《Return of the Soldier King》Chapter 8 Night Vision
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"It’s for you." Murong handed the phone to the Ye Fei.
"Manager Lin, you asked for me?" Ye Fei said with a mouth full of noodles.
"Ye Fei, where are you? What kind of bodyguard are you? Why did you run? You think I won’t deduct your salary?" Even though Lin Qingwan was being protected by two policemen, she still felt unsafe.
"Manager Lin, as I recall, you didn’t exactly agree to hire me as your bodyguard." Ye Fei smiled. Lin Qingwan was in a bad mood. Even while begging Ye Fei to come back, she was still going on about deducting his salary.
"Nonsense! I have hired you for 50,000 Yuan a month. I will pay you what you ask every month, just hurry up and get back here to protect me," Lin Qingwan hastily said.
"Manager Lin, if I am your bodyguard, then I cannot go back yet. Offense is the best defense. I am going to find the shooter," Ye Fei said.
Lin Qingwan was amazed. "Wait... You’re going to find the shooter? The police haven’t even been able to do that, what makes you think you can? Don't be ridiculous, just come back soon, or you’ll make me angry."
Murong grabbed the phone away from him. "Sister Qingwan, Ye Fei and I already know what the shooter looks like. We’ll catch him, don't you worry."
"Sister Murong? Why are you going around town with him? You should head back this way with him, I feel unsafe without him." Said Lin Qingwan.
"Manager Lin, two hours. You only need to give me two hours, and I’ll be able to catch the shooter," Ye Fei said casually.
"Two hours?"
Lin Qingwan looked at her watch - it was eight o'clock in the evening. Two hours from now it would be ten o'clock. That wasn’t too late; she could wait.
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But...
Lin Qingwan's face revealed a businesswoman's shrewd smile, "Ye Fei, I can give you two hours, but you have to make me a promise. If you can't catch the shooter in two hours, I'll actually deduct your salary. I’ll give you 10,000 Yuan a month instead."
"Deducting 40,000 Yuan at a time? Sister Qingwan really is ruthless..." Murong whispered.
"OK. But if I catch the shooter, I don’t want you to give me a raise. Just give me one month’s salary in advance," Ye Fei replied quickly.
"All right, deal." Lin Qingwan felt that she had made a good deal. She figured she’d be able to save 40,000 Yuan.
After dinner, Ye Fei and Murong went out of the restaurant.
Murong was a little worried. "Ye Fei, two hours is such a short amount of time. You really think you’ll be able to find the shooter?"
"Rest assured, as long as you cooperate with me, just one hour will be enough. By the way, do you have a car?" Ye Fei looked at Murong. She really was beautiful.
"Just a small scooter. I am wary of traffic jams, so I don’t drive a car to work." Murong led him to a small pink scooter. The seat was very small, barely enough for two people to ride together.
"Shall I drive, or would you like to do the honors?" Ye Fei narrowed his eyes.
"Yeah right! My skirt is too short. I'll ride; you sit in the back." Murong positioned herself to drive the small scooter and let Ye Fei sit behind her.
Ye Fei licked his lips. Sitting behind Murong on the small scooter, he could feel her bottom against his lap.
Ye Fei's hands had no place for him to hold on to, he was a little unprepared, Murong didn't care, she put his hands on her slender waist, "Hold tight. Safety first."
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Murong twisted the steering handle, and the small scooter shot forward.
Ye Fei didn’t think Murong would be such a fierce driver. Surprised, he tightly wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
Ye Fei had never hugged a girl since he was born, let alone such a beautiful girl. There was a soft feeling in his hands and his heart was beating violently, but Murong did not physically express any reaction.
"It seems these days the girls in China are less shy than those abroad," Ye Fei thought to himself.
The small scooter zipped down the street. Since Murong was wearing casual clothes, she had untied her ponytail and let her silky hair drape around her white shoulders, waving with the wind.
Her hair tickled Ye Fei's face, causing him to lose focus and think about her instead. "Her hair smells good, I wonder what brand of shampoo she uses."
When Ye Fei finally snapped out of his daydreaming, he found that Murong had driven into an entrance to an underpass.
"Why did we come here?" Ye Fei asked.
“Didn't you say the shooter was on the streets? I thought he would have had to find a place to spend the night. Well, it's a good idea to hang out with the vagrants. There are many homeless people in this underpass." Murong winked.
Ye Fei didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "The homeless are very territorial – they wouldn’t let a random stranger hang out in their midst. The shooter is a newcomer and he is armed with a gun. It is impossible for him to hang out with this crowd. It’s my fault, I forgot to tell you where to go. Let's go to Green Town Park."
"Ah? Is the shooter there?" Murong was very surprised.
She was very familiar with Green Town Park. It was a big park nearby.
There were hills, streams and lush vegetation inside; it was a good place to go on a date.
However, because of the dense vegetation and complex terrain, robberies often occurred in the evenings. Murong had been there many times, but she never caught anyone in the act.
Nowadays, Green Town Park was bleak place to go to at night. Pedestrians didn't usually walk there at this hour.
They soon arrived.
In other parks there would be many old people dancing in the square in the evenings, but there no people in Green Town Park. The street lamps there were also misty and not very bright. The whole place had a gloomy and foreboding atmosphere around it.
Ye Fei let Murong lead him around the park.
They met the occasional couple on an evening stroll. They were likely outsiders who’d just come to Shanghai and still did not know the stories about the place.
In addition to them, there were also a few homeless people sleeping on the benches. Many had mental illnesses, forced to beg for a living during the day. At night they slept wherever they could.
Ye Fei didn’t bother looking at them. Instead, he was staring into the lush woods.
Murong followed Ye Fei. She could see nothing but empty blackness. She couldn’t even make out individual trees, let alone a figure hiding among them.
"Do you have night vision?" Murong remembered Ye Fei said his eyes were very special.
"Of course. I was locked in a dark room from an early age; the first thing I mastered was night vision."
Ye Fei blinked his eyes and a strange silver light seemed to shine from his pupils, like those of nocturnal beasts.
Ye Fei's eyes could see the dark woods as clear as day. He licked his lips.
"Found him."
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