"Brother Yang, have you encountered other索者 with special abilities?" I asked.
Yang Hanxue shook his head. "Unless there's an order from that woman, 索者 and 索者 cannot contact each other..."
"So, according to you, she contacts you all usually?" I asked.
"That's right..."
Yang Hanxue stared at me and asked again, "Are you really not a 索者?"
"Of course not."
"Then how do you know so much? And why would she ask you to do things for her? As far as I know, she doesn't trust people easily." Yang Hanxue said.
Hearing him say that, for some reason, I felt a bit happy.
I don't know if it was because Sister Ying took special care of me.
"Brother Yang, I'll be attending the Guangbei Treasure Appraisal Convention next month. What are you trying to do by tracking Chilei Workshop?"
Yang Hanxue threw the cigarette butt onto the cement ground, stomped it out, and exhaled. "There's an item at the Guangbei Treasure Appraisal Convention next month that I must obtain..."
"You're tracking the people from Chilei Workshop, are you trying to get them to artificially age it for you?" I asked.
Yang Hanxue nodded.
"So you want to use a fake to replace the genuine one?" I asked again.
He nodded again.
"Then, is it the Young Miss who arranged for you to do this?"
"Yes."
"What can I do to help you?" I asked.
Yang Hanxue raised an eyebrow. "You want to help me?"
I smiled. "Yes."
"Why?" He seemed a bit confused.
"Because..." I didn't know how to explain it for a moment, so I said, "Because I owe her."
Yang Hanxue didn't ask further. "If you're willing to help, that would be best..."
...
After parting ways with Yang Hanxue, we agreed to meet again in the evening. He didn't say much about what he was going to do.
For a while, I didn't have the mood to find Bai Hanyan anymore, so I went back to Hong Yunpeng's house.
The entire afternoon, I spent sorting out my thoughts, meticulously recalling everything about Sister Ying.
Immortality, 索者, tokens, special abilities.
These are the things I know about Sister Ying so far.
Each of these things would be unacceptable to an ordinary person, as they wouldn't know how to accept them.
It completely transcended reality.
I tried my best to believe in the existence of these things and then slowly pieced together the events.
Sister Ying could achieve immortality, but each resurrection would result in the loss of previous memories. Therefore, every time she resurrected, she would search for fragments of her past memories.
I'm not clear about her ultimate goal in searching for these memory fragments.
The 索者 obeyed her due to the constraints of the tokens, and the number of 索者 in this world is also a question mark.
There was no contact between the 索者 because Sister Ying feared the organization's exposure.
As for special abilities, they were nothing more than a way to enhance one's physique.
There was also a mysterious organization looking for Sister Ying. Their purpose, I guessed, was that they knew Sister Ying was immortal and wanted to obtain this ability through her.
The question now is, where did Sister Ying's immortality come from?
And when did it start?
If she hadn't lost her memory, wouldn't that mean she could rewrite history?!
I exhaled. If that were the case, would Sister Ying also have memories related to the Suihou Pearl?
Could I investigate my father's past through Sister Ying, and investigate who those people were who went to my father back then?
In the evening, Hong Yunpeng returned with some packed meals.
Fatty had been out wandering all day and hadn't returned. I didn't bother to care about him. After dinner, I said I wanted to go for a walk and went to find Yang Hanxue by myself.
We agreed to meet in the same alley from earlier. When I arrived at the appointed time, Yang Hanxue was already there.
"The head of Chilei Workshop will be here soon. We need to find a way to meet him," Yang Hanxue said. "Every time he comes here, he brings five or six people with him. Those people are all skilled fighters. I'll find a way to lure them away later, and you can take the person away first."
As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag and gave it to me. When I took it, I saw a hunting rifle inside.
I was stunned for a moment. He said, "This is just a model."
I exhaled and nodded.
Chilei Workshop was the most skilled organization in the antique world for artificially aging items, and they were very mysterious.
I had only heard my father mention them once. He used to say that it was best to avoid such underworld organizations that dealt in illicit trades because they did things in the shadows.
With dirty hands, they had fewer scruples when doing things.
It was very difficult to meet the leader of such an organization unless someone introduced you.
Without an introduction, you wouldn't be able to see them at all.
Unless, like Yang Hanxue, you came at them directly.
Less than ten minutes later, a group of people appeared in the alley. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a gray suit, completely out of place in the surrounding environment.
Behind him followed five burly men who looked formidable.
They approached a low building, and after the middle-aged man went inside, the rest of them guarded the entrance.
Yang Hanxue glanced at me, gave me a look, and then walked over alone.
He went up to the burly men and deliberately bumped into one of them. Soon, the two began to scuffle.
Seeing this, the other burly men gathered around. Yang Hanxue suddenly exerted force and directly took down two of them.
The remaining three were stunned for a moment and then pounced on him.
I have to say, Yang Hanxue's skills were indeed excellent; he could fight five people without losing the advantage!
After a brief struggle, Yang Hanxue slowly retreated, leading them away from the low building.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quickly ran over and swiftly slipped into the low building.
It was a three-story low building. The first floor had a small courtyard and a staircase next to it.
As I climbed up the staircase, I heard a woman's voice from a room: "What are you so impatient for? Aren't you worried your wife will find you now?"
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Hearing this, I finally understood; this guy was here for a rendezvous.
Without hesitation, I abruptly pushed the door open. When I appeared, the man and woman inside both looked at me.
The woman was in her early thirties, with a charming appearance and considerable beauty.
"Boss Lei, you need to come with me!" I said to the middle-aged man, pulling out the hunting rifle model.
Honestly, I was unsure and afraid he wouldn't cooperate.
If he didn't cooperate, I had no other recourse, as the hunting rifle in my hand was just a prop.
However, my doubts were quickly dispelled. I saw a flicker of unease in his eyes, and he said to the woman beside him, "I need to go take care of something first..."
After saying that, he walked towards me. When he reached me, he sneered and glanced at the hunting rifle in my hand. "You should put this away."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out of the room on his own. I quickly followed him out.