Zhao Yuezhu said, "Bai Xin's story is very detailed, paying great attention to detail. Many places can give people a sense of immersive experience."

"However, her story of sending away Qian Hong's girlfriend seems very rough. It's like..." Zhao Yuezhu clapped her hands, "Like a seasoned author who has been rushed for a manuscript. Although he quickly wrote a story, it didn't reach his past level."

I frowned slightly, "It seems we have to play a good game."

I turned to Feng Ruoxing and asked, "Madman, how much does Zhao Ci know about you?"

Feng Ruoxing hesitated for a moment and said, "He knows me very well. We used to go on many missions together, going through life and death together. We both know each other's trump cards very well."

I pressed, "How much does Zhao Ci know about me and Ye Yang?"

Feng Ruoxing replied, "He should... he should know a lot too! Zhao Ci has a habit of collecting information. Back then, our team was able to turn danger into safety time and time again, thanks to Zhao Ci's information."

At this moment, Zhao Yuezhu suddenly reacted, "Li Po, are you suspecting my dad?"

"Li Po, you bastard!" Zhao Yuezhu stood up, "Why do you suspect everyone? Is there a father in the world who would use his own child as a bargaining chip? Besides, what good would it do him to deceive you?"

I really wanted to tell Zhao Yuezhu that I had seen a father and son killing each other on my last mission. But now is not the time for me to discuss human nature with her.

I waved my hand and said, "Little girl, what are you getting so excited about?"

"Our opponent this time is likely to be a descendant of the Suanshi lineage. Suanshi are best at calculation, and everyone may become a chess piece in his hand. Including Zhao Ci!"

"It's not terrible to encounter a cunning opponent. What's terrible is that you don't even know that you have become his chess piece."

I said with a smile that was not a smile, "What's even more terrible is to encounter a pig teammate."

"You're calling me a pig!" Zhao Yuezhu blushed again after being angry, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have doubted you."

"It's good that you know you're wrong!" As I spoke, I saw Zhao Yuezhu take out a small notebook and make a note on it.

Qin Xin whispered behind me, "Yuezhu writes down whoever makes her angry in her notebook. When she has the opportunity, she will get it back with interest."

I subconsciously rubbed my eyebrows: Why are the girls I meet all like this? Zhao Yuezhu must be a disciple taught by Feng Ruoxing.

Ye Yang's mind was not on me and the two of them, "Li Po, you just said that our opponent is a Suanshi?"

"Yes!" I nodded, "Our opponent should be Qian Hong. He just used his own death to conceal his identity. If you don't believe me, we can go to Qian Hong's grave to take a look."

"I guess he should have left a note in the tomb. Do you believe it?"

Ye Yang also frowned, "Let's go take a look! Zhao Yuezhu. Do you know where Qian Hong is?"

Zhao Yuezhu said, "It is said that Qian Hong was not buried. His ashes are kept in the crematorium's ash storage. I heard a colleague say that Qian Hong was so popular that some colleagues even went to pay their respects to him. I'll take you there!"

When Zhao Yuezhu led us to Qian Hong's urn, Ye Yang believed my words by seventy percent: "A combination lock is added to the urn? Qian Hong knew someone was coming!"

I moved the urn, and a line of words was indeed revealed below: "The password is only available once."

I said in a deep voice, "Enter the death time of the person surnamed Dong, enter the year, month, and hour. Don't touch the combination lock with your hands."

Ye Yang moved the dagger on the lock twice, and the combination lock opened.

As the lid suddenly popped open, Ye Yang subconsciously wanted to retreat, but I reached out and pulled him back to his original position: "There is a trap on the ground! It's three chi (1 chi = 1/3 meter) behind you."

Ye Yang hit the ground with a finger wind in his backhand, and the marble brick on the ground shattered in response, revealing an arrow with barbs inside.

If a person steps on it, they won't be able to take out this hidden weapon without digging out all the flesh on the soles of their feet.

I said again, "This is not his ultimate move. Feng Ruoxing, the urn on your left can move in three seconds. As long as it moves, you hit it in the opposite direction!"

Feng Ruoxing was slightly startled, and the urn beside her moved as expected. The box, which was more than a chi long, suddenly moved a few inches as if someone was pushing it, heading straight for the shelf where the ashes were stored.

With the speed at which the box rushed in, if no one stopped it, it would inevitably break the wooden frame, and we would all be buried in the ashes on the spot.

Before the box hit the wooden frame, Feng Ruoxing raised her hand and slapped the box back to its original position.

The returned urn sank an inch in place, and a sound of a mechanism being activated followed. A piece of paper popped out of the empty box with the name "Qian Hong" written on it.

The folded square paper shot towards my eyes as if the position had been calculated in advance. I calmly stretched out two fingers and clamped the paper in the air. Da Feng Novel

"Be careful..." Feng Ruoxing and Zhao Yuezhu exclaimed at the same time, and I had already clamped the paper in my hand.