CHAPTER 556: CHAPTER 540: FEIGNING AS A SNAKE

In the end, their school achieved the highest overall score and entered the finals. For Jiang Xiaoxiao, a sophomore student, such a result was indeed enviable.

Of course, Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t know that after today, her name would be remembered by many people.

As soon as the competition ended, Jiang Xiaoxiao left.

She didn’t greet anyone.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was anxious all day long, feeling that something big might happen.

She silently endured as her toes were trampled by passengers on the bus and people’s elbows occasionally hit her ribs, breathing the sweaty odor of the enclosed vehicle. Finally, she got off the bus, only to find it was starting to rain.

Having forgotten her umbrella, she walked through the rain-soaked street back to her home, drenched.

Of course, she didn’t bring an umbrella; the weather report said it would be sunny today.

Finally back home, she was alone, which was truly a blessing.

Tang Yuan was with her grandparents; her aunt usually didn’t come and disturb her. She sighed with relief and started to open the door.

At this moment, she collapsed and slammed the door shut with all her strength.

The door frame thundered loudly, but this insignificant violent act did not relieve her tension.

Everything seemed a bit off today, or maybe it was a kind of indescribable unease.

Anxiety flooded her heart again, and she couldn’t forget that dream; she began to worry about the current dilemma.

Couldn’t contact Song Moting.

It had always been Song Moting who called her.

Now, an obstacle existed between them, preventing communication.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt angry, uncertain of what Song Moting was doing, but she could guess a few things.

The problem was that now she felt powerless, and the helplessness of being unable to do anything was fueling her anger.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Jiang Xiaoxiao hurriedly ran to open the door.

Jin Dachuan stood at the entrance.

He appeared even more exhausted than her, with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face.

He must have just shaved, his hair slightly damp indicating he had showered, possibly changed clothes, yet all that couldn’t mask his fatigue.

A deep-rooted weariness.

"Brother Jin, you’re here, please come in. You caught me at a bad time; Moting isn’t home."

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly invited him inside.

She happened to be looking for him as well.

Jin Dachuan showed a relieved expression on his face.

"Thank you. I’m here to see you."

He said sincerely.

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked into the kitchen, boiled a pot of water, taking a deep breath before entering the living room.

Jin Dachuan sat seriously on her blue sofa.

It was clear that Jiang Xiaoxiao sensed something unusual.

His seriousness made her feel suffocated.

"Brother Jin, do you know what Xiao Song went to do?"

She asked, half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Carefully observing Jin Dachuan’s expression.

Jin Dachuan’s expression cracked slightly, his demeanor becoming even more serious.

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt an uncontrollable urge to collapse onto a chair, "You know where Song Moting is!"

This was a statement.

Jin Dachuan’s facial expression explained everything.

Without a doubt, something seemed wrong with Song Moting.

Otherwise, Jin Dachuan wouldn’t have displayed such an expression, causing Jiang Xiaoxiao’s heart to tighten again.

"Did... he sacrifice himself?"

She knew she shouldn’t ask such a thing, yet she couldn’t suppress her fear.

She even suspected that she hadn’t properly said goodbye to Song Moting before leaving, not even a formal farewell.

Jin Dachuan shook his head, trying to lighten his expression.

"No! He’s not dead."

Jiang Xiaoxiao sighed with relief.

"So what happened? Is he hurt?"

Injury wasn’t significant; as long as he wasn’t dead, Song Moting could survive.

"He’s gone missing!"

Jin Dachuan didn’t want to deliver this news but couldn’t avoid saying it, and they needed Jiang Xiaoxiao’s help.

"What? Missing?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao recalled that bloody dream.

It was indeed related to Song Moting; she should have guessed it sooner.

"Yes, we need your assistance."

Jin Dachuan wore a worried face, as Jiang Xiaoxiao nonchalantly inquired.

"Need my help? Can I even be of assistance?"

"Damn it! This matter is really difficult, we’ve hit roadblocks everywhere. Only after much difficulty did we find a clue; you have a classmate named Mu Feng."

Jin Dachuan’s face displayed lines of weariness, casting a troubled glance at Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Mu Feng is related to Song Moting’s disappearance?"

This was too strange.

"As far as we know, Mu Feng is involved in a... sensitive situation."

"What kind of sensitive situation?"

Jin Dachuan looked at her with difficulty.

Suddenly noticing his gaze, his eyes were clear, yet strangely, carried a sense of sympathy.

These were gentle eyes, unlike the eyes of a warrior she imagined.

He cleared his throat.

"Very sensitive. Mu Feng is backed by a multinational bio-pharmaceutical company, and in fact, this company manipulates a batch of biotic formulations. We aim to destroy them, and Song Moting disappeared after detonating a bomb! We suspect Song Moting fell into Mu Feng’s hands."

Jin Dachuan keenly observed her reaction, seeing a flash of doubt in her eyes, clearly wondering if Jin Dachuan might be lying.

She wasn’t the innocent girl who easily trusted others, but neither was she adept at hiding her thoughts and emotions.

"I need you to infiltrate their internal circle, find out where Old Song is and where others are, so we can carry out a rescue."

Jiang Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and, when she reopened them, were filled with resolve.

...

Jiang Xiaoxiao was quietly and gracefully assisted into the most exquisite dining room table by the waiter, raising her head to smile at her companions Mu Feng and Mu Shaocheng.

When anything related to Song Moting involved the two people in front, Jiang Xiaoxiao endeavored to make her smile look sincere.

Her eyes, as cold as the aurora, became soft and warm from effortful restraint, her black hair shining like a mink’s sleek fur. To Mu Shaocheng, she was Jiang Xiaoxiao, a promising medical student.

Jin Dachuan’s information indicated Mu Shaocheng was innately suspicious, which had saved him countless times.

So many times that he couldn’t even remember, yet if all went well, Jiang Xiaoxiao would meet that child tonight, and it was time to enter the Mu family’s villa.

Such an irony!

She needed little preparation time, as Mu Feng had naturally conducted thorough investigations on her. She counted on the gamble that he wouldn’t dig too deep, being eager to acquire something from her.

Despite Song Moting being under his crew, current information told, Song Moting had assumed a new identity, as long as Mu Feng hadn’t seen Song Moting, it was completely impossible to fathom why Jiang Xiaoxiao agreed to cooperate with them.

No one knew Song Moting’s location.

And she had to approach the Mu father and son to obtain precise information.

Mu Feng smiled at her, standing in satisfaction to welcome her, then returned to his seat.

"Did I ever tell you? You look particularly beautiful tonight."

If Jiang Xiaoxiao were unfamiliar with Mu Feng’s dossier, she might truly be charmed by Mu Feng’s captivating personality, unfortunately, he was a cold-blooded killer.

Well!

Mu Feng’s father’s lab specialized in creating bio-weapons for some countries, regardless of the opposition’s intent, driven solely by monetary gain.

From this viewpoint, they were bloodless maniacs.

She could only feign weakness now.

"You’ve already mentioned it,"

She responded with warm eyes. "Still, thank you."

This snake-like façade was truly not her specialty.

However, she needed to do it now.