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"That bastard! It must be Liu Wei! He doesn't even listen to me, the head of the family, and dares to release people on his own!"
Lu Xue'er's pretty face also looked unpleasant. She took out her phone and made a call. As soon as the call connected, she immediately asked, "Liu Wei, where are you? Where is Lu Yongbin?"
"Young Master is under house arrest; he's sleeping in late today..."
"Stop lying, we all know he's not in the country anymore," Lü Xue'er asked. "What are you doing? Do you know the consequences?"
Liu Wei on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I know, I know, but Mr. Lü saved my life back then, and I have no way to repay him, so I can only treat you well, young master..."
Just as Lü Xueer was about to say something, she suddenly heard a noisy sound from the other end of the phone, seemingly worried about being tracked by phone location data, and then the call was disconnected.
When she called back, the call could no longer be connected.
Lu Xue'er glanced at Gu Ran with some trepidation, worried that Gu Ran would not remove the poison from her grandfather's body.
She went up to Gu Ran and took his hand, saying, "Please, please save my grandfather. My grandfather and I really didn't know anything about this..."
Gu Ran gently pushed away Lü Xue'er's hand: "I have only one request: bring Lü Yongbin back and increase his confinement period to eight years."
"Yes, I will definitely go and bring that kid back!" Lu Xue'er said confidently.
Gu Ran nodded and said, "In that case, let's bring him back first, and then I'll remove the poison."
He can't possibly detoxify first. What if the Lü family denies everything after he detoxifies and keeps dragging their feet on arresting Lü Yongbin?
“This…” Lu Xue’er wanted Gu Ran to remove the poison first, but she was too embarrassed to say it.
Everyone else remained silent.
They all knew Gu Ran's intention in doing this.
Gu Ran ignored them and left.
If you do something wrong, you should be punished. Being confined to your home for five years is already a very lenient punishment.
If it were someone like Lee Eun-sook, a 'crime nemesis,' she would have cut that kid to death or given him a permanent cure in no time.
Ji Yuanhua said helplessly, "What kind of mess is this!"
Lu Zhong took a deep breath and said to Lu Xue'er, "Let's go and apologize to Nuwa. We need Nuwa's help with this matter. I'm an old man who has been out of touch with this era for a long time. I don't even know what the outside world is like."
The Lü family's influence is limited to their small territory, so their current strength is not even enough to organize a cross-border operation.
Because they've never been abroad.
"Nuwa just instructed you to stay here," Ji Yuanhua said, glancing at his text message. "She said she knows what she's doing."
Since Nuwa had given the order, the two members of the Lü family had no choice but to comply.
Feeling extremely frustrated by her disappointment, Lü Xue'er didn't blame Gu Ran, but rather her good-for-nothing younger brother.
So she took out her phone and sent a QQ message to her younger brother, explaining the situation in detail and reminding him that if he didn't come back soon, his grandfather would be implicated!
……
Gu Ran stood at the entrance of the pharmaceutical factory for a while and found that there wasn't a single taxi in sight.
It was only then that he began to miss ride-hailing apps.
He couldn't quite remember which year ride-hailing apps were launched, but he told Su Xiaoqiang to keep an eye out for them and invest in them later.
Looking at the time, it was just past noon. Gu Ran hadn't eaten yet, and the car still hadn't arrived. A light rain started to fall again.
After thinking about it, I decided to find a secluded spot and use the Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport back.
Just as he was about to make that decision, a car suddenly drove out of the pharmaceutical factory and stopped beside him.
It was Zhang Wanjun, driving a black Aston Martin, the same model as James Bond's car in the movie "007".
This British luxury car brand only entered the Chinese market in the last two years and is considered a niche brand, not as well-known as Ferrari or Porsche.
However, her dark gothic style actually matched the car quite well, just like Nono with red hair matched a red Ferrari.
Gu Ran didn't stand on ceremony with her and directly opened the passenger door and got in.
Zhang Wanjun floored the accelerator, and the engine, with an unknown number of horsepower, launched like a mad dog.
“If you don’t follow traffic rules, I won’t ride in your car. You should know that I have to complete the school’s ‘Daily Report’ every day, and violations will be recorded. Reporting them will affect my credits,” Gu Ran said expressionlessly.
Fortunately, Zhang Wanjun was sensible and drove at the speed limit indicated by the road signs after the launch start.
"I don't live over there... Where are you taking me?" Gu Ran asked, noticing that she had turned into a strange place.
Zhang Wanjun still did not answer.
"Are you thinking of getting a new car?" Gu Ran suddenly asked.
Zhang Wanjun didn't understand what he meant at first, but Gu Ran had already summoned the spirit of the wakizashi short sword named 'Namazuo'.
Zhang Wanjun could tell at a glance that the short sword, which shone with an unusual light, was an alchemical weapon.
Cutting this car in half with one stroke shouldn't be a problem.
Chapter 195 Meeting with Nuwa
"I've always been curious about where you hide your weapons." Zhang Wanjun noticed that he could always pull out all sorts of weapons from his person.
She continued, "Nuwa wants to see you now."
"You should have said so earlier. Why did you have to act all high and mighty for so long?" Gu Ran hid the knife and sat in the passenger seat, lost in thought.
Zhang Wanjun was already used to this kid's lack of manners and didn't bother with him.
Soon, the two arrived at the top-floor clubhouse. This time, the clubhouse manager, Du Huimin, was already waiting at the entrance.
She first nodded to Gu Ran and the other person, then led them to the other side of the clubhouse: "The goddess Nuwa is inside, please make yourselves at home."
After saying that, she went back to work.
This is a suite with understated yet luxurious decor; the living room is right inside the door.
Upon entering, Gu Ran saw a little girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa, scooping ice cream with a spoon in one hand and holding a PS3 game controller in the other, playing the latest version of Need for Speed.
The little girl had loose hair and a beautiful face. Her face was round and delicate, and her skin was fair, like a finely carved jade doll.
The little girl was so engrossed in her game that she seemed unaware of the person approaching.
Zhang Wanjun then invited Gu Ran to sit down wherever she liked. Gu Ran saw that the table was full of sweets and, since she was also hungry, she took one.
"Don't take my Black Forest Mousse, I want chocolate today." The little girl glared at him angrily.
Gu Ran immediately raised her hand to indicate that she had no intention of getting any more of the cake.
"You eat this." With that, the little girl handed Gu Ran an egg tart the size of a rice bowl.
Gu Ran didn't stand on ceremony and started eating heartily. The egg tart crust was crispy, and the filling inside was very smooth and tender. It was indeed a dessert made by a top pastry chef.
After finishing one, he asked the little girl, "Which one can you still eat? I have a big appetite."
The little girl pointed out a few more items to him and even gave Zhang Wanjun a piece of strawberry cake.
After the three of them had almost finished eating all the desserts on the table, the little girl put down the controller.
"Could this little girl be Nuwa?" Gu Ran asked Zhang Wanjun in a low voice.
Zhang Wanjun nodded.
Gu Ran was very curious about how old Nuwa was, but he also knew that asking a woman's age was not a very polite thing to do, so he didn't ask.
The little girl, also known as Nuwa, finished eating and casually pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth clean.
Then she put down the controller, put her hands on her hips, and said in a condescending tone, "You little brat, you look just like your mother, and you always cause trouble."
"That's not right. It was clearly that brat from the Lü family who provoked me first," Gu Ran argued.
"Forget it, these are all minor matters, and I can't be bothered to make a fuss about them." Nuwa took a sip of her milk tea and continued, "I'll be protecting your girlfriend back home, so you have to do a few things for me."
"it is good."
Gu Ran agreed without haggling.
That's good; no one owes anyone anything.
Seeing that Gu Ran agreed so readily, looking like a promising young man, Nuwa nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, first you go and treat Lü Zhong. That kid has been tormented by poison for over thirty years; he's had enough. Get the poison out of him as soon as possible so he can have a few more good days. As for his grandson, he'll definitely be brought back. Once he's back, he'll be locked up here with me."
Seeing that Gu Ran didn't quite understand, Zhang Wanjun explained, "Wa Zhu's place is like a prison; there's not as much freedom as at home."
"Here?" Gu Ran pointed to the location.
Is this place a club or a prison?
"It's not this building, and you don't need to know the exact location." Nuwa didn't explain further, and regardless of whether Gu Ran agreed or not, she brought up the second matter.
"The second thing is that there are some overseas affairs that we are not comfortable handling ourselves. You happen to have joined the Secret Party, and the Secret Party likes to slay dragons, so we can borrow your hand to help."
Gu Ran looked puzzled.
Zhang Wanjun acted as a commentator, continuing to help explain:
"The main reason is that the Secret Party has a large influence overseas and a richer information network than we do. The people we ask you to deal with are usually mixed-race people who have made mistakes and fled, like Lü Yongbin."
“You won’t be helping out for nothing. You’ll get 100,000 yuan for each job, and travel expenses will be reimbursed,” Nuwa said.
Gu Ran said, "Hey, your spending is even more stingy than the Secret Service's!"
"There's nothing we can do, we're still in the early stages of development," Nuwa said, spreading her hands. "We're not as rich as capitalist tycoons."
Zhang Wanjun further explained: "Actually, for mixed-race people in China, these tasks are all family obligations and are unpaid. But since you don't belong to a noble family, Nuwa gave you a service fee."
There's one more thing left unsaid: these service fees are all membership fees paid by various aristocratic families.
Gu Ran nodded, not complaining about the low price: "Okay, but I need specific case files. I don't accept revenge killings or assassinations with any vested interest."
"Don't worry, I will review it myself first," Nuwa assured Gu Ran.
"By the way, you should also keep an eye on the matter of the dead servants from the Lü family. There aren't many people left in the Lü family." Nuwa thought for a moment and said to Zhang Wanjun, "The situation in the country is alright, it has been cleaned up very well. The key is outside, especially the border area between Outer Mongolia and Russia. It's more difficult there than in the country, but it's still a matter of life and death."
“I understand,” Zhang Wanjun replied. “Next month it will be our Zhang family’s turn. I will lead the team to patrol and hunt, and the family head is happy to cooperate.”
"Very good." Nuwa added, "Be careful with your words over there, don't set the forest and grassland on fire. This great forest is a huge expanse!"
"I'll be careful," Zhang Wanjun replied somewhat awkwardly.
After the three discussed for a while, Nuwa dismissed the two men.