Mu Jiu Chen dared not slacken in the slightest. His deep gaze was fixed on the computer screen, his long, slender fingers flying across the keyboard, data rapidly jumping on the screen.
He stared at the data, and soon, the surrounding surveillance systems were under his control. All the screens switched to showing Jiang Nuan and Number One.
Jiang Nuan had arrived outside the Jiang family villa. She raised her left hand high, and with a *pop*, a spring steel rope shot towards the roof. He watched Jiang Nuan’s slender and agile figure quickly ascend, her movements like a spirit in the night.
Mu Jiu Chen was stunned, watching her agile and nimble form.
Was that his wife? Her movements were so graceful and agile. No wonder Number One always had his wife handle the most dangerous tasks.
At this height, with such nimble skills, very few people could achieve it. This was the limit of human capability.
Within two minutes, Jiang Nuan had climbed to the third floor.
The third floor also had surveillance. Jiang Nuan crouched down and moved towards the stairs. Meanwhile, in the Jiang family’s surveillance room.
Number One went to the window and saw two men sitting inside, looking at their phones. They were smiling lewdly, clearly watching inappropriate videos.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Mu Jiu Chen was right. When the night was quiet, men without wives couldn't sleep and were always thinking of doing bad things.
He lit the incense Jiang Nuan had given him, and a faint fragrance wafted in through the window.
He quickly covered his nose with a pre-prepared wet towel.
"Hey, Fatty, what smells so good? It smells so comfortable."
Fatty looked up at him. "Are you so desperate for women that you're smelling a woman's perfume?" Fatty gave him a knowing glance.
"Heh heh... You kid, I don't even have a girlfriend. Even if I wanted to, I'd need one first. Damn it, don't keep watching these unhealthy videos and stimulating me."
Fatty couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not on duty tomorrow night. I'll take you out."
"Ha..." The man yawned. A strong sense of drowsiness overcame him. He said drowsily, "I watched videos until midnight last night, and now I'm so tired."
Fatty also yawned. "Yeah! I'm sleepy too. Watch me take a nap."
However, he didn't get a response before he had fallen asleep.
The other man had fallen onto the sofa, unconscious.
Number One quickly extinguished the incense in his hand. He wanted to save this good stuff for next time.
He pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing that the videos were already controlled by Mu Jiu Chen, he narrowed his eyes and muttered, tsk tsk, this Mu Jiu Chen is truly not a simple person.
His technical skills were even faster than his. He usually kept a low profile, no wonder he could become the richest man in Asia.
He walked to the surveillance equipment and accurately located Jiang Nuan's figure.
He saw that she had reached the third floor and was spraying perfume.
Number One was excited. That scent could make people drowsy. If one couldn't sleep, just a whiff would let them sleep soundly.
Jiang Nuan stayed for about a minute and quickly went downstairs.
She reached the third floor and saw the man standing at the top of the stairs fall. He tumbled down the stairs.
Jiang Nuan quickly supported him, letting him lean against the stairs to sleep.
She didn't look anywhere else and went directly into the room.
She saw that the person on the bed was the real閣下.
Jiang Nuan’s beautiful pupils suddenly trembled. It was the real閣下. The one she met yesterday was fake.
Jiang Nuan knew that tonight's actions would alert the enemy.
Jiang Nuan whispered into her earpiece, "What's the situation downstairs?"
Number One: "Nuan Nuan, all safe!"
Jiang Nuan: "Meet me at the main entrance."
"Husband, drive over."
After giving her instructions, Jiang Nuan hoisted the阁下 from the bed onto her shoulder.
The enemy had already been alerted. Leaving the閣下 here would only lead to his death. She had to take him away!
Jiang Nuan reached the rooftop and looked at the thin steel wire rope in her hand. If she descended from here with the閣下, it wouldn't bear their combined weight.
Jiang Nuan, still carrying the閣下, walked downstairs.
Jiang Nuan didn't understand why the real閣下 was lying on the third floor, and why didn't Jiang Letian discover her father lying upstairs?
The most dangerous place is the safest place.
Madam Jiang understood human nature well.
In this bloody and frenzied struggle, the victors always belonged to those with ambition.
"Who are you?" Reaching the second floor, Jiang Nuan encountered He Chengyi, who was standing at the top of the stairs in his pajamas.
Jiang Nuan frowned slightly and said in a hushed voice, "If you want to know who I am, then follow me."
He Chengyi's appearance did not affect Jiang Nuan's judgment.
If He Chengyi followed her, he would only be suspected.
Of everyone in this house, only He Chengyi was awake.
Madam Jiang deliberately kept He Chengyi around, which definitely had its purpose.
Jiang Nuan moved extremely quickly, running downstairs.
He Chengyi didn't expect someone to be so bold as to commit a crime here.
But who was the person he was carrying?
Several bodyguards were guarding downstairs. He smirked wickedly. Here was an opportunity to earn merit.
He followed Jiang Nuan out at a rapid pace.
When they reached the ground floor, he expected the person in front to be blocked by the bodyguards.
However, none of the bodyguards downstairs moved. They had all collapsed on the ground.
He Chengyi: "..."
"Stop! Where are you taking that person?" He Chengyi roared.
Jiang Nuan's footsteps did not falter at all; she walked out with hurried steps.
At this moment, Jiang Nuan's back was particularly vulnerable. If there were malicious individuals, they could easily harm her.
But He Chengyi, apart from his ambition, lacked much courage. He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Nuan carried the man away.
"What's going on?" Madam Jiang's voice came from upstairs.
He Chengyi turned to look at Madam Jiang, who was standing by the window.
"Madam, someone just carried someone away."
"What?" Madam Jiang was shocked, her pupils suddenly widening.
Not far from the entrance, a car had already driven away.
"Idiot! Did you let the person go?" Madam Jiang was furious.
He Chengyi was so startled by this that he became flustered.
He recalled the slender figure he had just seen, wearing a black baseball cap, carrying a person on her shoulder and walking with such ease.
It looked as simple as casually carrying a lightweight cloth bag.
Her demeanor was cold and clean, with no sense of danger, making one instinctively let down their guard.
As He Chengyi pondered, he saw Madam Jiang come down with a bodyguard. It was evident that the bodyguard was mentally drained and could barely stand.
"Slap..." Madam Jiang walked over and slapped He Chengyi fiercely across the face. "Tell me, did you let the person go?"
Still in a passive state, He Chengyi was stunned by the slap.
Looking at the furious Madam Jiang, a hint of fear even arose in his heart.
"Madam, it wasn't me, it really wasn't me."
Madam Jiang's terrifying gaze coldly swept over him.
The moment he met her dreadful gaze, it felt as if a thick fear emanated from every pore, from every cell, reaching the very ends of his nerves.
"Madam, it truly wasn't me," He Chengyi argued excitedly.
Madam Jiang smiled coldly, her killing intent blazing, her voice eerie and intriguing, "Then why is it that everyone is affected, yet you are unharmed?"