"It's different!" Du Linlang put down her high-stem glass, her expression serious, "I can see through your lies because I know Xiao Feng well enough. Without that as a foundation, your story basically has no flaws." "You might think I'm mocking you, but I'm telling the truth." Du Linlang leaned back on the sofa, saying, "The more ornate and complex the story, the more obvious the flaws. But in your story, it's just you and Xiao Feng, and you know, even if I call Xiao Feng to confirm, he would cooperate with your lies."

Gao Panpan remained silent, but was pondering the meaning of Du Linlang's words.

Du Linlang smiled slightly, "Don't try to guess what kind of person I am, because even I am not sure myself. I will be honest with you, and I hope you can believe that."

"Honest?" Gao Panpan asked suspiciously.

Du Linlang nodded, "Yes, whether it's physical or mental, both are fine."

Saying this, she actually started to untie her robe.

Gao Panpan hurriedly stopped her, "No, no, no, I believe you, isn't that enough?"

"People generally dislike the feeling of uncertainty, so I will tell you everything before and after, and how you choose is up to you." Du Linlang squinted her eyes, "However, if you leak what I said, I'm sure you understand the consequences."

Gao Panpan nodded, "I understand."

"That's good!"

Du Linlang then began to clearly explain to Gao Panpan the existence of the Devil's Concentration Camp and her own dangerous situation.

After listening, Gao Panpan's face began to grow serious. Facing such an organization that could snuff her out as easily as squashing an ant, it was impossible not to feel fear.

"Don't rush, I said you have a month to think it over." Du Linlang picked up her glass, took a sip, and said, "However, if I were you, I would choose to agree."

"Why?" Gao Panpan asked.

"Because I'm different, unwilling to settle down like ordinary women, getting married and having children, going with the flow." Du Linlang replied without hesitation, "It's not that I am noble, but by choosing this path, at least I won't regret it."

"People are different." Gao Panpan smiled bitterly.

Du Linlang nodded in agreement, "You're right, so no matter how you choose, it's your freedom. I won't, and can't, force anyone against their will."

Gao Panpan couldn't help but admire her. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, Du Linlang truly had a charismatic personality and her words were compelling.

At this moment, Du Linlang finished her drink and headed towards the bedroom, saying as she walked, "Don't feel too pressured, you can pick any room if you're tired, or just sleep together with me."

"Bang!"

The door closed firmly, leaving Gao Panpan sitting on the sofa, caught in a dilemma.

...

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the courtyard, an elderly man with gray hair arrived. His steps were steady and strong, with a woven bag slung over his back, resembling a scavenger picking up trash.

"Old Ninth!"

Sun Shijie, who happened to be stepping out of the house, was immediately delighted upon seeing the newcomer.

"Old Sun, are you really not dead?"

Although he had already heard from Xiao Feng about Sun Shijie's survival, Ninth Master couldn't help but feel a bit emotional seeing his old friend with his own eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Feng dragged Zhao Guo'an out, "Let's save the small talk for later and get on with business first. We'll have plenty of time to chat when we're back."

Sun Shijie and Ninth Master nodded, agreeing with this approach.

However, Zhao Guo'an, who was being dragged by the collar, was not pleased, "Old Xiao, why drag me along? I'll only be a burden if there's danger and can't help at all."

"Stop whining, even a fart can have wind, let alone we can even use you as cannon fodder at critical moments." Xiao Feng replied impatiently.

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

This is too straightforward, don't I deserve some dignity?

"Old Sun, let's talk when we're back." Ninth Master bade goodbye, following Xiao Feng and Zhao Guo'an out the door.

About forty minutes later, the three arrived at an abandoned construction site.

Ninth Master said, "The approximate location is right under our feet, perhaps directly digging down would reach the inner chamber. However, such a method requires large-scale work and the chances of encountering trouble are high. Unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to use it."

"What can we do to help you?" Xiao Feng asked directly.

"No need for now."

With that, Ninth Master placed the woven bag on the ground, took out a wooden rod with a long pointer attached from it.

"Dragon-Seeking Ruler?" Zhao Guo'an asked in surprise.

Ninth Master slung the woven bag back on his shoulder and explained, "In our line of work, feng shui and geomancy are fundamental skills."

"Can it help us find the exact location?" Xiao Feng asked.

He had seen such tools in movies or TV dramas but had never encountered them in reality until now.

Ninth Master held the Dragon-Seeking Ruler with both hands, and as the pointer stopped, he walked straight in the direction it indicated, responding, "Whether it can find the exact location is hard to say, but at least it can narrow the range."

"What's the principle behind this tool?" Xiao Feng inquired persistently.

Ninth Master answered truthfully, "Not sure. I learned as my master taught it. If forced to explain, it can be understood as detecting magnetic fields, similar to a compass."

To show off his knowledge, Zhao Guo'an interjected, "In the past, conmen often used it to deceive people. Simply put, you hold the Dragon-Seeking Ruler and think of a question in your mind, like who is the person you dislike the most, and the pointer will point to that person."

Of course, it's called a trick because when asking the question, there's usually a rough answer in mind, so the hand tends to unconsciously lean towards the direction of the person disliked, making the result seem accurate."

"There's such a trick?" Xiao Feng suddenly became interested.

Borrowing the Dragon-Seeking Ruler from Ninth Master, Xiao Feng held it in his hand and in no time, the pointer suddenly shifted direction, pointing at Zhao Guo'an.

Zhao Guo'an felt a jolt in his heart, wishing he could slap himself. Why did he have to shoot his mouth off just now?

"Guess what question I just asked in my mind?" Xiao Feng said with a malicious expression.

"Old... Old Xiao, I just said, it's all just trickery. This kind of result can't be taken seriously." Zhao Guo'an said anxiously.

Xiao Feng continued speaking, "I asked in my mind just now, who among us most wants to kill me, and the pointer pointed right at you.

So, following the principle of better safe than sorry, and that any danger should be nipped in the bud, should I strike first before you do?"

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

However, at that moment, Ninth Master in front suddenly stopped in his tracks, frowning, "It seems like there's someone ahead?"

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