Hearing Zhao Mei’er’s words, the member of the Special Affairs Bureau who had been secretly stealing glances at her out of the corner of his eye immediately flushed bright red.
He then quickly averted his gaze from Zhao Mei’er, putting on a serious face as he stared intently at the bait not far away, not daring to respond to her comment at all.
Sensing the intense gaze from the Bureau member beside her temporarily vanish, and well aware of how attention-grabbing she was as a little succubus queen, Zhao Mei’er didn’t blame him for anything.
After letting out a soft sigh, she stopped focusing her attention on the Bureau member beside her and instead directed it entirely toward the bait figure in the distance, hoping he would succeed in luring out the man in the suit.
“Sigh, isn’t there any other way to find that man in the suit?”
In another corner of Windbreak City’s urban area, one of Yan Qi’s clones—the fox-eared loli Hu Yao’er, who had also found no trace of the target—couldn’t help but seriously ponder whether there were any alternative methods to their current plan.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn’t think of a better method than using bait.
“Why is that man in the suit hiding so deeply? Damn it, I swear once I catch him, I’ll make sure he knows how powerful I am.”
Unhappily swishing her fox tail behind her, Hu Yao’er grumbled under her breath.
“Ah, forget it. Complaining so much is useless; it only makes me more anxious. I should just go back to monitoring the surveillance feeds.”
Another of Yan Qi’s clones, the virtual diva Jizi Ge, who had infiltrated Windbreak City’s internet, knew well that more complaints were pointless. After comforting herself with this thought, she refocused her attention on the city-wide surveillance network, hoping to find any trace of the man in the suit.
“You two, stop right there!”
Watching two young thugs bullying someone not far away, Dao Yan, who had been hiding in the shadows observing them, finally couldn’t hold back. She quickly stepped out from the darkness and sternly shouted at the two troublemakers.
Hearing Dao Yan’s shout, the two thugs—who were in the middle of bullying their victim and about to snatch his wallet—immediately turned their heads toward her.
Once they got a clear look at Dao Yan, expressions of awe quickly spread across their faces. However, it wasn’t long before that awe was replaced by greed, their looks practically devouring her.
Seeing this, Dao Yan—knowing these two clearly hadn’t recognized her identity as the Dao Yan Empress, and because she had been suppressing her powerful aura to avoid scaring off their real target—instantly grimaced, her expression turning ugly.
Then, without giving the two thugs a chance to utter any disrespectful remarks, Dao Yan slapped them both, knocking them to the ground unconscious.
“Miss Dao Yan, won’t acting like this ruin our plan?”
Looking at the two thugs knocked out cold by Dao Yan’s slaps, the Windbreak City Special Affairs Bureau member who had come with her to monitor the bait’s movements couldn’t help but voice her concern.
Hearing the Bureau member’s question, Dao Yan first helped the child who had been bullied by the thugs to his feet, instructing him to stay put and not go anywhere. Only then did she turn to face the Bureau member, replying with utmost seriousness.
“Don’t worry. They’re just two insignificant thugs. There’s no way they could disrupt the plan we’ve laid out.”
“Are you sure? If the target notices this, he’ll definitely go into hiding and won’t make a move again for a long time.”
“I told you, relax. If the target really does appear anywhere near us, I’ll detect him immediately.”
Having heard the Bureau member’s concerns, Dao Yan—fully aware of her own strength—reassured her in this manner.
Hearing this, and knowing Dao Yan was an immensely powerful superhuman who wouldn’t make empty promises, the worry on the Bureau member’s face soon faded. She said, “Miss Dao Yan, I trust in your abilities.”
Secretly eavesdropping on some highly inappropriate conversation between the two bait figures on the small boat on the lake, Yan Qi’s sixth clone—the mermaid princess An Xiao Yu, who was hiding underwater monitoring them—suddenly wore an angry expression.
“Hmph, these two actually plan to do such a thing? How despicable. If it weren’t for the fact that you haven’t acted yet, and that I need you two as bait, I’d definitely haul you straight to the police station right now.”
Muttering this fiercely in her heart, she forcefully suppressed her anger. Remembering her mission wasn’t complete, An Xiao Yu continued hiding beneath the water’s surface. She listened to the commotion from the boat while pondering how to deal with those two bait figures once this was all over.
“It seems my clones aren’t having it easy right now. What a shame Aunt Bai Yuling said I’m too young and won’t let me participate. Otherwise, I could be out there fishing with my clones.”
Lying on the sofa in the Fifth Squad office, Yan Qi withdrew her focus from her clones and opened her eyes. She couldn’t help but think this to herself.
After this thought, too lazy to reach for her phone, Yan Qi looked up at the clock on the wall. Seeing it was almost time for her shift to end, she didn’t lounge around like before. Instead, she sat up from the sofa and stretched.
“Xiao Qi, are you done resting?”
Noticing Yan Qi’s movement, Shen An’an, who was nearly finished writing the mission report, looked up and asked.
Hearing Shen An’an’s question, Yan Qi promptly replied, “Yes, I’m well-rested now. Thank you for your concern, Sister Shen.”
“Since you’re done resting, Xiao Qi, do you want to grab a meal together in the cafeteria while we have time?”
“Go to the cafeteria? No need, Sister Shen. It’s already quite late. I’ll just go home and have the dinner my mom prepared.”
“Ah, Xiao Qi, can’t you be a little more flexible?”
Hearing Yan Qi decline her invitation, Shen An’an—who had long wanted a chance to have a meal alone with Yan Qi—still pressed on, unwilling to give up.
“Sorry, Sister Shen, but I really don’t dare skip my mom’s home-cooked dinner,” Yan Qi replied to Shen An’an in an apologetic tone.