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Winter night, Linjiang Mansion.

This is an upscale residential area.

In the garden, moonlight gently sprinkled, and the artificial hill and flowing water were also draped in a layer of soft silver gauze.

Not far in front of the entrance, there was also a waterside pavilion, with clear water slightly rippling under the bright moonlight, reflecting the grass, buildings, and occasionally a few fish would pop up to the surface, releasing a bubble.

If one were to walk along the main avenue of the neighborhood garden, it would require a significant detour.

Lin Chuan habitually took a shortcut.

He walked on a path paved with delicate cobblestones, flanked by tall trees and randomly planted with unknown small flowers.

The Little Landlady and he usually took this path home.

"The lights are a bit dim tonight."

As Lin Chuan walked, he looked up to see, at a familiar spot, a street lamp above a tall tree dimly on, emitting a faint light as if it could go out at any time.

It must have broken today; the property management hadn't repaired it yet.

Lin Chuan stopped walking, and to the left ahead, there was another lamp, also dim.

Thus, under the moonlight, Lin Chuan's visibility to the left was far less bright than to the right.

Lin Chuan frowned.

Being inherently cautious, his caution had only increased after learning about the multi-million bounty the Baisheng Group had placed on him.

Any small disturbance caught his attention, and he would consider whether someone might be lurking.

Similarly, Lin Chuan's alertness immediately heightened at this moment.

Bright to the right, dark to the left.

As an agent and assassin, Lin Chuan was very aware that this kind of situation was perfect for a stealth attack.

And this location, with the cobblestone path and tall trees providing cover, was relatively concealed; if an assassin could manage a quick strike, it would likely not cause much commotion.

As for the property management's security patrols, Lin Chuan couldn't count on them.

At the "multi-million bounty" level, even the arrival of the police might not be effective.

Lin Chuan knew that in the world of assassins, skills like weaponry and fighting were everyone's forte, with amazing proficiency.

At this moment,

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes, surreptitiously scanning his surroundings, his walking pace unchanged, his mind fully prepared.

If someone made a move, he would respond with the quickest and strongest counterattack.

He was cautious, yet he also felt anticipation.

It was a contradictory mindset.

He had wanted to lead a normal life, but upon learning about Baisheng Group's 'multi-million bounty,' a sense of anticipation had ignited within him.

He not only wanted to obliterate Baisheng Group but also looked forward to clashing with some of the world's top assassins.

One could say he was itching for a challenge.

Until now, he had only been the King of Killers in the Virtual World.

In the real world, he hadn't racked up true combat achievements.

This time, perhaps, he could test his genuine level.

However,
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he ended up disappointed and slightly relieved.

Because he had made it through this stretch of the cobblestone path without noticing anything unusual around him, let alone a person, he hadn't even seen a rat's shadow.

Lin Chuan chuckled and shook his head: "Anticipated a scene for nothing."

Then,

he entered the main gate, went through facial recognition, and pressed the upward button for the elevator.

This was a dual-elevator layout.

The elevator on the right had already broken down in the afternoon, as notified specifically in the property group; currently, maintenance staff were still repairing it, so the right-side elevator was temporarily out of service.

Single elevator operation means a longer wait time.

Fortunately, at that moment, the elevator was descending from the 26th floor.

During the wait, Lin Chuan also replied to a message from the Little Landlady.

The Little Landlady asked him where he was.

Lin Chuan casually took a photo and replied: "At the first-floor elevator area."

"Okay, when you get back I'll give you a massage and run a bath, you've been busy all day./resting.jpg," the Little Landlady cheerily said.

"Sounds good."

A knowing smile spread across Lin Chuan's face.

At that moment, the elevator had reached the 5th floor.

4, 3, 2, 1.

The elevator didn't stop but continued downward to the basement floor.

The basement floor was the parking garage.

Ding.

The elevator stopped on the basement level, and shortly after, it ascended and the doors opened on the first floor.

Lin Chuan put away his phone, tucked it into his pocket.

He lifted his eyes and walked into the elevator.

At that moment, the elevator contained a man and a woman, perhaps just returning from a bar or some other worldly place, reeking of alcohol, filling the entire elevator with the strong smell.

Lin Chuan held his breath, frowning slightly, his finger pressing the button for the 30th floor.

The woman, Lin Chuan had seen her before.

He vaguely remembered, she was a resident of the 32nd floor.

As for this man, Lin Chuan hadn't seen him around Linjiang Mansion before.

Lin Chuan took a couple of glances.

The woman was tipsy, her face flushed from drinking; her heavy makeup obscured her natural features, and her breath also stank of alcohol.

She completely disregarded Lin Chuan's presence, holding onto the man's tie with one hand, her head nestled on his shoulder, occasionally biting his earlobe and nuzzling with her nose.

Their relationship seemed very intimate.

The man, dressed in a suit, was indeed handsome, about the same height as Lin Chuan, but through the suit, it was evident that his muscle definition was more pronounced than Lin Chuan's.

Lin Chuan was the type who looked lean when dressed but muscular when undressed.

This man, however, had muscles that exploded, filling out the suit, giving off the exact look of a "suit thug."

Based on his appearance, with a high and straight nose bridge, prominent cheekbones, fair skin, and blue eyes, he was likely a European man.

This man had also been drinking; there was a wet spot on his collar. With one arm around the woman's waist, his hand was indecently moving up and down.