The Plough

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Chapter 194 - Chapter 185 Part 1

Yue Dingtang knew that someone was tailing him, but this was nothing new.

Ever since they took on the commission from He You'an in Shanghai, they had handled numerous cases, big and small.

Among them, destroying the Azure Dragon Society branch was something he could boast about for half a lifetime.

Since then, Yue Dingtang had gained a lot of experience.

If someone still saw him as an ordinary university professor, they would surely suffer.

But he said, Miss You also knew.

This was profound. Miss You, whom he had met by chance and fell in love with at first sight, was obviously a pampered girl.

Why would she know about someone tailing him?

As an idea flashed through Ling Shu's mind, he pretended to be angry and pushed through the crowd, quickly leaving the focus of attention. He circled around from behind and followed Yue Dingtang from a distance.

Sure enough, the man was still following Yue Dingtang in front of Ling Shu. But since Yue Dingtang was well prepared, he was unlikely to suffer any losses.

Ling Shu suddenly had a thought and turned around, striding towards the direction of the coffee shop.

Miss You was no longer there, and the seat was empty.

The waiter was clearing the cups and plates on the table. The commotion outside the coffee shop had disappeared, and the passersby had scattered to attend to their own business.

In a busy city like Hong Kong, who would be willing to delay their own affairs for unrelated matters?

Especially in a semi-colonial place like this, who would dare to meddle in other people's business?

Ling Shu followed the other direction of the door and indeed saw Miss You just leaving not far away. She didn't take the main road but instead walked towards a small alley next to it, in a hurry and without looking back.

Just as he was about to catch up, he saw a cap ahead of him also following her.

Another tracker.

Ling Shu remained calm and collected, not feeling anxious at all.

He didn't need to follow Miss You directly, as long as he followed the cap, he wouldn't lose her.

Miss You's anti-tracking skills were obviously much poorer than Yue Dingtang's, with her steps sometimes fast and sometimes slow, visibly nervous.

Ling Shu shook his head secretly. At this time, she should have taken the main road, but Miss You chose the small path to avoid being noticed. As a weak woman, she was even more likely to fall into a trap.

He didn't stop walking, and watched from a distance as the person in the duckbill cap met up with two others coming from different directions, preparing to surround Miss You.

Miss You was completely unaware.

She had a feeling that her situation wasn't entirely safe, but every time she looked back, she didn't see anyone suspicious. She thought that the people following her should prioritize tracking Yue Dingtang, so she believed she was safe for the time being.

Miss You let out a sigh of relief and prepared to head to the secret location she had previously arranged.

As the people on the road became fewer and fewer, the sound of little leather shoes echoed through the alley, making Miss You feel a bit uneasy.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from a nearby wooden door and grabbed her wrist!

Before Miss You could even scream, she was dragged behind the wooden door and her mouth was tightly covered, only a faint moan escaping through her fingers.

"Don't scream! I'm a friend of Old Yue!" Someone whispered in her ear, and the voice was very familiar.

The surname Yue made her stop struggling.

Miss You's chest was heaving, still in shock.

With the light coming in through the crack in the door, she recognized the person.

"You're the one from the café earlier..."

"It's me! There are three people following you, so don't make a sound!" Miss You's face turned pale.

She had only noticed one person, but she didn't expect there to be two more. 


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