Daomu Biji: The Southern Archives

Chapter 29: Steven’s Plan

When he returned to the room, Zhang Haiyan was limp. She got the message, right? Now it all depends on her response.

Do you have any cigarettes? Zhang Haiyan asked Steven, while ignoring He Jianxi's cold look.

Steven looked at Zhang Haiyans face and said, Its so amazing. I knew what that woman said was true.

Do you have any cigarettes?

When Steven looked at a corner of the room, Zhang Haiyan walked over, found a pack of cigarettes, and lit one. Where did the swans father go? Zhang Haiyan asked him.

Steven laughed. Thats a joke. Miss Dong asked us to use this method, but we refused. The joke at that time was this puzzle. In fact, Im the only one who believes most of what she said.

Why didnt you tell me that all of the room numbers are gone?

Steven shook his hand. You were too anxious and wouldnt let me finish speaking. We need to communicate more.

Zhang Haiyan looked at He Jianxi. He didnt act rashly, did he? He Jianxi shook his head.

Zhang Haiyan wanted to cover Stevens mouth again, but Steven obviously didnt want that anymore and immediately said, Did you send the slip of paper to her?

Zhang Haiyan nodded, and Steven said, You should continue to send the second one now.

Zhang Haiyan looked out the window and began to play with Stevens guns and explosives.

As he was waiting for Miss Dongs feedback, the killers were getting closer and closer. At this time, their best bet was to go to the fourth floor and stay next to Miss Dong.

So far, these Americans couldnt tell who was who. As long as they made any kind of move on the fourth floor, the Americans would kill everyone.

He was about to sacrifice Steven since the man wanted to kill him any chance he got. Why dont I let him try to defend himself?

Steven could feel that Zhang Haiyan wanted to kill him, so he continued talking, When pursuing women, you have to express your feelings again and again. You cant stop.

Zhang Haiyan raised his hand and hit the back of Stevens head, knocking him out for the third time.

Will he die if you keep doing that? He Jianxi asked.

He wont die like this, Zhang Haiyan said. He was about to say more when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zhang Haiyan was taken aback and quickly dragged Steven to the blind spot behind the door while signaling He Jianxi to hide behind the curtain.

He held the table knife in a reverse grip as he stood behind the closed door and asked in English, Who is it?

The sailor on the other side said, Im here to deliver an invitation card.

"I dont need it.

It doesnt matter. You only need to take one look at it and sign it.

Zhang Haiyan lay down on the ground and saw a pair of leather shoes through the door crack.

Im taking a shower, He said. You may slide the invitation card through the door crack.

Yes, sir. A piece of paper was slid into the room. Zhang Haiyan picked it up and the sailor left.

Based on the sound of his footsteps, he seemed like an ordinary person. Zhang Haiyan breathed a sigh of relief and opened the card, which turned out to be an invitation to a ball.

And the host of the ball was Miss Dong.

The line of ink appeared a little smeared when the card was opened, indicating that the ink hadnt dried yet. The invitation had just been written.

Miss Dong, who had stayed behind closed doors, was about to hold a ball immediately after receiving a letter from him.

Zhang Haiyan smiled. This Miss Dong certainly moved very fast. He had written in his note that Miss Dong should respond to him by holding a banquet. It seemed that she had believed in the sincerity of his note.

He and Miss Dong would be at the banquet, where they would look for opportunities to meet each other.

He opened Steven's wardrobe and started looking for an evening suit.