CHAPTER 326: CHAPTER 308: I ONLY STAND ON THE SIDE OF THE VICTORS

"What? Suspect that I’m hiding someone here!" Xiao Lin put down the hairdryer, looking at Hassan’s expression in the mirror. The night wind brushed through his slightly longer hair, carrying the scent after a bath: "If you’re so uneasy, why did you call me over?"

"Jun Zhe’s in trouble!" Hassan moved to the window: "Right under your building. Tell me this wasn’t your doing!"

"It wasn’t!" Xiao Lin didn’t evade Hassan’s probing gaze: "I’m returning home tomorrow. Leave the items and you can go."

"Xiao Lin, I hope you’re on our side!"

"I only stand with the victors." Xiao Lin’s mouth drew a slight curve as he spoke with a smile.

After giving Xiao Lin a glance, Hassan placed the metal box on the table and walked out without a word. Staring at the box on the table, Xiao Lin was lost in thought. As an international superstar, he had many conveniences, like bypassing customs checks for flights and entry, and many more.

"Are you working for these people?" Miao Shaoqing stood surprised behind Xiao Lin: "Carrying forbidden items across borders, do you know what kind of crime that is?"

"Haha! It’s a capital crime!" His gentle eyes skimmed over Miao Shaoqing’s shocked face and gazed towards the sky: "Tomorrow there will be a special vehicle to pick you up. You can leave with my staff; they won’t overlook me."

"I must take the box!"

"I can’t give it to you," Xiao Lin said firmly.

"Do you know what’s in here?" Miao Shaoqing said in a low voice.

"Whatever it is, I can’t give it to you. It’s my only hope. Without it, people will die." Xiao Lin showed a sorrowful smile: "Military Doctor, you have many ways to get this box, but please don’t take it from me. Someone needs it more than you!"

"Just this once!" Finishing his sentence, Miao Shaoqing leapt out of the window. It was his first and last time.

In the Middle East, as long as you have money, you can find any type of woman you want. As long as you have money, you can make any type of woman do anything you want. In this patriarchal society, such rules of the game are everywhere.

Located in the center of Amman City is a man’s Heaven. It has the most beautiful women in the nation and countless dreams. Men are willing to spend lavishly here, just for a beautiful woman!

The Empress Palace, as its name implies, is grand. Gold as its base color shows off its luxury and arrogance, while black signifies its steadiness and mystery. Yet none of this can make the Empress Palace the most unique in all of Amman.

Here lies unrivaled treasure among others—a woman, a pure woman like an Angel. Snow-white skin without a trace of flaw; elegantly shaped legs pressed together. A long veil wraps her, her proud curves make men’s blood surge. Her luscious black hair contrasts with the white, tightly shut eyes, slightly curled lashes trembling.

She never speaks or smiles at you. She’s always asleep, asleep in a glass palace.

You can’t touch her, yet you can see her. Some once thought she was just a gimmick, a doll made of ceramics. But indeed, some have seen her awaken and move inside the room, doing things any normal person would do. You see all her daily life through the glass display, except she spends most of her time asleep.

Hua Qingyi stood before the display window, having watched this sleeping face for so long that he forgot who he was. He had seen many beautiful women, some even prettier than her, but he had never met a woman as pure as she. You might say, in a place that thrives on selling femininity, is there a woman who could be pure? Such an answer can’t be answered with certainty, but her purity is acknowledged.

Because when you are lucky enough to see her open her eyes and gaze at you, your soul seems pierced and cleansed; a feeling indescribable. Just like now, Hua Qingyi couldn’t explain the eyes meeting his eyes; dark as her hair, bottomless, possessing a magic to draw you in.

"Two hours ago!"

The casino was surrounded, and the police intervention made the scene chaotic. Hua Qingyi sat in the car, the site having been cleared, yet bullet marks were visible everywhere. Under the sealed boundary were shocking patches of red.

Hua Qingyi rapped his fingers on the steering wheel, feeling a bit of regret, a bit of annoyance, shouldn’t have let Miao Shaoqing go alone.

"Here!" Miao Shaoqing entered the car fifteen minutes later, holding three Silver Needles. "I found them on one of the bodies. There’s still much unhandled."

"The Military Doctor acted?" Only Shi Lian knew how to use Silver Needles. What exactly happened here?

"Probably!" Miao Shaoqing took out an electronic tablet: "The Military Doctor’s position has exceeded the tracking range. He must have discovered something."

"To the slums." Hua Qingyi thought for a moment and spoke directly. (To be continued. If you liked this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)