"Master, are you really going? We don't even know who they are. What if this is a trap laid for you?"
"Others may indeed warrant caution, but Butler Tang has worked with me many times. Aside from bringing up the Undercover Police Detective Chief matter last time, she usually says very little and only provides intelligence. She is someone who truly gets things done. Besides, as a vigilante who has killed more than twenty wanted criminals, I can only benefit them, not harm them."
"Then are you really planning to accept the position of Undercover Police Detective Chief?"
Ji Qinglin nodded. "This is a rare opportunity to investigate the chairman's affairs. Besides, becoming an undercover cop means I'll have one foot through the door of the legitimate world."
At two-thirty the following afternoon, Ji Qinglin went alone to the Suffering Realm Cafe.
The cafe stood in a rather unique location, high above one corner of the bustling city. One building separated the dazzling lights of the commercial district to the left from the modest contentment of the residential quarter to the right.
As Ji Qinglin climbed up to the cafe, he actually felt a faint trace of nervousness. Though it was no longer that era, this feeling of meeting an online friend still stirred a little anticipation in him.
Would she be a hulking man with chest hair a foot thick? Or a kindly old man whose face was piled high with wrinkles?
With equal parts anticipation and caution, Ji Qinglin swept his gaze over the hall as soon as he entered.
He did not spot his target at first glance. Strictly speaking, even several more glances would have made no difference, because practically everyone in the hall was wearing sunglasses!
Hiss. Was this some kind of vision association