Chapter 891: Chapter 891: None of Your Business, Get Out
After a long time, Ning Ruixin let out a deep sigh and set down the list in her hand: “What the heck is he trying to say? My brain’s just not working!”
In these three terrorist attacks, Ning Ruixin and Ning Yichen both believed that the planner was He Jingyao, and they also believed he was trying to convey some kind of message to them.
But after studying for several days, they still haven’t gotten anywhere.
“The question now is, what aspect of the message is he trying to tell us, and what exactly is the message?” Ning Yichen thought for a moment, “Al-Qaeda’s base in Country Z? Lawrence’s location? The distribution of Al-Qaeda personnel?”
Ning Ruixin mulled it over: “The content of this message can’t be too complicated. He’s under control and his knowledge of the situation is likely limited. Besides, he can’t convey too much information through these three terrorist attacks, or else he might get discovered.”
“And to conceal this message, he would mix in a lot of redundant information,” Ning Yichen thought and said, “So it’s even harder to find what he’s truly trying to tell us.”
Ning Ruixin picked up a map, showing the locations of these three terrorist attacks. She looked at it for a few minutes before putting it down, her tone slightly irritable: “Could we be overthinking this?”
Ning Yichen shook his head: “No, as long as these actions were planned by He Jingyao, he definitely wouldn’t miss the opportunity.”
“But I really can’t see it!” Ning Ruixin threw the materials in her hand exasperatedly, “He apparently overestimated my intelligence!”
At this moment, a servant stood at the door and said softly: “Miss, Young Master Shen is here.”
“What’s he here for?” Ning Ruixin snapped, “Just say I’m busy!”
Her voice had barely fallen when Shen Qiao’an walked in.
He wore casual clothes, his immaculate face showing no expression, his glass-like eyes glinting faintly, lightly falling upon her.
“Busy, huh?” The man’s thin lips curved with a hint of irony.
Ning Ruixin was recuperating at home, so her attire was quite simple, her shoulder-length hair casually tousled. Seeing Shen Qiao’an dressed so impeccably, she found him incredibly irritating.
She rolled her eyes: “I’m busy. Unnecessary people, please leave.”
The servant turned and left, but Shen Qiao’an walked towards her instead.
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“Brother-in-law.” Ning Yichen had always had a good relationship with Shen Qiao’an, greeting him naturally.
Shen Qiao’an gave him a faint smile before pulling out a chair to sit down: “What are you guys studying?”
Ning Ruixin hastily organized the messy materials on the table: “Shen Qiao’an, this is none of your business, get out, get out.”
But her hand was pressed down by Shen Qiao’an: “Maybe I can help.”
Ning Ruixin frowned, pulling her hand back. She had been engaged to this man for a long time, yet physical contact was rare. Being touch like that, she felt uneasy.
“Who knows if you’ll leak information?” Ning Ruixin clearly stated her distrust.
Ning Yichen was speechless: “Sis, Brother-in-law works in the military department, counter-terrorism is his job.”
Moreover, Ning Ruixin’s marriage to Shen Qiao’an was certain, and Shen Qiao’an would definitely stand by Ning Ruixin’s side. Ning Ruixin’s suspicion seemed completely unfounded.
Ning Ruixin knew this, but seeing that emotionless pretty face made her angry.