Then, a force slammed into her waist, she was kicked back to the ground, her body arching like a shrimp in pain.
Chen Yan flicked his hand, throwing a dagger onto the floor.
Mao was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and after a moment she regained her composure.
She opened her eyes and looked around, confirming she was in a hotel room.
Only it wasn’t her room.
"Don’t talk about me, let’s talk about you." Chen Yan said coldly.
"I, what?" Mao shook her head, "I just, just wanted to leave here, you kidnapped me back..."
"Leave? Steal my car to leave?" Chen Yan sneered.
"I didn’t know that was your car." Mao shook her head, "I just randomly picked a car in the garage."
Chen Yan sighed, then picked up a glass of wine and splashed it on the woman’s face.
The wound smeared with alcohol caused the woman’s face to contort in pain.
"A car thief would carry a weapon ?" Chen Yan kicked the dagger on the ground.
"I’m a girl, I need some self-defense weaponry."
Chen Yan raised an eyebrow, "I think you don’t quite understand the situation. So I might need to help you get it clear—answer my questions honestly, or else, I’m not the kind who hesitates to harm women."
"Today you approached me twice purposely, trying to befriend me. Then at night, I suffered an attack.
And you just happened to steal my car to escape.
All of this, I don’t believe it’s a coincidence."
"I don’t know what you’re talking abou...ah!!"
A scream rang out as Chen Yan, with a cold expression, gripped her wrist, giving it a slight twist, causing her wrist to bend at a strange angle.
"I told you, I won’t be softhearted just because you’re a woman. If you’re willing to suffer, we can continue to play this game."
"Aren’t you afraid of committing a crime? This is a crime, my shouting will attract other guests and hotel staff..."
"Then scream, scream loudly." Chen Yan shook his head.
Mao was stunned, starting to realize something was wrong.
Finally, after her expression changed several times, she spoke softly, "I mean no harm, I just wanted to use you a little, I wouldn’t hurt your life."
"Continue." Chen Yan nodded, pulling a chair to sit beside Mao.
"I...I admit, I purposely approached you, twice.
Once in the café, once in the bar.
I did it intentionally, for those secretly watching me to see. Make them think I have a connection with you, well, to be precise, to make them think you’re my contact, then..."
"Then divert their attention, and you take the opportunity to escape?" Chen Yan shook his head, "Drag me into the mess like that?"
"I observed you, the first night you checked in, I saw you in the hotel lobby driving a Mercedes G-Class, you should be a wealthy person. It fits the identity profile of the target for my deal, so..."
"What deal? What contact?"
"I..." Mao hesitated, "This is my business, actually nothing to do with you, if you let me go, I can..."
Chen Yan’s response was a slap.
"Let me guess, the deal you’re talking about must be something that can’t see the light of day, right?
Arms? Drugs? Corporate secrets? Or information from some spy?"
Chen Yan stared at Mao’s expression, actually observing with his Qi Observation Skill.
"So you just randomly find an ordinary person, regardless of whether you’d drag me into this mess." Chen Yan stared at the woman, a hint of anger in his eyes.
Damn it, he was unnecessarily dragged into this trouble!
No matter what kind of deal or scheme, it had nothing to do with him!
This woman set up an elaborate deception, using an innocent person to divert attention... but if an ordinary person encountered such a situation, what would happen to them?
Even for himself, an unworldly cultivator, encountering such things wouldn’t be troublesome?
Chen Yan pondered for a moment and directly used a "Talisman Order: Truth Talisman" from the Cloud Sect’s Talisman Art on Mao.
After more than ten minutes, Chen Yan finally extracted the information he wanted from Mao’s mouth.
It wasn’t all smooth though... the Cloud Sect’s Talisman Art had defects, Chen Yan didn’t entirely trust this art, obviously, personnel like Mao who had special training had some resistance to such Truth Talismans.
Even after being hit with a Truth Talisman, Mao, during the confession, remained resistant, at times even managing to overcome her own will...
But Chen Yan was not lenient...
Finally, after obtaining the information he wanted, Chen Yan coldly looked at the woman on the ground, then picked up a towel to wipe his blood-stained hands.
He had no sentiments of pity for the weak!
Regardless of man or woman, he only acknowledged one principle: if the other side intends to harm him, he would not show mercy!
Chen Yan couldn’t be bothered to remember Mao’s name, she was from Mao Country.
She belonged to a certain organization’s professional staff, acquiring some secret evidence of a Mao Country oligarch—of course, don’t think of her as some righteous messenger, she was not.
The acquisition of these secret evidences was not to hand them over to the authorities, bringing the criminal to justice—not at all.
She was simply sent by a rival faction of the said oligarch’s entity.
However, Mao was cunning, she clearly wasn’t someone with professional ethics; after obtaining the items, she planned to play both sides, trying to profit doubly.