Chapter 103: Key
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 103: Key

After settling the rest of the seafood, Fatty washed his hands and sat down across from Jiang Cheng.

“Doctor,” Fatty began hesitantly, “You’re free now, right?”

Jiang Cheng leaned on the chair and picked his teeth. His other hand swiped through the short videos. The women in the video danced happily. His face slowly turned red. “They should be asleep at this hour. They won’t answer your calls…”

Fatty was confused. He reacted after a while. He quickly explained, “Doctor, I’m not talking about the rich ladies. I want to ask you… about the missions.”

Jiang Cheng provided the most basic respect when he heard the term mission. He turned off his phone and placed it on the table. After seeing this, Fatty also became serious. He straightened himself and leaned forward, “Doctor, I still have the same question. What does the clue represent? Who had it in the previous mission?”

Jiang Cheng raised his head. The way he looked at Fatty shifted. Fatty’s first reaction was to look away as if… he was hiding something.

“Continue.” Jiang Cheng lifted his chin with interest. His fingers that tapped the table stopped.

Fatty pressed his lips. He continued in a severe tone, “Since Zhang Yinyin physically searched the woman in the qipao’s body, it means the clues are something physical and not verbal messages. Plus, when she did this, the mission just started. Therefore, the clue was not found in the mission, but someone carried them into the mission.” He continued his analysis, “The thing should be small. Otherwise, Zhang Yinyin’s action of unbuttoning the qipao couldn’t be explained. The qipao is a tight-fitting outfit so if the thing was hidden by the woman, it should be very small or…”

Fatty suddenly stopped. He looked at Jiang Cheng with a complicated gaze.

“Or it’s extremely thin.” Jiang Cheng naturally continued. He leaned back and lay on the couch comfortably. From Fatty’s perspective, half of his face became hidden in the dark.

“Like…” He gestured with his hand, “A piece of paper.”

Fatty’s eyes trembled.

As he expecte

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