MWC – Chapter 151 Seeking Comfort and Consolation

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In the deep courtyard of the mansion on Hepu Road, by the blue pool on a milky white lounge chair, Pamela looked helplessly at Lu Ming leaning on her shoulder.

However, this man was experiencing the most serious crisis since she had known him. Not only his career was at stake, but he might also face imprisonment.

For the past few days, she had canceled all her plans to stay at home with him.

Although she wasn’t sure if his request for “comfort” was genuine, she had no choice but to go along with it for now.

At this critical moment in his campaign, his campaign office had temporarily halted all activities, and the Free Forces Club under his name had been temporarily shut down, banning all club members from gathering.

A young detective named Sha Dahai, who was also implicated, had been suspended and frequently called. She had gathered some information from these calls.

It seemed that a member of the Free Forces Club, nicknamed “Catfish,” had shot and killed a wealthy businessman and four border commissioners. Another border commissioner was in a severe coma and might remain a vegetable.

The guy called “Catfish” had died in an “accident” during the club’s military training, with his face blown to bits.

Sha Dahai hinted that the special investigation team suspected Catfish’s real targets were the five border commissioners and that someone was orchestrating everything behind the scenes.

The robbery and murder of the businessman were just a cover for the real motive.

The case was extremely sensational, and even though the media was kept in the dark, some outlets had managed to piece together shocking details. Most referred to the true mastermind of this bloodbath as “L,” which was the initial of this man’s surname.

Moreover, it was heard that the case was initially handed over to some office of the Grand Procuratorate, an office her man had worked for. Now, a new special investigation team was formed, and even the original office director, named Jordan, had been temporarily suspended.

Pamela’s thoughts wandered as she glanced at the man resting on her snow-white shoulder, and she sighed softly. Her delicate face turned slightly, slowly pressing against his cheek.

Despite his increasing absurdity at this moment, under his request, another girl, Hanzhu, was cleaning his ears with a fluffy stick, making him moan softly in pleasure.

Bess kept walking in and out, occasionally standing by curiously watching the three of them.

Normally, she would have already pushed the man leaning on her away or scolded Bess to go back inside. But now, she didn’t have the heart to care. She just enjoyed what might be the last moments of warmth and peace.

“Ah…” Lu Ming gasped, too comfortable from the small fluffy stick moving in his ear, feeling like it was scratching his soul. Hanzhu’s gentle, skillful movements, practiced since childhood, were impeccable.

And on the left lounge chair, Hanzhu, with her delicate and graceful classical beauty, wore an elegant green lotus dress, her high black hairdo like an ancient queen. On the right, a sexy blonde in a black bikni with curves that were devilishly seductive.

Lying on her silky white shoulder for comfort, her delicate face still pressed close, while the small stick gently moved in his ear.

Lu Ming shivered and pulled the blanket over himself.

He suddenly noticed Bess standing a few meters away, curiously watching the three of them, making him laugh and cry, “Why do you keep coming and going?”

Sensing Lu Ming about to sit up, Pamela and Hanzhu separated from him and sat up straight.

“Nothing.” Bess shook her head, sighed softly, and walked back to the big house with her hands behind her back.

Lu Ming was speechless, not knowing what she was sighing about. This little adult always seemed to be thinking about something.

Looking at his sides, one with a shy and charming Oriental princess, and the other with a devilishly sexy blonde in a bikini, the contrasting allure was overwhelming.

Luckily, there were no male creatures in this mansion besides Uncle Sun, who always stayed in the front courtyard.

Black slaves were ranked from big black to over twenty.

These slaves also ranged from Luo One to over ten.

From armed guards to handymen, all were female.

Otherwise, this tantalizing scene by the pool wouldn’t be so good if seen by others.

Of course, even the women were mostly not allowed in the backyard, especially near the pool, except for Luo One to Luo Four.

“Hanzhu, when will my ginseng soup complete a course of treatment?” Lu Ming asked sheepishly.

Before Hanzhu could answer, Luo One hurried over and reported from afar, “Sir, your telegram, Uncle Sun has retrieved it.”

Lu Ming sighed, “No peace, huh?”

The two slips of paper brought by Luo One were not telegram sheets but densely written transcriptions of telegram content.

Lu Ming sat upright, his expression serious, as he picked up the paper to read.

It was a telegram from his investigator sent to Linhe City, Longbei Province.

The investigator had sent the telegram in code, which was received and translated before being sent to a designated location for Uncle Sun to pick up.

For Uncle Sun, facing gunfire was impossible, but it was also extremely unlikely that anyone could follow him without being noticed.

The telegram said they had found Old Catfish’s home, where more than a dozen family members were living well. Ten days ago, just before the bloodbath, someone from the south had brought a large sum of money and an address, instructing them to send a telegram to this address, stating clearly that they received 2,000 silver dollars.

Northern 2,000 silver dollars equaled 20,000 imperial currency.

The investigator also mentioned that Old Catfish’s family was told not to reveal the money to anyone, but he managed to get this information by disclosing some key details about Old Catfish.

Lu Ming pondered over the telegram.

Indeed, Old Catfish was his assassin, but Old Catfish would have known he would almost certainly die from the job, whether at the hands of the investigators or Lu Ming himself.

Thus, he needed a large sum of money for his family to agree to the job.

However, Lu Ming wouldn’t leave a trace by transferring the money to his account, so he had it delivered directly to his family.

Moreover, he warned Old Catfish’s family with his life not to disclose the money.

But surely, the special investigation team would soon send people north to trace Old Catfish’s family, and they would eventually find them.

And they would find a way to extract this information from them.

Although it would be full of twists, the investigation team would figure it out.

Even when the investigation team found Old Catfish’s family, they might be in the process of being hunted.

He looked at the sending address, the fake address used to send the confirmation telegram about the money.

The address was “East Sea 97th Post and Telecommunications Office, transferred to Jing’an Community 999 Building, security code 397456.”

Obviously, this address was fake. The telegram would be undeliverable, but the person with the security code could retrieve it from the post office by providing this fake address.

In East Sea, encrypted telegrams were expensive, often involving commercial secrets, so the address could be fictitious. The recipient with the security code and the fake address could pick up the telegram, a necessity for privacy protection given current communication conditions.

And the telegram sent by Old Catfish’s family would have already been picked up, likely by someone resembling Old Catfish.

This plan had been in motion for a long time.

Lu Ming silently pondered.

After a long while, he stood up and smiled at Pamela and Hanzhu, “Why are you all staring at me? It’s fine! Continue with what you were doing.”

It seemed they had been silently watching him with concern while he was deep in thought.

“We’re not worried about you! You can solve any problem!” Pamela smiled, her deep blue eyes showing faint worry.

Lu Ming laughed, “Really?” Looking at her nearly uncovered enticing white body with its seductive silver belly button ring, he felt a slight warmth, cleared his throat, and turned to see Hanzhu staring at him. Lu Ming smiled, “Don’t let Pamela scare you. Don’t you trust me? We fled all the way here, and you always had great confidence in me. Don’t worry, okay?”

Hanzhu nodded gently, “Yes, master, you will definitely be fine.”

Lu Ming smiled, walked toward the house, and glanced at the two, feeling unsure.

Especially seeing Hanzhu lower her head sadly, seemingly blaming herself for not being able to help her master.

…

In his study, Lu Ming wrote a letter, sealed it with wax, and asked Luo One to take it to the gatehouse for Uncle Sun.

When he came out of the study, he saw little Bess standing at the door, tilting her head and looking at him.

Lu Ming found it amusing and clapped his hands, “Come here!”

Bess immediately cheered, threw herself into Lu Ming’s arms, and looked up, her beautiful blue eyes full of concern, “Uncle, you’ll be fine, right?”

Apparently, although no one had told her anything, she was smart enough to sense that her uncle seemed to be in big trouble.

“It’s fine!” Lu Ming kissed her smooth golden hair, “Don’t worry! Go play!”

“I don’t… I want to stay with uncle. Uncle is unhappy…” Before Bess could finish, she glanced to the left, stuck out her tongue, and whispered, “Uncle, I’m leaving…”

Lu Ming looked to the side, it was Hanzhu, oh no, with a heroic aura and slightly raised eyebrows, it was Bizhu.

Seeing Bess timidly hiding behind him, then sneaking away, he couldn’t help but find it amusing.

Bess often secretly tried to bring Kuroki Saori to play with her, feeling sorry for her, and Bizhu had caught her several times.

Although Bizhu hadn’t punished her, Bess now acted like a mouse in front of a cat whenever she saw her.

“Hanzhu asked me to come…” Bizhu suddenly said.

Lu Ming was stunned.

“She seems to know of my existence and knows how to talk to me. She suddenly spoke to me and woke me up just now.”

Lu Ming nodded, feeling a bit sad.

Poor Hanzhu, sigh…

“Master…”

Lu Ming waved his hand, “Probably won’t need you, at least not now. Of course, we also need to be ready to flee.”

Bizhu was stunned. Lu Ming laughed, “I’m joking.”

Bizhu was speechless, looking helplessly at her master, and finally sighed softly, “I also know that in such matters, my ability to help the master is limited.”

Lu Ming smiled, “Don’t underestimate yourself. You’re my trump card. I won’t use you until the crucial moment!”

“The first time I see you so dejected, come, give me a hug, let master comfort you!” Lu Ming opened his arms.

Bizhu rolled her eyes, turned, and left, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.