Yu Yi looked at him, not asking how he would handle the situation, assuming he had a plan. She simply said softly, “Thank you.
Meng Qing shrugged, “Don’t thank me. Since I’ve already received two-thirds of the mission payment, I might as well see it through!
Yu Yi hid in a concealed spot, watching Meng Qing walk to the living room door, hands gripping the doorknob, slowly pulling it open. In this instant, winter sunlight burst directly inside, spilling onto him. Meng Qing stood in a narrow, bright beam of light, turning towards her hidden corner, winking at her with his right eye. Then his eyes suddenly became lifeless, gazing blankly into space.
The door, following its momentum, slowly opened to both sides.
Seconds later, Tu Feibaí awoke, looking around in surprise, then seeming to remember something as he lowered his head to check the area on his chest where he should have been injured.
“Be careful, he might shoot!”
Tu Feibaí was startled, instinctively gripping his gun and turning towards the soldiers outside with loaded weapons. Before he could even question which unit they were from, he was riddled with gunfire, his body staggering backwards from the bullet impacts, blood splattering onto the wallpaper behind him.
Before Tu Feibaí fell, Yu Yi returned to the white room. The divine voice said: “This mission is successfully completed.”
Chapter 33: Village Scoundrel (1)
Returning from Tu Feibaí’s mansion to the quiet white room, the deafening gunfire vanished in an instant, yet the sound of gunshots seemed to continue ringing in her ears.
Yu Yi steadied herself, listening as the divine voice continued: “Mission reward is 3 points, if split with Meng Qing…”
Yu Yi said: “Divine Lord, it should be two-thirds.”
“Two-thirds?”
Yu Yi nodded: “Yes.”
“…Alright, your reward should be 1 point. After deducting your purchases, you ultimately receive 651 points.”
Yu Yi, who had previously calculated the reward, was surprised: “Shouldn’t it be 62 points?”
“Those infrared glasses are considered necessary equipment for completing the mission and can be reimbursed.”
“Then the drug to make those two soldiers forget I attacked them should also be reimbursable, right?”
“Hmm… alright, it can be reimbursed. So your mission reward is 851 points. You still owe me 279 points…”
“Divine Lord.”
“What? Do you have more to reimburse?”
“You’re not actually a divine being, are you?”
“Ah, you figured it out?”
“How did you guess?”
