Rebirth and Revenge: The Young Lady is Actually a Top Killer

Qi Miao's question instantly aroused the vigilance of the three people traveling with him.

Yao Shujing wanted to delay choosing the floor, but suddenly found that the number "15" was already lit.

She sobered up immediately and nervously held Qi Miao's arm tightly: "Um, little sister...is your room on the 15th floor?"

Jiang Siyue was secretly cursing himself, "When will I ever be able to change my bad habit of talking faster than my brain?" and for a moment he didn't know how to respond to Qi Miao's words.

Yao Shujing's sudden question cleverly helped her out of this predicament.

"Yes, 1507." So she simply gave out her room number.

Who would have thought that if he hadn't reported it, he wouldn't have known about it. Once he reported it, he would have been shocked.

"1507? What a coincidence! We live in the two rooms opposite yours!" An Nan exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Siyue smiled slightly: "Really? That's indeed a coincidence."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Miao, who had not received a direct answer, suddenly raised her hand and pinched the corner of her clothes, and asked abruptly: "Sister Jiang?"

Her tone was not tentative, and even contained a basic sense of affirmation.

Jiang Siyue's eyebrows twitched, and in an instant he made up a perfect excuse to play dumb in his mind.

However, before she could start to "quibble", Qi Miao had already interrupted her "casting".

"Sister Jiang, is it really you?! When my brother told me the whole story two days ago and said that you were still alive, I thought he was just trying to cheer me up!"

After hearing this, Yao Shujing and the other two were all stunned. They couldn't understand how the stranger they met by chance in the elevator turned out to be their good friend's sister in just one minute? ?

The elevator quickly reached the fifteenth floor with no one getting on or off.

Looking at Qi Miao's hands clenching the corner of his clothes, Jiang Siyue hesitated for a moment but still did not deny it.

She pushed the box out of the car and made a final struggle to the little girl who followed her: "Miao Miao, don't tell your brother that you have seen me."

Qi Miao was stunned: "Ah? Why?"

Jiang Siyue raised his hand and patted her head, saying softly: "Just listen to me, children should not ask too many questions about adult matters."

"Well... okay," Qi Miao could only curl her lips, "But my brother doesn't know that my friends and I flew to America."

"Sister Jiang, if you run into him later, don't tell him you saw me here!"

Jiang Siyue nodded and agreed: "Okay, we will keep it a secret from each other."

"Uh-huh!"

The two of them stood outside the door of Room 1507. Jiang Siyue tilted his head towards the opposite room and said, "Okay, go back and rest."

"Be careful when you go out to play. If you run into trouble you can come to me. Do you remember how to knock on the door?"

Qi Miao smiled and said, "Remember! Thank you, Sister Jiang. Good night, Sister Jiang!"

Jiang Siyue smiled without saying anything until she saw Qi Miao and Yao Shujing, who was waiting for her by the door of Room 1510, enter the room together. Then she slowly moved her eyes away.

Looked at 1508 next to them.

Almost at the same time, the almost imperceptible gap in the door closed gently, with only a faint sound of locking.

Jiang Siyue's eyes turned cold, and then returned to normal in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

He immediately swiped his card to enter the room and closed the door behind him.

With a "click", the spacious corridor returned to silence.

About five seconds later, the door of 1508 was opened again.

In the narrow gap, a mechanical female voice floated out: "Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off. Sorry, the subscriber you..."

……

The next day at ten o'clock in the morning, Yide Group.

People were coming and going in Gao Wei's bright company lobby. A young secretary in a light blue suit was jogging along with documents in her arms and high heels.

Just as she was about to run out of the company door, the left heel of her shoe suddenly broke!

Fang Xun screamed subconsciously, and his body immediately fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The passers-by around her were unable to react in time and saw the woman about to fall down in dismay.

But at this moment, a green shadow suddenly flashed out from the revolving door not far away, and instantly hugged Fang Xun around the waist and lifted him up steadily.

"Secretary Fang, are you okay?"

Two years have passed, and Fang Xun has not changed much. Jiang Siyue recognized her at a glance.

Secretary Fang, who had started off badly, found out that the other party was speaking Shenzhou dialect, but he didn't find it strange. He just kept waving his hands: "No, no, no, it's okay. Thank you!"

Jiang Siyue shook her head to show that she was welcome, and then pointed at her "lame" high heels: "Do you... want someone to send down a pair of flat shoes?"

"Ah? No, no! I can go upstairs and change into a pair myself!" Fang Xun looked at the strange girl in front of him who was obviously of a noble status with an expression of "I don't deserve it".

I thought to myself, we are all slaves, who would have the time to go out of their way to deliver shoes to me, a high-level slave?

She could only sigh inwardly that she had been so unlucky recently, but she smiled and thanked Jiang Siyue again.

After thanking them, she decisively took off her high heels and held them in her hand, ignoring the gazes of the people around her, and returned to the elevator the same way she came.

Not until Fang Xun's back disappeared around the corner did Jiang Siyue finally withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the reception desk.

——It’s not that she didn’t want to go up with Fang Xun, it’s just that Yide’s visiting mechanism was too strict.

A stranger like Ms. Jiang cannot pass through the gate without registration and will be stopped by the machine at the gate, triggering a red light alarm throughout the company.

Except that the person will not die on the spot, its nature is actually no different from Zero's defense device.

But "social death" is also death.

What’s even more terrifying is that she actually made this kind of low-level mistake four years ago.

As the saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years." Since then, Jiang Siyue often thinks of that day...

Forget it, she didn't want to think about it at all.

The past was too hard to recall. Jiang Siyue shook off the goose bumps on her body without leaving a trace, and then came to the reception desk.

"Hello, I'm looking for your boss Shen." She tapped the table with her fingers, and the language system automatically switched to the international version.

The receptionist was a native of Shinliton, and she spoke Chinese, or Shenzhou dialect, surprisingly well: "Hello, ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

She took the initiative to communicate in Chinese, and Jiang Siyue was not too surprised: "Yes. Just call her assistant directly."

"...Okay," the receptionist seemed a little hesitant, but still picked up the phone, "May I ask your name?"

Jiang Siyue: "Jiang, Jiang from all over the world."

Front desk lady: “?”

Is this some special code word? Or is it some Shenzhou dialect that she simply hasn't learned?

The receptionist respected the request but couldn't understand it, and was afraid that changing the notes without permission would mislead others.

So after some silent consideration, she finally repeated Jiang Siyue's words word for word.

Although he didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, when he saw the increasingly confused expression on the receptionist's face, Jiang Siyue knew that the code was correct.

"Okay, okay... um, okay, I'll take her there right away," the receptionist hung up the phone, stood up and walked out of the reception desk, "Ms. Jiang, our boss is waiting for you in the reception room, please follow me."

Jiang Siyue said happily: "Okay, thank you for your help."

The receptionist gave her a standard professional smile, then led her smoothly through the turnstile and took the elevator to the top floor.

The guests who can meet with the boss in the reception room on the top floor must be of high status, and the receptionist is naturally well aware of this.

So after sending the person there, she immediately slipped back to her post.

Jiang Siyue didn't care about the way the receptionist ran away like she was being chased by a ghost. Because from the moment she entered the office area, her eyes had been on the woman in white by the window of the reception area.

"Ze Lan, long time no see."