"Although you predicted it, sending No. 6 to stop Gong Zhe is still..." The cowboy hesitated, a strange look flitting across his eyes, "too risky."

"How is he?" the cowboy pressed.

"Don't know." The lazy voice came again. "The phone hasn't been working for half an hour, but I think we'd better not disturb them. After all, it's a father-son reunion, and it's reasonable for them to say some heartfelt words, isn't it?"

About a dozen kilometers away from the villa, in a town, on the second floor of a cafe, by the window, a boy dressed as a middle school student tilted his head to look out the window.

The setting sun slanted, and the afterglow dyed the sky blood red. Several playing cards lay on the table, bathed in a fading ray of sunshine.

In the light and shadow, the figures on the playing cards seemed to come alive.

...

Leaving was smoother than expected. Although they encountered several police cordons, they were only questioned briefly and then allowed to leave without any trouble.

This further confirmed that the Night Watch's target was Loho, Fu Fu, and their party, and of course, Pi Ruan.

These people are members of Scarlet.

"Phew—"

Back in Rong City, Fatty slumped onto the sofa, still unable to stop the lingering fear. The previous experience felt like a dream. He thought they were going to crash this time.

Huai Yi was worried about the little madams in the villa, so he left first.

Only Lin Wan'er, Jiang Cheng, and Fatty were left in the studio.

Everyone's mood seemed to be down because of Pi Ruan's matter. Fatty wanted to say something several times, but in the end, he chose to shut his mouth and honestly went to the kitchen to prepare food.

But after taking out the fried steak, only Jiang Cheng was left on the sofa. "Where did Boss Lin go?" Fatty asked, craning his neck. The first fried steak was for her.

"Someone was looking for her," Jiang Cheng said. "Seems like a business matter."

So, dinner was just Jiang Cheng and Fatty.

With Boss Lin gone, Fatty was less inhibited and quickly asked, "Doctor, how could Pi Ruan be involved with Loho and them? Also, don't Loho and them have Night Watcher IDs? Why are they arresting their own people?"

Jiang Cheng put a piece of cut steak in his mouth, chewed slowly, and said, "They knew each other before, and having an ID doesn't mean they're Night Watchers."

"You mean...they're not Night Watchers, they're...Scarlet!" Fatty's voice changed. The first thing Fatty thought of when the Night Watch made such a fuss was them.

Originally, they were causing trouble under the name of Scarlet, but they unexpectedly ran into real Scarlet, and three of them at that.

The strangest thing was that they were impersonating Scarlet, and Scarlet was impersonating the Night Watch.

A thought suddenly surfaced in Fatty's mind. It would be even more interesting if Zhao Xingguo and his party were Night Watchers. Then they could add another layer: Night Watchers impersonating ordinary people attracted by the website.

Everyone is acting, and their identities can even form a closed loop.

But none of that mattered now. What really mattered was Pi Ruan's identity. Fatty hesitated for a moment before tentatively asking, "Doctor, you've known Pi Ruan for a while, right?"

Jiang Cheng picked up his coffee cup and took a sip. It was still the familiar formula, the taste of a 50-cent packet of instant coffee exploding on his tongue. "Yeah, it's been a few years."

"I know what you want to ask." Jiang Cheng put down his cup and said, "For some time now, I've always felt that someone was watching me. Now it seems that it was Pi Ruan."

A moment later, Fatty's eyes widened, revealing a look of sudden realization, and at the same time, a slightly disappointed expression. "Doctor, did you ever suspect me too?"

Fatty was just slow to react, not really stupid. Besides, as long as you were a normal person, you could connect the dots.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng shook his head.

Seeing this, Fatty's face regained its color.

"Not just in the past," Jiang Cheng said. "Now too, but I haven't found any direct evidence yet. Don't worry, give me some more time."

Fatty: "Doctor, I swear I'm really a good person. Like Boss Lin, I'm wholeheartedly good to you."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng's wrist trembled, and the coffee almost spilled.

"Doctor, what's wrong?" Fatty stood up and asked with concern, "I used to be a caregiver. That twitch of yours just now was similar to a client I once cared for. Oh, right, he had a cerebral thrombosis, and it would get blocked at any time."

"It's nothing." Jiang Cheng glanced at Fatty meaningfully, then withdrew his gaze and continued to eat the steak on his plate.

After chatting with the doctor about this and that, Fatty also felt tired, so he cleaned up the plates and utensils and took them to the kitchen to wash.

When he came back, he found that there was no one downstairs. Fatty wiped his hands and went upstairs to call the doctor's name, and finally found that Jiang Cheng had already returned to his bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed, and the doctor's coat was hanging on the clothes rack outside.

"Looks like the doctor is tired too," Fatty thought. "Perhaps in addition to being tired, he's also a bit upset. After all, Pi Ruan has been with him for so long, and suddenly saying that he's Scarlet, that he's been lying in wait by his side with a purpose, that everything before was a disguise, no one could accept that."

"Besides, the doctor isn't as heartless as he seems." Fatty lay on the pillow, pulling the blanket up to his chin. "He just doesn't know how to express himself. He's harsh with his words, but as a friend, he's very reliable."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to help Pi Ruan seek justice."

Thinking of Pi Ruan, Fatty was angry, but thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem that exaggerated. After all...Fatty scratched his head, he hadn't found any evidence that Pi Ruan wanted to harm them.

Except for Chen Qiang.

On the contrary, the other party had treated him to a lot of good food, steak, lobster, hairy crabs... Now the refrigerator was still full of "supplies" sent by Pi Ruan.

It seemed that other than lurking, he hadn't done anything harmful to them.

Every time he saw himself, Pi Ruan was very enthusiastic, not to mention asking about his well-being, Fatty even felt that Pi Ruan was too good to him, the way he looked at himself was shining.

If he hadn't seen Miss Lin, a secretary, by his side, and the unclear relationship between the two, Fatty would definitely suspect his orientation.

"I hope he doesn't get caught by the Night Watch." Fatty turned over, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and muttered softly.

Unlike Fatty's relaxation after escaping death, Jiang Cheng didn't sleep. Instead, he sat on the mattress, the cold moonlight outside the window shining in, just reflecting on his face.

He had been thinking about Pi Ruan's matter all the way, and with various clues intertwined, some of his previous doubts finally had answers.

Pi Ruan was the pair of eyes lurking by his side, and the most terrifying thing was that this layout had started several years ago.

"But the person who introduced Pi Ruan to me..." Jiang Cheng paused, "was Lin Wan'er."