Chapter 12: Dangerous Games
Que Cha lived in a two-story house. The exterior was tiled, with faded Spring Festival couplets on the main door. Though it appeared rustic from every angle, in this rural setting, it qualified as a "mansion." She went straight upstairs, in good spirits, even humming a tune. Once inside, she smoothly unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, kicked off her high heels, grabbed a towel, and headed to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the space. Using the cover of the water noise, Yan Tuo inspected the house inside and out. The house seemed unoccupied most of the time, showing no signs of daily life, but it was immaculate—likely cleaned recently, with visible wipe marks still clear on the windows. In a corner of the bedroom sat two suitcases: a 26-inch black men's case standing against the wall, and a 22-inch floral one sprawled open, filled with carelessly tossed women's clothing. The bedding was also in disarray, with two pillows—one had fal...
