The Female Teacher Who Fights Back - Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Money Makes the Devil Turn the Mill 7

“How much for the Bloody Rakshasa’s whereabouts?”

Sister Qing remained silent, emptied the ash from her pipe, and held up a single finger toward Zhao Si.

Given her previous outrageous pricing, Zhao Si asked tentatively: “100 million?”

“Heh heh.” Sister Qing let out a light laugh, shook her head, and corrected him: “Missing a zero at the end—it’s 1 billion.”

“Damn it! If you love money that much, you might as well go rob a bank!” Veins bulged on Zhao Si’s temples. Had she not been a woman, Zhao Si would have definitely thrown a few punches and beaten her to a pulp!

The curve at the corner of Sister Qing’s lips deepened as she patiently corrected him: “Wrong—it earns way more than robbing a bank!” With that, she gently blew out a ring of smoke.

“Cough, cough—cough, cough—” Choked by the smell of smoke into a fit of coughing Zhao Si turned his head away. A sharp glint suddenly condensed in his eyes, his words bearing a hint of intrigue: “So, Sister Qing, you really do know the details about the Bloody Rakshasa then?”

“Fourth Master Zhao, I know what you’re thinking, but I advise you to drop that idea as early as possible.” Since Sister Qing dared to put all kinds of confidential information on the table for trade, she naturally possessed her own extraordinary capabilities.

Setting aside whether one could force information out of Sister Qing’s mouth, her whereabouts alone were a mystery. People could only find her in this intelligence house; no one knew where her home was, or even what her surname was. As for those who attempted to harm Sister Qing, every single one of them met with misfortune before they could even move a muscle.

Before coming here, Zhao Si had heard rumors about this mysterious woman on the periphery of Liuyun Street—that she was a pure capitalist, omniscient and omnipotent, backed by an unimaginably powerful force, and had an errand runner who was so formidable he seemed like an alien superhuman…

“Sister Qing, that Bloody Rakshasa killed Master Qin. The Qin family will definitely not let this matter rest, and capturing the Bloody Rakshasa is only a matter of time. Why offend the Qin family for an unrelated villain?” Having finally found this lead, Zhao Si really didn’t want to give up, making a final, desperate plea.

“Killers aren’t necessarily all bad people. As you well know, there are people in this world who shouldn’t be killed yet suffer a tragic death, while even more who deserve to be killed live openly and shamelessly.” Perhaps due to getting older, Sister Qing suddenly felt somewhat sentimental. “However, while killing someone, one must be prepared to be killed—that is what you call karma. Therefore, in this world, whether bad guys or whatever, those who can survive in the end are the ones with a strong will to live. Master Qin died; it only proves he was a man of merely that caliber. Isn’t your boss reaping a huge harvest precisely because of this?”

“…” Although feeling her words were somewhat eccentric and sophistical, Zhao Si could find no argument to refute her. Unquestionably, the biggest beneficiary of this whole affair was indeed his boss above him, who spent all day pondering heaven-knows-what.

“Fourth Master Zhao, if you decide to cooperate with me, please prepare the money as soon as possible. If there’s nothing else, the door is over there. Watch your step, I won’t see you off!”

Rebuffed, Zhao Si knew that staying any longer was just making a fool of himself. He turned and left, not forgetting to slam the door with a loud bang on his way out…

Meanwhile, Wu Lang had returned to her little nest. Without Zhu Chengfei’s supervision, she simply kicked off her shoes, collapsed onto the bed, and fell fast asleep under the covers. She didn’t wake up until the next morning, following her extremely regular biological clock.