Chapter 1540 - 1555: Are We Really That Close?

Chapter 1540: Chapter 1555: Are We Really That Close?

"Oh? Really? May I ask, do I know you well?" Song Yanan adjusted her glasses and turned her head to ask coldly.

"The first time’s unfamiliar, the second time’s familiar! Feelings develop over time, hehe!"

"Hmph!"

Seeing that the other party wasn’t responding to softness, Lin Mu immediately put on a serious face and said, "Although I appear tough, I’m actually very fragile inside. If I’m in a bad mood, it might affect my work, and if terrorists take the chance to infiltrate the group, the president’s life might be in danger."

"Oh! That serious?"

Song Yanan laughed in anger, unable to resist mocking, "Should I book a hotel room then, to keep you company?"

"A hotel? That’s too extravagant."

Lin Mu smacked his lips, pervy as he said, "I think the little inn next to the company is quite nice, elegant environment, good value for money, I hear they even give out free condoms... If you don’t want to go, then don’t, why kick me? Hey hey, don’t walk so fast, I get lost easily..."

Before she met Lin Mu, Song Yanan couldn’t believe anyone in this world could be so shameless. Enduring the odd looks from colleagues, she finally completed her onboarding procedures, and could no longer stand the harassment, angrily returning to the ninety-ninth floor.

"I have some documents to handle, go find somewhere to hang out yourself."

Waving her hand with disgust, Song Yanan stepped into her office, but as she was about to close the door, Lin Mu squeezed in, "I’m not familiar with the place, where do you want me to go?"

"Go wherever you like, just don’t let me see you again."

"Don’t be so insensitive!"

Lin Mu seemingly didn’t notice Song Yanan’s murderous gaze, sniffing while looking around, he casually said, "Is this your office? Not bad! Leather sofa, mahogany bookshelf, wow, even the bed in the small bedroom is a double-sized mattress? You must have frequent male visitors!"

"Shut your filthy mouth."

Song Yanan’s face darkened, unable to resist saying coldly, "The ninety-ninth floor is off-limits to men, unless specially approved by the president, even department managers can’t enter my office, and there’s never been a man here before!"

"Really?" Lin Mu squinted his eyes.

"Believe it or not! I have work to do, if you have nothing to do, please leave."

Turning back to her desk, Song Yanan lowered her gaze, no longer looking at Lin Mu. However, just as she was about to sit down, a large hand suddenly reached out and supported her ample underside.

"What are you doing?"

Song Yanan was shocked and angry, without thinking, she pulled out the anti-wolf baton she had prepared in advance and stabbed it forcefully.

Zzzz! A dazzling blue arc flashed out, Lin Mu was taken by surprise and was immediately electrocuted into a stumble, convulsing as he fell back. Meanwhile, Song Yanan’s body was pulled off balance, stumbling down and her delicate face unerringly bumped into Lin Mu’s thigh.

"Ugh~" The strong masculine scent hit her face, Song Yanan was dumbfounded, then felt something, her pretty face instantly turned bright red, "Die!" The beautiful and proud lady full of shame and anger swung the anti-wolf baton, gritting her teeth as she aimed forcefully at his crotch.

"Damn!"

Lin Mu was startled, if he got electrocuted there, his happiness for the rest of his life would be doomed.

Hurriedly grabbing the anti-wolf baton and throwing it aside forcefully, Lin Mu pulled Song Yanan over and slapped her buttock in anger, "Are you crazy! Is that thing for random use? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Let go of me!" Song Yanan cried out in pain, angrily struggling with all her might.

The dignified high executive of Yunhai Mansion, actually got spanked like a child, she felt so ashamed she almost fainted. But Lin Mu was in a fit of anger, how could he easily let her go? Only the sound of slaps could be heard repeatedly in the office, Song Yanan initially cursed and bit, but later, couldn’t resist her inner grievances, covering her face and sobbing.

"Seriously? A grown woman, still crying like a child?" Lin Mu was dumbfounded, quickly releasing his hand.

"Get away!"

Song Yanan struggled to get up, pulled out a tissue from the desk, while wiping her tears, she choked, "Bastard, if you have the guts, rape me now, otherwise when I walk out this door, I’ll sacrifice my reputation to send you, this lecher, to jail."

Lin Mu’s mouth twitched, really wanting to tell Song Yanan there’s a big logical flaw in her words, but seeing her crying like a pear blossom in the rain, Lin Mu softened immediately, saying, "Alright, whatever you want is up to you, but before that, we need to figure out who’s trying to kill you."

Song Yanan sniffled, asking, "What trick are you playing now?"

"Take a closer look, what is this?" Lin Mu shook his head and pulled over the office chair from behind the desk.

The leather surface of the chair had three fine little needles inserted, tinted purple-black, with only about five or six millimeters exposed above the surface, if not looked at carefully, they were really hard to notice.

"What are these things?" Song Yanan paused, her delicate brows furrowed tightly.

"If I recall correctly, these should be the ’bee needles’ used by Eastern Ninja from the Shogunate Era to assassinate officials."

Lin Mu wrapped his fingers with a tissue, pulling out the three little needles, musing, "They are coated with eighteen types of poison, once a person is pricked, within fifteen seconds, their heart will be paralyzed to death. After World War II, ’bee needles’ have been improved several times, and by now, they can automatically dissolve in the victim’s body, even modern post-mortem examinations find it hard to detect anything."

Speaking, Lin Mu had already moved to the potted plant in the office, stabbing the three bee needles into the stem and leaves, originally lush green leaves quickly withered and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Song Yanan covered her mouth, her face turning ugly, "How could this be? Who wants to harm me?"

"Not clear yet, but I’m sure it’s a man."

Lin Mu clapped his hands and explained to the puzzled Song Yanan, "When I came in just now, I smelled cologne, and you said no man has ever entered your office. So, obviously someone snuck in when you weren’t there, and this person is basically the assassin."

"There are so many girls on the ninety-ninth floor, one might use cologne, how can you be sure?"

"Impossible."

Lin Mu shook his head confidently, "Besides you and the president, among the twenty-one people working on this floor today, nine use Lancome, eight use Dior, three use Estée Lauder, and there’s one who uses floral water, none of them have used men’s cologne!"

Song Yanan’s beautiful eyes widened, her gaze was one of horror, as if she was looking at an alien being.

While handling the procedures, they stayed on the ninety-ninth floor for only about five minutes, in such a short time, not only accurately tallied the number of people, but even differentiated the types of perfumes, is he even human?