News from two years ago?
Seeing the date on the news webpage, a trace of shock appeared in Leng Qingqiu's eyes. At this mont, as she looked at the publication date on the news, she couldn't help but fall into a slight contemplation.
She very clearly rembers now, Lu Yu once said that they arrived in Beigang City after escaping from Paradise Island, and then a series of subsequent events occurred.
And now, based on the publication date of this news article, it can be concluded that Lu Yu left Paradise Island and arrived in Beigang City two years ago.
If Lu Yu escaped from Paradise Island two years ago, then this ans Lu Yu should have only spent three years on Paradise Island!
Lu Yu disappeared for five years, but only lived on Paradise Island for three years, and pondering this, a massive question suddenly surged in Leng Qingqiu's mind.
That is, where did Lu Yu go during those remaining two years?
Since he reached Beigang City, why didn't he return ho? After killing those mbers of the Flying Tiger Team, where did he go? Where did he spend those two years?
Now, one question after another surged in Leng Qingqiu's mind, and only now did she realize that the more she wanted to understand Lu Yu, the more she discovered that Lu Yu had too many secrets!
At this mont, Lu Yu seed like a collection of secrets; the more she wanted to understand, the more questions she always received.
Thinking of this, Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but shake her head. Then her gaze shifted and suddenly fixated on a na in the article!
Song Qiguang!
This person was the only survivor of the Flying Tiger Team that Lu Yu attacked at the ti, and he was also the highest commander of the Flying Tiger Team!
Since Lu Yu recently said that he killed twenty-four people, it ans that Lu Yu did not know that Song Qiguang was still alive.
If Lu Yu knew that Song Qiguang was still alive, how would he react?
Thinking of this, a subtle idea ford in Leng Qingqiu's mind, and then her fingers flew across the keyboard, quickly searching for information on Song Qiguang.
...
Morning, in the parking lot of the Victory Group.
Lu Yu parked his Bentley Mulsanne, preparing to head to the security departnt.
At this mont, as he turned his head, he saw Leng Qingqiu standing by her black Rolls-Royce Phantom, her beautiful eyes staring directly at him, filled with calmness.
Leng Qingqiu was wearing a white long dress, looking rather simple and elegant. The light material of the dress outlined her graceful figure, giving a poised impression.
The Leng Qingqiu in front of him was graceful and beautiful, but now Lu Yu felt rather helpless.
You see, Leng Qingqiu suddenly appearing here at this ti was clearly because she was waiting for him due to last night's events.
"Good morning."
Seeing Leng Qingqiu, Lu Yu greeted her with a smile, appearing quite natural.
"Co to my office, I have sothing to ask you."
Seeing Lu Yu, Leng Qingqiu spoke rather directly. Although her words remained straightforward, they lacked their usual icy tone, containing a slight hint of warmth.
Perhaps Leng Qingqiu herself hadn't noticed, but after the events of last night, her emotions had subtly changed.
Hearing Leng Qingqiu's words, Lu Yu sighed inwardly and followed Leng Qingqiu straight to her office on the top floor of Victory Group.
"Let's talk."
Once inside the office, Leng Qingqiu sat down at her desk, looked at Lu Yu, and asked, "What happened after you knocked out last night?"
In her words, Leng Qingqiu's tone was flat as if she were inquiring about sothing very ordinary.
Finding out in the early hours that Lu Yu had been missing for two years, Leng Qingqiu was now most concerned about Lu Yu's whereabouts during those years, making the events of last night seem less significant.
Because she had a vague feeling that as long as she figured out Lu Yu's whereabouts during those two years, most of her questions could be answered!
"Um..."
Hearing Leng Qingqiu's question, Lu Yu scratched his head with a smile and then said, "Of course, I took down Bernstein. Otherwise, how could we be sitting here chatting so leisurely?"
In his words, Lu Yu's response was ambiguous, brushing off last night's events with a single sentence.
After all, Lu Yu couldn't possibly tell Leng Qingqiu that last night he, along with over a hundred of his subordinates from the Assassin Alliance, used M4A1s to turn Bernstein and others into swiss cheese in a cinema.
Although that was the truth, it was too bloody and illegal to be spoken about openly.
Hearing Lu Yu's ambiguous words, Leng Qingqiu shook her head, choosing not to press further.
In fact, she knew from the beginning that this would be the outco.
If Lu Yu had intended to tell her everything that happened last night, he wouldn't have let her sleep through it.
Thinking of this, Leng Qingqiu shook her head and then said, "Alright, if you don't want to say, I won't push, but I have a piece of information that you might want to know."
"Oh?"
Hearing Leng Qingqiu's words, Lu Yu couldn't help but smile slightly. He looked at Leng Qingqiu and said, "What information? Tell ?"
In his words, Lu Yu's voice was low and carried a hint of laughter, his fingers rhythmically tapping the desk as if teasing a little girl, full of calmness and confidence.
"This information is about Song Qiguang."
Seeing Lu Yu's casual deanor, Leng Qingqiu spoke calmly, her voice involuntarily carrying a hint of gravity.
Upon hearing these words, Lu Yu's fingers, which were tapping the desk, instantly stopped. He looked at Leng Qingqiu with a grave expression and said very seriously, "Song Qiguang? Are you sure it's Song Qiguang!?"
In his words, the smile on Lu Yu's face had vanished, replaced by a serious expression. He looked at Leng Qingqiu with a gaze full of inquiry.
He had never expected that the na he bitterly hated and had buried in his mory would now be resurrected from Leng Qingqiu's mouth!
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