護花近衛 - 第1682章 嚇了一大跳 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 1682 — A Big Fright: Wei Zhao Drove Straight to the Orphanage, and There in the Alley He Found Little Ken Waiting Anxiously, Craning His Neck This Way and That

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This was one matter he truly could not leave alone. Yu Xiaoke was going to rescue the Male Thief, but the Male Thief was Wei Zhao himself. The real Male Thief had long since died; what was there to rescue? The people locked up in that detention house were accomplices of the husband-and-wife bandit gang; the news reports simply had not gone into such detail.

Wei Zhao saw Little Ken out of the car, but instead of heading straight for the detention house, he first went home and dug the Male Thief's mask out of the storeroom. Only then did he hurry off toward the detention center. Near the place he parked the car, put on the Male Thief's mask, and stepped out...

Wei Zhao had once worked as an assassin, and reading a patch of ground, knowing where a man might best hide and keep watch, was a skill he had mastered. From a first survey he quickly settled on the two positions where Yu Xiaoke might be lying in wait.

He reasoned from his own habits: if he were Yu Xiaoke, where would he hide? Thus the two conclusions came to him easily.

Yu Xiaoke was hidden in a big tree to the right of the detention-house gate. It was a good spot: the dense branches screened her from the cameras, and from up there she could see plainly everything that stirred before the gate.

Even so, Yu Xiaoke was thoroughly miserable. Only after she arrived had she felt how small she was. Just now a dozen or more police cars had rolled into the compound, led by armored vehicles packed with armed police. Under such conditions, for one girl on her own to snatch a prisoner away was sheer fantasy.

Never mind the armed police of the escort, even if Yu Xiaoke could slip past their eyes and outrun their pursuit, to pick out the single car holding the Male Thief from among so many vehicles was a task of impossible difficulty. She could hardly open each one for a look.

She would have been seized or shot dead long before that.

"Ugh, this is miserable. Yu Xiaoke, Yu Xiaoke, Wei Zhao had you pegged, all right. Your skills really are the clumsiest of the clumsy. You never curse your shallow kung fu till the day you need it!" Yu Xiaoke muttered to herself.

"If you know your skills are poor, you should just practice more often." A low male voice came from behind her.

"Practice?... That's easier said than... Gah!" Yu Xiaoke answered out of pure reflex, then gave a violent start and nearly toppled out of the tree.

Who was talking? Up in this tree, wasn't she alone? When had another person appeared? Yu Xiaoke turned her head in terror and looked behind her, and there she saw a masked man! Yet this masked man did not frighten her further; instead she was startled and overjoyed at once: "You... you... you..."

"Me what?" Wei Zhao asked.

"You... shouldn't you be in... in there?" Yu Xiaoke pointed toward the detention house not far off, rubbed her eyes in amazement, and looked at Wei Zhao again. "I'm not mistaken, am I? You really are the Male Thief?"