Quickly wear it with your skills

Chapter 289: Joining the Game 32

These people may very well be her future enemies. She enjoys life in this world, so she wants to nip the danger in the bud.

A few days later, Lillian knocked on her door early in the morning. Lan Hanlu opened the door with her hair straight from a sleepy night. She glanced at her and went to the bathroom. "Why are you looking for me if you're not with your little lover?"

Lillian didn't care. "What little lover? It's just entertainment."

"Then you should also take care of your body." Lan Hanlu closed the bathroom door and started washing.

Lillian stood outside the door, leaning against the wall. "I'm not stupid, how could I not know something like this? I just felt a little uneasy, so I came to see you."

Lan Hanlu understood what she meant, so she said to her, "We are the best knives in the organization. We have spent a lot of energy and financial resources to train us over the years. Do you think they will give up on us?

It's only a matter of time before we're activated. In fact, I think they'll contact us soon, so if you have anything to worry about, just wait and see."

The sound of Lan Hanlu splashing water came through the door. Lillian leaned her head against the door frame, thinking about what Leila had just said, and suddenly felt relieved.

The smile on her face returned, and she raised her voice to Lan Hanlu, "Laila, go wash up quickly. I'll order some food, and then we can go out and play."

A muffled voice came from through the door, "Got it."

As expected, they had just returned home that night and hadn't even had dinner when a message popped up on their phone. The message roughly said: (From now on, messages sent from this website will be received by another person, and they can communicate with this person individually.)

Then the two of them received their own tasks, which was their last mandatory task of the year. It was up to them to accept the next tasks.

The mandatory mission is to provide weapons support, but Lan Hanlu, you have never asked for it. First, he can't use it, and second, you don't trust these people.

Looking at the people on the list, Lan Hanlu smiled playfully, "Did this trigger internal competition?"

The two of them sat on a long sofa, Lan Hanlu was half lying on the sofa, and Lillian was sitting at the other end, so I couldn't hear clearly what she said.

"Leila, what are you talking about?" Lillian reluctantly accepted her task and turned to see Lan Hanlu's wicked smile.

He rushed over and pressed down on Lan Hanlu, "You must be thinking about something. Look at your smile, you must be thinking of something bad."

Lan Hanlu pinched her waist, and she felt itchy, lost her strength, and turned to get off the sofa. "Hurry up and prepare for your task. You still have the mood to play here?"

As he spoke, he threw the fruit shell in his hand towards her. Lillian tilted her head slightly, reached out to take the fruit shell and threw it into the trash can.

"I understand. I'll come to see you after the mission is completed." He seemed not to care, but his eyes were always watching Lan Hanlu's reaction.

"Let's talk about it later. I'm not sure where I will be by then." Lan Hanlu answered absent-mindedly and continued to study the object of his mission.

Lillian glanced at Lan Hanlu's expressionless face, a flash of disappointment and sadness flashing across her face. However, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Okay, I'll go back and study it, and check the flight schedule. Maybe I'll leave the next moment."

Lan Hanlu stopped what she was doing only after Lillian left. She looked at the door that had just closed, pursed her lips slightly, and after a long time she moved her gaze back to the computer.

But his fingers, which usually moved like dancing, did not make any further moves this time. Finally, he closed his eyes as if he had made a decision.

His fingers continued to move, but his usually calm face now had a hint of serenity.

The finger sliding the mouse stopped on the message sent by the new contact.

In the blink of an eye, another month had passed. Lan Hanlu was wearing a dark down jacket, a hood that came with it, and a backpack slung over one shoulder. She was wearing a mask that covered her face so thoroughly that only a vague idea of a man or woman could be distinguished.

Turning around, walking down a street, adjusting the path without surveillance scopes, and passing through several alleys, Lan Hanlu returned to the hotel she had booked.

At this moment, the sound of sirens suddenly came from the street, coming from far away and then from near to far away. Lan Hanlu watched the police car disappear at the intersection of the street and let down the curtain in her hand.

I turned around to pack my things and when I passed by the mirror, what appeared in the mirror was a European or American with dark brown hair and ice blue eyes.

She packed her things and went downstairs, then took a taxi to the airport. When the plane took off and left the city behind, she looked away and asked the beautiful stewardess for a blanket and went to sleep.

The plane landed out of the terminal. She took out her cell phone and made a call. A moment later, five Maybachs stopped in front of her.

The car door was opened, and the bodyguard and driver standing beside it both called out respectfully, "Madam."

Lan Hanlu nodded slightly, and walked gracefully, every movement was very polite, and her gentle eyes made her look even more gentle.

But her face was a little pale, and her lips were even a little purple. She looked like a sick beauty and very fragile.

Lan Hanlu got in the car and returned to the manor. Led by the servant, she first went into a room to wash up, and then met Felix in the study.

This time she sat directly in the same seat as last time. Felix was writing something on a document with a pen. Lan Hanlu held her chin with her hand and looked at the lawn outside.

Felix took the time to look up at her and said, "The information is on the coffee table across from you. Take a look first."

Lan Hanlu then turned her head lazily and glanced at him, then reached out and took the thick stack of information, opening a blank sheet of paper on it.

The first page was a photo of her in her current state, followed by his and Felix's marriage certificate, and then the resumes of both of them.

They are all very detailed. Then continue to scroll down and you will see the case of Lan Hanlu, whose congenital heart disease has now reached a very serious level.

A matching heart is urgently needed for heart transplant surgery.

After all these are done, it will be separated into an invitation letter, an invitation letter of intent for an auction, which means that it needs to be reviewed again before the formal invitation letter can be issued.

After turning to the end and looking at the address, the smile on Lan Hanlu's face became more obvious.

Lan Hanlu made sure she had written everything down, closed the book and put it on the coffee table.

"Thank you!"

Felix put the pen down and said, "You're welcome. This is what I've always wanted to do." After saying this, he clasped his hands together and looked at Lan Hanlu.

Lan Hanlu didn't avoid his gaze, still looking at him calmly. "It's okay, I'll go back and rest first."

Felix didn't reply, but made a gesture of invitation.