Chapter 2324 - 2317: The Tragic Nightingale
Wang Dadong grabbed Nightingale’s smooth white wrist, and said, "What do you mean the time is almost up, it’s only been ten minutes, if you leave now, won’t that hurt my face?"
"What face are you worried about?" Nightingale hadn’t reacted at the moment.
"I’m speechless," Wang Dadong said. "If I’m not mistaken, you’re pretending to be **** right? Even if Brother’s abilities aren’t great, it shouldn’t only take ten minutes to finish, right?"
"Uh... how much time do you need then?" Nightingale suddenly understood what Wang Dadong meant.
"Normally, an hour."
"An hour?" Nightingale’s gaze was a bit surprised. Huaxia men’s abilities in that regard are generally average, usually seven or eight minutes, twenty minutes if it’s longer, over half an hour would be outstanding. As for an hour... that could only be described as a warrior of peerless prowess.
"If you don’t believe me, you can try," Wang Dadong teased.
Although she was his contact, there probably wasn’t much of a chance, but a little teasing was still possible.
As he spoke, Wang Dadong’s gaze had already started to scan Nightingale’s curvy figure.
"Sorry, that’s not part of my mission," Nightingale said expressionlessly.
Feeling Wang Dadong’s intense gaze, Nightingale felt her cheeks heating up. She turned her head and said, "I can stay for ten more minutes at most."
"Who gave you this mission?" Wang Dadong’s curiosity was unrelenting.
"No comment."
"What are the upcoming tasks then?"
"No comment."
"You can at least tell me your real name, right?"
"Sorry, time’s up, I have to go," Nightingale said, ready to open the door.
"Kong Li En Qi Wa, Watashi wa Cangjing Shi Mas Si." A captivating voice suddenly came from outside.
"Bad timing, someone’s coming, hide quickly!" Without hesitation, Wang Dadong pushed Nightingale into the wardrobe.
"Brother Dong, Teacher Jize and I went to get autographs, you should hurry and get ***’s autograph too," King Kong excitedly said as he held the hand of a slender beauty.
It seemed King Kong liked this type, preferring the slender kind.
Wang Dadong preferred someone with a bit more meat, a bit fuller.
Teacher Hatano and **** both belonged to that type.
As he pulled *** into the room, Wang Dadong said, "Little King Kong, you should remember to prepare gloves."
"What gloves? Using gloves would lose the fun." He said, pulling Teacher Jize into the room.
"Sir, how would you like the autograph?" *** was indeed a professional actor, every move full of professional aura.
"Ahem, of course, I want every kind."
"Wow, sir, your pen is so big, it must work very well." *** was astonished.
"Of course, hurry up and autograph for me, I can’t wait." He finally saw the Goddess of his dreams and could get the Goddess’s autograph, Wang Dadong couldn’t be more excited, feeling like he might fly from happiness.
But Nightingale in the wardrobe was having a tough time.
"This jerk, I could have gone out, why did he stuff me into the wardrobe!" Nightingale gritted her teeth and covered her ears tightly.
But the sound from those two dogs couldn’t be blocked out.
"Sir, your pen is too thick, my paper can’t handle it." *** acted vividly.
"Is that exaggerated? That jerk is really that strong?" Nightingale was somewhat disbelieving.
Who exactly is ***, to make *** so astonished, what kind of Golden Pen could it be?
Curiosity killed the cat, Nightingale secretly lifted a corner of the wardrobe.
With just a glance, Nightingale quickly shut her eyes.
Sure enough, it was a terrifying Golden Pen.
And what frustrated Nightingale most was that Wang Dadong was truly exceptionally powerful, and they signed autographs all night long.
It wasn’t until dawn that *** reluctantly left.
Seeing ***’s expression, he must have loved Wang Dadong’s Golden Pen.
After *** left, Nightingale could finally come out.
As soon as she stepped out of the wardrobe, she felt her legs a bit weak. Standing all night in the wardrobe, it wouldn’t be surprising to feel weak.
Wang Dadong didn’t let Nightingale fall but instead supported her slender waist.
"See, I wasn’t lying to you," Wang Dadong said with a mischievous smile.
In Nightingale’s mind, she felt like cursing, obviously, during such an important mission, there’s still time to get an autograph from a Dong Yin "actress."
Opening the door, King Kong happened to come out too.
Seeing Nightingale, King Kong paused, "Huh, you’re still here."
"Isn’t staying overnight allowed!" Nightingale glared fiercely at King Kong, swaying her hips out of the presidential suite.
"Hey, actually this cheongsam beauty isn’t bad either, although she doesn’t compare to Teacher Jize, if I’d known I would’ve had her autograph for me too." Looking at Nightingale’s voluptuous figure, King Kong swallowed a bit.
"Autograph your sister!" Wang Dadong cursed irritably.
"Oh no!" King Kong suddenly slapped his forehead, his face changing dramatically.
"What’s wrong?"
"The organization said last night our informant would contact us. Seeing Teacher Jize, I got too excited and forgot, now we’re in trouble."
"We’ve already been contacted."
"Really? When did we make contact? Who was the contact?"
Wang Dadong gestured towards the door with his lips.
King Kong immediately understood, "You’re saying the cheongsam beauty was our contact."
Wang Dadong nodded, "That’s right."
"What message did she bring us then?"
Wang Dadong took out the wooden box, opened it; inside was just a simple sketch of a person, the person had many hands, with a hammer on top.
The drawing was very simple, seemingly completed in ten seconds.
King Kong looked confused, "Isn’t this just a sketch? What kind of clue is it?"
"Can’t understand for now, let’s head back to Golden Wheat Ear Hospital," Wang Dadong couldn’t make sense of it either; his Inner Strength trembled, turning the paper into fragments.
Back at Golden Wheat Ear Hospital, the conference had already started.
Everyone from Huaxia, including Leng Qingqian, were all frowning.
Seeing Wang Dadong, Leng Qingqian’s face surprisingly showed a hint of joy, "Wang Dadong, there’s a patient here, none of us are confident in curing them, take a look."
"What are you looking at? This is clearly a dead person. The person is already dead; even the best doctor can’t help." Wang Long smirked.
"Yes, breathing stopped, heart stopped beating, body cold, indeed already dead," Zhang Peng also said.
"That’s not necessarily true. Can you cure them? If not, my Imperial Physician will have to step in," Tai Yi Zhongzheng deliberately said.
Although King Kong didn’t understand medicine, he was quite good at judging a person’s death. He felt the major artery on the patient’s neck a few times before opening the patient’s eyes to look.
"Brother Dong, they’re indeed dead."
"See! I told you the patient is already dead," Wang Long continued.