"I know. I can't do it." Jiujiu laughed at herself. "I see my parents' faces every time I close my eyes. I can't face their death so calmly, so I have to avenge them. Since you're not willing to help me, can you give me the contact information of other people? I can ask them to avenge me, right? "
"Flying Bird is ranked first on the assassin list. Unless he falls, no one will take your order," Meng Ke said calmly. "Besides, do you have enough money?"
Jiujiu looked at Meng Ke, took a deep breath, and said, "As long as you're willing to work hard, there are always more ways than difficulties. Besides, Mr. Meng is willing to help me, right?"
Since Meng Ke said that he was a friend of her parents, when should she use this relationship?
Meng Ke did not expect Jiujiu to mention his relationship with her parents at this moment. He immediately laughed out loud.
She was really a smart girl. She knew that he was unwilling to take the order, so she used the favor to blackmail him.
However, what made him want to laugh was that he actually wanted to help Jiujiu.
Meng Ke chuckled and looked at Jiujiu. "If that's the case, I'll help you this time. However, Flying Bird is ranked first on the assassin list now, so no one will take the order for the time being. If you're willing to wait, when he falls, I can help you contact the assassin ranked first on the list. However, it'll cost at least three million. Do you have the money?"
Nanyuan's parents had money, but they had donated all of it when they quit.
In their words, it was to accumulate good fortune for Nanyuan. Although they might pay some compensation for their accidental deaths, it was nothing compared to three million.
Meng Ke looked at Jiujiu's frown with interest when she heard three million. He was curious how Jiujiu was going to get three million.
Jiujiu lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. She had a rough plan in her heart.
Since no one was willing to take the job now, she would wait until Flying Bird fell off the list. The most important thing now was to save money.
She had about one million yuan in her hands. If she sold the house, she would have about 2.3 million yuan. In other words, if she wanted to hire the top killer, she would need to earn at least 700,000 yuan.
For a girl who was still in her first year of university, 700,000 yuan was an astronomical figure.
Jiujiu sighed. After thanking Meng Ke in a low voice, she prepared to take a taxi back to school.
Meng Ke grabbed Jiujiu's arm and looked deeply into Jiujiu's eyes. "It's not safe at school. I'll send you back tomorrow. Don't worry, it won't affect your classes."
Although Meng Ke's words sounded like an explanation, the strength of his hand on Jiujiu's wrist clearly told Jiujiu that Meng Ke was not going to let her go.
She had to stay here tonight.
Jiujiu: "Thank you, Mr. Meng."
"I'm your father's friend. It's my duty." Meng Ke raised his hand and stroked Jiujiu's hair. He said gently, "I'm your father's friend. You can call me Uncle Meng in the future."
Jiujiu: "Mr. Meng is still young. It's a little weird to call you Uncle. I'll call you Teacher Meng in the future."
Jiujiu was unwilling to call Meng Ke Uncle, and she knew that Meng Ke was unwilling to hear her call him teacher. Therefore, both of them took a step back.
The word "teacher" was more neutral compared to the unfamiliar word "teacher" and the intimate word "uncle".
Obviously, Meng Ke knew that Jiujiu was already taking a big step back by calling him teacher. He nodded as a tacit agreement.
Meng Ke took Jiujiu to the guest room. After telling Jiujiu that she would sleep here tonight, he turned and left.
This room was the same as the outside. The main color was white. If it weren't for the pungent smell of disinfectant, Jiujiu would have thought that this was a hospital.
And this room was the same as the outside. The windows were covered with heavy curtains, so no light came in.
Moreover, Jiujiu saw three cameras at a glance.
It seemed that Meng Ke was not as harmless as he appeared to be. At least, he did not trust her at all.
Jiujiu pretended not to see the cameras and pushed open the bathroom door.
To Jiujiu's surprise, Meng Ke did not install cameras in the bathroom. It was the last bit of conscience he had.
When Jiujiu came out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Meng Ke, who was about to go out.
Seeing Jiujiu come out, Meng Ke pointed at the pajamas on the bed and said to Jiujiu, "I haven't worn this pajamas before. You can make do with it tonight."
Jiujiu smiled faintly, "Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Meng."
Hearing Jiujiu call him Mr. Meng, Meng Ke's eyes flickered, and he said, "It's late. You should rest early. I'll send you back to school tomorrow morning."
Jiujiu agreed obediently and took the pajamas Meng Ke put on the bed to the bathroom.
After watching Jiujiu go to the bathroom, Meng Ke turned and left.
After taking a shower, Jiujiu pretended not to know that there were cameras in the room. She got into bed and fell asleep quickly.
After Jiujiu fell asleep, Meng Ke quietly came to Jiujiu's room through the secret compartment. He stood in front of the window and looked at Jiujiu's peaceful sleeping face.
After a long, long time.
Jiujiu woke up the next day, changed her clothes, washed up, and opened the door. Then, she saw Meng Ke walking out of the kitchen in an apron.
Seeing Jiujiu come out, Meng Ke smiled and greeted her, "You're up. Come and have breakfast."
Breakfast should be light.
Meng Ke only cooked porridge, two cold dishes, and a boiled egg for each of them. It was just right.
When Jiujiu reached out to grab the boiled egg, Meng Ke snatched the boiled egg from her.
Meng Ke's fingers were very beautiful. They were thin and long, and the joints were not very thick. They did not look like the hands of a killer at all. Instead, they looked like the hands of an artist.
In Meng Ke's hand, the round boiled egg was like a well-behaved child. He gently peeled it, and the shell obediently fell off the egg, revealing a white and tender boiled egg.
Meng Ke stuffed the boiled egg into Jiujiu's hand and said with a gentle smile, "Eat slowly. If it's not enough, there's more in the pot."
Meng Ke's words were like that of an ordinary child's parent. He peeled the boiled egg for the child and asked if the child had enough to eat.
Jiujiu nodded obediently. She took a bite of the boiled egg and ate slowly.
Compared to Jiujiu's delicateness, Meng Ke ate the boiled eggs in a much more bold and unrestrained manner. He tossed a boiled egg into his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed the boiled egg.
After Meng Ke finished eating, he smiled at Jiujiu and said, "Girls eat delicately, unlike me. I eat like a rough man."
"How can Teacher Meng be a rough man?" Jiujiu looked at Meng Ke and said with a smile, "As far as I know, many girls in our school have a crush on you."
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