Chapter 179: Fang Xiaocao: Well, That’s How It Is
When the police arrived, Fang Xiaocao handed over the four foolish assassins.
The officers looked at her strangely—how could a young girl, looking like a student, take down four grown men alone?
“Miss, about the nails in their legs…”
A middle-aged officer hesitated, pointing at the steel nails embedded in the assassins’ legs. He suspected that she might have used an illegal weapon.
“Oh, I shot those!” Fang Xiaocao blinked and smiled.
Police: …
“I know you did it. I’m asking how you shot them in?”
“With my hands, of course!” Fang Xiaocao answered matter-of-factly.
Police: …
“You think I’ll believe that?”
“Huh?” Fang Xiaocao looked confused. “Why wouldn’t you?”
“This kind of force—it’s impossible to do that barehanded!” The officer pointed at the nails, which were embedded deep into the flesh.
“I’m really not lying! If you don’t believe me, I can show you!”
“Miss, you—”
Before the officer could finish, a sharp “whoosh” cut through the air. A silver flash streaked past, and when he turned around, a steel nail was deeply embedded in the wooden doorframe.
The officer was stunned. He was sure that the nail hadn’t been there before.
“You… how did you do that?”
“Like this~” Fang Xiaocao giggled.
She took out another steel nail, flicked her wrist, and in the blink of an eye, another nail was driven deep into the wood.
“Holy—!”
The officer couldn’t help but swear.
She had just flicked her wrist, and the nail had gone in deeper than what he could manage with a hammer!
“Miss… you…?”
The officer stammered, at a loss for words.
“Officer, I practice martial arts~” Fang Xiaocao blinked innocently, realizing she might have overdone it.
“Oh… right.”
The officer seemed slightly convinced, though still visibly shaken.
“Do you need anything else? If not, I’m pretty tired.”
She yawned to emphasize her point.
“Er…”
The officer had planned to question her further, but hearing her say that, he felt awkward pressing on. After all, she wasn’t a suspect—she had simply defended herself.
Besides, she had just taken down four armed men. She had every right to be tired.
“Alright, get some rest.”
As he left, he paused at the door. “Miss, if you have time, stop by the station to register your… skill set.” He gestured at the nails in the doorframe.
“Sure thing, Officer~” Fang Xiaocao waved as he walked away.
The Suspicious Innkeeper
With the police gone, Fang Xiaocao turned to the innkeeper.
“Boss, don’t you have something to say?”
The four assassins had snuck into the inn, even reaching her door—how could the owner not be involved?
This wasn’t a large hotel but a private guesthouse, a small Western-style villa where the owner lived downstairs.
When she checked in, he had mentioned that the front door locked at midnight and only reopened at 7 AM. Guests who needed to enter or leave had to ask for the key.
The rules were even posted next to every room’s door.
Hearing her question, the innkeeper stiffened. His eyes darted away.
Fang Xiaocao narrowed her gaze, scrutinizing him.
Was he working for the Blacklist?
Or had he simply taken their money out of greed?
A steel nail silently slid from her sleeve into her palm.
If he tried anything funny, she would nail him to the wall.
“I… I…”
The innkeeper stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
“Boss, what about your rules?”
She gestured at the sign by the door, her smile not reaching her eyes.
“If I called the police back, what do you think would happen?”
She toyed with the steel nail, smirking.
The innkeeper paled, swallowing hard.
He had seen her demonstrate her skill just now.
He definitely didn’t want to be her next target.
“Miss, please, let me explain…” He took two steps back.
“Go ahead. I’m listening.” Fang Xiaocao smiled.
The innkeeper sighed in relief.
“I was just being greedy… They paid me, but I swear, I didn’t know they were going to break in and kill someone!”
The man looked pitiful as he explained.
“Oh? So you did take the money?”
“You really didn’t think it was suspicious that they had to pay you to get in?”
The innkeeper flinched.
“I-I… They said they were catching a cheating spouse…”
Fang Xiaocao: “…”
“Catching a cheater?”
“Yeah… Otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken the money…”
The innkeeper looked genuinely miserable.
Fang Xiaocao chuckled coldly.
Oh, so now you’re the victim?
I almost got killed because of your greed.
But she had no energy to argue.
She swapped to another room and went back to sleep.
(End of Chapter 179)
