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Volume One · Chapter Thirty · The Manor's Command
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Undercover Wolf: My Target, My Girlfriend Volume Two · Chapter 75 · Brenn's Transfer
Dalen set out the next evening.He left before the sky had fully darkened; gray-blue light seeped in from the alley entrance, laying a pale cold tone across the warehouse floor. Lane stood by the doorway, watching him pull on a dark coat, fasten the cuffs, raise the collar to cover his jaw. Dalen carried nothing—no cloth bag, no weapon, only a folded note in his pocket, which Lane had him take. The note had just a few words, dictated by Old Tang, copied in pencil by Dalen: Rain tonight, back door open, take the north passage."When you get to the dungeon, don't go through the iron door. Wait outside the passage. If Brenn can walk, let him come out on his own. If he can't walk, go in and help him out, but don't touch the chain." Lane's voice was level, like he was stating something already thought through. "There's a blood seal on the chain, the coating's still there. If your hand touches it directly, it might trigger the sensing."Dalen put the note in his inner pocket, pressed it wit
Undercover Wolf: My Target, My Girlfriend Volume Two · Chapter 74 · The Neutral Contact
Before three in the afternoon, Lane left the warehouse alone.He walked east along the alley, past the wall where Old Tang stacked the barrels, turned into a narrower passage. At the passage's end was a small open area enclosed by walls on three sides, a battered iron sheet overhead; rain dripped through its gaps, striking the ground in dark dots. Lane stopped in the center of the open area, facing the entrance, hands at his sides. He carried no knife. The knife was under the folding bed in the warehouse, covered by his coat.Dalen arrived before the three o'clock bell. He entered from the passage mouth, footsteps lighter than last time, landing with steady rhythm. He wore a dark brown old coat today, collar buttoned to the top, covering his jaw. His face in the shadow beneath the iron sheet looked thinner than last time, cheekbones sharper than Lane remembered. He stopped about five paces from Lane, his gaze resting on Lane for a moment, then dropping to his empty hands."You didn't
Undercover Wolf: My Target, My Girlfriend Volume Two · Chapter 73 · The Third Force
Evelyn returned just before dawn. Two soft taps came from outside the doorway, evenly spaced, like knuckles rapping twice against the door panel. Lane was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed. He didn't move when he heard the taps, waited until the second one finished, then stood and walked to the doorway. Evelyn came from the direction of the alley entrance, footsteps light, turning sideways as she crossed the threshold, shoulder brushing the door frame, then stepping inside. She carried nothing; her collar was up, covering her jaw. She paused in front of him, then walked to her own folding bed and sat down."Where did you go?" he asked."Outside. Walked around.""How long?""Don't know. I was still there when the night market closed."He looked at her. Her fingers rested on her knees, not clenched, not folded together. She had unbuttoned one button of her coat, revealing a small strip of skin at the collar's inner edge; the old bite mark on her neck showed a faint outline i
Undercover Wolf: My Target, My Girlfriend Volume Two · Chapter 72 · The Temperature of the Night Market
Evelyn stood by the stall for a long time. The night market lantern light cast her shadow on the ground, a long dark outline, swaying slightly with the candle flames in the wind. She faced the depths of the street, her gaze crossing the stall roofs, resting on the edge of the sparse lights in the distance. A few children were chasing a rolling iron hoop, the hoop making a continuous, clear sound on the stone pavement. She watched for a moment, then turned and walked back to the stall.Old Tang was cleaning the counter. He stacked the three bowls, wiped the counter with a dry cloth, then turned down the charcoal stove and put the lid on. He did these things slowly, but each step was precise, like he'd repeated them for years and no longer needed to think about what came next. After wiping the counter, he looked up at Evelyn, then said, "Place to stay is at the end of the street. Empty room, used to be a warehouse, now has a few folding beds. You can sleep there tonight."Evelyn sat bac
Undercover Wolf: My Target, My Girlfriend Volume Two · Chapter 71 · The Night Market
They stayed in the warehouse for about an hour. Light from the high windows moved a short distance, from the east wall to near the north wall, stretching a longer stripe across the floor. Lane sat on the edge of the folding bed, back against the wall, left hand on his knee. His left shoulder no longer radiated heat; the remnant of the gray line lay quiet beneath his skin like an old scar worn smooth by time, making no sound. Evelyn sat at the table, refolded the oil paper, set it on the corner, then stood and walked to the back of the warehouse.She stopped by the stack of old crates, crouched, and touched the dust on a lid with her finger. The dust was thin, like it had been wiped regularly. She lifted the lid a crack and looked inside—empty, only a layer of dry, curled old newspaper at the bottom. She closed the lid, stood, moved to another crate, opened it the same way, then closed it. She did these things slowly, like she was using the motions to settle herself.Adrian sat by the
Undercover Wolf: My Target, My Girlfriend Volume Two · Chapter 70 · Transfer
When Lane stepped through the iron door, morning light had already filled the floor of the pump house. Adrian stood by the door, holding an unlit lamp, folding the map and tucking it into his inner coat pocket. Evelyn stood at the start of the gravel path, facing north, wind pushing strands of hair to one side—she didn't brush them back."The route is a straight line." Adrian finished with the map and turned, his gaze moving between the two of them. "After leaving the pump house, follow the alley about two hundred paces, cross a stretch of open gravel, then enter the northern section of the tunnel system. The entrance is at the back of an old building—you need to go through a maintenance door. Once inside the tunnel, there's no exposure risk.""And those two hundred paces?" Lane asked."Those two hundred paces are above ground. Daytime is safer than night—at night, patrols use heat sensors; during the day, they rely more on sight and smell. Right now it's early morning, enough light,
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