The Lost Tomb : The Southern Archives Mysteries

Chapter 32: Miss Dong 2

Is she the mysterious Miss Dong? Well, she doesn't look that special. Zhang Haiyan thought to himself as he looked at the crowd. Several of the killers he had identified in the third-class cabin were in the ballroom pretending to be waiters and musicians.

If he had shown up with his real face, he probably would've been targeted by now. He remained silent as he watched Miss Dong come downstairs and nod to the people below.

The gunmen had all come to the railing on the second floor. He could see that the hands in their pockets were all pointing downstairs. These people must have been the best marksmen. This Miss Dong really took her own safety seriously.

When Zhang Haiyan looked up, the gunmen greeted him since they all knew him. He responded back out of politeness.

"Miss Dong is the shipowner's daughter and she just so happened to be on the ship this time. The Dong family is the wealthiest family in Xiamen. They have good relationships with various leaders. Both the Revolutionary Army [1] and the rulers from the Qing Dynasty would also give them face," someone said.

Zhang Haiyan's dance partner was a little jealous. "See? She's not ugly. She's a good-looking girl. All you men have the same expressions on your faces when looking at her."

Zhang Haiyan politely let go of her hands. "I'm just stunned by Miss Dong's entourage. I'm sorry if I upset you. I apologize, but I have to serve my teacher now."

"Steven, where have you been these past few days?" Warner called out to him after following Miss Dong down.

Zhang Haiyan cleared his throat and walked up to him. "Teacher, my throat hasn't been feeling well recently."

"It's not like you're dancing with your throat," Warner said. "Come sit with me. Let's eat quickly and then we can come back down to have some fun with the ladies."　　

Zhang Haiyan nodded. This was a banquet and a ball, after all. The two politely greeted everyone on the first floor before going back to the second floor.

Zhang Haiyan looked at the second floor and saw that the gunmen hadn't relaxed at all. Both the first floor and the stairs were within the range of their firepower, so Zhang Haiyan had no choice but to follow Warner obediently and go to one of the booths on the second floor.

The door of the booth wasn't closed, and it was easy to see some exquisite appetizers inside. Miss Dong and Warner sat down, and then the three of them decided what drinks they should order.

"I heard that there's a special wine for the ball," Warner said. "Give us a glass of it."

When Zhang Haiyan looked around and didn't see any attendants, he knew that Warner was talking to him. 　　

He cursed secretly in his heart and stood up. It turned out that he was sitting with them so that he could act as their waiter. He approached the wine cabinet in the booth and saw that a bottle of wine had already been opened. There was also a box next to it. Zhang Haiyan was a little puzzled and glanced back at Warner, who winked.

Zhang Haiyan took the box and wine to the table.

"Miss Dong, what do you think about the matter I mentioned last time?" Warner asked as put his napkin in his lap. 　　

"I already told you. The deal we made when we got on the ship is the final version. I can't satisfy any of your extra requests." Miss Dong lit a cigarette and looked at Steven a bit contemptuously.

Zhang Haiyan was still looking at the two gunmen outside the open door. He could just knock Warner down and abduct Miss Dong, but he knew those skilled marksmen could still hit him directly even if he kept Miss Dong close.