The sex doll.
"Hey, don't peek, seeing us like this will bring bad luck."
The male sex doll followed.
"Staring at your butt cheeks? Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have that kind of fetish." Luo Qi pushed aside the weak-looking man, "Excuse me, we're just coming in to find something."
"I recognize this." V, with sharp eyes, spotted something on the ground, "Evelyn's jacket, all wrinkled up, must've been left here for a long time."
"Jacket, wallet, schedule, all here. It must've been an urgent situation," Jack said.
"Didn't you hear? They told you to leave quickly."
At that moment, the man spoke in a twisted, pinched voice.
"If you don't leave, we'll call security, okay?" The female sex doll added.
"Security?" Jack chuckled with a rough throat, "They might not be able to answer you for a while."
The entire Cloudtop's Tiger Claw gang was lying on the ground.
"This one's not bad." Luo Qi grabbed a purple samurai sword from the table, "A high-quality product from Huangsaka, good stuff."
He swirled the sword in the air, the feel was nice.
Meanwhile, Moer, standing behind, was holding a samurai sword found in the corridor, hesitating to speak.
"Hey, here."
Jack couldn't stand it anymore, took the sword from Moer's hand and stuffed it into Luo Qi's arms.
"Your girl... your girl specially found this for you, hold on to it."
Amidst the glitz and glamour, Luo Qi saw a hint of sincerity on her face.
But it soon disappeared, becoming unclear as she turned her face away.
"Thank you."
As he walked past her, Luo Qi rubbed the back of her head, then thought for a moment, moved his hand down, gently inserted it into her hair, and leaned in with his face.
Touch.
[Bringing your own girl to Cloudtop, you really have a way.]
Johnny couldn't stand the sickeningly sweet romance anymore and commented sarcastically.
"Shut up, unwanted old floozy." Luo Qi retorted.
Ignoring Johnny's "go to hell," he headed deeper.
"The Woodman's office should be right here."
V looked at the obviously different door and said.
Upon opening the door, the bald man sitting in front of the red carpeted desk was looking at them with an unfriendly face.
"Hey, no guests are allowed in here."
He warned with his rough voice and continued to munch on the burger in his hand.
"Would you mind going outside and closing the door? Can't you see? I'm very busy."
His eyes shifted, seeing V, Jack, and Moer coming in one after another, his expression became even worse.
"So many people coming in... and a girl? Well, we're not currently taking new sex dolls. But, she looks quite pure, some guests might like her."
"I'm looking for a woman named Evelyn Parker." Luo Qi got straight to the point.
"We don't have a girl with that name here," the Woodman shook his head without a thought.
"She used to be here, what happened?" V said with certainty.
The Woodman stretched his waist and casually put the half-eaten burger on the table: "Maybe she did what all sex dolls want to do - found a unicorn and rode away. Ha, she wasn't even good enough for you. Try Locksey in Room 2. Same peachy butt, the other behavior chips will take care of it, no difference."
"You don't look like an unreasonable person, we can try to cooperate." Luo Qi spread his hands.
"And you look like a lunatic who's never been dumped by a boyfriend or girlfriend. But go on, I'm listening." The Woodman raised his eyelids.
"I don't have time to bullshit with you. I'm asking you where Evelyn is." Luo Qi said, holding his temper.
"Are you visually impaired? Our business is flesh, not finding missing persons."
The Woodman still refused to answer, then pointed at Luo Qi with his finger and sneered.
"Let me guess, you slept with her a few times, and now you're emotional and want to persuade her to be good? Go to the front desk - in a few seconds, they'll find you a soulmate 2.0."
Luo Qi touched his wrist: "Do I look like I'm here to joke with you?"
"Fine, whatever you want, but get out of here as soon as possible."
The Woodman held out his hands, showing he didn't care.
"You've been hiding things about her. I heard you told everyone she went to Oslo." V spoke up, "I mean, do you even know where Oslo is?"
"Let me ask you, with so many girls here, why do you have a thing for her? Tell me?"
The Woodman turned his chair, walked to the cabinet by the wall, and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Her work is average... I admit, she looks good, but she's just an ordinary prostitute, always dreaming of being a princess. No different from the others selling themselves, they all brought it on themselves."
"Or what?"
"Do you guys like doing it together?"
The Woodman threw away the wine glass in his hand and reached for the gun on his waist.
"Pfft-!!!"
In the moment he turned, Luo Qi pulled the cap off the pen on the table and stabbed it into his eye.
"Ahhhhhh-!!!"
The bald man with blood spurting from his eye fell to the ground, the gun dropping to the floor.
He screamed in pain, leaning against the wall and desperately supporting the cabinet, trying to stand up again.
"I've been fucking patient with you for a long time."
Luo Qi walked up, stepped on the pen embedded in his eye, driving it further in.
The Woodman's body, like a fish just out of water, convulsed wildly for a moment before going still.
Dealing with this kind of jerk was nothing new for Luo Qi.
If it were just insults against himself, he could let it slide, get the information, and then chop them down later.
But the way he talked about Moer as if she was just some trash selling her ass.
It really made him particularly angry.
However, the others, especially Moer, highly approved of Luo Qi's actions.
Fortunately, useful information was found in the Woodman's computer filled with all kinds of disgusting data and websites.
"Twisty Street's Finger Brother? He sold the broken Evelyn to him?" V frowned.
"Poor thing, mano (brother)." Jack shook his head sympathetically, "What now?"
Meanwhile, Luo Qi began rummaging through the Woodman's "legacy" as if it were a boss treasure chest reward.
For example, a custom, expensive Ajax.
"Saving people is like putting out fires. What else can we do? Let's go."
"Let me call Judy first."
Taking their weapons from the stunned receptionist, Luo Qi and the others left Yunding.
While waiting for the elevator, V called Judy.
"I said I'd find you, right?"
Unable to hear the response on the other end, V continued to relay the news he had just received.
"Evelyn is no longer at Yunding. Her behavior chip is damaged, so she's been sent to-"
V's words were interrupted.
"Do you know where to find this Finger Brother?"
He was silent for a moment.
"I'm on my way to find her..."
With a sigh, he hung up the phone.
"Judy asked me to find Evelyn. Lucky, Jack, and... Moer, I can handle this on my own."
V's words were cut off halfway by a heavy pat on the shoulder from Jack.
"What do you take your brothers for? Do I look like someone who would abandon a brother?"
"I have no objections." Moer answered for Luo Qi.
She knew that Luo Qi was not the type of person who only cared about himself. Otherwise, after the Glaucus Tower incident, they would have parted ways, used each other, and gone their separate ways.
The old her was already numb to the routine of chasing and killing corporate targets.
But now there was a different, unusual feeling.
The sword in her hand seemed to have finally found its purpose.
Twisty Street was not far away. Exiting the H8 Super Skyscraper and heading deeper into the lower building area of Japan Street, they arrived at a red-light district filled with pleasure seekers. It was no less dirty and chaotic than Umlan Street, where Old Wei was located.
[You wouldn't believe it, but this place is really exciting.]
Johnny looked at the surrounding firework alleys and became excited.
"Give it a rest, wipe that drool off your mouth. You're like a hungry ghost in the middle of all this color, huh? This place is more to your taste, isn't it?"
Luo Qi plugged the PDA into the belt of his Ronin suit, with the camera facing forward so Johnny could see the surroundings.
However, at this point, he was starting to regret it - there was always a stinky rogue whispering in his ear. When he was in a good mood, he would make things lively; when he was in a bad mood, he would still make trouble. His blood pressure was like a roller coaster.