92 I Just Wanted to Kiss You, Alright? 1 (2/2)

”Yes, the delivery man was wearing gloves at that time.”

”The culprit is indeed very meticulous, to be able to come up with such a seamless scheme and commit such a revolting act of misdeed while leaving no trace nor clue. I really wonder, who could it be?”

Jin Qingyan glanced at her from sideways and said, ”Whoever it may be, and no matter how meticulous and seamless the plan, there's bound to be a flaw which will give the game away. We have to find out who the culprit is.”

”I'll investigate about this matter myself. Don't burden yourself with this.”

”Didn't you want me to stand up for you? Have you decided to seek your own justice, this time?” he asked with a raised brow.

”It's better that I go ahead with the investigation myself. I'm certain that I'd be able to find out who the culprit is and return her the dead rats personally. Only then will I feel a great sense of achievement.”

An Xiaoning turned around and returned inside the house. She knew deep down that the culprit was definitely someone she knew.

There were only very few people who knew her personally; thus, it would not require too much time even if she investigated them one by one.

However, Jin Qingyan thought otherwise. He was not positive that she would be able to find out the identity of the culprit within a short period of time, considering the fact that the culprit was so secretive about it. Moreover, there were no fingerprints, no face to be verified, nothing except the vague memory of the courier's voice. It was, indeed, a tall order to find out who the culprit was.

Besides, there was no need to get involved personally, for he could simply hire someone to investigate the matter.

An Xiaoning was well aware of that fact. However, she had to interfere in the matter because she could no longer sit back and just ignore the culprit, who had tried to provoke her time and time again.

Moreover, it was no easy feat to be able to get one's hands on a silicone face mask.

After leaving home, An Xiaoning headed to the obscure location in the city where silicone face masks were sold.

If not for Jin Qingyan, she would have never expected for such a place to be a location for secret transactions, where the items displayed to the public were only a facade. In reality, face masks were being sold.

It was a shop that appeared rather ancient, with several calligraphy writings all over the walls.

Jin Qingyan reminded her once again that Fan Shixin had already investigated the location of transaction, but he did not manage to find anything suspicious. Thus, she would just be making another wasted trip.

Yet, the purpose of her visit was not to try and find out who the culprit was.

Instead, she was there to purchase a mask for herself.

It had never occured to Jin Qingyan that that was her plan.

Upon noticing her arrival, a man who looked to be in his fifties welcomed her warmly with a smile, ”Are you here to shop for some calligraphy writings? Feel free to look around, we have all types of writings here.”

An Xiaoning slid a note to him and said, ”I want this.”

After reading the note, the man stuck two fingers out and said, ”That'll cost this much, at the very least. If you don't have that much money with you now, I suggest you better not.”

”20 thousand or 200 thousand? Make yourself clear.”

”The cheapest one costs 20 thousand dollars. Missy, I can assure you that the quality offered here is the best. It's a risky business. The ones found elsewhere cannot be compared to this. Besides, those from the upper class society particularly enjoy patronizing me. So, are you interested in buying one?” the man asked, seemingly pleased and proud of his goods.

”Of course I am, please show me the way.”

”Please come with me,” he said as he led her inside.

An Xiaoning followed closely behind and asked while walking, ”Boss, you mentioned that your goods are of the best quality in the entire city?”

”That's for sure. Let me put it this way, the ones sold by others at cheaper prices of say, hundreds or thousands of dollars, cannot compared to the ones I have here. The ones sold here are so realistic, you won't be able to tell the difference. The cheaper ones, on the other hand, are of much lower quality, and they don't look realistic at all,” he answered.

An Xiaoning nodded and said, ”Oh, I see. How much does the most expensive one cost?”

”I'm afraid you can't afford that one,” the man said with a laugh. ”It's not that I'm looking down on you, Missy, but rather, every customer of mine comes from a wealthy family. That's because I don't ever advertise my craft, and people only know of this place based on word-of-mouth and introduction amongst the upper-class social circle. Most people who come forth often purchase those that cost tens of thousands of dollars per mask. So far, there hasn't been anyone who has purchased the one of the best quality.”