A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 534 534:

"What did you just say?"

Dirk Carter suddenly interrupted her and asked.

Seeing Dirk Carter's sudden agitation, Renee Carter was a bit taken aback and said, "I said I need to remind you..."

"Not that, you said Fang Xiumei is dead too. How do you know Fang Xiumei is dead?"

The reason Dirk Carter asked this was because Fang Xiumei's body hadn't been found yet, meaning her death hadn't been confirmed. Arlo Yarbrough took the pair of underwear and the bloody stick along with the hair extracted from Fang Xiumei's massage parlor to the Rexton City Police Department and hasn't returned yet.

So how did Renee Carter know Fang Xiumei was dead?

"Yeah, didn't you know? The whole judiciary system is talking about it. You've already found out that Fang Xiumei was murdered and got her underwear and bloodstains. Otherwise, why would I tell you everything I know?"

Renee Carter asked in surprise.

Dirk Carter shuddered.

He took out his phone from his pocket.

He dialed Arlo Yarbrough.

On the call, Arlo Yarbrough told him that he hadn't received a written report yet, but the news has indeed spread everywhere. When he got to the police station, he repeatedly emphasized that this matter must be kept confidential, yet somehow it leaked.

"Could it be that someone deliberately leaked this information?"

Renee Carter sat up and asked.

Dirk Carter's face was sullen, and he nodded, asking, "What is Apex Group's Bennett Kane's relationship with the former Secretary General Jeff Hughes?"

Renee Carter pondered for a moment.

Then said, "Not great, I guess. They rarely had interactions in public. When the new materials company was established, it seemed Jeff Hughes didn't even attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony. How does this relate to the information leak?"

Dirk Carter shook his head and said, "We can't confirm now. Let's put this matter aside for the time being. Put your clothes on first."

Renee Carter asked, "What's wrong?"

Dirk Carter said, "The plan you used to call me here was impeccable, but now that I've found out about Fang Xiumei's death, the news has spread. Bennett Kane won't sit idly by; he'll definitely send people to follow me. I've come to this bathhouse, and you're in this bathhouse too. It's easy for them to think we're meeting here. It's likely they'll take action. I've been here for half an hour; if my guess is correct, their people will be here soon."

Hearing this, Renee Carter realized the danger.

No longer caring about her underwear, she quickly dressed.

Dirk Carter pushed the door open, glanced into the corridor, and confirmed there was no immediate danger before saying to Renee Carter, "Let's go!"

As soon as they stepped out the door, they heard a voice from the corridor's corner say, "Box 258, let me take you there."

It was the voice of the previous female attendant.

The two exchanged glances.

Retreating was not an option.

In a moment of desperation, Dirk Carter decisively pushed open the door of a secure room next door.

Fortunately,

the room was empty.

But the room was large with nowhere to hide.

Dirk Carter pointed to a small bed in the room and said, "Get under it."

"It's so small, how can it hide both of us?"

Renee Carter asked.

Time was of the essence.

Dirk Carter crawled in first and said, "Come on, lie on top of me."

At this moment, it was the only option.

Renee Carter rolled onto the floor and, with Dirk Carter's help, lay on top of him.

The width wasn't enough, but the height was.

Thus, their bodies were completely hidden.

Renee Carter wasn't wearing underwear,

and her soft, large breasts pressed against Dirk Carter's chest, the soft bounciness feeling extremely comfortable, and at this moment, their faces were close together, eyes meeting, making the position quite suggestive.

To keep from falling,

Renee Carter had to tightly embrace Dirk Carter's waist.

"Secretary General Carter, can we not think about those boisterous things right now?"

Renee Carter said with a wry smile.

Dirk Carter replied, "I'm not thinking about anything."

"Don't say you're not thinking. If you press any harder with your 'gun,' it'll be poking inside."

Renee Carter said.

Dirk Carter blushed. It was only then he realized that the inconsiderate thing had somehow stood up, pressing right against Renee Carter's most private part.

He was just about to explain.

When he heard the distinct voice of the female attendant close to his ears: "No, they were obviously inside. I've been watching the corridor entrance all along and didn't see them come out."

"Is there anyone in the next room?"

A man's voice asked.

The female attendant said, "No, it's empty."

As soon as she finished speaking,

with a creak.

The door was pushed open.

A pair of feet in leather shoes appeared, rushing into the bathroom inside, not spotting anyone, then circling around the room.

At this moment,

their hearts were in their throats.

If the man slightly lowered his head, he would see the two stacked like building blocks.

The man's gaze also landed on the small bed.

He just prepared to squat down,

when a scream came from outside: "Ah... how could there be a man..."

It was a female guest's shout.

All at once, many doors opened, and screams echoed.

The female attendant got scared,

quickly pulling the man from the room, saying, "Let's go, hurry up, it'll be bad if they call the police."

After all, it was the women's bath area.

The man didn't dare cause a public outrage either,

so hurriedly fled.

The two didn't rush to come out.

They waited for about twenty minutes.

The commotion outside gradually settled.

Seizing the moment when the female guests went to the front desk to argue,

with Renee Carter covering him, Dirk Carter once again went to the restroom and climbed over to the men's bath area.

A few minutes later,

the two walked out of the bathhouse entrance.

At this moment,

In the Eastgreen Gardens District on Taigu Street, Koryn City,

two men in black clothes and black baseball caps appeared at the guard post of the residential area.

The dozing security guard jolted awake, suddenly seeing two men in the guard room. Just as he was about to stand up and scold them, a baton came crashing down on his face.

The guard grunted as he fell off the recliner.

Unconscious on the ground.

The younger man in black walked directly to the electrical control box, yanking a few wires until all the monitoring systems went dark.

They turned off the lights in the guard room.

Then shut the door.

And swaggered into the community.

Using the security guard's card to unlock the stairwell door, they climbed up to the door of a room on the 5th floor.

The middle-aged man crouched down.

After fiddling with a pair of iron wires in the door lock, there was a click, and the door opened.

They exchanged a glance.

And walked into the pitch-black room.

In the bedroom,

a man and a woman were sleeping soundly, completely unaware that strangers had entered their room.