After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1754 - 1758: Zimo, the Sky Has Cleared

By the time everyone reached the base of the mountain, the sky’s dark clouds had been scattered by the wind, and golden sunlight was beginning to emerge from behind the clouds.

Luo Xiaoqian stopped at the car door and turned her face towards the mountaintop.

Only to see a beam of golden sunlight emerging from behind the clouds, illuminating the rain-soaked mountaintop with exceptional brightness. All the trees and grass, all the tombstones seemed to be flashing, "Zimo, the sky has cleared."

Leng Zimo followed her gaze and nodded gently, "I hope she’s happier in heaven."

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United States.

Manhattan.

A black car slowly drove into the Interpol office building in Manhattan, parked in the parking lot, and the two staff members in the car got out one after another. Leng Zirui, who had just endured a long flight of several hours, followed them.

"Please follow us!"

The staff politely guided him into the elevator, up to the 26th floor, where a Black police officer had been waiting outside. Seeing the three appear, he immediately led them into a small meeting room.

He offered Leng Zirui a seat, lightly turned off the lights, and pressed a button on the remote.

On the big screen, an image of a man began to appear immediately.

A face resembling Leng Zirui’s, lips curled up with a trace of a mischievous smile.

Black police officer Qiao introduced his details carefully, "This is the video of Roy we found in the bar. In this world, he only likes three things: money, strong alcohol, and women... especially fond of vodka, drinks a lot every day. He prefers Asian women, but he’s not promiscuous... He was born in Mexico, but doesn’t speak Spanish; his native language is English, and his Italian is moderate..."

Leng Zirui sat in the chair, one hand supporting his chin, listening carefully to the introduction, eyes fixed on the video of Roy, observing his gait, his manner of speaking, his habitual small gestures...

Details determine success, even if he resembles the other in looks, relying solely on that isn’t enough.

To succeed, he absolutely cannot overlook any small detail.

His gaze swept past the shiny earring on the other’s ear, and Leng Zirui spoke softly, "Does he have tattoos?!"

"On his back, there’s a Six-winged Angel tattooed, along with the names of the women he loved..." The Black police officer’s tone carried a hint of suggestive nuance, "Nine in total!"

Leng Zirui spread his palms.

"Of course, we won’t really tattoo on you, there’s a type of paint that’s waterproof, the effect is similar to a tattoo. Our staff will apply it later." The other shrugged shoulders, "But, piercing the ear is essential."

Leng Zirui nodded, "Let’s begin!"

"Please come with me!" The Black police officer led him to an adjacent room where a professional stylist was already waiting for them.

Leng Zirui sat down in the chair, and the stylist immediately started working.

Piercing the ear, dyeing hair, creating tattoos...

Three hours later, the artist dried the special paint on his body.

"Done."

Leng Zirui stood up from a small bed, accepted the shirt of ROY handed to him by the staff, and draped it over himself.

Looking at his face in the mirror, he lazily buttoned two buttons, shifted his lips upward, revealing a smile that was alluring with a hint of mischief.

Watching Leng Zirui, the several staff members wore expressions of astonishment.