When Gao Yang and Taylor returned to the car, Number Thirteen was basically still in the same state as when they had left, staring intently at the entrance of the mansion, motionless. Sitting in his seat, Gao Yang whispered to Number Thirteen, "Hey, move a bit, you need to take your medication." Number Thirteen remained unmoved, speaking in a deep voice, "No one has come or gone. Now is the crucial time for Polonsky’s election campaign, which means he is unlikely to be at home during the day." Gao Yang snapped, "Alright, now hurry up and take your medicine, we’re heading back. You need to change the dressing and get hooked up to an IV!" Number Thirteen’s leg didn’t just have a bullet hole; his injury was severe. In other words, his wounds hadn’t healed at all yet. He was out investigating with Gao Yang with three large cuts on his leg. Taylor took out a bunch of medicines, and Gao Yang grabbed a bottle of water. Once Taylor placed various pills into Number Thirteen’s hand and Gao Yang handed over the water, Number Thirteen tossed all the medicine into his mouth and drank several gulps of water to swallow them. "We have to wait and see if Poloneshenko comes back and at what time. There are still many things we need to observe." Number Thirteen said casually, then ignored Gao Yang and Taylor. Gao Yang grumbled, "I’ll stay and watch. Taylor, take him back." Taylor responded and was about to start the car, but Number Thirteen said quietly yet firmly, "Don’t make me angry. Really, I’m not well right now. Letting me stay is the smart choice, not your supposed concern." Gao Yang was left speechless, but beyond being angry, he didn’t dare to force Number Thirteen. Clearly, there was something seriously wrong with Number Thirteen right now. It was better to go along with him. Gao Yang awkwardly shook his head at Taylor, and then the three of them fell into silence again. Half an hour later, five cars suddenly drove up to the street corner and ultimately stopped at the entrance of the mansion. Gao Yang perked up and whispered excitedly, "He’s back!" Number Thirteen whispered, "Five thirty." Someone opened a car door, and after Poloneshenko got out of the car, he quickly walked into the gate, followed by another person, while several cars drove through the gate, circled the building, and disappeared. "There’s a courtyard and a garage behind the house. There’s someone waiting to open the gate, which means there’s someone at home waiting to let him in." After Number Thirteen slowly finished speaking, Gao Yang whispered, "Now that he’s back, and we’ve seen what we need to, can we leave?" Number Thirteen shook his head and whispered, "We can’t leave before ten o’clock tonight. We should actually keep watch all night, but I need to go back for treatment, so we have to set the time when Poloneshenko is likely to rest." Gao Yang shrugged helplessly. Since Number Thirteen had already stated a specific time, what else could they do but wait? After waiting for almost an hour, when a car they hadn’t paid attention to stopped by the street near the entrance of the mansion, a woman got out and hurriedly walked toward the gate. Gao Yang whispered, but Number Thirteen immediately became serious, saying in a low voice, "Drive closer and pull over. This woman might be an opportunity." They were somewhat far away, and the details weren’t very clear, so they needed to get a bit closer. Taylor pulled the car about forty to fifty meters from the mansion entrance and resumed waiting. Number Thirteen stretched his neck and whispered, "That woman, she hardly paused before entering, which means she’s very familiar with this place, and the people inside know her well, so she comes here often and often sees Poloneshenko." Gao Yang said seriously, "What are we doing?" "For now, nothing. Just wait and see." After waiting for nearly another hour until it was getting dark, Number Thirteen whispered, "Once it’s dark, it will be hard to see anything clearly. Get the night vision device ready but don’t take it out yet." Finally, the woman hurried out again, carrying a large women’s briefcase in one hand and a handbag slung over her shoulder, wearing a business suit. She briskly opened the car door and got into the back seat. Number Thirteen said urgently, "Wait and follow her!" Gao Yang noticed a detail: the woman had red hair... The so-called red hair wasn’t bright red or blood red but a reddish tint mixed with blonde. Typically, this was what people referred to as red hair. Gao Yang and Taylor exchanged a glance. Other than the coincidental nature of today’s events, Gao Yang didn’t know what to say. Number Thirteen had just recalled a red-haired woman he had killed, and before the day was over, they met another red-haired woman. After all, red-haired people are rare, and women even rarer. Gao Yang hadn’t forgotten something Number Thirteen had recently mentioned: every year on this day, he would find a red-haired woman to kill, even scouting one out days in advance, and today was the damn day. Without a doubt, Number Thirteen was a psychopath. Being a psychopath was one thing, but being a psychopathic killer, if he got excited and did something psychopathic, it might seem normal. The car the woman got into drove past them. Taylor gritted his teeth and followed, while Gao Yang said nervously to Number Thirteen, "You said you plan never to kill again, uh, just red-haired women, you’re serious about that, right?" Number Thirteen replied coolly, "She’s wearing a designer suit, around thirty-five years old, her bag is a designer brand, and the bigger bag she’s carrying probably contains documents, a bag that only professional women use. So, she might be Poloneshenko’s assistant or a senior manager. She was chauffeured in an Audi, which means she’s more likely a senior manager, and the key point is she seems to frequent Poloneshenko’s house. Originally, I planned to capture someone who worked in Poloneshenko’s house, but with our limited time and uncertain opportunities, she makes a good substitute." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel⟡fire.net Gao Yang said with a pained expression, "Buddy, you’re not planning to kill her, are you?" Number Thirteen’s expression turned cold, "I’m tempted, but I can’t say for sure." After saying this, Number Thirteen sniffed and softly said, "If you don’t want me to kill her, then keep a close eye on me, at least until I’ve asked everything I need to. Today’s me, my self-control is somewhat lacking. I’m worried it might jeopardize our mission." Gao Yang managed a weak smile and said, "Even though I don’t want anything to happen to you, your behavior in the past, well, that’s really leading you down a more and more psychopathic path, which is bad for everyone. Umm, I’ll keep an eye on you because I don’t want you to completely turn into a lunatic in the end. Of course, I also can’t accept you harming innocent girls for no reason. Uh, such behavior is truly too perverse!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users can read at m.qidian.com.)