But now, over a month has passed, and Chongzong has gradually forgotten about this woman's existence. Coupled with Mizuo's emergence from the depths of his heart and his efforts to embrace his new life, Chongzong's hatred towards this woman has been greatly diminished by time.

If the Chongzong from a month ago were to see the current situation, he would certainly have no doubts about Mizuo's actions.

"Sorry, I haven't adjusted my mindset yet. I wrongly accused you, Mizuo."

"It's okay, as long as you don't scream and shout like before. You're such a naive little virgin, I would be surprised if you weren't amazed."

Mizuo teased Chongzong with a mischievous smile. Chongzong wanted to retort, "It's not like you're not a virgin yourself," but upon careful consideration, Mizuo could indeed have climbed the ladder to adulthood, and that would be like adding another fatal blow to himself.

So, in order to avoid further damage, Chongzong stayed silent and endured Mizuo's mockery.

"So, Mizuo, according to what you just said, you haven't spoken to this woman in over a month?"

"Yeah, it's part of the training, after all."

"What's her name, who is she? You don't know any of that?"

"Yeah, I know too much. It would bring unnecessary emotions. To maintain objectivity and ruthlessness, I need to keep my distance."

"Didn't you strip her naked? Doesn't she have any personal belongings, like a wallet?"

"She does, but I didn't look. The reason is the same as what I just said."

—Eiji Hayamizu is really something.

Chongzong stared at Mizuo for a while, full of surprise and admiration. At least, being able to have absolute control over one's curiosity, Chongzong didn't think he could do that himself.

"What's wrong? Staring at me like that, could it be that you... like me?" Eiji Hayamizu's cheeks turned crimson as he shyly spoke.

This exaggerated acting made Chongzong can't help but laugh, and he instantly regained the feeling of the playful Mizuo from before.

"Don't be silly, Mizuo. It's getting late, let's investigate her identity now. Where are the personal belongings you mentioned earlier?"

"They're all in the room."

Mizuo took out the key again and led Chongzong into the room where the woman was being held. In the corner of the room, the woman's clothes were piled up. Mizuo moved the clothes aside, revealing a woman's backpack hidden underneath.

"Everything is in here."

Mizuo said as he walked towards the door of the room.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to look together?" Chongzong asked.

"I won't look. I'm not interested in this woman's identity. My only task is to help you detain her."

"Besides, I know too much, which might not be convenient for you, right?"

Wisdom gleamed in Mizuo's eyes.

Chongzong understood Mizuo's meaning, and didn't say anything more, he began to browse through the woman's personal belongings on his own.

In Chongzong's understanding, Mizuo's intention was that he didn't want to be too involved in this matter. Therefore, it was better to know as little as possible, just like the ancient Chinese escorts, only responsible for transportation, regardless of what exactly was being transported.

Eiji Hayamizu was the same, only responsible for confinement, regardless of who this woman was.

A clever and astute method of self-preservation.

As Chongzong looked at the information on the woman's health insurance card and driver's license, he realized that he had underestimated Eiji Hayamizu in the past.

He was not simply a womanizer.

But Chongzong was unaware that Eiji Hayamizu's intention was precisely to evoke these thoughts in him.