Infiltration in Women’s Clothing

The short-haired girl looked around at her colleagues, one by one collapsing on the ground, and felt helpless in her heart.

But she admitted that others needed help more at the moment.

So, she covered her wound and followed Sister Zhang.

Sister Zhang walked to the bedside, opened the supply box, and inside were neatly arranged blue potions and medical syringes supported by foam boards.

She was skilled and quickly injected the blue potion into the severely injured maid lying on the bed.

As the potion was injected, the pain on the severely injured maid’s face gradually disappeared, replaced by a peaceful sleeping expression.

Then, Sister Zhang walked to the high-ponytail maid leaning against the corner of the wall and gently injected her with the blue potion.

The high-ponytail maid’s body gradually regained vitality, and her eyes sparkled with vitality.

The short-haired girl snatched the syringe from Sister Zhang’s hand.

“I understand what to do. Now, it’s time to inject the blue potion.”

The short-haired girl confidently held the syringe, the potion clamped between her middle and ring fingers.

She covered the wound on her abdomen with her other hand and slowly walked towards the maid lying in front of the bed, who was still conscious.

“Wait, Sister Yang, don’t come over. Let Zhang Xue handle it. You can’t handle it alone.”
The maid lying on the bed watched the short-haired girl approach her.

Sister Zhang stared at Yang Jia with dull eyes, a hint of worry in her eyes.

“How are you going to inject with one hand? And the needle hasn’t been changed, Yang Jia.”

Her tone was uneasy.

Although there was another syringe in the supply box, the potions were allocated one per person, and she didn’t want to provoke Yang Jia’s emotions at this time.

“Who said I’m only using one hand? I still have my mouth!”
Yang Jia said confidently, pointing at Zhang Xue with her middle finger, still holding the syringe and potion in her hand.

However, human fingers are flexible, but they can also make mistakes.

Just as she pointed at Zhang Xue, the clamped potion was flung out and landed on the ground, shattering into pieces.

Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jia’s forehead.

“There should be more potions, right?”

“One per person, there aren’t any extras.”

Bathed in the bright sunlight and dressed in a maid outfit, Yang Jia looked low-key and elegant.

She supported her forehead.

“Geniuses are always misunderstood.”

She was indeed a genius.

In yesterday’s turmoil, her contribution was not to be underestimated, successfully forcing the monster into the underground floor, and in this process, the damage she suffered was almost negligible.

But she was as talented as she was rash.

The wound on her abdomen was not because of the battle, but because of herself.

The flying knife she threw rebounded off the wall and hit her instead.

But she didn’t think there was anything wrong with her recklessness.

Now, she was worried about her colleagues who were left underground, wondering if they would encounter any difficulties because she wasn’t there.

But now, staying there would only be a burden, so rest assured, I will take care of the surface of the estate.

She turned around and focused her gaze on a maid.

The maid looked around, her expression quite suspicious.

“That one over there…”

Her heart tightened.

The maid turned around, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

Flowing hair complemented her fair face, and her petite and charming figure was captivating.

The only flaw was that her chest was unremarkable, but that didn’t seem to matter.

“This beauty, have we met somewhere before?”

Yang Jia smiled slightly, her tone teasing.

“What… I don’t think so.”

The maid’s face instantly showed panic and nervousness, and she was so shy that she couldn’t add anything.

Yang Jia gently lifted the maid’s chin, her body almost touching hers.

When their chests touched, the maid was clearly flustered and backed away.

However, Yang Jia’s other hand steadily wrapped around her waist, making her unable to move.

The maid’s cheeks instantly turned crimson, as if ignited by a raging fire.

“No, absolutely, we have…”

The maid’s face was shocked, and her body stiffened.

“In my dreams, we have met, my dream lover.”

Yang Jia’s eyes were like searchlights, tightly locking onto this strange maid, as if to engrave every detail of her in her heart.

The maid’s expression was dazed, as if struck, and she stood there frozen.

At this moment, a wooden tray slammed into Yang Jia’s head.

Another maid wearing glasses held the wooden tray and quickly apologized to the maid who had just been harassed.

“I’m sorry, miss, this guy is always like this, she likes to tease beauties. Next time you’re unhappy, just hit her on the head.”

“Hey, Chen Shuishui, I’m a senior, hitting a senior on the head is disrespectful,” Yang Jia protested in dissatisfaction.

“Alright, alright, as long as you can do the work of a senior,” Chen Shuishui replied with a smile.

“Speaking of which, I haven’t seen a beauty like you before! Are you new?”

“Yes, I just arrived today.”

“This job is very hard.”

“No, no, no, how could it be? With a respectable and lovely senior like you taking care of me, it’s not hard at all,” Yang Jia said, drooling as she approached the maid.

A hand grabbed Yang Jia’s collar and pulled her back.

“Senior, you have work to do,” Chen Shuishui said, staring at Yang Jia with a serious expression, full of murderous intent.

“Okay.”

The maid watched Chen Shuishui drag Yang Jia away, her hand on her chest, her heart in a panic.

“That was scary, I thought I was exposed. Next time, I should put on some makeup too,” she thought to herself, her face still flushed.

He was Fang Yutian.

Not long ago, he found a secluded public toilet, where he changed his clothes.

The maid outfit and wig were transformed by his magic wand.

Naturally, when a few boys saw Fang Yutian walking out of the toilet, they mistakenly thought they had entered the wrong place and hurriedly turned to the women’s toilet.

Since there were cameras at the main entrance, and most likely identity verification, Fang Yutian deliberately chose a hidden path to enter the Ma family in order to conceal his movements.

The last time he came here, Ma Guohao told him: There was a blind spot in the corner of the backyard wall, which was exactly the blind spot of the estate’s surveillance, which led directly to the back mountain.

Entering and exiting from there would not be discovered by anyone.

That place naturally became his excellent choice.

He wanted to go straight to Ma Guohao’s room, but he didn’t expect to encounter such a dangerous situation.

Fang Yutian knew that maid, Yang Jia had been a maid for some time and was deeply loved by Master Ma for some reason.

Her figure could often be seen during visits and dinners.

When Yang Jia approached just now, he thought he had been exposed.

The estate was different from usual.

There were fewer maids than usual, and even if they met, they mostly kept silent and buried their heads in their work.

Yang Jia, who took the initiative to say hello, was an exception.

Has something happened?

Fang Yutian felt a faint sense of unease in his heart, and his pace couldn’t help but quicken, then he headed for Ma Guohao’s room.

Every step seemed to be increasing his heartbeat, and the tense atmosphere permeated the air, making him feel suffocated.

Fang Yutian felt a faint sense of unease in his heart, and his pace couldn’t help but quicken, heading straight for Ma Guohao’s room.

Soon, he stood in front of a door that had been almost destroyed, and the scene before him was like a ruin.

The door was overturned and disappeared without a trace; the middle of the wall was hollowed out, revealing a mess, obviously after a fierce battle.

Several maids were busy cleaning up, trying to organize the chaotic space.

Fang Yutian looked around, his heart becoming more and more anxious, but Ma Guohao’s figure was still nowhere to be seen.

Fang Yutian quickly sorted out the clues in his mind:

When talking to Sister Zhang in the morning, the sound of fighting clearly came from the background, even mixed with gunfire.

Now, Ma Guohao’s room was in a mess, and the scratch marks on the walls and the traces of smashing showed that there had been a fierce fight here.

However, strangely, there were no bullet holes here.

Obviously, the location of the battle where Sister Zhang was located was not the same place as here.

What was even more intriguing was that the damage to the room was completely invisible from the outside, and the Ma family obviously deliberately concealed the truth.

And if this battle involved monsters, with the monsters’ destructive power, it was impossible for only this place in the estate to be affected from morning until now.

Then there was only one possibility:

Ma Guohao was kidnapped, and the kidnapper was likely a monster.

Moreover, the other party not only did not leave the estate, but was even very likely holding Ma Guohao hostage and continuing to confront the Ma family in this vast estate.

“That one over there, don’t stand idle, come over and help.”