Freya saw that Bradley's face looked grim and knew that he might already have an idea of the other person's identity, so she asked a question.

Heize had just shaken his head, but suddenly he thought of something and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, when he pointed the gun at me, he said, 'If you don't want to die, be a good boy and listen to me.' I was afraid of death, but I didn't want to be at the mercy of others either, so I still fought back."

Heize recalled the scene at that time, which was truly thrilling.

The other person had pointed a gun at him, and he had fought back with all his might. As a result, the bullet missed and hit the opposite wall, and he had luckily escaped with his life.

But the other person's marksmanship was precise and didn't give him much time to catch his breath. The next shot hit his lower abdomen.

What puzzled Heize the most was that after the killer injured him, he didn't take his life but fled the scene immediately.

This still made him feel that something was not right.

"Be careful yourself recently. I'm worried that the killer will show up again," Freya also guessed that the reason the killer didn't want to kill Heize was to give them a warning.

Since Bradley already knew the identity of the other person, there was no need to keep asking.

"No way. If the killer shows up again, I won't be able to survive," Heize said with a bitter expression.

This shot to the lower abdomen hadn't killed him, but would he be so lucky if the killer appeared again?

"Bradley and I will secretly send people to protect you. If there's any situation on your side, you must notify us immediately. Don't hide it like this time and deal with the wound on your own. Let me tell you, Mr. Black, if I hadn't come in time, you would be a fool now."

It wasn't that Freya was scaring Heize. If she hadn't given him an acupuncture treatment to reduce the fever last night when his high fever wouldn't subside, Heize would have become brain-dead this morning.

Heize said, "I was worried that you wouldn't be able to get away. Besides, I've been shot before, and I thought I could just deal with it myself. Who knew it wouldn't work this time and I got a fever? Also, going to the hospital was even more unsafe. What if the killer was lurking in the hospital? I would be going there to die."

Hearing him talk non-stop with valid reasons, Freya shook her head helplessly. "Don't worry. The other party's target isn't you. At most, they're just trying to scare you and won't really take your life."

Heize was stunned for three seconds upon hearing this.

When he reacted, he asked stupidly, "So, I got shot for no reason?"

Freya nodded. "That's right. This assassination was just a warning. The real target of the killer isn't you."

"Then who do they want to kill?"

Heize was even more confused.

He had been shot out of the blue, and now Freya was telling him that the person the killer wanted to kill wasn't him?

This was really unlucky!

"Anyway, it's not you. But Mr. Black, you've really been through a lot," Freya still felt a bit guilty. Just because of her and Bradley, Heize had been put in a life-and-death crisis.

But there were some things she couldn't say clearly. After all, it involved the enmity between two countries, and she didn't want to cause more trouble for Heize.

Worried that Heize would keep asking questions, Freya told him to lie down and rest well.

Heize's wound really hurt a lot, so he didn't continue to dwell on this issue. He lay flat and stared at the ceiling, feeling as if he were about to die.

"Wang Zixuan and Clara aren't suitable to take care of you. I'll transfer someone here. You take good care of your injury," Freya instructed.

Heize nodded. "Okay. I trust you to handle it."

To help Heize recover better, Freya transferred two doctors from the medical clinic to assist. After the doctors arrived, she and Bradley left.

After getting in the car, Bradley didn't start the engine. The two of them just sat there, and neither of them took the initiative to speak.

Finally, it was Bradley who took the initiative to say, "There's no doubt that the killer was sent by Yuan Country."

Through Heize's account and his own understanding, Bradley already had a clear idea.

Freya also understood the answer through her observation and Bradley's expression. She nodded and said, "Then what should we do next?"

The enemy was in the dark, and they were in the open. The situation was clearly not in their favor.

Bradley reached out and took her hand, saying in a deep voice, "Since they've targeted Heize, we shouldn't come to Zexuan Studio for a while. Also, you can't contact Heize and the others anymore."

The killer could find Zexuan Studio, which clearly meant that they were secretly watching their whereabouts.

Heize was the person in charge of Zexuan Studio, so the other party naturally targeted Heize.

If they continued to show up here, Bradley really couldn't guarantee who the killer would target next.

So the best thing for them to do now was to distance themselves from Zexuan Studio for the time being. As for the security of Zexuan Studio, he would have people protect it secretly around the clock.

Freya nodded heavily and sighed, "Okay. We should deal with the matters in the capital city as soon as possible and then leave here quickly."

She was also worried that this time it was Zexuan Studio, and next time it might be the Mu family's old house.

Therefore, their presence would only put these people in danger.

...

After returning to the Mu family's old house, Freya didn't take a rest. She first went to give the old master an acupuncture treatment.

After confirming that the acupuncture could help the old master fall asleep more quickly, Freya taught the acupuncture method to other doctors and instructed them to give the old master acupuncture three times a day without missing a single session.

After that, Freya met with Mu Jinshen. Perhaps after this departure, she wouldn't come back as often in the future.

The two of them met in the back garden.

Originally, Bradley had insisted on accompanying her, but only after Freya coaxed him several times did he relax his guard against Mu Jinshen and agree to let her go alone.

After not seeing each other for several months, old friends naturally had a lot to talk about.

Freya looked at Mu Jinshen, who seemed to have become more mature, and smiled with relief. "I'm really happy to see your success now."

Mu Jinshen stood in the wind. His white shirt set off his tall and straight figure. In fact, from behind, his back was somewhat similar to Bradley's.

However, their temperaments were different. Bradley was relatively more imposing and cold, while Mu Jinshen was a symbol of elegance, giving people a gentle and warm feeling.

He slowly turned around and smiled at Freya. "I was too persistent before, which caused you trouble. Freya, this time I sincerely wish you and the third uncle happiness."

After figuring some things out, his mood also relaxed.

In the past, although Mu Jinshen had seemingly blessed Freya on the surface, whenever he saw her, his feelings of unwillingness and expectation were still hard to hide.

But now, he had let go.

Standing next to the girl he had once liked, he felt calm. When he saw her smile, he thought that her happiness was the best repayment for his past love.

"I also wish you and Yuanyuan a happy ending soon and that you two will love each other and stay together for a lifetime."

Freya said this with a smile. The wind blew, lifting her long hair, and she was still as beautiful and captivating as ever.