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Chapter 115

Chapter 115

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[Dear Ricardo: This is a mission briefing. Please head downstairs immediately upon receiving this message. There is a black Maserati sedan waiting at the hotel entrance with Illinois license plates reading 'CAS001'. The person inside will fill you in on the details.] The handwriting was free and easy, almost carrying a wild and unbridled streak. The stationery emanated a faint fragrance into the air—Floris men's cologne. Although this English-born fragrance lacked the rich density of French perfumes and the vibrancy of American ones, its style was rigorous and reserved. A person who wore this scent was likely an old gentleman with English sentiment flowing through his veins. Lu Mingfei recognized the scent because there was only one old man in the entire Cassel College who was partial to it.

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