Su Chen rolled his eyes and gave him a sideways glance. “I don’t remember you being so free that you’d be so calculative about money with me. By the way, what’s going on on Qi Qiming’s side? Don’t tell me that it was Qi Feng’s doing,” he said with furrowed eyebrows.
“I want to know that too. He has the most motives in many of the incidents. Plus, his signature is all over those events, but it’s just that there’s no evidence to prove that it was him. If what we think is true, he does know how to hide and protect himself since he doesn’t make a move easily,” Mu Yuchen did not raise his head while he commented in his indifferent, emotionless tone.
“No matter how well he knows how to conceal himself, it’s impossible to be flawless. If there’s his shadow in one or two things, it can be said to be a coincidence, but if it’s on everything, then it means that something’s fishy. We’re both not people that believe in coincidence, are we?” Su Chen said disapprovingly while he stood up from the chair and walked towards Mu Yuchen. After casually taking out a packet of tea leaves from the tea cabinet, he sat down opposite Mu Yuchen, grabbed the kettle that was just boiling at the side, and began to brew some tea.
Mu Yuchen skimmed through the documents, and his charming face stiffened as he did so, but it returned to normal after that. He then kept the folder silently and placed it aside while Su Chen handed him a cup of freshly brewed tea.
“I think so too, but there’s no evidence. Everyone can only see the outcome, and ultimately, now even after so many coincidences, he’s still fine. He sure has got some luck there,” Mu Yuchen said as he reached out for the tea to take a sip leisurely.
“It’s such a huge project that it lies in your hands. I’m powerless from now on. You asked me to find a way to get my hands on these materials. You must have doubts regarding Wang Qin’s misfortune, don’t you? But this matter has been silent and there hasn’t been any result yet, so I feel it’s strange too. And I thought Uncle Mu cared a lot about this issue too.”
“Li Si came by this morning. He said that the murderer has been found in Los Angeles, but he has been unconscious ever since he was injured,” Mu Yuchen said in his deep voice.
Instantly, Su Chen raised his eyebrows. “So does this mean that there’s a way now? As long as the murderer wakes up, we’ll know who hired him?”
“It won’t be that easy since he is a killer. Also, we don’t know how many lives he has taken. They are people with their lives on the line, and they should know that once they’re caught, they’re as good as dead, so they might not give up their employer. A real killer usually has great professional ethics. The information I got from my father is that the killer is an orphan and a loner. He was in the military and is quite the sniper,” Mu Yuchen poured all the information that he had out calmly.
Su Chen nodded. “Then, it won’t be easy to get him to talk.”
Mu Yuchen took another sip of tea as he glimpsed at the clock opposite him and discovered that it was already 3 o’clock in the afternoon. He then suggested, “It’s a rare opportunity for us to catch up, and since it’s about time, let’s pay Zimo a visit and have dinner together tonight.”
“Great, let’s go to Dragon Hot Spring. It’s been some time since we last enjoyed ourselves,” Su Chen agreed.
“Won’t your wife lock you outside of your room when you go home?” Mu Yuchen gave Su Chen a pregnant gaze when he heard that suggestion.
Su Chen replied to his gaze with rolled eyes and said coldly, “I’m a decent man. Plus, what’s wrong with enjoying myself? It’s not like I’m out looking for another woman.”
“Oh, I smell something fishy there. Is there something wrong between you and Ji Zitong?” Mu Yuchen quickly caught the anomaly in Su Chen’s tone and said with certainty.
Su Chen did not bother him. He placed his teacup aside before standing up suddenly to grab his police uniform jacket on the side in one hand and drape it over his shoulders. “I thought you said we’re going to Zimo’s place. Let’s go. You’ll drive!”
While speaking, he had already taken his hat from the table to wear on his head, and he strode out the door.
Mu Yuchen took a glance at the tall and bold silhouette that had just disappeared at the doorway while a trace of amusement brushed the corners of his lips. He then caught up with Su Chen.
“First Master, we’re doomed!”
In the evening, Morrison knocked on the door of Qi Feng’s office and rushed in nervously while his eyes overflowed with panic and anxiety.
Qi Feng, who was looking down and reviewing the documents, creased his eyebrows. When he raised his head and glared at Morrison, his expression stiffened as he seemed to be dissatisfied with Morrison’s reaction.
“What’s wrong?” Qi Feng asked coldly.
“First Master, this is bad. We might have screwed up! The man has disappeared, and there’s no trace of him now. I worry that he might have been caught by the police! I heard him say a while ago that many people have their eyes on him. I’m afraid that…” Morrison reported his findings restlessly.
Upon listening to that, Qi Feng frowned slightly in an instant and clenched the pen in his hand. Uncertainty could be seen in his eyes.
“Master, is there a possibility that the cops might have…” Before Morrison could finish his sentence, Qi Feng had already raised his hand to hush him.
“He’s not a man that opens up that easily. Furthermore, we can’t be sure whether he’s fallen into the hands of the police, so don’t sh*t your pants.” Although Qi Feng felt uneasy, he did not panic sincenot many people knew about the man who was involved in the matter. Moreover, the people that he found were ones that he trusted. The only thing that bothered him at the moment was whether the person, who deliberately clung tightly to the matter, had gotten any proof that tied him to it.
“You’re right too, Master. It’s just that I’m truly worried. Mu Yuchen isn’t a man to be trifled with. Ever since he was apprehended for a few days for Wang Qin’s incident and got out, he has never given up on searching for the truth. He went to the Maldives a while back. I think it was more than just a vacation.” Morrison frowned and his tone sounded very serious.
Qi Feng raised his arm and rubbed his bulging glabella, then he spoke in an abnormally cold tone, “This isn’t his first time ruining my plans. Time after time, since when did he not get involved in my plans? He’s always there dealing with me deliberately!”
“First Master, so what should we do now? I just came back from the hospital. President Qi hasn’t awakened. Second Master and his bodyguards are on guard there, so we couldn’t get close to the room. So far, President Qi isn’t out of the woods yet, and his condition escalated just now. Fortunately, the doctors made it there in time. Why don’t we…”
“Shut up! Don’t worry about things from over there. Is all this still not chaotic enough for you? Since when did I tell you that you can make such calls yourself?!”