Chapter 267 Cold BodyBaihu was taken away from the main building by the butler.
The door of the living room closed slowly, and with a "bang", the teacup on the table shattered.
Zuo Yi looked in the direction of the sound and his eyebrows jumped.
"Ask Yan Wu to come down."
"Yes."
Qin Yanfeng opened his hand, and the blood scabs on his palm were not healed yet, and there were new cuts on it, making it a bloody mess.
He lowered his eyes and murmured, his chest aching, "Didn't you say you could protect yourself?"
"Boss?"
Yan Wu came down quickly and when he opened the door he saw the blood on Qin Yanfeng's hand and was shocked.
He tilted his head to look at Zuo Yi beside him, who had quickly stepped forward and handed him a handkerchief.
Qin Yanfeng took it expressionlessly, "Send a team back and ask the three people on vacation to gather in the capital tomorrow morning."
Yan Wu's expression changed slightly. A team of people?
Zuo Yi glanced at him to signal him not to ask.
"I'll contact you right away."
The blood stain on his hand was not deep. Qin Yanfeng stood up and walked out. Zuo Yi followed him and handed him his coat.
"Go let them know. I'm going to Linjiang to look for someone."
When Yan Wu heard the word "Linjiang", his face changed.
There cannot be two tigers in one mountain. As one of the two tigers, he certainly knows the value of Linjiang.
Zuo Yi realized that these words were directed at him, and immediately responded, "Yes."
Yan Wu fell behind and caught up with Zuo Yi, lowering his voice and saying, "Why do you suddenly want to transfer people back? Who are you going to find in Linjiang?"
Zuo glanced at him and said, "I advise you to contact them as soon as possible."
Yan Wu grinned at him and went back upstairs to find the computer.
Outside the courtyard, Bai Hu was still standing at the door holding the umbrella given by the housekeeper. When he saw Qin Yanfeng coming out, his eyes brightened up a bit, and he looked expectant and nervous, "Mr. Qin."
Whenever Qin Yanfeng looked at him, he would recall the many times when Shen Manzhi stood next to him.
He concealed the unnecessary emotions in his heart and walked forward, "What else?"
"We have some manpower."
Qin Yanfeng gestured to Zuo Yi to drive, then tilted his head to look at him seriously.
“Who do you work for?”
Bai Hu was stunned and pursed his lips, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin..."
"never mind."
Qin Yanfeng raised his eyelids slightly. If he asked too much, she would be unhappy again.
"Does she have a primary doctor here in Huaicheng?"
Baihu reacted, but didn't say anything in a hurry.
Qin Yanfeng looked at him and said self-deprecatingly, "In your eyes, I know almost nothing about her. Are we so alienated from each other?"
Baihu was indeed too cautious. After all, he didn't know how much Qin Yanfeng knew about his ancestors, let alone this secret that even Si Qi didn't know.
"No, Mr. Qin, I don't know a lot about my ancestor..."
Qin Yanfeng walked over him with an umbrella, leaving a vague voice mixed with the heavy rain, "Take Dr. Shen with you to the capital."
It was raining heavily. Baihu looked up at the sky. It was covered with dark clouds and there was no sign of daylight at all.
Capital city, sparkling river, rainy night.
The Hummer passed through the gate and headed straight for the manor. Before the car stopped, the door was opened. The leather boots splashed a circle of water on the ground, and the cloak fluttered behind him in the wind.
Even the person who was ready to greet him didn't have time to raise his umbrella.
Immediately afterwards, the person in the passenger seat opened the door and jogged after him.
"Sir, you are finally back!" The tall man standing at the door came out from the corner of the corridor, his face flashed with joy for a moment, and then his face became heavy, "I have notified the doctor to prepare the medicine."
Si Qi had a stern look on his face. He took off his cloak and threw it to the people around him, then walked upstairs without saying a word.
The person behind him was about to follow when he was stopped by the tall man, "I thought you wouldn't receive the news until tomorrow. You're driving me crazy!"
"I just rushed there yesterday morning and was informed that the plan was cancelled."
"Hmm? Can the plan be cancelled if the gentleman goes there in person?"
The man's expression suddenly turned cold, and his tone was low, "The undercover sent out a death signal, and the plan has changed. Everyone evacuates. Just as you guys received the letter and returned along the way, my husband and I flew back first."
The tall man patted his chest and said, "Luckily you guys came back in time. We sent people in this morning and injured several people. If we had delayed any longer, who knows what would have happened..."
"When did it happen?"
The two of them went upstairs together. There was a group of people waiting at the end of the corridor, including several people in white coats. The situation looked very serious. The tall figure took something from the doctor, stood at the door for a while, and then pushed the door open and walked in.
The light came out from inside and was instantly blocked.
The tall man took out a cigarette box, shook out a cigarette to him, and sighed, "Yesterday afternoon, Nan Zhi came to see Mr., and Mr. gave her two choices, either to stay or to go to Yuncheng to take on this mission... Mr. drugged her tea and went to Yuncheng himself."
"What do you mean sir? She's unconscious?"
"The dosage was a bit heavy. I figured she would wake up at least at night. I asked Sister Lan to call people for dinner, only to find that she had locked herself in the bathroom... I guess the master wanted her to stay in Linjiang, so he deliberately prevented her from going to Yuncheng for the mission."
Unexpectedly, her illness suddenly relapsed just after her husband passed away.
The tall man was smoking and didn't say anything else.
The man pondered for a while, not daring to presume on the master's mind, and changed the subject, "Are the symptoms the same this time as before?"
"This time it looks more serious. There was almost no sign. I was afraid she would suddenly..."
The tall man stopped in time, turned his face away and coughed a few times.
The man looked up, "It'll be fine."
At the end of the corridor, a group of people gathered together. They were all silent, with serious expressions, but each of them was preparing for their own work.
Si Qi hid the needle in his sleeve and walked in slowly and lightly.
The curtains were half-drawn down and hanging in a messy manner. The dark sky hung in the air, and dim light was cast in every corner of the room.
The room was like a crime scene, with drawers and boxes turned upside down, shredded paper, and a few drops of blood on the glass on the floor.
The bloodstains flowed all the way to the bathroom, dripping more and more. Si Qi's heart tightened and he pushed the door quietly.
A strong wind blew past, and he leaned back suddenly. The smell of blood and flowers permeated his nostrils. Something reflective flashed before his eyes, and he was forced back half a step by the sudden kick on the door.
He had no choice but to push his legs forward again. Si Qi grabbed the pale wrist and pulled the person out. The two of them rolled to the ground in an instant.
I don't know if it was blood or water that dragged across the ground, making it wet and slippery.
The scattered long hair covered Si Qi's face, and he could not see clearly. The lens was held in Shen Manzhi's hand like a dagger, and he stabbed at Si Qi with a cruel look.
Shen Manzhi is so powerful that he is like a thug at this moment.
After all, most of her boxing skills were inherited from Si Qi. No matter how strong her techniques and awareness were, they allowed Si Qi to find a breakthrough in the cracks. After several rounds, he was able to barely subdue her.
The needle in the cuff slipped out, and his hand lost strength, which was discovered by Shen Manzhi. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in those beautiful eyes, and the tip of the lens slid in front of him, cutting through a thin layer of inner clothes and starting to bleed.
At the same time, the needle entered Shen Manzhi's neck.
At that time, the only sounds left in the room were the breathing of the two people. Shen Manzhi looked confused for a moment, his eyelids slightly closed, and he opened his eyes with extreme fatigue, yet defensively, looking at the person in front of him.
Si Qi's brows were furrowed the whole time, and when he saw the scratches of varying sizes on Shen Manzhi's arm, his expression suddenly changed.
She used her last chaotic consciousness to recognize the person in front of her, and the lens slipped from her hand.
"Sir...it hurts so much..."
The weak voice hurt Si Qi. He held her wrist, bent down and kissed her soft fingertips, and spoke in a very low voice.
"Feel sorry."
Shen Manzhi finally couldn't resist and fell into Si Qi's arms.
What a cold body.
I was too sleepy to fall asleep last night.
