Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1087 - 1058: Whose Fault Is It

"Is Tang Hong? What did you do with Hong’s body that night?" Yelü Shou turned sideways to face Xiao Lin. "Before we see Zimu and the others, you have to answer my question. Are you, as our leader, going to keep this from us until the end? Even if I don’t ask now, Zimu and his brothers will. If you don’t want them to know, you better tell me now."

"I want to know too. But when we met Fourth Master, I thought maybe the dead could also come back to life. I didn’t mean to hide anything from you. Let’s go!"

It seemed that resurrecting the dead was a very simple matter for Mu Rongyun. If it was really as the old man said, that the experiment over ten years ago failed, then what did he see? Either Mu Rongyun was faking it, or the old man was hiding an important detail from him. "Hua Qingyi returned to Yanjing. I just got the news from Brother Luo, but he disappeared after staying for just one night."

"Is it true between you and Young Master Hua?"

The car drove on the road again, and Xiao Lin just laughed without answering Yelü Shou’s question.

The outskirts of Palermo are almost entirely estates. This area is private property territory. For the convenience of shopping, people began settling on the city outskirts since the last century, engaging in commerce. As time went on, the merchants here naturally formed a small-scale commercial area, which has undergone countless renovations and constructions to take shape, though it still falls far short of city center standards.

This area is also favored by certain individuals, far from the police, far from the family. Even if there’s someone in charge, they’re usually corrupt. A little money can settle things, depending on what you’re doing. The mayor is an esteemed figure elected by the people, but his position is effectively symbolic, occasionally resolving neighborhood disputes and organizing small events for entertainment.

These are typical circumstances for living around here, while the outskirts of this town are where Xiao Lin and the others are truly headed. The car stopped in front of a motor lodge in town, and Yelü Shou went to arrange a rental room, parking the car at the door. Ten US dollars can get you a decent apartment, with a small garden that accommodates only a table and two chairs plus some unidentified plants, without much difference in a garden.

"This is Robert’s territory. I’ll go contact Zimu and the others first. You wait here for my news. It’s still early, and his informants are everywhere here. I can’t be sure if he knows you, but it’s better to be careful."

The suite has a public computer and network. Xiao Lin logged into his account and entered his social circle, quickly finding Liang Feng, and sending the pictures from his phone over, waiting for a result. The phone beeped faster than he expected, although Liang Feng’s outcome was disappointing. Lin couldn’t unravel the symbol’s mystery. The multi-layered puzzle wasn’t her forte, but she did give him a newly released unregistered high-risk software online, which she wouldn’t use. If Xiao Lin didn’t mind, he could try it.

Opening the webpage revealed an adorable layout, with various interesting cartoon figures bouncing across the pages. Xiao Lin roughly looked over the content of the page. Amid the many formula structures were numerous people’s replies and messages. Soon, he found the puzzle-solving software Lin mentioned. Indeed, upon clicking, the computer issued a warning dialog box. Xiao Lin shut the computer, half an hour had passed, with another half hour before the agreed time with Yelü Shou.

He got a cup of coffee from the counter and sat in the small garden, much like the boss described, its protruding position providing a view of the entire street’s scenery. The town isn’t large, lacking upscale clubs and shopping centers—only individual shops doing daily business. Driving from town to the city center takes about forty-five minutes, which isn’t far for families with cars. In Yanjing, driving from one district to another could take at least one to two hours, enough to drive you mad with traffic.

Litting a cigarette, on his left, is a row of bakeries, cheese shops, and candy shops. Right in front is a restaurant, and on the left is a grocery store and a small tavern. From his view now, he couldn’t clearly see the shops on his side, but such a serene town wouldn’t provide any information he desired. It’s perfect for a peaceful retirement.

Suddenly, a bright red sports car screeched to a halt before him. The woman in the car wore oversized sunglasses that covered half of her face, highlighting her sharp chin.

"Get in!" The woman in the car shouted at Xiao Lin and honked the horn. Xiao Lin checked the time, seeing twenty minutes left until the agreed time. "Your man won’t come, get in quickly." Apparently sensing Xiao Lin’s inaction, the woman shouted again. Seeing a luxury sports car in town wasn’t surprising, farmers living in the outskirts are wealthy, though some poor people work for them in town. The woman in the car inevitably drew the attention of men. With some reluctance, Xiao Lin locked the door and jumped into the car.

The red sports car roared past, swiftly driving out of town.

"Miss Murong, I don’t think there’s anything for us to communicate about." Xiao Lin said somewhat testily.

"So why did you get in the car?" Murong Lengyue responded quietly but firmly, rendering Xiao Lin speechless.

"What happened to my people?" Never challenge a woman, nor argue about right and wrong with them, or you’ll face dire consequences. This saying, learned God knows where, prompted Xiao Lin to change the topic immediately.

"You have three subordinates here, don’t you!" Murong Lengyue focused ahead. Now they’re heading in the opposite direction from the city!

"Correct!"

"You might think I’m meddling, but you have your path, I have my connection. Someone betrayed you, so the information your men received is a trap. They won’t come back unless you go."

"Oh? How do I know your news isn’t fake?" Just after speaking, Xiao Lin felt the car’s speed double. This seemingly frail woman turned out to be quite the bold one.

"Do you think I’d harm you? You’re my fiancée." Murong Lengyue said after overtaking another car, slowing down. "Your good brother Hua Qingyi was sent back by my people. Your information network should have already told you his whereabouts!"

"Ha!" Xiao Lin suddenly laughed. "Since when do I have your informant around me? Also, I’ve said countless times, I don’t share that relationship with you. I have..."

"You have a fiancée. Her name is Xia Xue, now the legal owner of Sin City, awaiting your return there. You left your pet beside her, and that cleaner has become Sin City Lord, right?" Murong Lengyue glanced at Xiao Lin. "You do protect Miss Xia well, with top-notch hands inside and out."

With a screech, the speeding sports car emitted a sharp, piercing sound. The woman in the driver’s seat abruptly spun the steering wheel, letting the car rotate 430 degrees to face the direction it came from, with its rear parked sideways on another path.

Murong Lengyue gasped heavily, her face pale and behind the sunglasses, her eyes wide open. After a moment of blank shock, she abruptly cried out. "Are you crazy?" She never expected the man beside her to be so bold as to pull down her emergency brake. If he hadn’t reacted timely, they’d likely flip over, causing a car accident.

"This is a warning for you. Continue driving; we haven’t reached our destination yet." Xiao Lin rested one arm on the car door, speaking coldly. "Miss Murong is a smart person, should know the urgency, what to do, and what not to do."

"Xiao Lin, don’t forget I’m the recognized daughter-in-law by your Xiao Family." Murong Lengyue turned the car back on track, still trembling with residual fear.

"The Xiao Family always held the tradition of continuing the family line. I, Xiao Lin, have only one woman I want to marry. If you don’t mind, you can be second."

"You..."

"If you want to say that the consequence of offending the Murong Family would be such and such, then I’ll wait and see. But if you intend to harm my woman, then it’s a different matter altogether, I’ll give it my all. Miss Murong can weigh this difference herself." Xiao Lin spoke before Murong Lengyue did, trying not to end every meeting on a sour note. But being the old man’s appointed candidate, he wanted to avoid confrontations if possible. Just this woman, alas!

"Do you think that woman can take Sin City?"

"It was you behind the scenes, wasn’t it?" As if he knew all along, Xiao Lin sighed. "About Sin City, I, Xiao Lin, owe you one. As long as you don’t involve my woman, I can do anything for you, apart from the marriage agreement. This way is also for your own good."

"Am I so unappealing to you? Can’t you recall anything about us?" Murong Lengyue’s voice carried a small tremor. Xiao Lin frowned—should he remember something? (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)