Chapter 154 Rescue in the Dead of Night: Swift Actions, Who is the Master?

"Madam Qian, so what if you have the recording? It's nothing more than those people's speculations about my identity and Qian Lai's accusation that I hit him—but that doesn't mean I killed anyone. Madam Qian, they don't know about this audio recording you made, do they? The fact that you were able to find me by following a recording shows that you're a smart person."

"If that's the case, think about it carefully. If I really wanted to kill Qian Lai, I could find a deserted place, dump his body in the wilderness, or chop him up and feed him to the dogs, grind him into mincemeat to pave roads and build bridges, or at the very least, make him into minced meat and throw him into the sea to feed the fish. You said it yourself, my Qin family is powerful and influential. I can do any of these things without anyone noticing. Why would I just beat him up, send him to the hospital for treatment, and then let him die suddenly? Am I afraid that others won't suspect me?"

Qin Shu's words made Madam Qian's heart skip a beat.

In her early years, before she and Qian Lai separated, Qian Lai did many similar things in order to quickly gain a foothold in the capital and dominate the entertainment industry.

Qin Shu was right. If he really wanted to kill someone, why would he do it this way...?

Just as Madam Qian was lost in thought, Qin Shu had already sat down on the sofa.

"Take the voice recorder out of your pocket. That thing is useless against me. Because, I definitely didn't kill that person."

Madam Qian felt a chill run down her spine.

She had almost no secrets from this young man.

Peng Wen's gaze was cold and sharp as he extended his hand.

Mrs. Qian slowly closed her eyes, resignedly took out the recording pen, and placed it in Peng Wen's hand.

"However, although I didn't kill the person, I can help Madam find the murderer, and while I'm at it, also look for our son."

Qin Shu was certainly not acting out of pure kindness.

He never considered himself a kind and warm-hearted person.

The reason I helped was simply because I felt:

First, Peng Wen acted with restraint. After being beaten, Qian Lai would only suffer more pain but would not be in mortal danger. Therefore, his death was indeed suspicious.

Secondly, Qian Lai died just two days after these people finished talking with him. Even when Mrs. Qian heard the recording, she naturally thought of him as the murderer. Anyone else would have thought the same.

Third, if it were only Qian Lai's death, it might have been a case of double-crossing; but after his identity was exposed, coupled with Qian Lai's death, things became much more complicated.

Madam Qian suspected Qin Shu, but Qin Shu suspected the group of people in the recording.

To some extent, Madam Qian's recording helped Qin Shu guess Yang Xu and the others' plans ahead of time.

Yang Xu and others approached Qin Shu to discuss terms, which almost confirmed Qin Shu's suspicions.

This led to the subsequent deliberate entry into the situation, luring the snake out of its hole.

"Don't worry, Madam, your son will definitely be fine."

Inside the car, Song Ying took a bottle of water and handed it to Madam Qian. Seeing that Madam Qian was lost in thought and did not take it, she could only put it in her hand. "Ice water can calm people down, Madam. We will be there soon."

Madam Qian snapped out of her daze, grasped Song Ying's hand, and pleaded, "Madam Qin, my son, I beg you, you must rescue him."

"Don't worry, we will do our best—not just our people, the police are on their way there too, the child will definitely be alright."

Mrs. Qian nodded frantically, her eyes red-rimmed.

In the two days since Qian Jin went missing, she hasn't even had time to attend to her husband's funeral.

Qian Lai is dead, but her son must not be harmed.

-

The sirens wailed in the darkness, and vehicles along the route gave way.

Meanwhile, in two other directions from the capital, two other convoys sped toward Qingmiao Road.

Like three tributaries, they converge towards their final destination.

Yang Xu was the first to arrive at the factory.

The bloodstains on his face had been washed off, but the note was still stuck in his nostrils, making him look somewhat comical.

Upon arriving at the destination, Yang Xu asked, "Where is that son of a bitch Qian Lai?"

"Mr. Yang, the person is at the duty station."

"Take me there."

The factory on Qingmiao Road was an abandoned project from two years ago. Before that, a lot of equipment had been stored there, and an old man was hired to look after the factory.

Last year, after all the equipment and even scrap metal in the factory were cleared out, the old man was also laid off, and the area was completely abandoned, with hardly anyone coming and going.

Before Yang Xu even entered the room, he heard a boy crying and pleading inside.

"I've recorded the video you made me record. Please, please let me go! My family is very wealthy. I can give you money, just let me go back. Please!"

"Kid, you'd better be smart and stay put. Keep quiet and you'll be released when the time is right. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. The weapons I have aren't blind. If one of them accidentally stabs you, don't blame me for not warning you."

Yang Xu pushed open the door and entered.

The people inside immediately became wary.

The moment he saw him clearly, Qian Jin was overjoyed. "Uncle Yang! You're here! Did you come to save me? Yes, that's right, my mom must have found you. Please get me out of here and teach these guys a lesson!"

Yang Xu glanced at Qian Jin, then looked at the burly man guarding Qian Jin.

"That kid talks so much, doesn't he know to shut up?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man quickly replied, "Mr. Yang is right, I'll shut him up right now!"

As he spoke, the big man looked around for something and finally found a towel that looked like a rag in the drawer. He then walked towards Qian Jin.

"Uncle Yang, you, you're all in cahoots..." Qian Jin panicked. His eyes, which had been full of hope and ambition just a moment ago, were now filled with rage. "Yang Xu, you traitor! You kidnapped me! How can you do this to my father?!"

Yang Xu had already lost his patience before he arrived, and now, hearing Qian Jin's nagging, he became even more impatient.

With a wave of his hand, the big man stuffed the rag directly into Qian Jin's mouth.

The sour, rotten smell, thick with dust and grime, almost made Qian Jin vomit, and he coughed incessantly.

The room fell silent, save for Qian Jin's sobbing and struggling sounds.

"You just asked me if tying you up would be fair to your father?" Yang Xu chuckled, holding up his hand to examine it closely. "Well, you probably don't know who killed your father, do you?"

Qian Jin's eyes widened in fury, and he struggled even more violently.

However, he was tightly bound in the corner and could not break free no matter what he did.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you going down there to reunite with your son?"

Yang Xu looked up at Qian Jin and said, "Don't worry, child. I will help you fulfill your dream. Soon, you will be able to see your father."

After saying this, Yang Xu reached out his hand.

The burly man next to him immediately offered the knife in his hand with both hands.

Yang Xu originally wanted a gun.

but.

"The knife is good too. That way, no matter how many times I cut you, no one will notice—well, killing you directly wouldn't be of any use, keeping you alive is actually more useful."

Yang Xu gripped the knife, its cold blade striking Qian Jin's face, startling the boy so much that he froze, too afraid to move an inch.

"That's a good boy/girl."

Yang Xu chuckled and was about to say something when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside. His expression sharpened, and he saw his assistant panting as he pushed open the door.

"Mr. Yang! Something's happened! The police are here!"

"How did they find this place?!"

"I don't know, but quite a few people have come. Mr. Yang, you go first, we'll cover the rear!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xu immediately prepared to leave.

But after taking two steps, he remembered something, stopped, and looked at the big man, "Take this kid with you!"

Having a hostage gives you more confidence in what you do.

-

Police cars spread out around the factory, forming an encirclement, while the team leader led a small squad to sneak inside through the main entrance.

Meanwhile, a series of black cars stopped in the wooded area behind the factory. The people inside were all dressed in black. They blended into the gap left by the police in the night and disappeared.

After a while, several figures could be seen cautiously retreating from the back door in the distance.

Sitting in the car, Mrs. Qian recognized her son at a glance.

"It's Ah Jin! I want to go down!"

Madam Qian immediately tried to open the car door and get out, but Song Ying forcefully stopped her, saying, "Madam Qian, calm down! Getting out now will not only be of no help, but will also cause trouble for their rescue!"

“My son, that’s my son, my Ah Jin…”

At this moment, Madam Qian only had eyes for her child and couldn't hear a word anyone else was saying.

As a mother, all she knew was that her child was in danger, and her protective instincts made her rush down to shield her child.

"They're holding knives, holding knives to my son, I need to get down..."

"Zhao Jinru! Do you want to kill your son?!"

Song Ying's sharp question, using her full name, made Madam Qian pause in her actions.

“Zhao Jinru, those are professional rescuers outside. The police are in the factory right now. Everyone is actively trying to rescue your son. If you run out now, you will only cause trouble for them, unless you think Qian Jin is not dead fast enough and want to give him a push.”

Zhao Jinru did not speak.

But she didn't struggle or make a fuss about getting off the bus anymore.

Tears streamed down her face as she choked back sobs, clinging to the car door with her face almost pressed against the window. Her breath quickly created a misty haze on the glass, which she hurriedly wiped away with her sleeve.

They repeated this process tirelessly.

At the back gate of the factory, Peng Wen stood beside Qin Shu, reporting the news he had received.

"There are fifteen people in the factory. Ten are holding the rear and are currently delaying the police. The rest are with Yang Xu, and the hostages are also with Yang Xu."

"Remind the brothers to be careful; the safety of the hostages is the top priority."

"yes."

The footsteps grew closer, and the figures of Yang Xu and the others became clearer.

Several gunshots rang out in succession, tearing apart the silence of the night.

"Speed ​​up! The police have started!" Yang Xu shouted in a low voice.

The group quickened their pace.

Just then, Qian Jin, who was being forced to walk forward, felt a sharp pain in his calf, as if he had been stung by something. He lost feeling in his left leg after only a few steps, and he staggered.

The man holding him hostage held him in front of him. Qian Jin stumbled, and the knife in the man's hand slashed forward into the air due to inertia. Qian Jin tripped him, and the man lost his balance and fell forward.

At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm, as if pricked by a needle.

"Right now!"

At Qin Shu's command, the people hidden in the shadows suddenly appeared and surrounded Yang Xu and the others.

Yang Xu clearly did not expect that someone would be lying in wait here.

Especially since these people were dressed in black, they were definitely not police officers.

Just as Yang Xu was wondering who had attacked him, Qin Shu put away his gun and slowly walked out.

"I knew the police couldn't have found me so quickly, it was you—Qin Shu!"

"So what if it's me?"

"Don't think you can catch me just because you brought men here. Let me tell you, if you don't want Qian Jin to die, let me leave now!"

"What do I care if Qian Lai's son lives or dies?"

Qin Shu blew on the muzzle of the gun in his hand and lazily glanced at Yang Xu. "His father did so many evil things, and he even helped you record a video to slander me as the murderer. Who gave you the confidence to think that I would care about the life or death of such a person?"

Upon hearing this, the hope that had just risen in Qian Jin's eyes as he lay on the ground was instantly extinguished.

For a moment, Yang Xu almost believed it too, but quickly...

"No, you must save his life—because only in this way can you clear his name of the slander against you, Qin Shu, you wouldn't be that stupid."

"Then why do you think I brought the police?"

Qin Shu scoffed, "With the police testifying that Qian Lai's son was kidnapped by you, do you think his testimony is still useful? Who would believe it? Besides, don't you know better than me who killed Qian Lai? The hospital will give an explanation, and the forensic doctor will have his own diagnosis, so Qian Lai's son is of no use to me whatsoever. If you kill him now, I'll applaud you."

Qin Shu's attitude was so nonchalant that Yang Xu was successfully provoked.

"Fine, since you don't need him, why should I keep this burden around? I'll kill him right now!"

Yang Xu raised his gun and turned around, but at that moment, a sharp pain suddenly shot through the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the bodyguards who should have been standing by his side were all standing crookedly, and then one by one they collapsed to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Even he himself seemed to have lost his strength when he tried to pull the trigger, unable to press the small trigger.

Everything in front of him began to blur. Yang Xu turned around and stared at Qin Shu with eyes wide with fury.

What did you do?

"It's just a little toy."

Qin Shu waved the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger. Instead of a bullet, something unseen pierced Yang Xu's wrist as he gripped the gun.

The gun fell to the ground, and Yang Xu knelt down with a thud.

The surrounding crowd immediately stepped forward and rescued Qian Jin in time, while detaining Yang Xu and others and binding them tightly.

"Is the high-intensity tranquilizer gun any good, Mr. Yang?"

"As expected, Qin Yong has already handed CEW over to you..." Yang Xu suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, "Hahaha, Qin Shu, don't be arrogant. You think you can escape what your parents couldn't escape back then? Hahahaha!"

Qin Shu never expected that Yang Xu would suddenly bring up his parents.

He suddenly grabbed Yang Xu by the collar, "What do you mean by that?! Explain yourself!"

"Hahaha, you want to hear it? I won't tell you~ Hahahaha..."

Yang Xu burst into laughter.

Qin Shu's fist landed directly on Yang Xu's face, and a crisp sound came from the bridge of his nose.

The piece of paper that had been stuffed into his nostrils fell out, and blood flowed from Yang Xu's nose again. However, he seemed not to feel any pain, and even felt a little excited.

"Come on, hit me! Even if you kill me, your parents are already dead, and you yourself will soon be joining them in the afterlife, hahaha! How long do you think your Qin family can live so carefree? The Master is coming soon, and once he arrives, the Qin family will cease to exist in the capital!"

"Who is this gentleman?!" Qin Shu pressed.