Lin Ziyan, who was just about to lie down to sleep, suddenly felt her eyelids twitching.

She suddenly stopped; the prayer beads were getting hot.

"bell……"

The phone rang in the room.

Only Lu Yunshen knows this number; she hasn't had a chance to tell Lu Qiuying yet.

"I am Lin Ziyan..."

She heard gunshots coming from the other end of the phone, and her hand involuntarily tightened its grip on the receiver.

Why were there gunshots at the Alt Hotel?

After listening to the person on the other end of the phone, Lin Ziyan said, "Okay, you guys come over now. The villa has a back door."

She hung up the phone, quickly put on her coat, and went to find her uncle.

Lin Ziyan knew this would cause trouble for her uncle, but she was certain he wouldn't refuse.

My uncle must have been a soldier before...

…

As night fell, white snow piled up on both sides of the road, the wind rustled, and the branches creaked.

"How did you end up over there?" Lu Yunshen asked, clutching the wound on his side.

If Mu Fang hadn't fired the first shot, that bullet would have pierced his waist.

Song Yi turned and glanced at Lu Tianqi, who was carrying a wounded soldier on his back, and said in a low voice,

“We wanted to go and take a look at that Chinese school, but the gatekeeper stopped us, so we thought we might as well climb over the wall…”

Mu Fang looked around warily, not daring to relax for a moment.

This is an affluent area, and many people here have gun licenses.

If someone suspects their group and suddenly fires a shot, wouldn't they be the ones who get ripped off?

The more Mu Fang thought about it, the more convinced she became, and her gaze grew even more somber.

It was purely instinctive; she hadn't touched a gun in years.

The gun in his hand was lent to him by a friend when he visited them for self-defense.

“We’re ready, that building up ahead…” Lu Yunshen said in a low voice.

The group quickened their pace. Fortunately, it was cold and there weren't many people on the road at this time, otherwise it wouldn't have been easy for them to pass through the wealthy area smoothly.

After all, every household here has bodyguards, and the level of vigilance is much higher than in ordinary residential areas.

Mu Fang glanced around and guessed that it might be Ayan's uncle's house.

She looked up and saw Lin Ziyan anxiously looking around, waiting for them at the end of the road.

"Come in quickly," Lin Ziyan beckoned to them.

The group quickly walked inside...

As soon as they stepped inside, the warmth instantly enveloped them.

Lin Shaowen, wearing only a coat, led them to the villa's basement.

"Put the wounded on this bed." Lin Shaowen said solemnly, picking up a white coat from the rack and putting it on.

This small room actually contained medicine and needles...

Lin Ziyan glanced at it and swallowed.

She was already imagining a turbulent era movie in her mind, with her uncle hiding in a wealthy neighborhood, and then…

"Ayan, give the medicine box to Mr. Lu." Lin Shaowen handed the medicine box to her.

Both Lu Tianqi and Lu Yunshen were grazed by bullets, with Lu Yunshen's wound being deeper and causing more bleeding.

Qi Wei lost too much blood and stayed in the low temperature environment for too long, so he fell into a coma and started to have a fever.

Lin Shaowen immediately gave him antipyretics and then began to treat the wound.

The smell of fish lingered in the air, mixed with the bitter smell of medicine.

The atmosphere became tense, and everyone's eyes were on Qi Wei on the bed.

His face was frighteningly pale, his lips were cracked and bleeding, and he lay quietly on the bed as if he had fallen asleep.

A few minutes later, "Bang!"

The bullets struck the stainless steel plate with a crisp sound, as if striking everyone's heart, causing a tremor.

"You'll be fine after the anti-inflammatory injection." Lin Shaowen's voice was slightly cold, but his words were reassuring.

Removing the bullet wasn't difficult for Lu Tianqi; the difficulty lay in obtaining anti-inflammatory drugs, which were hard to come by.

These kinds of drugs are not available in pharmacies in Germany; you have to go to a proper hospital to buy them.

Lin Shaowen turned and glanced at them, said nothing, silently disinfected his hands, and took off his white coat.

"You'll all stay here tonight," he said, and walked straight out of the basement.

He had already called his old friends when these people arrived, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Lin Ziyan pursed her lips and glanced at him, a ripple flashing in her eyes.

"Fang-jie, you'll sleep with me tonight." She pulled Mu Fang away.

There are several rooms in this basement; they can choose whichever they like.

Song Yi, “…”

"Brother, thanks for tonight!" Lu Tianqi patted Song Yi on the shoulder.

Lu Yunshen's lips twitched, and a complex light appeared in his eyes.

Song Yi's shoulder will probably be covered in bruises tomorrow...

…

the next day.

Lin Shaowen did not go to the company, but instead had his secretary deliver the documents to the villa.

He had done this before when he was in poor health, so he wasn't worried that his secretary would overthink it.

But the secretary delivered the documents much later than usual today.

Lin Shaowen's eyes flickered, but his expression remained gentle.

He picked up the phone, intending to call the company again, when the butler and secretary entered the study.

"Chairman Lin, the police have cordoned off all the villas in this area, so we were delayed at the gate for a long time," the secretary explained, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.

"Surround it?" Lin Shaowen frowned.

The secretary nodded hurriedly, "They want to search every villa indiscriminately. These people are crazy. Is this how they use taxpayers' money to do business?"

Nothing happened yesterday…

Lin Shaowen's eyes flickered, but his expression remained unchanged.

The secretary left after putting down the documents.

The butler, who had been standing guard at the door, saw a group of uniformed police officers walking this way and hurriedly went into the study.

"Master, they've arrived." The butler had barely finished speaking when the men entered the living room.

Lin Shaowen simply nodded calmly and stood up to greet him.

They're conducting an indiscriminate search; they'll definitely search the Lin family's villa.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to bother you, but we received a report last night that someone fired a gun in the street, so we need to check all the houses in this area," the team leader said politely, but his eyes were particularly sharp.

He barely finished speaking before ordering his men to begin the search without permission.

Lin Shaowen's eyes were cold as he glanced at them before continuing to read the documents, seemingly unaffected.

The butler hurriedly followed.

The Lin family villa has many antique vases displayed in the living room, as well as numerous famous paintings.

"Hey! Be careful...be careful..." the butler shouted anxiously when he saw one of them moving the vase.

The team leader frowned deeply and gestured for everyone to stop.

“This vase…” the butler said nervously, but when he met the captain’s eyes, he suddenly felt as if he had been choked and fell silent.

"Move it away."

The captain's indifferent voice fell, his tone colder than the snow outside.

His cold gaze swept over the vase, and he slightly raised his chin. The person next to him immediately stepped forward.

Several people moved the vase at the same time, and there was nothing unusual about the wall behind it.

The team leader frowned even more, stepped forward and knocked a few times. Was it solid?

He glanced around the living room, looked at the steps, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

"Can that door be opened?" he asked in a cold voice.

The butler wiped the vase, and following the direction he pointed, his pupils contracted.