Chapter 329 Perfect Cover

Her voice suddenly rose, her tone light and almost sweet, tinged with laughter: "Wanyu, thank you so much for coming to see me. It's so kind of you. Take care on your way, the steps are a bit slippery, don't fall!"

Almost instinctively, Fu Lian stepped forward and pulled his wife behind him without hesitation. His eyes were like torches, fixed on Fang Wanyu's figure, filled with defensiveness, anger, and an unyielding determination.

Fang Wanyu's heart trembled under that gaze. She forced a smile, her lips barely twitching upwards, but her expression was a hundred times worse than crying: "Brother Li An, I... I'll go now. I'll come see you another day."

After she finished speaking, she turned and fled in a disheveled manner, her steps unsteady, and she didn't even dare to look back.

The door slammed shut, shutting out the cold wind and dark clouds outside.

The room fell silent, with only the heavy breathing of the three people echoing in the air.

Fu Maihe let out a long breath, her whole body almost collapsing, her back already soaked in cold sweat: "Sister-in-law, what were you talking about just now? You scared me to death, I thought..."

I thought you were really going to give Li An'ge to her!

"Did you think I was really going to give my husband to her?"

Qiao Wanyin smiled gently, a smile that showed no wavering, only composure and mockery. "Do you think I would?"

Fu Lian pulled her into his arms, his arms tightening so much he almost wanted to meld her into his bones. His voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper: "Qingqing... I'm so afraid... I'm really afraid you'll compromise, afraid you'll sacrifice yourself for the greater good..."

"Shhh."

She raised a finger and gently pressed the tip against his lips, a gesture that was tender yet carried an undeniable firmness.

He slowly unfolded his other hand, revealing a neatly folded piece of paper. "Look, here's what we want—the route and the time."

Fu Lian took the note, quickly unfolded it, and his eyes widened instantly, his pupils flashing with shock and disbelief: "How could she give it to me? Doesn't she hate you to the bone? How could she personally hand over something so important?"

"Because she wanted to beat me so badly."

Qiao Wanyin sneered, her eyes sharp and cold. "She thought she could crush me with those words and force me to submit. But she forgot that pride and arrogance are the biggest weaknesses. Once she got cocky, she forgot who she was and what I was waiting for."

Fu Maihe leaned closer to take a look and couldn't help but gasp, almost shouting out loud: "Holy crap! Even the model of the escort vehicle, the number of personnel, and the specific shift change times are all written down clearly! Sister-in-law, how did you do that? Did you put some kind of love potion on her?"

"Pretending to be weak."

Her tone was relaxed, a faint smile even playing on her lips, as if she were discussing a trivial matter. But as soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly turned serious, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "Li An, there's no time. She'll wake up soon, and the first thing she'll do is go to Zheng Mingyuan to report. We must act before she speaks."

Fu Li'an nodded emphatically, cold sweat trickling down her temples, but she didn't care. Her eyes were sharp as knives, piercing the darkness. "I'll contact my old comrades immediately. Tonight, we must find all the evidence and rescue my uncle before they take him away! We can't wait any longer."

Qiao Wanyin nodded slowly, her fingers gently stroking the edge of her coat pocket, her voice low and firm: "I know where Zheng Mingyuan hid it. It's a secluded place, no one would think of it."

"where?"

Fu Lian turned his head sharply, his gaze like lightning, staring straight at her, his breathing becoming soft.

“He has another old house in the western suburbs of the city.”

Her voice was extremely low, almost whispered, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, "No one takes care of it usually, the locks are rusty, and the walls are covered with vines, as if it has been abandoned for many years. But I know that's just a disguise. The thing is definitely there. Tonight, we'll take people there directly, turn it upside down, and leave no corner untouched."

"good!"

Fu Li'an gritted his teeth and spat out a single word, his eyes blazing with a resolute fire, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.

The night was as black as spilled ink, so thick that not a single star could be seen. The sky was completely covered by thick clouds, and even the moonlight could not penetrate.

The country road was bumpy and uneven, with withered yellow grass and sparse tree shadows on both sides. Only the jeep's headlights flickered, drawing brief streaks of light in the darkness, like a arduous journey through an endless night.

Qiao Wanyin gripped the doorknob tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. With each bump in the car, the baby in her belly would move, as if drumming along with her heartbeat, its tiny hands and feet kicking restlessly inside her.

Every tremor tugged at her nerves, as if the child was also sensing the approaching storm.

"Can it still hold on?"

Fu Lian gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his palm sweating with nervousness, while his other hand gently pressed against her slightly protruding belly, the movement so tender it was almost tender. "Don't push yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"Yeah, it's nothing."

She forced a smile, her voice as soft as the wind, almost inaudible, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "This little guy is more robust than I thought. His movements are quite strong; he probably takes after his dad."

In the back seat, Fu Li'an's three comrades were fully armed, wearing tactical caps, camouflage combat uniforms, and holding submachine guns, with stern expressions.

They were as silent as stones, their eyes scanning their surroundings like those of hawks, wary of any suspicious movement.

The youngest, Wang Lei, finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke in a low voice, his voice tinged with anxiety: "Sister-in-law, you shouldn't go with us. It's too dangerous. What if there's an ambush inside? We won't be able to protect you... You're pregnant, you can't take the risk."

"no."

She shook her head, her tone as hard as iron. Her gaze swept over Wang Lei, then over the other two, leaving no room for argument. "I can't sleep without seeing it with my own eyes. I have to be there for this."

That's made up.

She knew perfectly well that she had to go.

She couldn't tell her the real reason.

Only she, relying on her memory of the original work, knew where the hidden compartments of the old house were located; only she could silently and thoroughly expose and eradicate the filth hidden by Zheng Mingyuan.

She remembered this old hideout when she was flipping through her old diary before she fell into a coma, and suddenly recalled a mention of it in the original work.

That line of words, like a thorn, was deeply embedded in the depths of her memory.

The money Zheng Mingyuan embezzled, along with the ledgers and evidence sufficient to convict him, were all locked in this suburban villa.

He thought he had everything under control, but no one would have guessed that he would hide the most dangerous thing in a dilapidated old house.

But it is precisely this "decay" that provides the perfect cover.

The car stopped by the bushes a hundred meters from the villa. The moment the engine was turned off, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

A few barks came from afar, but were swallowed up by the night wind.

The moonlight finally broke through the clouds and shone on the ground in front.