Chapter 212 Xin Que

"She's starting to regain her memories?"

The man's voice was somewhat distorted due to the communication network.

"Yes, she can now pronounce your name correctly." Feng Caijun's tone was extremely respectful.

"I'm leaving the mental prison matter to you," Huo Fenglin said coldly. "You must eliminate any obstacles that could potentially leak the secrets."

"Make sure that only our trusted confidants are present."

Feng Caijun nodded in agreement.

Huo Fenglin hung up the call and stared at the file his secretary had brought him, his expression grim.

The inheritance issue has been dragging on for far too long.

The brothers and relatives who shared power with their father in governing the Huo family, seeing that the only surviving son of the elder brother's family had not yet produced any important evidence to inherit the Huo family, began to stir and tried to bring him down as the "heir".

A large family system, with the patriarch in charge, is an advantage for ruling and dominating.

But once the family is leaderless, these numerous and complex family branches are like leeches that prey on the dying, constantly eyeing the position of the family head.

Huo Fenglin clenched his fists tightly.

One move off guard.

When the initial steps were meticulously planned and every detail was calculated, no one expected that Xin Que would escape death and steal the will and the family head's order.

Huo Fenglin suddenly stood up.

The family photo on the corner of the desk once again caught Huo Fenglin's eye.

It's an eyesore!

In the family photo, Mr. and Mrs. Huo are poised and dignified, with loving expressions, holding hands and gazing at a fierce-looking man outside the frame.

Beside Mr. Huo was his eldest son, Huo Chenglong, who was tall and had sharp features, while beside Mrs. Huo was Huo Fenglin, who was elegant and reserved.

Judging from the photos alone, the family of four appears to be living happily together, with no signs of discord.

Huo Fenglin found him increasingly displeasing.

But to the outside world, he is still the young master who is suffering from the pain of losing his loved ones and has not yet come out of the shadow. These things are still kept as a smokescreen.

He ultimately did not smash the picture frame.

His disgusting second and third uncles are going to test his hand again, and he has to be on his guard.

We must not reveal the slightest clue.

Thinking of the interrogation progress that Feng Caijun had just sent, Huo Fenglin frowned slightly.

After dealing with those troublesome relatives, he had to get to the mental prison as soon as possible.

Xin Que vomited more and more, and no one could make him feel as at ease as if he were there himself.

...

Lin Ying looked at the warden, who was being held captive in the office, and a twisted sense of pleasure appeared on his face.

Fortune changes like the wheel of fortune.

If he hadn't acted quickly and managed to send a letter to the Huo family before the warden sent anyone to deal with him, he probably would have died at the hands of the assassins arranged by the warden.

How come the prison's network happened to show a vulnerability that was easily blocked yesterday?

The temporary access he copied from Engineer Yu actually allowed him to see Feng Caijun's private contact information.

Lin Ying immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and successfully lured the Huo family directly to prison.

He arrived safely and believed that even God was helping him.

He chuckled, glanced at the serious-looking man in the office, and turned to leave.

With so many underhanded tactics being carried out right under the Huo family's nose, the warden's position should be vacated.

The warden watched as the smug Lin Ying turned and closed the door, leaving with the only sliver of light in the office.

The power supply to the office was completely cut off.

His current office is a dark cage that confines him.

Once Xin Que reveals all the secrets, the Huo family will turn around and deal with him.

The warden lowered his eyes.

At this point, it was Special Assistant Feng Caijun who came forward, and Huo Fenglin was nowhere to be seen.

What does this mean?

This indicates that the information Xin Que revealed was not important enough for Huo Fenglin to personally intervene, and the interrogation will take some time to conclude.

His brain was working at lightning speed.

This period is his only chance to turn the tide.

...

Xin Que slowly and deliberately tossed out the last remaining memory information in his hand.

The captain still looked puzzled. "What does the Huo family's private matter have to do with us... and what does it have to do with you?"

Xin Que looked at the main house not far away.

All of these procedures are designed to reconstruct her past experiences, guiding her step by step to recreate the complete process of the Huo family bombing.

Huo Fenglin firmly believes that she stole the will and the family head's order during that explosion.

"It has nothing to do with us?" Xin Que let out a strange laugh. She stood motionless in front of the captain, letting him point the gun at her forehead.

Xin Que directly raised her hand and pressed down on his hand holding the gun, tempting him to fire immediately, "Come on, pull the trigger, you'll find..."

[Bang.]

The bullet left the barrel and instantly pierced the woman's skull and brain.

With blood streaming down his forehead, Xin Que fell headfirst to the ground.

The scene rapidly disassembles and reassembles until the woman falls heavily onto the thick, luxurious carpet with a dull thud.

Those disguised as assassins who surrounded Xin Que, along with the captain who still held a gun and had a cold expression, dispersed into tiny data, like fireflies coming together, and reassembled into characters that appeared in a certain memory of Xin Que.

"Minister Xin," Feng Caijun's smiling voice rang out, "this mission is extraordinary, involving a foreign political figure who is visiting our Shangcheng..."

"After much deliberation, the patriarch has decided that you must take action personally."

Xin Que's unfocused pupils refocused.

She sat with her legs crossed, one hand in her pocket, and the other swiping on the floating screen that Feng Caijun had handed her, leaning against the large desk in the minister's office.

This was... the mission that ultimately made her decide to leave the Huo family.

It was one of the many turning points in her life, neither major nor minor, and perhaps not even significant.

"This person is blind; he plans to support the Huo family's rival to take a share of the Huo family's wealth."

Feng Caijun sat smiling on the sofa in the reception area, introducing the high-ranking official to be assassinated, "Minister Xin, no need for me to say anything more, right?"

"The patriarch has only one request: don't let him die on the soil of our Upper City."

Xin Que tossed the floating screen to Feng Caijun, "I need to go abroad?"

Feng Caijun's smile remained unchanged. "Don't worry, Minister Xin, my family understands that you've had a long journey."

"He said that you can make any requests you have, and you can use the resources of the hidden agents and the assassins as you please."

Xin Que stood up and said succinctly, "At most half a month."

As Xin Que saw Feng Caijun off from the minister's office, she caught a glimpse of the solemnity beneath the man's smiling face.

Xin Que's intuition, honed through countless assassinations and infiltration missions, made her keenly aware that Feng Caijun was hiding something from her.

There's probably something fishy going on with this mission.