Chapter 73
To be honest, Song Yue had no appetite for the delicacies of this world.
Despite the exquisite presentation, the dish smelt of meat, as if it had not been cleaned properly. If it weren't for the side condiments to remove the fishy smell, she probably wouldn't have been able to swallow a single bite.
The dinner ended quickly for her, but it was a rare feast for Zhang Li and Song Hegang. Song Yue didn't say anything and waited quietly for them to finish eating.
After all four of them put down their knives and forks, Song Yue stood up and prepared to go back to the room to discuss countermeasures.
Pan Minghui suddenly stopped her, his face full of mystery. "My dear hero, I have a favor to ask of you. Could I ask you for a favor?"
In theory, she didn't want to hear it.
But considering the other party had given him money once or twice, Song Yue decided to set a precedent: "Speak."
Pan Minghui chuckled and said, "I heard there are some extremely valuable treasures in the lab. Could you please bring a few out so I can see them?"
Song Yue:?
She looked at the person in front of her with a rather complicated look.
The laboratory is full of drug-making technologies and raw materials. Where is the valuable stuff?
Oh, even if there is, for Pan Minghui, who is rich, it is not even as big as a fingernail. How can this be considered worldly experience?
Song Yue twitched the corner of her mouth: "As far as I know, there are no treasures in the laboratory."
All the treasures are in your jewelry store, she thought to herself.
Pan Minghui, however, looked skeptical. "How could that be? All these jewels of mine were sent from the lab. The boss also told me there were even more valuable ones inside. He told me to work hard and strive to find a priceless treasure one day."
Song Yue:?
Are you sure your jewelry is made in a lab and not some other mine?
Zhang Li and Song Hegang were also listening in confusion, unable to understand how the laboratory was related to jewelry.
They looked at each other and confirmed that the other was also confused. Well, they realized that it was not their problem.
The atmosphere was awkward for a while.
Pan Minghui scratched his head, confused: "Did I... say something wrong?"
Song Yue: "How about you brush up on your natural sciences and learn how jewelry came to be?"
Pan Minghui: "I'm a businessman, why would I learn that if I have nothing to do? Hahaha~"
He was the only one in the garden laughing awkwardly. Pan Minghui coughed twice, stopping just in time. After scanning the three people opposite him, he finally began to wonder, "Could it be that the laboratory has other uses?"
Song Yue stared at him, confirming that this guy was asking seriously and there was no sign of joking. Her brows gradually tightened and she asked, "Where is the sales terminal for your jewelry?"
District C is so poor that it is obviously impossible to sell it to the people here.
Pan Minghui was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand what she meant: "...It should be sold to the jewelry store in District A..."
"should?"
Pan Minghui panicked a bit: "...Uh, although I am the boss, it's only in name. The specific matters of the store are handled by the assistants sent from above, so... "
Song Yue's eyes focused: "So you have no idea about the store's sales?"
Pan Minghui licked his dry lips, feeling increasingly uneasy. "...Hero, has something serious happened here? Please stop playing dumb. I'm so panicked."
Now, Song Yue was about 70% convinced that Pan Minghui was really unaware of the situation. With his intelligence, it was indeed possible that he had been deceived by that group of drug lords.
After much deliberation, Song Yue finally came to a conclusion: "You're likely being used as a money laundering tool by a drug lord. Oh, it's okay if you don't understand. It means putting illegal funds into legal operations to conceal their original source and make them appear legal [Note 1]."
Pan Minghui:?
What poison?
What owl?
What other money do you have?
Are you sure you're talking about him? And not someone else?
He stared at Song Yue in astonishment, his eyes full of innocence.
However, not long after, after he figured out certain aspects of the problem, his eyes gradually became blurred.
Witnessing his transformation from bewilderment to shock, then to shock, and finally to his complete shattering of all three perspectives and bloodiness, Song Yue could only slowly utter two words: "My condolences."
Pan Minghui fell back into his chair, his soul almost leaving his body.
Fuck! It turns out he wasn't doing a proper job at all! He was actually laundering money for someone else!
No wonder he was sidelined, because he couldn't be allowed to know the truth about laundering money for drug lords!
A year ago, he thought he was a lucky guy, chosen by God to become a jewelry owner. To his surprise, he was completely made a scapegoat!!!
Whenever drug and money laundering scandals are exposed, he will be the first to be pushed out!
He was so heartless. If he had known about it a little later, he, he, he! He would have really died!
Pan Minghui was shaking weakly, and he was greatly shocked.
An unknown amount of time had passed before he suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Yue pleadingly, "Hero...save me...I don't want to die yet...I don't want to be a substitute..."
drop--!
Before he could finish his sentence, suddenly, a dripping sound was heard on Pan Minghui's neck.
"What is that?!" He touched his neck and his face suddenly turned pale.
Then he saw Song Yue and the other two retreating, and suddenly he understood something, and fear was left in his eyes!
"Is it a bomb?! Is it?! No, I don't want to die! Hero, save me, save me!"
Pan Minghui rolled off the chair out of extreme fear. He knelt on the ground, knocking his knees as he crawled towards Song Yue, covering his neck tightly with both hands.
The dripping sound gradually accelerated. Pan Minghui looked at Song Yue in despair, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Song Yue gritted her teeth, her whole body tense.
Suddenly, she strode forward, a small knife in her hand. She half-knelt beside Pan Minghui, the tip of the knife pointed at his neck, and there was only endless coldness in her eyes: "Don't move, I'll pick it out."
Pick it out?!
Zhang Li was stunned by the scene. "Sister Song, stop...! Hurry up and leave! The bomb will explode if you don't leave now!"
Song Hegang's face was pale and he was shaking all over: "This is a bomb, don't save it, save your life first...!"
Song Yue, however, remained motionless, like a statue, kneeling steadily beside the weeping man. She lowered her voice, piercing the tip of the knife into the skin of the neck while commanding, "You two, leave quickly. Contact your boss and have her go to the mall to buy the best healing items!"
After he finished speaking, he saw that the two were still standing there in a daze, so he shouted, "What are you standing there for?! Do you want to die?"
Zhang Li woke the two of them up with a start. She dragged Song Hegang away and tremblingly took out the satellite phone from his bag. She dialed the only number and said in horror, "...Hello, Boss, Sister Song is in trouble..."
On this side, the dripping sound in my ears became more and more rapid, as if a death train was chasing me madly from behind.
At this time, Pan Minghui was already frightened out of his wits, and his body was only supported by his instinct for survival.
"I'm sorry, hero... I've caused you trouble... Please leave now..."
Time passes by minute by minute, and life comes to an end minute by minute.
Pan Minghui closed his eyes, knowing that he was powerless to change the situation.
It’s all his fault for being stupid and greedy for money, which led to the bad consequences today. He deserves it!
But Hero Song shouldn't die here!
She is a good person. She did not leave even when faced with the threat of a bomb. Such a person should not be dragged down by him.
Song Yue tried to avoid the carotid artery and searched intently under the cut skin.
After a lot of effort, I finally saw the red thing flashing next to the blood vessel, but I heard Pan Minghui muttering non-stop.
"Shut up."
Cold sweat broke out on her palms. She pursed her lips tightly, held her breath, and moved the blade forward very steadily.
"Don't worry, I have medicine, you won't die." Looking at Pan Minghui's almost stiff body, she calmly comforted him.
Perhaps her words had worked, but Pan Minghui's breathing suddenly became steady, and at this moment, she suddenly saw the best angle for penetration.
Now is the time!
Her body, strengthened by the props, became extremely sensitive. She cut the chip along the blood vessel lines, and a stream of blood immediately splashed out, spraying her face.
The chip also fell into his palm at the same time.
Song Yue threw it straight towards the garden without hesitation!
Beep, beep—bang!
The tiny chip exploded in mid-air, sending dirt and petals flying everywhere!
Pan Minghui subconsciously shrank his neck, but the next second, he found that it was not him who exploded, but the one behind him. Suddenly, great astonishment crept into his eyes.
"I... survived...?" he asked absentmindedly, his hands slowly touching his bleeding neck.
Song Yue stopped him: "Don't touch it, be careful of infection."
After a pause, he added, "Yeah. We survived."
Pan Minghui was stunned at first, unable to believe that he had actually survived the drug lord's methods. But as his senses slowly returned, he finally dared to confirm that he was really still alive!!!
“Hahahaha, I’m still alive, hahaha, I’m really still alive…!”
He burst into tears of joy and hugged Song Yue: "Thank you! Really, thank you!"
This time she gambled herself in exchange for his life!
Who can do this?!
No!
Even he himself completely lost confidence and gave up on himself, but the hero took on the pressure of life and death and pulled him back from the hands of death!
Just for this reason, he vowed to devote his whole life to the hero!
A huge determination was planted deep in his heart. He was about to utter the oath, but suddenly the next second, the scene in front of him spun wildly.
Boom.
Song Yue saw Pan Minghui, who was cheering and expressing gratitude just a second ago, leaning to the side and collapsing the next second, still muttering: "... Sell... my... life... I want to... sell... my... life... to... the hero..."
Song Yue: ...Brother, be steady.
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Note 1: The explanation about money laundering comes from Baidu.
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