Chapter 246 Split Operations
Feng Caijun led his men to escort Huo Fenglin, who had already changed out of his prison uniform, out of the secret passage. "Young Master, we have another car waiting outside."
Huo Fenglin nodded.
Perhaps because he had experienced too many ups and downs, Huo Fenglin acted much more calmly than before.
"Uncle's men have taken control of this place..." After safely entering the vehicle that was waiting for them through the secret passage, Huo Fenglin looked back at the mental prison one last time through the car window.
Feng Caijun had already started the car and driven away swiftly. "Master Huo came here probably because of the whereabouts of the family head's order and will that Xin Que mentioned."
Huo Fenglin withdrew his gaze. "Feng Caijun, we still have a chance to turn the tables before they succeed."
"Go to another manor under my name, and immediately contact the other senior members of the Huo family who are in charge... use one tiger to devour another."
"He wants to take over the Huo family for himself, but he should first consider whether he can actually swallow it up."
Seeing that Huo Fenglin wasn't acting impulsively like before, Feng Caijun breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay."
For these rich kids, life-or-death situations can really unleash their untapped potential.
The car quickly drove into Manor No. 6, located in the affluent neighborhood.
Huo Fenglin entered the manor and quickly sorted through all the recent news.
“The officials who cooperated with us before have all been purged by the master, and the mental prison has been completely shut down…” Feng Caijun said solemnly.
“Not surprising,” Huo Fenglin put down his portable screen and looked up at Feng Caijun, “but these are the kinds of messages Uncle wants the outside world to see, not the real situation.”
"Do we have any other personnel available at the prison?"
"I need to keep track of my uncle's recent activities in prison... and Xin Que's whereabouts."
"So that he doesn't get the evidence before us."
Feng Caijun shook his head.
They had exhausted all their undercover agents in their efforts to escape the prison safely.
Huo Fenglin fell silent.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Contact the other members of the Huo family first."
...
"Have you tracked Wen Jingchen's location?" the bodyguard asked the technician who was intently focused on the screen.
"It will take more time."
“He’s got some tricks up his sleeve,” the technician said seriously. “He’s been counter-tracking our signals.”
The man beside him looked displeased.
Seeing that the employer was getting impatient, the bodyguard urged the technician in a low voice, "How long will it take at the earliest?"
"The technical department has received the task I sent back. With the entire technical department working together, it should only take 20 minutes at most."
The technician quickly assured him.
The man's expression softened a little.
...
Why not go find him?
A mechanical sphere floated beside Wen Jingchen. [Also, those people's tracking methods have been upgraded.]
Wen Jingchen did not answer Cheng Zheng's first question. He drove the car at high speed on the floating road with one hand on the steering wheel, his voice gloomy, "Hold on for a while, buy as much time as you can."
The thin woman lay quietly in the back seat of the car, her eyes closed and her breathing still.
Cheng Zheng returned to the back row and glanced at the vital signs monitor peeking out from under the woman's clothes. [I think you should worry about your own health more than those people tracking you.]
Wen Jingchen drifted through the last bend, slowed down, and entered the bustling lower level area. After several twists and turns, he finally stopped at an inconspicuous kitchenware store.
"Take whatever you need."
The shop owner, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, leaned against the old counter, his voice dismissive.
The boss's eyes never left the screen where the game was in full swing.
Wen Jingchen casually rested his hand on the counter and tapped a few times. "Do you have any new chef's knives lately?"
He lowered his voice, "It's best if it's made by factory X."
The boss lifted his eyelids and glanced at him.
“A new face,” the man’s sharp gaze locked onto Wen Jingchen through his glasses, “which gang are you from?”
Wen Jingchen pushed a card in front of the boss, "I work for her."
Upon noticing Xin Que's fake identity in the underworld, the shop owner finally straightened up.
"She's not dead yet?"
The boss and Wen Jingchen walked one after the other into the narrow path leading to the backyard.
“Our regular customer isn’t that fragile,” Wen Jingchen said calmly. “Even if it’s so you can earn money for a couple more years, she still needs to live for a few more years.”
The shop owner turned around. "What do you want this time?"
He only cared about how much he could earn from this deal, not whether Xin Que lived or died.
“Advanced therapeutic instrument,” Wen Jingchen said, enunciating each word clearly.
The shop owner chuckled. "Looks like she's not far from death."
...
Did you receive it?
When Cheng Zheng saw Xin Que return to the car, he immediately rolled over to her.
“It’s not that easy…” Xin Que pulled out a tissue and spat out the blood, “but we can get a refurbished abandoned machine.”
【The treatment effect is unstable.】 Cheng Zheng drifted back to the woman in the back row.
"With his current status, arranging a completely new, high-level treatment for you would be a piece of cake. Why don't you go to him?"
Xin Que shifted gears, accelerated, and drove away from the lower level area.
"He has things to do, as for me..."
Xin Que trusted no one.
Having escaped the control of the prison, she had to consider whether the other party would be tempted by the new world and betray her.
The plan requires thorough preparation in all aspects.
During this period, those in her camp must be pieces that she can quickly replace even if they betray her, and whose very existence cannot shake Xin Que's foundation.
I feel more at ease with her body under her watchful eye.
“By the way,” Xin Que asked Cheng Zheng, “after you integrated such a huge amount of data from the administrator system, the range of usable carriers has shrunk considerably.”
"One thing is that I can't use a human body like him."
Cheng Zheng, however, didn't seem to care at all. "I'm not interested in the human body with so many limitations," he said.
...
"Uncle, what brings you here?"
When the man and his men blocked Huo Fenglin's manor, Huo Fenglin had just finished a comprehensive medical examination and was sitting on the sofa flipping through the sheet music he had treasured before.
Huo Fenglin was somewhat surprised to see familiar faces leading a group of men storming into the manor.
The man walked straight to Huo Fenglin and sat down opposite him. "The trouble you've caused has made the headlines, and you still have the leisure to play your classical music here?"
Huo Fenglin put the sheet music aside. "You mean those officials?"
He calmly admitted his mistake, saying, "It was all because my nephew was young and ignorant and caused those shameful things that he couldn't show in public... I had to trouble my uncle to clean up the mess for me... Please calm down."
A cup of hot tea was pushed in front of the man by Huo Fenglin's well-defined knuckles.
The man's gaze pierced through the rising steam and landed on Huo Fenglin's impassive face.
"Huo Fenglin".
The man's voice was soft, but every word carried an undeniable authority: "You've changed a lot."
Huo Fenglin laughed, "People grow up, I can't stay in the circle of playboys forever."
"No, a coward will always be a coward, no matter how much he grows."
The man stood up and took the medical report next to Huo Fenglin, his gaze sharp as if he could see right through him. "Your behavior is like you've been possessed."
The smile on Huo Fenglin's face gradually disappeared.
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