Chapter 182 Long time no see

No matter how many rumors there are from the outside world, Han Chong has never shown up. The media can only see Yao Ping and two vice presidents of the group when they squat under the Huayue building every day. When asked, they have no answer and their words are more serious than each other.

Everyone is guessing that the Han family is trying to avoid the limelight and has simply hidden Han Chong. Now only the netizens are excitedly calling for an overturn of the verdict, but some people know that the case cannot be overturned. The Han family seems to have no response, but in fact the heat has already subsided.

However, just when the Qin family thought they understood the Han family's attitude and planned to ask Hualing Hospital to hand over Jiang Wu, the hot search on Weibo that had been deliberately posted for half a month suddenly changed its protagonist.

#Tang Lin was arrested#

#Qin Jiawang, the actual controlling shareholder of Zhenyi Fund#

#Liang Leshan illegal human experiment#

#Ke Xingyan#

#Niehyunmeng#

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Illegal money laundering, tax issues, involvement in organized crime, illegal human experiments... the series of crimes are shocking, and the list of people involved also involves elite bosses in various industries. Overnight, many public figures who once appeared on the screen and the Internet disappeared.

This incident shocked everyone. No one could believe that such a terrible and vicious incident could exist in this era of extremely advanced Internet.

In addition, many "insiders" have begun to reveal on the Internet that in order to restore youth and prolong life, the rich in Linhai's upper class society secretly conduct illegal human experiments in the name of subsidizing poor students. This includes some celebrities who are deliberately induced to become addicted to gambling and drugs, thus becoming their capital for making money and "human medicine" to absorb vitality.

In just three days, the number of comments under these entries exceeded one million, reaching an unprecedented level of popularity.

These crimes that challenged the bottom line of human morality and the law touched everyone's nerves. The only participant exposed, Qin Jiawang, turned from a kind-hearted philanthropist into a heartbroken lunatic in just one week. The Qin family's reputation plummeted, and the stock price of Fanjin Group dropped five points in one day, with the market value evaporating by 400 million US dollars.

When Qin Yuyan called, Han Zhong was combing Jiang Wu's hair. His technique was still clumsy, but he managed to tie up all the hair, including the half-length hair behind the left ear, which had not grown at all, as if it had always been like that, and as neat as if it had been cut with a knife.

"...Do you really want to break up with me?" Qin Yuyan finally said this after questioning him harshly.

Han Zhong adjusted the red hair tie on the head of the person in his arms and replied without looking up, "I want the information of the person behind Qin Jiawang."

Qin Yuyan on the other end of the phone paused, and said stiffly, "...He is already dead."

"Then find a way."

“…”

It was the first time that Qin Yuyan felt that a person's change could be so drastic. She never imagined that one day the calm and composed Han Zhong would become so aggressive and irrational.

But she did find out some things, things that sounded incredible. She never knew that her father had been secretly researching those illusory things, and even secretly funded experiments on living people, torturing those experimental subjects in cruel ways, trying to create something called the body of evil.

And all this is just to prolong life.

The call was hung up. Yao Ping put away his phone and looked at Han Zhong who had his back to him. "Qin Yuyan may not know what Qin Jiawang did. The other directors of Fanjin are also putting pressure on her. If they push her too hard, will she turn to the man behind the scenes?"

He paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Han Zhong didn't say anything, which was considered as tacit agreement. The black mist had been secretly planning for so many years, which meant that its strength was far inferior to Jiang Wu's. It could only gather the so-called soul power from people like Tang Lin and Chang Yi to enhance its strength. The black mist had been silent since that night in Qingshui Bay. He had reason to believe that Jiang Wu had severely injured him that night in Qingshui Bay. In order to restore his strength, he would definitely use Tang Lin's hand again to induce others to donate their souls in exchange for luck. But now that Tang Lin was arrested, he must have a new spokesperson.

Qin Yuyan, who is pushed to the extreme, is the best choice. As an ambitious person who will also be cursed, as long as she knows that the curse will befall her if she inherits the Qin family, she is very likely to make the same choice as her father.

Then will be his chance to take action.

Yao Ping didn't know exactly what he was doing, nor did he know what happened in Clear Water Bay that night, but he could vaguely sense that the person his boss was dealing with was difficult, so he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you looking for?"

Han Zhong was silent for a moment, then replied, "I don't know."

Yao Ping was stunned. Don’t know?

Han Zhong really didn't know. He only knew that the man was called Sang Yuan. He didn't even know what the two characters were. He just heard Jiang Wu say it. The only thing that was certain was that the man knew Jiang Wu, and that he was the national teacher a thousand years ago.

But he knew nothing about it. He was so jealous of the days when Jiang Wu had Yan Zhong by his side that he never even asked about his past.

He bent his head and gently kissed the top of the head of the person in his arms. At this moment, the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang. It was a message from Rong Anzhou. He clicked it and took a look. His eyes darkened in an instant.

Yao Ping realized something was wrong and was about to ask what was wrong when Han Zhong spoke again, his voice inexplicably cold, "Where is Zhou Yannan now?"

"In Champs-Elysées, supposedly recuperating from illness."

“…”

Han Zhong gently placed the person in his arms on the bed, then stood up, picked up the coat he hadn't worn for many days and put it on.

Yao Ping was slightly surprised, "Are you going out?"

"Um."

Yao Ping felt relieved. Han Zhong had never left the hospital since he woke up. No, it should be said that he had never left Mr. Jiang. He was guarding him almost every moment, as if he was afraid that he would run away. How could he bear to go out today?

"I'll get off and drive. Where are you going?"

"Champs-Elysées."

Yao Ping thought that he wanted to go to Zhou's third uncle in person to ask him to treat Jiang Wu, so he didn't ask much. However, when he was about to leave, he vaguely saw Han Zhong taking out a black object from the bedside table. The shape and size of the object made his heart skip a beat, and he suddenly felt uneasy.

Thanks to the new hot searches in the past two days, the media reporters who had been waiting at the gate of Hualing Hospital have all left, and the car quickly drove out of the gate of Hualing Hospital.

The sky outside was getting darker and colder. It was already a real winter. Yao Ping looked at the person in the back seat through the mirror and didn't see anything wrong. But he felt that the atmosphere was a little off, so he asked tentatively, "Are you going to see Mr. Zhou?"

Han Zhong's eyes moved, "He's here too?"

"He should be there. The people watching over there have seen him before, but he rarely goes out. It should be that Mr. Zhou is in poor health and can't leave home."

"Is he very ill?"

"Well, he looks very bad, pale and listless."

“…”

Han Zhong picked up the phone and dialed Zhou Changming's number. The receiver rang seven or eight times before someone answered the phone. However, the voice that rang was not Zhou Changming's, but a familiar lazy man's voice.

"He's asleep."

“…”

Hearing that there was no response, Zhou Yannan smiled briefly for some reason, and then said directly, "It seems you know it."

"Why?" Han Zhong asked.

"Why... Of course it's to live." Zhou Yannan sighed and laughed, as if he was chatting with a junior, "Only if Jiang Wu dies can I live, and others can live, so I have to kill him."

The sun outside the window was completely blocked by thick clouds, and the shadow it cast was like a monster covering the sky. The dark clouds in the distant sky gradually took shape.

Han Zhong looked at the shadows of the trees passing by the window and asked, "He treats you as a friend."

There was a low laugh from the other side, mixed with a few low coughs from time to time, "Friend? How long have I known him? How come you are as naive as him?"

Han Zhong's clenched hands were brimming with veins, and his knuckles turned white from the force. "He is afraid of the thunder talisman."

"I know."

So he specially used the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, the unique technique of the Qiongshan Shenxiao School. Only the essence and blood of a cultivator with innate qi can draw it, and it can destroy gods and Buddhas.

"You recognized them when you saw them, didn't you?"

The receiver on the other end of the phone seemed to be held a little far away, and Zhou Yannan's voice was a little vague. Han Zhong opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the next second he suddenly realized something and his heart suddenly sank.

"Who are you talking to?"

“…”

In the garden on the first floor of Champs Elysées Villa, Zhou Yannan leaned back in a rattan chair in the small garden on the first floor, looking at the young man with black hair and white clothes who descended from the sky into the flowerbed in front of him like a god. His amber eyes were like a calm lake, and the corners of his eyes were raised like bird wings, noble and indifferent.

He raised the corners of his mouth, his voice lazily smiling, and also like a sigh, "Long time no see, Master Imperial Master."

Han Zhong on the other end of the phone took a deep breath.