Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 458 - 284: Entering the Arena (Triple Combo)

Chapter 458: Chapter 284: Entering the Arena (Triple Combo)

New District Branch, inside the reception room.

Tong Yangming handed the phone back to Zhang Dayong, and Yu Qixuan next to them quickly leaned over to ask, "What did they say?"

Zhang Dayong, also feeling a bit tense, looked over anxiously, waiting for him to give an answer.

Tong Yangming showed no emotion on his face, he simply shook his head and turned to instruct his accompanying female assistant, "Xiao Qing, call the administrative office and have them send a letter in the name of the National Museum to the W corporation here, asking them to cooperate with our work."

After saying this, he looked at his watch to check the time and continued, "We’ll go to Province F this afternoon."

The female assistant nodded gently, took her phone out of her bag, and went outside to make the call.

Nanjing Road, inside a very inconspicuous office building.

Ge Dabao was pointing at the projection screen in the conference room, assigning tasks to a dozen subordinates.

"According to the information we already have, the children of these three people received donations from a scholarship foundation while studying abroad, a foundation whose background is questionable. Now, we’ve been ordered to bring these people back for questioning!"

"Team One, go to W corporation and bring back Secretary Jiang."

"Team Two will handle the City Construction Bureau."

"Team Three, I’ll personally lead, going to the City Bureau!"

"This mission requires strict adherence to confidentiality rules! Do not disclose any information to anyone unrelated!"

Upon hearing this, everyone straightened up and said, "Yes!"

"Alright, if there are no questions, set off immediately!"

Just as Ge Dabao finished speaking, the deputy captain cautiously reminded, "Shouldn’t we notify the discipline department?"

"No need! This is a direct order from the director!" Ge Dabao waved his hand assertively, "Let’s go!"

"Yes!"

...

In a dark basement in the suburbs, Qi Yun was tied to a chair, the corner of his eye swollen as if bitten by a venomous mosquito.

His face was bruised, and his body was covered with bloodstains, obviously having suffered quite a bit.

A burly man beside him, grabbing Qi Yun’s hair, was menacing and frightening: "You’re tough, huh? Think I can’t figure you out?"

"he tui"

Qi Yun spat out a mouthful of blood and glanced at him with a mocking smile, "Do you dare to kill me?"

Thanks to drinking herbal soup these past few months and constant training, he managed to withstand this recent wave of attacks.

If it had been his previous physical condition, he would have been subdued long ago.

The burly man, upon hearing this, increased his strength, grabbing a tuft of Qi Yun’s hair.

He stared hard at Qi Yun for a few seconds, then suddenly broke into a creepy laugh, "Heh, the higher-ups haven’t given the word, so indeed, I don’t dare to kill you."

"But I don’t mind screwing you over."

With that, he let go of Qi Yun’s hair and reached for his waistband, "Damn it, it’s been so long since I got out, I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like."

Hearing this, Qi Yun felt like a demon was whispering in his ear.

His pupils shrank suddenly, his legs instinctively clamped together, and cold sweat trickled down his back.

"What... what the hell are you going to do!?"

The burly man’s sinister laugh echoed in the dim basement as his fingers touched the metal buckle of his belt...

"What?" He licked his cracked lips, his eyes surveying Qi Yun like a venomous snake, "I’ll make you feel my power! After we’re done, let’s see if you still dare to be stubborn with me!"

"Damn! That’s too damn ruthless!" Qi Yun was truly terrified this time; taking a beating he could handle, but this... who wouldn’t be afraid?

"Stop! Stop! I give up!" Just as the brute was about to take off his pants, he quickly shouted.

The burly man paused his actions, his hands resting on his waistband, eyes squinted as he sized up Qi Yun: "Oh really, you give up?"

"I give up, really," Qi Yun nodded with difficulty, "You’re impressive!"

"If you had cooperated earlier, it would’ve been over by now, acting all tough." The brute snorted disdainfully and fastened his belt again, "Now tell me, where is it."

"Pfft~" Qi Yun spat out with revulsion, then leaned back on the chair to catch his breath, "After all that, is it too much to ask for a cigarette to ease up?"

The burly man frowned, took out a crumpled half-pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one, placed it on Qi Yun’s lips, and lit it.

"Stop playing tricks, smoke it quick and talk."

"Hiss~ phew..." Qi Yun took a deep drag, the nicotine sliding down his throat, slightly numbing the pain on his body, "Brother, what time is it now?"

The brute glared at him fiercely, "What the hell does it matter to you, are you going somewhere? Just say it, quick!"

Qi Yun blew a smoke ring, speaking calmly, "I put the stuff in a bank’s safe deposit box, you can’t get it after the bank closes, so I need to know the time."

The brute hesitated, then took out his phone to check the time before looking back at Qi Yun, "If you say it now, it’s still doable. If I don’t get it today, I’ll definitely have fun with you tonight."

Hearing that it’s still possible, that the bank hadn’t closed yet, Qi Yun sighed inwardly.

He had been locked up since last night, with no contact with the outside world, unaware of what’s happening, not knowing when the National Museum people would come today.

But he wasn’t pinning all his hopes on this; what truly gave him confidence to deal with this situation, besides the National Museum, was the National Cultural Heritage Administration.

The day before yesterday, Director Xiao’s secretary called him, asking to meet Director Xiao at the National Cultural Heritage Administration at six today. If they can’t reach him by then, they will definitely find another way to inquire.