Special Forces Medic-Chapter 739 - 706: Being Found Is Only a Matter of Time

It was only a matter of time before she would be found, but Guo Guo couldn't understand why she needed to run away. Walking on the street, she didn't have much money, and her stomach was very hungry.

For the first time, she became a beggar. Her impression of hunger still lingered from childhood, so long ago she couldn't remember. After being picked up by her grandfather, although life was bitter, she never went hungry. Grandpa always had a way to get her food and a bed to sleep in, unlike now, when she was so pitiful.

Guo Guo squatted at the entrance of a shopping mall. She missed her grandpa very much and wanted to cry. She felt like she had nowhere to go. If she went back to that garage, she didn't know if she would be scolded, because of that little boy who died, because he died because of her, they would surely hate her.

Her stomach growled again, so loud that even she could hear it; probably others could hear it too!

Guo Guo hung her head low, thinking. Last night she slept on stairs, and today she wandered here, so she should be able to find a place sheltered from the wind to sleep, and after a while, the hunger would disappear.

While thinking, a cheesy cake smell came very close, almost right next to her nose. Surely it was an illusion. Did she faint from hunger and start to see golden yellow cakes?

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Guo Guo couldn't help but reach out to grab it to eat, but in the blink of an eye, the cake disappeared. Alas, it was indeed an illusion!

Unwillingly, Guo Guo raised her head and saw a mischievous smiling face looking at her. She knew this face, very well, but she didn't want to see this face now.

"What's wrong? Not hungry? You've been wandering around here for several days." He had discovered her trail as soon as she started running away, just purposely choosing not to find her. A little girl's stubbornness needs to be trained.

"Hungry!" Looking at the cake in his hand, Guo Guo hesitated and stretched out her hand. She thought he would tease her, but he didn't.

"Eat and then come back with me!" Guo Guo shook her head. Although her stomach was hungry, she was in no mood to eat. "You don't look that hungry, then just give it back to me."

"How can you be like this, giving something and then taking it back?" Guo Guo glared at him. She actually quite liked this long-haired boy. He looked weak, but seemed quite capable, as he found her quickly.

"The boss is still waiting to see you."

Guo Guo seemed to sense his bad mood and stood up from the ground. "I'm afraid to see him." Mouth filled with food, she mumbled, and he didn't hear clearly, so he stopped walking.

"What did you say?"

"I caused your friend to die; I'm afraid to see him." Guo Guo swallowed the food in one gulp, speaking her true feelings, feeling very guilty.

"It has nothing to do with you. If you feel guilty, tell us what you know, and stop trying to deceive the boss."

He was angry at Xiao Lin. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find Hong's body, yet Xiao Lin did not mention it at all, which was unusual. Everyone knew Xiao Lin loved Hong as if he were a younger brother, so his silence must conceal something.

"You all knew I was lying?" Guo Guo asked softly.

"You're underestimating us, and your grandpa is no longer in downtown." He led Guo Guo to a car by the side, where Xiao Lin and Hua Qingyi were already seated inside. As soon as they got in, the car immediately started toward the north district.

Xu Ming waited anxiously in the hotel for their arrival. In fact, the innkeeper had already left this morning, temporarily having an assistant watch the counter.

Today, there were a lot of people, especially many foreigners coming and going. In no time, the rooms were full. Regarding this strange phenomenon, he asked the counter assistant and found out that students from Xuefu Road flock here to find girls on weekends, making business at both inns and hotels brisk. They only had business two or three days a week.

The red-light district in the north was indeed top-notch. For a single man like Xu Ming, the need for women was urgent.

"Director Xu, do you need me to introduce a couple of nice girls? They're very clean and all have health certificates, ensuring there's no mess," the counter assistant eagerly approached to please the new director.

"Still feel it's dirty," Xu Ming waved him off, glancing toward the back room. "Where's your boss? This kind of good business and he's not here."

"Our boss is often like that; when he says he's going out, he goes out, not caring about the store."

"That's interesting, aren't business people usually fixed in their shops?" Xu Ming scratched his head, having few hairs on it, some occasionally falling from his forehead. "I think your boss doesn't seem like a businessman. I often see him lounging in the shop, not finding ways to attract business. Such a big storefront, the rent surely isn't cheap."

"Hey, it's because it's his own property that he's so sure. If there were rent, this place might have closed down long ago. How could a cheap inn like us compete with large hotels, right?" The kitchen assistant, very talkative, handed Xu Ming a cigarette.

"I see." Xu Ming unceremoniously lit the cigarette and frowned. "Now that land can't be privately bought or sold; your boss is really something!"

"You don't know about this, do you? Land belongs to the state, but as for buildings, it depends on how big your red envelope is."

"Assistant, get me a couple of dishes. I think we get along, let's drink a little," Xu Ming said.

"Sure thing!" From the assistant's accent, he was authentically northern. Xu Ming found a place to sit down. It wasn't evening yet, so the dining hall wasn't busy, just a few people scattered around drinking tea.

Shortly, the assistant brought out a few Northeastern dishes and two bottles of liquor. Whether or not the boss was there made no difference, as he rarely supervised the staff. The whole day was spent sitting at the counter. After all, receiving payments was always the same, and as long as the inn clerk could keep the guests, it didn't matter how it was run.

"Assistant, how were things here when Director Zhao was around?"

"Quite the good person! His temperament was a bit odd sometimes, and he didn't have a wife—just a godson who died recently," the assistant took a sip of alcohol, savoring it. "I must say, brother, you're unlucky. Just after taking over, you have to handle leftover cases."

"What do you mean by that?" Xu Ming refilled his glass.

"Brother, you're teasing me. With such a big event in the north district, you wouldn't be unaware, right? Haha, you officers love playing this game," the assistant chatted happily. "Director Zhao's godson was also killed in this case. At that time, he was crying so sadly with our boss, shouting for revenge. In the end, soon after, there wasn't even a shadow of him." (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to visit Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)