Chapter 637 — Give Them a Warning
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An Jianwen's feeling for Gu Mengyao sprang from the deepest chambers of his heart, verging on madness. It had been his dream since boyhood to take Gu Mengyao as his wife! Over the years he had had no small number of women, beauties among them, foreign and domestic alike, and yet still he could not put Gu Mengyao from his mind. It was an obsession woven into his very character.
Even if something had already passed between Gu Mengyao and Wei Zhao, he would still take her home; even if she were only to be set there like an ornament, to be gone to each day, he would have her for his own! Of course, if Gu Mengyao were still untouched, An Jianwen would let bygones be bygones.
"Wei Zhao, how would you like to die?" A cold, sinister smile flickered at the corner of An Jianwen's mouth — the smile that came over him every time before he did something wicked. "Since you do not know enough to appreciate kindness, do not blame me for showing you none. Your kidney is mine as well."
When the signal from Qiu Lingshan's transmitter vanished, Liu Wangli and the others sensed at once that something was wrong. They did not hesitate: men were dispatched immediately to the spot where the signal had died — a stretch of barren country, with an abandoned factory standing not far off beside a wide, empty road.
But after Liu Wangli and his men had surrounded the factory, they came up with nothing! There was not a soul inside. Yet whoever had been there had plainly left in a hurry, and not long ago at that.
The light bulbs still held a trace of warmth, proof that the lights had been burning until recently. Instant-noodle packets and other food wrappers lay scattered across the ground, along with a few frayed lengths of rope.
Clearly the other side had been on their guard. And that only deepened Liu Wangli's alarm: it meant they had seen through Qiu Lingshan's identity and fled in a panic, and the signal transmitter on her person must have been found and destroyed.
At the thought, Liu Wangli was seized with anxiety. He hesitated a moment, then dialed the number of the bureau chief in charge, Yang Huaijun.
"Chief Yang, this is Liu Wangli of the criminal investigation team. Have you gone to bed?" It was already past midnight, and Liu Wangli feared Yang Huaijun had turned in.
"Only just. What is it?" Ever since he had begun taking the Chinese medicine Wei Zhao prepared for him, Yang Huaijun's internal injuries had improved markedly; the pain in his body was gone, and he could sleep soundly without painkillers. So being woken by the phone gave him no particular discomfort.
"Chief Yang, something seems to have happened to Captain Song..." Liu Wangli said cautiously.
"Happened? What has happened? Give me the details!" The instant he heard that something had happened to Qiu Lingshan, all trace of sleep left Yang Huaijun. He sat up and demanded.
"It is like this. Captain Song had located the criminals' base of operations, so..." Liu Wangli recounted for Yang Huaijun, in full detail, the whole matter of Qiu Lingshan going undercover.
"Who authorized her to go? Why was I not consulted beforehand?" Hearing Liu Wangli out, Yang Huaijun was beside himself with rage.
"It was Captain Song's decision. I assumed she had already reported it to you..." Liu Wangli broke into a cold sweat. He was only the team leader; the matter had been settled by Qiu Lingshan herself, reporting directly to Yang Huaijun. How could he have gone over her head?
"Wait, both of you — I am on my way to the bureau now!" Yang Huaijun was utterly exasperated, angry and anxious at once. This Qiu Lingshan, so bent on playing the lone hero — what business had she going undercover? Did she think herself so formidable?
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