WWY Chapter 18
by VolareChapter 18: Lan He Posted by: y^yyf^739………
The vast difference in their physiques made Lan He’s resisting hand seem more like a futile struggle. The other party only pressed closer. He couldn’t break free, his chest heaving violently, but his mouth didn’t give an inch: “What a good dog, sniffing out the scent and chasing me from so far away!”
“Just concerned about you!” the man laughed exaggeratedly. “Oh—now you’re the young master sitting on billions of assets. Planning to disown me now that you’ve struck it rich?”
“Concerned about me? Hmph, by killing my doctor? Sending me rats? Or…” Lan He shoved him hard, gritting his teeth, “Trying to run me over?”
The man released him, a wicked smile on his face: “Unjustly accused, Lan He. That car wasn’t trying to hit you!”
Lan He’s pupils constricted violently, his voice suddenly rising: “You dare to touch a cop? Believe it or not, they’ll turn your whole doghouse upside down!”
“‘Though far away, we will punish them’? How impressive! We’re dogs, so what does that make you, who lived in the doghouse for over a decade?” He patted Lan He’s head, his playful manner treating him like a small pet, wanting to see his panicked look. But he simply brushed his hand away, making him click his tongue in displeasure. “You can play around with your lover, but don’t go too far. Come back with me now, or you’ll be sorry!”
Lan He sneered: “Better worry about yourself! You rat in the gutter, the police are looking for you. If you know what’s good for you, scram!”
“So heartless. Well, I guess I have no choice, but to…” He cracked his knuckles with a sinister sound, his gaze suddenly sharp, and he threw a punch without warning.
Towards him, Lan He never let down his guard. He tilted his head to the side in the face of the fierce wind of the punch. The man’s fist slammed into the wall two centimeters from his ear with a “bang.”
The man grabbed his collar with a furious expression, choking his neck tightly, twisting his wrist and using his knuckles to compress his trachea, making him cough violently.
“Bastard, Qi A, if I die, you won’t get away with it either…”
He coughed non-stop, his face red with blood, and whether it was because he was worried about him dying or worried about him attracting others, the man called Qi A loosened his grip and threw him forcefully against the opposite wall.
This time, he used real force. Lan He was hit so hard he was seeing stars, the old dust stirred up from the wall invaded his nostrils, and his internal organs burned with pain.
A bloody taste welled up from his throat.
Qi A rubbed the arm that had just been scratched, and mocked: “Look at how fragile you are. I’m really afraid of accidentally killing you if I hit you too hard! With your two-bit, three-legged cat kung fu, you really think you can match me?”
It took Lan He several seconds to regain consciousness, only to see Qi A pulling out the shiny black leather rope he often used from his sleeve, approaching him with a fierce gaze: “Lan He, are you freaking crazy? Don’t you know the consequences of what you’re doing? Come back with me and apologize to Dad!”
That title that should have represented an intimate relationship suddenly became a sharp blade attacking him. He shuddered as if stabbed, clenched his fists tightly, but countless fragments involuntarily surged into his mind.
Qi A caught the fleeting look in his eyes, knowing that he had broken through his psychological defenses. He showed two rows of white teeth in the backlight darkness, the rope quickly wrapped around his neck, his hands constantly tightening.
His breathing was gradually cut off, and at some point, it felt as if he had stepped into the air and was falling rapidly. Lan He’s vision was blurred, leaving only his hawk-like gaze exceptionally clear.
Lan He knew this day would eventually come, and he also knew he couldn’t escape it. Just when he wanted to give up, he captured a corner of tranquility that was out of place in the turbulent scenes constantly flashing back in his mind.
A righteous-looking man in a thin brown down jacket stood under a tree, staring blankly at him. The rising sun behind him cast a thin layer of gold on him, those broad and steady shoulders, those hips slightly upturned by the jeans, those slender and powerful legs…
And his concerned gaze was the most touching. He never understood why someone would have absolute kindness towards a stranger’s unreasonable request.
The way he hurriedly took off his down jacket, the way he was clearly tired but forced himself to stay awake to comfort a stranger, the way he slept defenselessly until he drooled, the way he was guilty but pretended to be calm after being set up…
【What about the police? Can’t the police have physiological needs?】
Lan He remembered laughing so hard he almost choked when he heard him say that. He thought it was so good to be an ordinary person who could freely release his emotions.
He suddenly woke up from the severe pain, trying hard to open his eyelids, his eyes full of unwillingness.
He had desperately crawled out of hell, and had only just begun to feel the joy of being alive. Why? Why should he be dragged back?
He gritted his teeth and kicked Qi A’s calf with all his strength.
Qi A grunted in pain, and in a fit of anger, increased the force on his hands, roaring and pulling the rope tighter, throwing him against the wall.
Lan He was falling apart. Every part of his upper body ached. Just when he thought he was going to die here, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light.
Instinctively feeling the danger, Qi A tilted his head, and a small, dark, shiny iron piece scraped a bloodstain on the side of his neck, piercing the outer wall of a pipe with a “snap,” and a strange-smelling gas sprayed out with a “hiss.”
He looked angrily at the person who came, seeing a man with a small build and a lean body slowly walking up the stairs.
“Release Young Master Lan!”
Qi A really took the rope off Lan He’s neck, looked warily at the newcomer, and assumed a fighting stance. At the same time, Jiu Ya also stopped, looking up and glaring at him warily. The ordinary eyebrows and eyes were long gone with the usual humility, containing full of murderous intent.
Qi A glanced at the leaking gas pipe, and struck first, pouncing fiercely from the top of the stairs towards Jiu Ya below, like an eagle swooping down to prey. Unable to exert his true strength in the narrow stairwell, they wrestled together like hooligans, and for a while, it was difficult to tell who was winning.
Smelling the unpleasant smell in the air, Lan He slowed down, took out his phone and threatened loudly: “I’ve called the police!”
He knew it would be difficult for the battle to stop unilaterally, so he shouted again: “Jiu Ya, let him go!”
But neither side showed any sign of stopping, as if determined to kill the other.
Lan He coughed twice and shouted: “The gas is leaking, do you all want to die here? Want to blow up this building?”
The two people who were fighting fiercely finally paused.
When experts fight, it’s easy to detect the other’s intentions. Half a minute later, Jiu Ya took the lead in withdrawing his hand, switching to a vigilant defensive posture, while Qi A gasped for breath, rubbed his chin hatefully, and without even looking at Lan He, turned and ran down to the third underground parking floor.
“Bang.”
The sound of the fire door closing came, and Lan He breathed a sigh of relief, closing his eyes in relief.
Jiu Ya went to the corner to confirm that the person had left before turning back and running up the stairs in three or two steps: “Young Master Lan!”
He squatted down to check Lan He’s condition, anxious and self-reproachful: “Are you alright? Jiu Ya was late, I’m very sorry!”
Seeing that Lan He was about to get up, he quickly supported his arm and picked up the small dart he had thrown out: “That person is a professional killer, why would he come after you? Should we call the police…”
Lan He threw over a look of disapproval, and Jiu Ya shut his mouth.
He came from a triad, and he knew what he should know.
He just didn’t expect that this seemingly harmless Young Master Lan would have connections with that kind of person. He was not simple!
“Let’s go, let’s leave here first.”
Lan He suppressed the trembling in his hands and dialed 110.
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Ling Tuxi, who hadn’t slept for more than thirty-six hours, had a short nap in the Criminal Investigation Brigade’s rest room. His dreams were a mess, and he forgot everything when he woke up, leaving only a headache.
He rubbed his temples and casually picked up his phone to check the time.
10:18 AM.
To wake himself up as quickly as possible, he first opened the curtains before swiping open the WeChat notification.
[Lili: Captain Ling, we tried entering that string of characters you found in Qin Man’s wallet into that game platform, and we really found something. Come to the team when you wake up!]
Ling Tuxi jumped straight out of bed, washed his face casually, leaving a quilt rolled up like a flower roll on the bed.
The densely packed monitors now displayed the same interface, which was the web version of the game platform APP on Qin Man’s phone.
The interface was very flashy, a bit like those domestic cottage game websites, with some suggestive advertisements hanging on the edges.
Xia Shengbo sighed: “The idea is quite consistent. I seriously suspect it’s export-turned-domestic sales.”
Xiao Xu, eager to use both his hands and feet, smiled: “Afraid of alarming the snake, we haven’t done any technical interference yet. This platform has a forum. I tried to go in and search, and I saw a piece of content, but it’s hidden for tourists. We’re trying to find a way to view the cache, but we can only see the content displayed on the post title.”
He opened the post and showed it to Ling Tuxi.
[Posted by: y^yyf^7392, Posting time: April 18, 10:54]
[When will the server maintenance be finished? What about the chips that weren’t exchanged in time?]
Whenever this happened, Ling Tuxi would sigh that he couldn’t keep up with the times and asked, “What does this mean?”
“It’s a very important breakthrough!” Wu Li explained, “We know that y^yyf^7392 is the poster. According to common sense, it should be a nickname or account, but no one would take such a complicated nickname. It’s more like a system-generated account.”
Ling Tuxi pointed to the strange string of characters on the screen and asked: “Could this be Qin Man’s account?”
Xiao Xu shook his head: “There’s no way to be sure.”
“If you register an account, can’t you see the forum content?”
“Registration requires a referral code, but we don’t have a referral code, so we can only try to use technical means. I’ll try, and if it doesn’t work, we’ll have to seek help from the cyber police team.”
“Advanced.” Ling Tuxi muttered, patting Xiao Xu on the shoulder, “Then hurry up!”
He asked Xia Shengbo again: “Is there still no clue about the suspect?”
As soon as Ling Tuxi asked, Xia Shengbo knew who he was asking about and replied: “Hiding too well, I even suspect he’s left our area!”
As he was speaking, his phone rang. He took it out and looked at it. “Holy crap? Captain Ling, the Tianyan surveillance system suspects it has found the suspect, near Global City! Some of our brothers have already gone over!”