Chapter 1367 - 1343: The Same Group

Chapter 1367: Chapter 1343: The Same Group

Chapter 1343 The Same Group

Just then, someone walked in from outside the door and whispered a few words in Rochester’s ear before handing him an envelope and walking out of the surveillance room.

"Director, this was just delivered by someone."

Mess tore open the envelope without hesitation, revealing a complete set of organizational information inside. "Quick, go find the person who delivered this letter back." Mess shouted, and the person already ran out, all the way through the police station doors without seeing the person who delivered it.

Rochester brought the police officer who delivered the letter over to Mess, leaving him very disappointed.

"Was it a kid?" As if trying to confirm the other person’s words again, Mess put his hands on the young officer’s shoulders. "Think carefully, besides that kid, was there anyone else?"

"Report, sir, it was just one child."

Who was it? Xiao Lin? From last night, it seemed very likely, but judging from the information delivered, these people were from a group within the American Gang, the same group that attacked Quan Xianglin?

"Director? Director!" Rochester called out to Mess on the side.

"What?"

"What should we do now?"

"Return to the interrogation room. I’ll interrogate them personally." With the detailed information in hand, we can find a breakthrough, although I don’t hold much hope, but we can always find someone afraid of dying.

Mess stood on the street outside the police station, glanced around, then turned back into the station. At this moment, from a window opposite, a face appeared, staring at Mess’s back.

"The plan remains unchanged, proceed with the next scenario!" The man by the window hung up the phone, a sly smile on his face.

Due to the attack on the return journey, Hua Qingyi brought Xiao Zhenfeng’s regards, and also expressed deep concern.

Shao Qinyi blocked Hua Qingyi from entering.

"What does this mean, Shao Junwei?" Hua Qingyi raised an eyebrow.

"The Chairman doesn’t want to see anyone right now."

"He’ll want to see me."

"No, he won’t." Shao Qinyi firmly blocked the door with one hand, refusing to back down. "Until I’m sure of your real intent, I won’t let you see the Chairman."

"Heh, quite a guard dog you are!" Hua Qingyi stepped forward. "If you don’t want your Chairman to be attacked again, go and report in."

Their eyes locked, both trying to read the other’s intentions, but unfortunately, both were very good at hiding their thoughts.

"Qin Yi, let Young Master Hua in." While the two were at a stalemate, Quan Xianglin emerged from inside, as composed as always, though a bit more fatigued on his face.

Reluctantly, Shao Qinyi stepped aside, no longer obstructing Hua Qingyi, following him into the room, and helped Quan Xianglin to a sofa.

"Don’t blame Qin Yi, Young Master Hua. The attack almost cost me my life. If it weren’t for him, you might not be seeing me again." Quan Xianglin gestured for Shao Qinyi to sit beside him, personally pouring tea for Hua Qingyi. "I still ponder over who it could be, but from what I know about Xiao Zhenfeng, he’s unlikely to be the mastermind behind this. Someone so proud, haha..."

Hua Qingyi laughed alongside. "In fact, my visit here is precisely about this."

"Oh?" Quan Xianglin tilted his head suspiciously toward Hua Qingyi. "Has Young Master Hua already discovered who did it?"

"Can’t be certain yet, but there’s a lead." Hua Qingyi glanced at Shao Qinyi. "On the second day after the Chairman was attacked, the Palermo Police Chief was also ambushed in his own apartment, but all the assailants were apprehended. Haha, I didn’t expect to find such a remarkable person here, I really misjudged."

"You’re referring to Chief Mess? I’ve dealt with him before, indeed he’s a deeply hidden character." Quan Xianglin, as if ignoring Hua Qingyi’s words, continued to analyze Mess’s personality.

"According to the information I possess, this chief is not only formidable but also strategic. Within twenty-four hours, he had already identified the attackers’ identities and the organization behind them."

"Oh?" Quan Xianglin blinked, unsure and waiting for Hua Qingyi to continue.

"The people who attacked the police chief were the same ones that attacked the Chairman, a single organization, all from an American Gang, a small, not-so-famous gang that recently emerged."

"American Gang?" Quan Xianglin stroked his chin, falling into contemplation.

"Yes, Chairman, I was quite puzzled when I first received this intel." Hua Qingyi took a sip of tea, deliberately avoiding looking at Quan Xianglin, and exaggerated the sound when putting down the cup.

"I was thinking, could it really have been done by someone from the Xiao Family? But I quickly dismissed the thought because at the time when the Chairman left the Xiao Family, something strange also happened."

"Could Young Master Hua elaborate further?"

"Right after the Chairman left, someone threw a few smoke bombs into the Xiao Family, but there were no casualties, no intruders. Once the smoke cleared, there was a letter which I’d like you to see." Saying this, Hua Qingyi handed the print version he brought from the Xiao Family to Quan Xianglin. "I spent quite a bit of effort to obtain this, but with my experience, I really can’t discern anything from it."

The content on the letter was simple, pieced together with printed text, and Quan Xianglin put on his glasses to examine it closely.

"I don’t know what the Chairman has deduced, I only understood two words: revenge."

"This person should be an enemy of both our families, but I can’t identify a common enemy shared by our families." Quan Xianglin’s words also confirmed Hua Qingyi’s theory. "If that’s the case, how does Mess fit into this?"

"I was thinking the same as the Chairman, if not for Mess, it might have been intentional by someone." At this point, Hua Qingyi paused, suddenly appearing as if he had an epiphany. "There’s someone I don’t know if I should mention."

"Young Master Hua, feel free to say whatever you want."

"The girl who recently died because of Murong Lengyue."

"Such a thing?"

"Didn’t Shao Junwei mention it to you? The girl’s name was Xun Xiangxiang, someone Young Master Quan should be quite familiar with."

"Are the two events related?"

"I’m just speculating, Xun Xiangxiang came from the United States, and there is some connection between her other identity and her stepmother." Hua Qingyi paused at this crucial point, completely controlling the rhythm of the conversation with Quan Xianglin, arousing his curiosity. "Chairman, you are not unfamiliar with Boss Xing, right?"

Quan Xianglin’s eyes flew wide open; he stared at Hua Qingyi in disbelief. "How could this be possible?"

"This girl who died at Murong Lengyue’s hands was indeed Boss Xing’s daughter, which is why I suspect that the attacker might be connected to Boss Xing, and they also came from the United States; it’s all too coincidental. However, Qing Yi finds one thing puzzling: isn’t Boss Xing under the Chairman’s command? The Death Row is quite active in Palermo."

"If it’s the Death Row, then absolutely not." Quan Xianglin said confidently. "Since these people came from the United States, perhaps Boss Xing recruited them privately."

Hua Qingyi shook his head; he still believed in his deduction. "As far as I know, the Death Row members under the Chairman no longer strictly adhere to the organization’s orders. Many rules were broken during Young Master Quan’s tenure, as they sought quick freedom, the original rules set by the Chairman no longer exist, and I’m sure Shao Junwei knows this better than anyone."

"Is that so?" Quan Xianglin asked Shao Qinyi, his voice carrying concealed anger.

"Young Master Quan, he..." Shao Qinyi hesitated, unsure of how to phrase it, unable to either undermine Quan Xianglin’s dignity or downplay Quan Mingyuan’s actions.

"Just answer yes or no." Quan Xianglin said in a deep voice, Shao Qinyi’s hesitation was already the best proof.

"Yes!"

"If so, Xun Xiangxiang’s death can only be tied to the hatred with the Murong Family. I know Boss Xing, he’s not someone who would misdirect his anger."

"Jealousy! Murong Lengyue’s jealousy, because of Xiao Lin. This is an indirect connection, and Xun Xiangxiang’s death partially relates to Young Master Quan, with the assassin coming from the Death Row."

Quan Xianglin slammed the table, suppressing his inner rage. However, the twitching of his face indicated that his patience was reaching its limit.

"Young Master Hua, would you be able to accompany me to see this Boss Xing? I must confirm this matter."

"I can, but I also have conditions." Hua Qingyi smiled silently. "If this matter is indeed attributed to the Death Row, how will the Chairman decide?"

"Once confirmed, I will naturally make a decision." Though on the verge of rage, he remained an old fox, not making any impulsive choices out of anger.

Hua Qingyi put away his playful smile, observing Quan Xianglin seriously and steadily; at this moment, there was no trace of youthful recklessness in him, but rather the demeanor of a Family Head. "I await the Chairman’s judgment as it dictates the future direction of the Hua Family, hoping the Chairman will not disappoint Qing Yi."

"Of course!" Quan Xianglin nodded. "How does Young Master Hua intend to handle the relationship with Xiao Lin?"

"Similarly, it depends on the Chairman’s future actions. I am a political businessman, in my heart, Hua Qingyi has no permanent friends, nor permanent enemies."

"Hahaha!" Quan Xianglin laughed heartily, pointing at Shao Qinyi. "Qin Yi, listen, this is someone who is a born politician; you should learn more from Young Master Hua."

"Thank you for the Chairman’s compliment, Qing Yi still has much to learn from Shao Junwei." Hua Qingyi said humbly.

"I’ll arrange a meeting with Boss Xing as soon as possible and hope Young Master Hua will be responsible for the day’s security."

"Got it!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)