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News of the Green Serpent being taken away had reached Mr. Fang, and he was not idle; at least he had ensured that the information regarding the company's location was taken as well.
In truth, Lin Yuan should have been more vigilant while following them; he had let his pride get the better of him. What did the Shangguan family have to say? Although they were abroad, their information network was still quite effective. The butler stood behind Mr. Fang and placed an email on his desk.
It seemed that Shangguan Yao was not a priority for them after all. They thought they could disregard her, but the domestic market still needed to be developed, which made things a bit complicated for Mr. Fang. To him, Shangguan Yao was secondary; the real concern was whether the Green Serpent could be rescued. He knew he had a lot at stake—if even part of what he had worked for over the years were to be revealed, it would all vanish.
Where would he find another like her? He decided to send a lawyer to negotiate with the police first, to see how much they knew. If her identity had already been exposed, then he would have to think of another plan.
After finishing a glass of red wine, Mr. Fang set the empty glass aside and spoke to the butler.
Once the butler left, he sat alone at his desk. The computer screen glowed in the dim light, the black text standing out clearly. The Shangguan family did not need someone who had already become useless.
However, Shangguan Yao was quite clever. She knew how to fight for her own interests; if it meant saving herself instead of the Green Serpent, that wouldn’t be too bad either. But he could not simply give up on the Green Serpent.
The Green Serpent had never shown her face among those people; it wouldn’t be too difficult to find a substitute if necessary. Even if she did show her face, so what? Mr. Fang understood that these people would only waver for profit; they wouldn’t budge for someone who wasn’t connected to them.
"Ding dong! You have an email; please check," a voice chimed from the computer, causing Mr. Fang to frown. He didn’t recall setting any voice notifications on his computer.
Before he could even move his mouse, a black email appeared on his screen, and subtitles began to emerge slowly against the dark background.
[It seems your plans are not going smoothly.]
"Who are you?" A sense of alertness surged within Mr. Fang as he recalled having installed a firewall on his computer; how could someone breach it so easily?
The text continued to appear on the screen.
[You can call me Teacher or Yun; either is fine. I believe I should have been introduced to you.]
The word "it" was used in a very vivid way, instantly sparking an association in Mr. Fang's mind.
"You've known all along that I've been tampering with things domestically, and you've been monitoring me through my computer? What do you want?"
Now was not the time for casual conversation, and Mr. Fang had no desire to discuss such topics. Since the other party had approached him, there had to be a reason behind it.
"I admire people like you and understand the predicament you're in. If nothing unexpected happens, your last companion will soon be captured as well."
How could that be possible? Mr. Fang knew that the masked individual had focused solely on computer studies, neglecting other skills. Under such circumstances, could he really be outmatched?
"Do you think the information about Qing She leaked by accident?"
"I have been quietly watching you all this time."
Those words sent a hollow sensation through him. If the other party had been targeting him from the very beginning, then everything he was doing now might be unfolding according to their expectations. As for why they were appearing now, it could be because things were veering off their planned course.
Then what about the Fang family?
"So why are you here now? Are you just waiting to see us gradually perish?"
"If that were the case, I wouldn't have shown up."
Just then, a message appeared on his phone. Mr. Fang picked it up to take a look and frowned.
"Abroad?"
"You can choose to give up if you don't want to talk. If you do want to talk, then bring that woman along with you."
This message essentially asked him to abandon Qing She and head overseas instead. Mr. Fang gazed out into the thick night, uncertain of what thoughts were swirling in his mind. This conversation was private between them; as for Mr. Fang's so-called companion, Yun Gen had no time to deal with him. Focusing on one thing often made it difficult to adapt in times of crisis.
"Lin Yuan, are you sure the address is here?"
Zheng Rufeng frowned as he looked at the old neighborhood before him. He had brought quite a few people along this time, but now this old community seemed somewhat ridiculous in his eyes. With organizations like Butterfly and Qing She having such high standards, did it really make sense for a computer expert from their ranks to be here?
On the other end of the phone, Lin Yuan nodded and replied, "The location hasn't changed; it's in Building 1."
Hearing Lin Yuan's certainty, Zheng Rufeng decided not to waste any more time and waved his hand towards the back. The property management staff were too intimidated by their actions to intervene and were puzzled about what was happening in their neighborhood.
As the footsteps echoed softly on the stairs, Zheng Rufeng recalled the information he had received earlier about a mother and her child inside. It was said that the boy spent all his time playing video games, and he didn’t seem like someone involved in any criminal organization.
Knock, knock, knock.
He raised his hand and tapped on the door, and soon a voice came from within.
“Who is it?”
The doors in this old neighborhood were different from those in newer complexes. Zheng Rufeng instructed the others to stand aside and keep out of sight while he remained outside alone.
“What’s going on?”
Seeing a stranger at the door made the woman slightly wary, even though he didn’t appear to be a bad person.
“Um, I believe the property management called you earlier? We have a situation with the water pipes that requires routine maintenance.”
Zheng Rufeng knew better than to use an abrupt excuse. This old neighborhood had regular maintenance checks every month to ensure water safety.
“Oh, I see. Come in then.”
The woman didn’t think much of it and let him in. However, as soon as the door opened, several people who had been hiding nearby quickly blocked the entrance.
“What’s going on?”
The woman looked surprised as she noticed so many people suddenly rushing in. Two officers had already dashed into other rooms while Zheng Rufeng quickly explained.
“I’m from the police department. Your son is involved in a case, and we need your cooperation.”
Her instinctive reaction was to refute him.
“My son has been home since graduating, just playing video games every day. How could that be possible?”
No parent would believe their child could be connected to police matters, but with the glaring identification in front of her, she began to feel flustered.
Inside the room, the boy was absorbed in his game when a loud bang echoed from the door, followed by a group of people rushing in to seize him.
“What do you want? Let me go!”
“What’s going on? You’ll find out at the police station. Take him away!”
Zheng Rufeng watched coldly as chaos unfolded.
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