Chapter 72: She’s Dead, What Should I Do?

“Okay, that’s a minor issue; I’ll have someone handle it right away. Call me if you need anything else.”

“Thank you, Uncle Bai.”

“Hey, no need to be formal with me. Now that the kid is with you, I’m relieved. Whatever you guys are doing, just do it well. Your uncle trusts you.”

“Alright.” Hao Yansen hooked his lips into a smile as he ended the call.

Bai Lang immediately admired him, “A true boss is indeed a boss, capable of coming up with such a clever plan. Impressive.”

Shang Shi had a proud look, “Of course, when the young master makes a move, he’s worth two.”

“Shitou, it’s fine if you think you’re dumb, just don’t drag me into it, okay?” Bai Lang helplessly patted his shoulder.

Shang Shi: “…”

Did he mean that?

Hao Yansen interrupted their talk, “Alright, Shang Shi, take someone and follow now. Remember, act according to the situation.”

“Yes!” Shang Shi immediately looked serious, but after taking a few steps, he turned back, “Young master, who am I supposed to tail?”

“Idiot, of course Mo Jun!” Hao Yansen and Bai Lang shouted at the same time.

Shang Shi: “…”

The baby’s heart is bitter, but the baby doesn’t speak.

Shang Shi immediately took people to catch up with Mo Jun; she couldn’t have gone far by now.

And tracking down an ordinary person was a piece of cake for them.

The study.

Bai Lang and Hao Yansen lit a cigarette at the same time.

With a cigarette pinched between his fingers, Bai Lang said with a laugh, “I thought you really didn’t care whether that girl lived or died. What, can’t bear to let her go?”

Hao Yansen’s dark eyes flickered slightly, “Do you think you can?”

“I see her as a little sister, of course I can’t. What about you?”

What did he see her as?

Hao Yansen didn’t answer.

He didn’t know what he saw her as, and he didn’t dare to see her as anything.

“What, still unwilling to admit it?” Bai Lang teased him with a nudge, “Is admitting you like a woman that hard?”

“Who do you think I could like?” Hao Yansen stared back at him, retorting, “Who would be so unlucky to be liked by me?”

Bai Lang was taken aback, and the smile on his face vanished.

Hao Yansen smirked self-deprecatingly, “Everyone thinks being chosen by me is an honor, but no one knows that being chosen by me is actually the greatest misfortune. Bai Lang, what should I do if she dies…”

Hao Yansen crushed the unsmoked cigarette into the ashtray and then walked straight out of the study.

And his last words were so faint.

So faint it seemed like an illusion to Bai Lang.

…

It didn’t take long for Shang Shi and his men to find Mo Jun walking on the road.

The terrain here was a bit isolated, so there was hardly any traffic.

Mo Jun had been trying to hail a taxi, yet no car had passed by.

And Shang Shi and his men could only follow her discreetly, making sure she didn’t notice them.

After what felt like ages, Mo Jun finally stopped a car.

“Driver, please take me to the bus station,” Mo Jun spoke.

She thought the bus station would probably be the safest bet.

After all, the airport and the train station required real-name identification, and her name was surely already flagged in the police network.

At the bus station, she could still find an unlicensed taxi to leave.

But what Mo Jun hadn’t expected was that the police had mobilized such a large force to find her, setting up checkpoints all over the roads.

By the time Mo Jun realized that no route was open and tried to get out of the car to run, it was too late.

The police quickly spotted her and swiftly intercepted her!

Finding her so suddenly, the police were overjoyed, “Miss Mo, we’ve finally found you. Now the police will protect you. Please get in the car and come back with us.”