Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 111 - 111 111 Suspect Jian Qing_1

?Chapter 111: 111, Suspect Jian Qing_1 Chapter 111: 111, Suspect Jian Qing_1 The car sped up, charging violently in the direction of Xiang Cheng.

“Ah… Ah… No…” Xiang Cheng’s screams shredded the night air, echoing ceaselessly throughout the warehouse.

Piercing, terrified, grating.

Yi Kai and his group sneered coldly, what a coward.

He brought it upon himself, and he’s to blame.

The sharp sound of the brakes filled the air, a long trace being left in the dust-covered floor. At the last moment before impact, the car screeched to a halt.

Turning off the engine, Shen Hao got out of the car.

Xiang Cheng’s face was stupefied, tinged with lingering fear, as if he had just experienced a disaster of life and death.

That moment was filled with despair and terror.

And all he could do was watch helplessly, unable to do anything.

“Leave the rest to you, keep him barely alive and toss him back to the An Family.” Quan Jingwu ordered.

Shen Hao and his three companions replied, “Yes.”

The sports car’s engine roared to life and vanished into the night, like an arrow off its bowstring. Xiang Cheng shuddered, coming back to his senses just in time to see the car shrink into a tiny black dot in the distance.

“Kai, get started quickly.” Shen Hao glanced at his wristwatch and urged.

Yi Kai gave him a dissatisfied glare before turning to walk towards Xiang Cheng.

“What… what do you guys want to do?” Xiang Cheng was like a puddle of mud, the pain inflicted on his wounded body was driving him crazy. His eyes filled with fear as he watched Yi Kai and the others approach.

“You’re not thinking that just because our boss broke your legs, the matter would end, are you?” Yi Kai scoffed, a smirk on his face.

If that’s what he thought, then he was in for a big disappointment.

“No, don’t…” Tears streamed down Xiang Cheng’s face, mixing with the cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He couldn’t take it anymore, he truly couldn’t withstand their torture anymore.

Yi Kai ignored his cries, he squatted down, his hands gripping Xiang Cheng’s shoulders.

“Ah Heng.”

Fu Heng squatted down, reaching into his pocket to pull out a small black bottle. Xiang Cheng looked frantic, sweating profusely.

“No, please…”

Fu Heng’s face was indifferent. He gripped Xiang Cheng’s chin with one hand, and with the other, brought the bottle to his lips, forcing the entire contents down his throat.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Fu Heng and Yi Kai let go, Xiang Cheng was choking, his face turning red.

“Ah… Ah…”

Xiang Cheng looked at Fu Heng and the others, his eyes filled with fear. He opened his mouth to ask what they had fed him, but instead found himself plunged into a world of silence.

“Ahh…”

What’s going on? He couldn’t speak. What was happening?

After several unsuccessful attempts, Xiang Cheng’s voice gradually weakened, his heart filled with dread.

His limbs were disabled, and now he had become mute as well.

Fu Heng looked down at him, nodding in satisfaction. It seemed the drug had been successful this time.

“Ah Heng, how long will the effects of this drug last?” Yi Kai asked, resting his hand on Fu Heng’s shoulder, a sly smile spread across his face.

Fu Heng shot him a sideways glance, “It should last until the moment he dies. Want to give it a try?”

Yi Kai froze, his lips twitched, “…”

Such a dreadful thing, was he asking for a shorter lifespan by trying it out?

Withdrawing the hand resting on his shoulder, Yi Kai stepped back, “No need, I always have full trust in whatever you concoct.”

Who would have expected that Fu Heng, who usually carried an air of gentlemanly grace, was actually his boss’s personal physician, who enjoyed spending leisure time in his lab, experimenting with all sorts of peculiar things.

Fu Heng put the flask away and calmly explained, “Once he takes this drug, he will never be able to speak again. Also, whenever it rains, he will experience inhuman torture. The kind of pain that would make him wish he could end his life with one bullet. Plus, he probably won’t be able to lead a licentious life in the future.”

At his words, Yi Kai rubbed his arm, realizing that it was better not to provoke Fu Heng, his combat power was truly terrifying.

Shen Hao glanced at Xiang Cheng lying lifelessly on the ground, “Alright, let’s wrap up, throw him back.”

Yi Kai and the others nodded. Xiao Lu and Yi Kai dragged Xiang Cheng into the car, Shen Hao at the wheel, Fu Heng settling into the front passenger seat.

The car door shut with a ‘thud,’ and the car drove out of the warehouse.

A cool breeze passed by, stirring up the dust on the ground, covering the droplets of blood scattered. Everything returned to its calm as if no one had been there before.

…

Deep into the night, the An family mansion was brightly lit.

In the living room, the old An man was sitting on the couch, wearing an overcoat. An Yun and others still wore signs of drowsiness on their faces, seemingly just roused from sleep.

At one side, An Man’s eyes were slightly red, Zhou Qi, and An Rong were comforting her.

“Doesn’t the hospital have surveillance? How could Xiang Cheng just vanish?” An Zhonghui asked sternly, his face solemn.

An Rong looked towards An Man to corroborate, “Sister, could Xiang Cheng have left the hospital of his own accord?”

“Impossible.” An Man stood up abruptly, startling An Rong, “Chengcheng had just undergone surgery. He couldn’t possibly have the strength to leave the hospital. I also had someone check the hospital’s surveillance. The footage during that time period is all blacked out. It’s clear someone tampered with it. Chengcheng must have been taken by someone.”

At her words, An Yu and the others exchanged glances, their minds filled with various thoughts.

“If the hospital surveillance didn’t catch anything, didn’t any of the nearby cameras capture traces of anything suspicious?” An Zhonghui queried.

An Man shook her head gravely, “I had people check, they couldn’t find any clues.”

She was unable to sleep peacefully in the hospital. She intended to check on her son in the middle of the night, but she found no shadow of him.

At that moment, she knew her Chengcheng must have met with an accident.

Uncle Qiu watched An Man’s desperate behavior, seemingly genuine, and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind as he glanced at the old man sitting on the couch.

Could it be… Miss Jian Qing!

All of a sudden, An Man walked quickly to the old An man and knelt down in front of him with a bang, causing everyone to jump in shock.

An Man raised her head to look at the old patriarch, tears flowing like rain, “Grandfather, it was Chengcheng’s fault, but he has been punished. I beg you, talk to Jian Qing to let Chengcheng go, please.”

At her words, all present were startled.

Jian Qing?

Did she grievously harm Xiang Cheng and still wasn’t content, so she kidnapped him in the middle of the night…
The old patriarch’s piercing eyes suddenly hardened, sweeping over the group before him. Seeing their faces, clearly convinced Jian Qing was the perpetrator, rage simmered within him.

Glancing down at An Man, he said coldly, “How can you be so sure that Qing abducted Xiang Cheng? Don’t allege things against Qing until this matter is thoroughly investigated.”

Before coming here, An Man had anticipated that the old patriarch would defend Jian Qing. But now, with the matter urgent, she needed the old patriarch’s help to find her Chengcheng.

With clenched fists, An Man suppressed her resentment and rage, “Grandfather, Chengcheng rarely goes out recently, and he hasn’t had the chance to make enemies. Besides family members, not many people knew that Chengcheng was admitted to the hospital. Jian Qing harbors resentment against Chengcheng; who else would kidnap him in the middle of the night?”

“Father, why don’t you probe Jian Qing? If it is indeed her, then persuade her to release him. After all, Xiang Cheng has also been punished.” An Zhonghui urged, seeing the old patriarch’s unmoving demeanor.

“Auntie, why don’t we go directly to where Jian Qing lives? Whether she is at home will tell us if she did it.” Yang Xiang suggested.

She seemed quite relaxed, a strange look flashed across An Man’s face. She looked at the old An man, “I checked. Jian Qing lives in Shijin Haoting. Without permission, we can’t enter.”

Everyone in Beijing knew that the security in Shijin Haoting was second to none. Without the permission of the residents, no one could enter easily. Moreover, that area was Quan Jingwu’s Territory; who would dare to cause trouble there?