The speed of cars was fast at night, and the taxi that Cheng Ji was riding in drove onto the elevated ring road and headed for the Fourth People's Hospital ten minutes later.
At the same time, Qi Beisong, who was still staying in private room 388 of Shuiyue Villa, finally untied the rope on his hands within half an hour.
He had just hurriedly pulled his underwear down to his knees when the girl at the front desk knocked on the door to offer him warmth. Fortunately, his bodyguards were conscientious and did not let anyone in casually, thus saving his last bit of face.
"Beisong?" Bodyguard A asked cautiously outside the door, "Well, someone sent me a piece of clothing, and it looks familiar to me."
"Hold it for me!" Qi Beisong ordered in an angry voice while putting on his pants.
Bodyguard A said, I understand.
Bodyguard B was more naive and asked, "Master Qi, why are your clothes outside?"
Qi Beisong zipped up his pants, put on a bathrobe, and suddenly opened the door.
The girl at the front desk was an old hand. She had seen many handsome guys, but the moment she saw Qi Beisong, her eyes lit up, because there are many clients, but beautiful women are rare.
Qi Beisong looked at the three people at the door one by one with a dark face and said, "Come in!"
The girl at the front desk pointed at her nose and asked, "Including me?"
"Including you!"
The girl at the front desk hesitated, then remembered that Mr. Qi had never been interested in women, and she was bold and curious, so she followed Bodyguard A and Bodyguard B into the room.
After entering the room, bodyguards A and B noticed that Qi Beisong seemed to be the only person in the room. They couldn't help but wonder where the bar waiter who had just come in had gone.
Bodyguard A knew Qi Beisong better. He knew that although he was a bad guy, he wouldn't go too far, so he probably just locked the guy up in a room.
Bodyguard B was new and a fool. His face changed drastically and he muttered to himself, "It's over, it's over! Someone's dead. I've only been on the job for three months and I have to help the boss deal with the body. What a sin!"
The girl at the front desk touched her face and continued to admire Qi Beisong, thinking, wow, how can he be so handsome? So damn attractive!
Qi Beisong said: "Close the door!"
Bodyguard A coughed lightly and asked, "Do you want to call Mr. Wu?"
Mr. Wu is the man with the slippery skin on his face. No one knows which room he is having fun in at this moment.
"Don't mention him!" Qi Beisong roared.
He now hates the guy surnamed Wu to death, because it was that bastard who drove Cheng Ji and Manager Zhou out in the first place. If Cheng Ji had been kept at that time, Young Master Qi would not have suffered so much later!
In fact, Qi Beisong's logic was confused. Even if he had kept Cheng Ji at that time, he would still be beaten, and beaten even harder, because Cheng Ji would use about 50% of his strength when protecting other people's buttocks, and 100% when protecting himself. Qi Beisong's neck might even be strangled by him.
By the way, in addition to the naked choke launched from the back, there is also the front naked choke, commonly known as the "guillotine", which mainly attacks the large arteries on both sides of the enemy's neck, causing shock within a short period of time.
"The door is locked!" Qi Beisong said.
Bodyguard A quickly did as he was told.
Qi Beisong threw himself onto the sofa, his hands on the backrest, his chest heaving, his eyes red with anger, and veins on his forehead visible.
The three people at the back didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to say anything. They waited for him with bated breath.
Qi Beisong calmed down his breathing and asked the girl at the front desk: "How did the clothes come into your hands?"
The receptionist said, "A boy brought it here earlier and asked me to bring it to room 388 in half an hour."
"What kind of boy?" Qi Beisong asked.
The girl at the front desk said, "He's one of our employees. He does that. ... He stole your clothes?"
Qi Beisong asked: "Do you know his name?"
The front desk clerk really didn't know, because it was Cheng Ji's first day at work and he didn't look familiar. She only remembered the storage number Cheng Ji reported when he came to pick up his things.
The staff of Shuiyue Villa come and go very frequently. Except for a few fixed executives and managers, the rest of the staff will be replaced every few months, especially for people like MB. If you want guests to come frequently, you have to add new ones and eliminate the old ones.
Qi Beisong asked: "Next time you meet him, will you still recognize him?"
The girl at the front desk hesitated: "Not necessarily. With that kind of makeup on, I probably wouldn't recognize him after he washed his face."
Seeing that Qi Beisong was very unhappy, she quickly made amends: "But I remember his features."
"What characteristics?"
The girl at the front desk said, "He has a mole on the back of his neck. Although it's hidden by his hair, you can see it if you lower your head."
Qi Beisong didn't notice that Cheng Ji had a mole on his body. Of course, even if he had a mole on his face, he wouldn't have had time to look at it because he was being beaten!
"Anything else?" Qi Beisong asked.
The front desk clerk said honestly, “No more.”
Qi Beisong said: "Check the surveillance."
"Huh?" the girl at the front desk asked, "What?"
"Turn up the surveillance footage inside your villa!" Qi Beisong ordered.
"Beisong, what happened?" asked Bodyguard A.
"It's okay!" Qi Beisong said rudely, "Lei Jing, follow her to watch the surveillance video and find the person she mentioned."
Bodyguard Jia Leijing was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay."
Qi Beisong turned to Bodyguard B and asked, "Wang Beifeng, what's wrong with you? Why are you shaking?"
Bodyguard B Wang Beifeng said with a sallow face: "Qi, Master Qi, you...don't worry, I will definitely do a good job of cleaning up the mess and make sure...there is no evidence left."
He wondered if the body was in the bathtub? It had to be!
Oh my god, should we move it as a whole, or cut it into pieces and transport it out? If the case is discovered later, will I be charged with the same crime as this Qi
No, no, no one dares to control him, and I will be thrown out as a scapegoat! Oh, if I had known this, I shouldn’t have submitted my resume three months ago!
…
Qi Beisong looked at him strangely again, thinking, this big and strong man, why is he always hesitating and hesitant? So he ignored him and sulked alone.
In short, more than half an hour passed. Qi Beisong drank several glasses of red wine to relieve his sorrow. Wang Beifeng was still wondering where he had hidden the victim's body. Lei Jing, who had gone to check the surveillance, came back.
Qi Beisong asked him: "Did you see it?"
Lei Jing said: "Beisong, you must have met a particularly cunning person."
"What's the meaning?"
"He knows how to avoid the cameras," Lei Jing said. "There are so many high-definition infrared cameras at Shuiyue Villa, but not a single one captured his face."
Qi Beisong asked: "What about the camera at the front desk? It's always pointed at people, right?"
"There was a camera at the front desk, and he happened to be standing in a blind spot, so only one-third of the back of his head was captured."
Qi Beisong sipped the remaining red wine and asked, "Lao Lei, Wang Beifeng, did you practice fighting when you were in the army?"
"I've practiced them all." Lei Jing said.
Qi Beisong asked: "Are you practicing routines or non-routine?"
Lei Jing replied: "Actually, they are all routines."
“Is there anyone practicing non-routines?”
“Yes.”
"Who would practice non-routines?"
"Usually someone who needs a real fight."
“Are there many people like this?”
"Very few. Even if there are any, they belong to the special forces. Of course, a small number of scouts will also do."
Qi Beisong thought that the special forces in the world couldn’t find someone so punk that could blind people’s eyes, so it must not be him!
"Besides the special forces, who else would practice non-routine combat?"
Lei Jing said: "There is a small number of mobile personnel in the special police force, who are specialized in dealing with emergencies."
The one wearing fishnet stockings doesn’t look like a SWAT officer!
"Anything else?" Qi Beisong asked.
Lei Jing thought for a moment and said, "There are also underground organizations, those involved in heiress, those involved in terrorism, and killers trained abroad."
Qi Beisong still felt that it was not the case.
"The rest...are either mixed martial arts players," Lei Jing said.
Qi Beisong thought, how can a guy like that fight in mixed martial arts? Even if he gets on the field, he will be booed! Besides, he was selling his butt one second, how can he get on the ring the next second
In fact, Cheng Ji is not short, he is definitely over 1.75 meters tall, but due to internal and external troubles, he is rather thin.
Qi Beisong kept silent, then sneered: "Forget it, we can only alert the enemy. Go and call that manager named Zhou to me."
Lei Jing went out again, and Wang Beifeng finally couldn't help asking: "Master Qi, where is the body?"
Qi Beisong angrily said, "What corpse? Did you know that I almost became a corpse?!"
Wang Beifeng said: "It's... the bartender who just came in to deliver the red wine."
"who?"
The turn of events was so bizarre that Qi Beisong almost forgot about Shen Zimo: "Oh, he... ran away."
"Run away?" Wang Beifeng asked in surprise, "How did he run away? Where did he run from?"
"Someone helped him run away."
Wang Beifeng suddenly realized: "Oh, is it the guy who can't even be captured by the surveillance camera?"
"Shut up!" Qi Beisong couldn't think about it. As soon as he thought about it, he got angry again.
He suddenly remembered something and quickly told Wang Beifeng: "Look around the house, it seems the man has lost a shoe."
Although Wang Beifeng was a fool, he was quite good at finding things. It didn't take him long to find the blingbling shoes that Cheng Ji had left under the sink in the bathroom.
"A female?" he asked Qi Beisong.
Qi Beisong cursed: "How can such a large shoe size belong to a woman? Can't you see that I met a psychopath?!"
Wang Beifeng said: "Psychopaths are quite romantic. Should we go door to door with this shoe to find him?"
"Get out!" Qi Beisong roared.
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Arriving at the Fourth People's Hospital, Cheng Ji jumped out of the taxi, entered the inpatient building, and went straight to Ward 12.
It was nearly midnight and the glass door at the ward elevator entrance had already been locked. He didn't want to disturb anyone, but he had to knock on the glass door to alert the nurse on duty at the nurses' station to help him open the door.
The nurse was shocked when she saw his face. After a while, she came over and said, "Is that Xiao Cheng? Why are you like this?"
Cheng Ji said, "I was performing at a company social gathering today. I was afraid it would be too late, so I rushed back without removing my makeup. Did I scare you? I'm sorry."
The nurse said, "It's okay. I have some facial cleanser here, you can use it later."
Cheng Ji thanked her and asked calmly, "How is my mother today?"
"Same old." The nurse said, "By the way, when you are done cleaning up, go to the doctor's office. Doctor Zhu is on night duty today and hasn't slept yet. He just came to ask if you're back. He has something to tell you."
"Okay." Cheng nodded and took the facial cleanser from the nurse.
In order not to appear timid, he stayed at the nurses' station for a dozen more seconds, scanning the surroundings. He soon found the arrow pointing to the water room and walked towards that place first.
There is a water boiler, a washbasin and an old mirror in the bathroom.
He washed his face several times before he finally rubbed off the thick foundation. However, the mascara was waterproof and the more he rubbed, the darker his eye circles became. He was at a loss for what to do for the time being.
He finally saw what he looked like. Objectively speaking, he was a beauty, but he was frail, his skin was pale, there were blues under his eyes, his hair was unkempt, and he looked dejected due to fatigue. Overall, he still looked like a ghost.
He had no choice but to go see the doctor named Zhu.