Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1308: Chapter 1285: Severing Ties

Uncle Qin rubbed his hands, maybe it was the first time meeting Xia Xue, he seemed a little uneasy, but compared to himself, he still appreciated Xiao Lin’s taste.

After learning about Uncle Qin’s identity, Xia Xue didn’t change much, already doing what she should be doing, helping handle some business trivialities for Xiao Lin during his absence. In fact, there wasn’t much she could do; in commerce, he was much more skillful than her. In just two short weeks, the comprehensive building in Sin City was already fully settled, and all the brands were first-class, which could be considered much better than her Rhein. Because of this, she felt quite defeated.

The three-month pregnancy wasn’t noticeable, and Uncle Qin was someone who paid attention to detail. Following Xiao Zhenfeng, it would be hard not to learn. His keen eyes showed a hint of suspicion, upon receiving Uncle Qin’s gaze, Xia Xue looked up. "Need more coffee?"

Usually, at this point, you would ask if there’s anything, but Xia Xue was different from others, Uncle Qin was stunned for a moment, pointing at his watch. "Ah, Lao Jiu went to pick up Lin. If Uncle Qin finds the wait tiring, you can rest for a while. He’ll be here soon."

Two visitors came in one night, Xia Xue sighed lightly, really hoping to go live somewhere with Xiao Lin where no one knows them; Xiao Lin had too many unfinished things.

Xiao Lin and Lao Jiu pushed the door open; seeing Uncle Qin was quite unexpected. Xia Xue shook her head at him, indicating she hadn’t received any blame. Only then did he relax his expression.

"Young Master, let’s talk alone!" Uncle Qin spoke bluntly, without any semblance of a servant’s demeanor.

"Let’s go to the seventh floor!"

"Young Master Xiao!" The seventh floor could be said to be the heart of their ’Underground City’; naturally, Lao Jiu was unwilling. In Yanjing, what he lost was a city; here, what he lost was his everything.

"It’s fine!"

Uncle Qin nodded to Lao Jiu; meeting the ’Underground City’ City Lord here wasn’t surprising.

The seventh floor was just an office area, nothing seemed off, and nothing protruded. But in fact, in these partitioned areas, they could become individual rooms at any time. Xiao Lin’s planning and investment could be said to be effortless.

"Young Master, being able to come up with this move, even Quan Mingyuan can’t do anything about you."

Xiao Lin led Uncle Qin to a slightly spacious room and sat down. On the large screen in the middle, four colors scrolled down, each representing the difficulty coefficient of tasks, largely no different from Yanjing’s ’Underground City’, although the scale was much smaller. "The Young Master’s capability to act makes the Old Master very gratified. Such a scale of ’Underground City’ can form in a short time and find such rare assassins. I think besides the Young Master, no one else can achieve this."

Xiao Lin poured Uncle Qin a cup of clear tea then sat across from him. "If Uncle Qin is referring to the people of the three major financial entities, I think you’re exaggerating."

"Puppets and divination aren’t something ordinary people can hire. These two are leaders in their own fields and haven’t taken assignments for a long time. They personally stepped in this time, so the Young Master, don’t jest with me, a mere servant!"

Not knowing if the last word had the same meaning as crow, a gray shadow suddenly leapt up. Xiao Lin shouted, and the gray crow obediently laid down at Xiao Lin’s feet. "The ones who invited them weren’t me. The old man abandoning Lao Jiu is definitely the wrong decision." Xiao Lin patted the crow’s head, as recently this fellow had become extremely irritable.

"What has brought Uncle Qin here this time? Xiao Mu and Murong Lengyue have come very close, although Quan Mingyuan seems to still consider me cannon fodder. Shao Weihua is in my hands now. If the old man needs him, you can send him over anytime. He knows quite a lot about Quan Xianglin. Spread the word, someone will naturally come to take care of him. That way, you can naturally buy him off to turn him into a witness and reveal Quan Xianglin’s misdeeds over the years."

Uncle Qin burst into hearty laughter upon hearing this, his fingers rubbing back and forth on the tabletop. "Young Master, don’t try to extract any news from me. The Old Master’s thoughts aren’t something people like us can fathom. Although the Third Young Master is close with Miss Murong, Miss Murong only acknowledges you as her master, and there’s nothing we can do. As for Quan Mingyuan, he was unexpected to the Old Master, but not long ago, Quan Mingyuan’s uncle visited the Old Master and had a long private talk. We, of course, knew nothing about it."

Placing one hand on Uncle Qin’s twisting fingers, Xiao Lin gratefully glanced at him. "Thank you, Uncle Qin. You’ve already done a lot."

With just a few words, Xiao Lin already grasped a lot of information. Whether or not the old man’s intentions are right, Quan Mingyuan’s weight is but a little, which saves him many detours and sheds a lot of estimates. Yet, regarding Murong Lengyue, he remained unwilling and would not relent.

Uncle Qin couldn’t help but sigh, there are some things that don’t need to be said much. "I heard you stayed at the Murong family last night?"

"You could say that, along with Quan Mingyuan, but a group of people bravely attacked the Murong household at night."

"Oh? Is that so?" Uncle Qin expressed great surprise. "Do you know who did it?"

Xiao Lin shook his head. "There’s a guy that’s quite formidable, but he’s just an underdeveloped kid. I left him to Xiao Yue’s handling. If I’m not mistaken, the target is coming for me, so it’s just a few people. Excluding Mu Rongyun, this target naturally becomes easy to pinpoint."

At this point, Xiao Lin drank some tea, lit a cigarette, and also lit Uncle Qin’s water pipe. "Did ’Black Crow’ return?"

"Hmm?" Uncle Qin inhaled the smoke, not quite understanding Xiao Lin’s words.

"There’s a female corpse in Meisai’s morgue. I just inspected it; the perpetrator was the Magician." Xiao Lin stared intently at Uncle Qin. "Shao Weihua’s club was burned to ashes overnight; that girl was a witness."

"Uncle Qin, how much do you know about this incident?" Xiao Lin asked again.

"The ’Black Crow’ indeed returned to the old master but there might be something more to this matter." Uncle Qin paused and got up. "The old master said, as long as Young Master has a need, ’Black Crow’ is available for you anytime; he just hopes you frequent ’Vaganay" less. Moreover, regarding Xiao Ya..." Uncle Qin cautiously glanced at Xiao Lin, seeing no reaction before continuing. "Currently, Xiao Ya is in the United States. This time, the old master exclusively assigned him to handle the gangster affairs over there, as a solace for you, Young Master. But regarding Lian, he hopes you manage it with diligence."

"Why is one not enough this time, you have to involve another?" His tone immediately dropped to freezing point. Before coming to Palermo, he might not have considered much, just purely accomplishing a task. He contemplated the intent of taking Xiao Ya to the United States; however, this time, the old man wants to include Lian in the calculations, making him somewhat moved.

"Uncle Qin, have some tea!" Uncle Qin felt his tension was about to jump out of his throat, but was blocked by Xiao Lin’s words, leaving him speechless. He looked at Xiao Lin, a child he watched grow up, yet realized he truly didn’t understand his thought process. "Does Uncle Qin know someone named Liu Yi? He’s able to hire the Assassin Group from the Dan Clan. This family shares a deep history with our Xiao Family. Furthermore, the old man wants me to avoid contact with ’Vaganay’ due to Liu Yi’s connection. He has eyes identical to mine and Xiao Ya’s; is this coincidence or do we have some underlying issue?"

"This..." a succession of inhaling sounds escaped Uncle Qin as he anxiously switched legs.

"Uncle Qin, you’ve watched me grow since I was young. The hardships I endured are unimaginable. Do you remember the question I asked you when I was fourteen?" Xiao Lin’s voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Uncle Qin naturally remembered, fourteen was when Xiao Lin just emerged from the laboratory, coinciding with Mu Rongyun’s escape. Xiao Lin surviving was a miracle, and upon retrieving Xiao Lin, his first question unexpectedly was whether he was indeed his father’s child.

As Uncle Qin nodded awkwardly, Xiao Lin took a deep breath. "That question, placing it ten years later, I want to ask Uncle Qin again, am I really his biological child?"

Over ten years, people change. Xiao Lin became stronger, and comforting words became ineffective. Ten years was ample for this child to develop wisdom and analytical skills, yet no matter what, this was beyond his judgement.

"Young Master shouldn’t have such doubts, the old master has painstakingly hoped for you to ascend to the Xiao Family’s position soon, wishing you could marry into Murong Family to solidify your standing."

Xiao Lin subtly twisted his lips, inconspicuously topping up the tea. "Uncle Qin, convey a message back, I won’t allow Xiao Ya to become his sacrifice. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. If he understands, great; if not, then let it be destruction." With that, he pushed Dragon Soul’s credentials in front of Uncle Qin. "Take this back."

"Young Master!" Uncle Qin panicked. "I didn’t come to persuade you for anything; what are you planning?"

"I naturally understand Uncle Qin’s intentions, even if there’s an unwanted task, sometimes it must be done. Some people shouldn’t be removed, but for personal desires, they must be, don’t you agree?"

"But there’s no need to be so resolutely decisive!"

"Whether he’s my father remains a puzzle. Twenty-some years, does he fear me meeting the woman who bore me?" Xiao Lin mocked himself with a smile; regarding her, there are still some lingering shadows here.

Uncle Qin had nothing to say; his eyes turned red then dry. "Then please proceed cautiously, Young Master. I’ll do my utmost regarding the old master."

"Thank you, Uncle Qin."

It wasn’t the Magician’s doing, then who was it? After Uncle Qin left, Xiao Lin didn’t dwell on the mystery of his origin. Few assassins parallel the ’Black Crow,’ the perpetrator precisely inserted into the central nervous system, causing instant death to the girl; if not the Magician, then who else? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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