Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1318: Chapter 1294: Murong’s Tempting Offer

A piece of news about a common home burglary won’t cause many ripples. Such robbery and murder cases play out several times daily in any city, and people have already developed immunity to them, at most discussing them during idle moments. Residents near the crime scene might panic for about two weeks before letting it go.

Solving the case is the police’s responsibility, and the photos shown in news reports merely depict the police examining the scene. The bodies have already been removed, leaving behind a room filled with remnants.

However, some people find this news highly unsettling. A Chinese man was brutally murdered at his workplace, and the scene bore marks of a fierce fight. According to witnesses, there were only two people in the room at the time, and the door was locked. The witness is reported to be an employee of the victim, and the newspapers make these details quite clear.

Clap! Murong Lengyue turned off the LCD TV while rotating her chair. Although the news didn’t mention the victim’s name, the crime scene was a clue to the informed, while ignorance ruled the fearful.

Quan Zhendong, Quan Xianglin’s brother, died so simply, surely making the big shot in Yanjing jump with anger. A room burglary — what is there to rob from a conference room?

This move by the Xiao Family was audacious and reckless; the scene was left incredibly clean, sparking suspicion. "Shao Qinyi, what do you think of this matter?"

The murder of Quan Zhendong also caused Shao Qinyi to tremble with fear. Although he appeared retired businessman, Quan Zhendong wielded another type of military power that couldn’t be underestimated. Before this, Quan Mingyuan’s attack had unsettled Quan Xianglin, and now... "Even if I don’t say, Miss Murong already knows."

Murong Lengyue laughed coldly, indifferent to Shao Qinyi’s evasive attitude. "I am aware, but are you? Xiao Family dared to openly kill Quan Zhendong and attack Quan Mingyuan, intending to settle things here. Shouldn’t your position be reconsidered as well?"

"What does Miss Murong mean?" Shao Qinyi rearranged his sitting position, asking.

"If relying on one person could solve Qui Zhendong’s case, it wouldn’t be easy. In a place with many people, internal cooperation and external assistance are apparent. Shao Qinyi, you can’t be oblivious." Murong Lengyue blinked her beautiful eyes. "Quan Mingyuan’s attitude towards you shows this. Now, while Quan Xianglin is still in his position, if he gets replaced one day, wouldn’t you, his minion, be the first casualty? Quan Mingyuan saving Shao Weihua would be effortless, yet he does not—do you not understand why?"

Shao Qinyi stood up. "Miss Murong’s divide-and-conquer strategy is full of flaws. To be a fisherman, the snipe and clam must compete. Now, Xiao Family is targeting Quan Mingyuan, not me, a mere minion, so whichever side I choose, I wouldn’t be self-immolating. Quan Zhendong’s death might draw Quan Xianglin, but I can responsibly inform Miss Murong that Quan Xianglin will not be the endpoint, and I, Shao Qinyi, will handle my own matters."

Murong Lengyue supported herself on the table, squinting as though trying to see through the man in front of her, studying his expression. After a while, a perfect smile curled at the corners of her mouth, silently laughing. "Shao Qinyi, you show a small habit when you’re nervous; you fear Quan Zhendong’s death more than anyone, as it means your backing might collapse. Why not work alongside me instead, leave Quan Xianglin, though you’ll lose your sole connection below, you’ll gain greater wealth space."

"Thank you for your grace, Miss Murong, I will consider it."

Meanwhile, elsewhere in Palermo, nobody had the leisure Murong Lengyue had. Wrapped like a mummy in layers of white bandages, Quan Mingyuan roared upon receiving the news of Quan Zhendong’s death, fortunately restrained in hospital until sedated to avoid chaos.

After leaving Murong Lengyue, Shao Qinyi received a call from the hospital; the relationship between Quan Mingyuan and Quan Zhendong might surpass that with Quan Xianglin, making such a result inevitable.

Instead of directly returning to the hospital, Shao Qinyi returned to his office, connecting with Quan Xianglin in Yanjing. Overnight, one could see the aging of this man, losing Quan Mingyuan equated to losing two legs.

"Is it confirmed Xiao Family did this?" It was a rhetorical question, yet Quan Xianglin voiced it.

"No clear evidence points to them, the execution was seamless, although after Shao Zhenfeng was attacked, Uncle Quan met his fate, the events are linked," Shao Qinyi stated truthfully. No Xiao Family fingerprint was at the scene; instead, traces pointed to several criminals, and the surveillance footage showed the entry and exit during that time were not by Xiao Lin, but by a stranger, making pinning it on Xiao Lin or convincing the police unfeasible.

"Guard Quan Mingyuan, don’t let him act recklessly, I’ll arrive soon." Quan Xianglin pondered all night; killing Quan Zhendong wasn’t due to his power, but to draw him to Palermo, like attacking Quan Mingyuan, killing Quan Zhendong, so now next is his son, forcing him to commit heavy crime.

"Master, this is not the time for you to come." Shao Qinyi unthinkingly blurted out, as Quan Zhendong had also said.

"Should I watch the only lineage of the Quan Family die in my hands?" Quan Xianglin shouted, losing his due composure.

Through the screen, Shao Qinyi felt little, continuing coldly. "From a broader perspective, you should stay in Yanjing, holding Xiao Zhenfeng in check, while even if you come here now, what could you resolve, warfare?"

Quan Xianglin paused, recalling Shao Qinyi’s first instance of disobedience. "There’s still the prisoner, and me with Quan Mingyuan; I will protect the young master."

"Qin Yi, have no resentment about Mingyuan not saving Shao Weihua?"

"Resentment exists, as at that time only the young master could save my brother from Xiao Lin, but Qin Yi isn’t someone who disregards the bigger picture. The brother’s actions are naturally something he should shoulder, and I think the young master felt similarly then!"

Quan Xianglin watched Shao Qinyi’s face, uncertain of his sincerity. "If the kid is as far-sighted as you think, I needn’t worry. The prisoner is your responsibility; keep watching over Quan Mingyuan for me."

"Yes!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and give monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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