Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 644 - 479. (Epilogue - Back then) 6: Hey, I’m right here
China, Shanghai.
Huangxi International Hotel.
The swelling from George’s surgery had just subsided, and he couldn’t resist looking in the mirror at the first opportunity.
He found the best plastic surgeon. The doctor was very responsible and told him that the entire plastic surgery would take several years, requiring multiple surgeries to perfect the details gradually. This was the doctor’s professional integrity and meticulousness; in fact, George was already satisfied with the current surgical results.
After all, they were brothers, sharing the same father but different mothers, so they naturally looked about seventy to eighty percent alike. After the surgery, the resemblance was ninety percent. The remaining ten percent of dissimilarity was just in the details, which was hard for outsiders to notice.
Li Le Wen entered, stood next to him, and said nothing, holding his breath while raising his eyebrows as he looked at him.
George couldn’t help but smile, understanding the reason behind Li Le Wen’s reaction.
But even though he was smiling, his heart felt a chill. Because he knew that Li Le Wen wasn’t seeing him, but rather that other person. Thus, Li Le Wen’s intense focus wasn’t for him.
He deliberately smiled again, "How is it, isn’t it quite similar?"
Only then did Li Le Wen discreetly furrow his brows, look away, and say faintly, "You shouldn’t smile. He rarely smiles indiscriminately in front of his subordinates."
George gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
He became serious, coldly staring at Li Le Wen, "Do you have something to say?"
Li Le Wen put both hands in his pockets, walked around in circles twice, and then slowly said, "I heard he might be coming to China."
"Oh?" George was startled, "What’s he coming to China for at this time?"
Could it be that he’s coming again because of me, wanting to strengthen his surveillance on me?
Or, could it be that he’s also heard about my plastic surgery and is coming to deal with me?
Li Le Wen tilted his head and looked at him again, slowly shaking his head, "The news leaked from M Country just says he’s coming back to see a Chinese doctor for his leg."
George adjusted his sleeve, "Do you believe it?"
Li Le Wen lowered his head, "There’s no reason not to believe it. Every year after October, when it gets cold, his leg becomes uncomfortable."
George stared at the face in the mirror, which was no longer his, feeling uneasy. After all, he had just completed the first stage of his plastic surgery, and he had a hunch that Huangfu Huazhang choosing this time to come to China was related to him.
Could it be that his plastic surgery had angered Huangfu Huazhang, or had Huangfu Huazhang guessed that he might want to use this face for some purpose? Could it be that Huangfu Huazhang was coming to eliminate him?
He was extremely nervous and fixed his gaze on Li Le Wen, "You have to help me."
Li Le Wen walked to the window, gazing sombrely at the horizon, "At this point, if I don’t help you, who can I help?"
George then smiled satisfactorily, "You are his confidant; the people in M Country don’t guard against you, so be careful to help me gather some information about his activities. For example, where did he book his flight to, what preparations has he made for this trip."
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The sky darkened as Gu Yong and Gun Si drove Tang Yanqing to the century-old Russian building.
Gu Yong had his own plans.
The young man before him claimed to be a friend of Yan Qi, and at this time, "Yan Qi" was in his hands. So bringing this young man to the bunker was risky. He couldn’t let this young man have the chance to meet "Yan Qi," or let him know that "Yan Qi" had already been detained.
But this young man was particularly useful: Originally, he was worried about who he would rely on to lure Shi Haoran in and fight with Shi Haoran after capturing Yan Qi. Although Smiling Face said he would help and guide him, Smiling Face was still abroad, and in the past, Gu Yong hadn’t collaborated with him, unsure of his capabilities.
Yet this young man before him was different; he had been involved in designing those virtual cases.
The arrival of this young man was exactly what Gu Yong needed. He decided to conceal the fact that "Yan Qi" was already in his hands, then leverage this young man’s intellect and experience to battle Shi Haoran.
Tang Yanqing looked up at the old building gradually enveloped by the night, feeling curious.
This property’s aura didn’t match Gu Yong’s income or cultural level at all.
He chuckled softly, "Gu Cheng truly is a poet; even the temporary place he finds has this European flair."
There must be someone else advising him, and Tang Yanqing was very curious about who this person behind the scenes could be.
Gu Yong also frowned upon hearing that, changing his calculations once more.
He walked to the entrance first, "Please come in. We’ll wait for Yan Qi here together."
Tang Yanqing leisurely followed, quietly removing his phone card, "Yan Qi hasn’t arrived yet, and his phone can’t be reached, likely encountering some issue with the flight. Did you bring the girl he asked you to capture?"
Gu Yong chuckled again, "I did what he instructed. But since he hasn’t arrived, I didn’t dare bring the girl here. You understand, no matter where we are, kidnapping is always a serious crime."
Stepping into the alley, Tang Yanqing squinted and took a look around.
It was not the crude underground building he had imagined but rather one that had been carefully renovated. Even the walls of the corridor were covered with gilded wallpaper, and magnolia-shaped wall lamps emitted a soft light. The rooms on either side also had oak doors.
At a glance, it was hard to believe this was a bunker; instead, one might think it was a high-end nightclub.
"You say the girl isn’t here? Then where did you put her?"
Tang Yanqing tried to ask without showing emotion.
After all, he came here, even came to China, just for her. As long as she was safe, he didn’t care about anything else.
Gu Yong glanced back at Tang Yanqing in the alley, his face flickering in the light, and smiled, "Why are you so concerned about that girl?"
Tang Yanqing raised his long eyebrows and couldn’t help but sigh in his heart: Over the past few years, he had really taught Gu Yong too well. Gu Yong’s aptitude had been ordinary, but from what he saw now, he had clearly learned a lot.
He then put on a young man’s mask, shrugged, "Any girl that Yan Qi fancies must be very beautiful. Since he hasn’t arrived yet, I’ll look for him first."
Gu Yong then smiled. So it was just a young boy’s desire to see beautiful women.
He immediately shook his head, "She’s not here. Wait until Yan Qi arrives, then you will see her."
Gu Yong arranged Tang Yanqing into a room far from where Xiang Yuan and Shi Nian were held, then gave Gun Si a look, indicating for Gun Si to keep an eye on him.
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That night, Tang Yanqing had dinner with Gu Yong and drank some wine, then pretended to be tired and fell asleep on the sofa.
Gu Yong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have a good sleep, we’ll discuss important matters tomorrow."
Tang Yanqing then took a shower and went to bed early.
With all the hustle for these dozens of hours, Gu Yong and his men were more exhausted than him. Seeing him asleep, Gu Yong and his crew also went to rest.
At 2 a.m., Tang Yanqing opened his eyes silently in the darkness.
He quietly got up, gathered his belongings in the bed, then silently opened the door and went out.
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The corridor was quiet; from the style of the room doors, there was no apparent difference. With dozens of rooms, Tang Yanqing couldn’t pick each lock nor immediately determine which room housed Gu Yong’s men.
He quietly walked along the wall, stopping in front of each door, then squatted down silently, observing carefully.
The alley was carpeted; if a room was empty, the carpet fibers in front of the door stood fairly upright; whereas in a room with frequent comings and goings, the carpet fibers were more flattened.
The greater the degree of flattened fibers, and the more apparent the stains at the door, the more frequently the room was accessed.
Having identified several frequently used rooms using this method, he again carefully observed in front of those doors.
Suddenly, one door caught his attention.
On the spherical doorknob of that door, a long hair was wrapped around.
That long hair had natural curls, which happened to wrap itself around the groove of the doorknob. If not looked at carefully, it couldn’t be noticed at all.
He squinted slightly, squatted down, and slowly pulled out the strand of hair, holding it under his nose.
If this hair had been left by someone else previously, over time, the human scent on the strand of hair would diminish, gradually assimilating the surrounding environment’s odor. But this strand under his nose still held a vivid human scent: there was the smell of scalp oil and the freshness of shampoo.
His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn’t help but squinting at that door.
Because it was hers, he was more convinced that this strand of hair wasn’t coincidentally entwined. It was a clue she deliberately left when she was locked in!
He smiled, showing his first smile amidst the long journey.
At least knowing she was here made it only a matter of time before rescuing her.
He couldn’t help but reach out, placing his palm on the door panel, and silently said in his heart, "Do you know? I am here. I’m right here. Don’t be afraid, no matter what happens, I’ll be here with you."
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At this time of the deep night, it was dead silent, and there was no sound at all in the bunker.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a soft voice coming through the gap under the door, "Hello, is someone out there?"
He was taken aback, then couldn’t help but smile slightly.
