"Old friend?" Su Minghan asked in confusion.
Su Hao stood up and straightened his suit. "Oh, it's your Uncle Jingming. I heard he's been back in the country taking care of Old Master Bo for almost two months. I've got to hurry up and catch up with him."
"Then I'll make a reservation right now."
He had just taken out his phone when he was stopped.
"No need, no need. It's just a simple meal and a chat. I heard he's going to take the old master back abroad for treatment at the end of the month. Chances to meet might be few and far between from now on."
"Back abroad?"
Su Minghan was stunned. He had never heard Bo Jingyu mention it.
Moreover, there was less than a week until the end of the month. That guy wouldn't be plotting something on his own again, would he?
Thinking of this, he wished he could split himself in two.
One half to be busy with work, shuttling between Xiao Shujing and Tian Danni.
The other half to be with his brothers and do whatever he could.
"Then let's go together. I'll also get in touch with Jingyu."
Su Hao was full of admiration for his well - organized son.
"Okay, it's up to you!"
At the Nanbei Villa, Bo Siming slapped the killer.
"Can't you even find a nurse? How do you do your job!"
The corner of the killer's mouth was cut by his teeth and blood oozed out, but he still lowered his head in pain.
"Sorry, Young Master. She's just disappeared like a ghost. We brothers have ransacked all the hospitals in Yancheng. She must have run to another city, or..."
He stared at the killer fiercely. "Speak!"
"Or she might have used disguise to get information from you."
Bo Siming instantly got goosebumps and his expression froze.
"Disguise?"
The killer nodded. "In our circle, to protect ourselves and avoid being discovered during missions, we 'put on makeup' in advance. That nurse you mentioned might very well have been sent by the Second Young Master!"
He stood silently in front of the table, his face expressionless and his mouth drooping.
The atmosphere around him grew colder and colder, as if winter had arrived.
"Heh."
Bo Siming suddenly sneered, scaring the killer in front of him.
He knew very well that Bo Siming was unpredictable, and killing someone was easier than crushing an ant. He was afraid that his incompetence this time would cost him his life.
"Please calm down, Young Master!"
"Angry? Where do I get angry from?" Bo Siming hooked his lips.
"Bo Jingyu's tricks are getting more and more inferior. Sending a disguised nurse to approach me, and she ran away after just one day of contact!"
He picked up the simple life - and - death contract on the table. The more he thought about it, the funnier it seemed, and the happier he felt.
"This contract is basically worthless. Even if someone gets it, it won't be enough to convict me. It can't even hurt a single hair on me."
Bo Siming took out a lighter and set the contract on fire.
To be on the safe side, it was better to destroy it.
"Don't bother looking for the nurse. She's probably hiding in some rural area."
Thinking about the nurse's reaction that day, he didn't even need to think to know.
She must have taken the money from Bo Jingyu and run away.
"I really want to give my stupid younger brother some advice. Don't look for these weak women in the future. They're useless at critical moments."
Seeing that Bo Siming was in a much better mood, the killer nodded with a forced smile.
"Yes, Young Master. You're absolutely right."
Suddenly, his arm was twisted behind his back by Bo Siming.
The bone cracked.
"Aaaaah!"
The killer's eyes welled up with tears in pain. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.
"Who told you to laugh? You're incompetent and still have the nerve to laugh?"
"Young Master, I was wrong. I'll definitely do better next time, I..."
The rest of his words were stuck in his throat.
Bo Siming put away his silenced gun, his face cold.
"Who the hell needs you next time? Hurry up and die and be reincarnated."
With a thud, the killer's body fell to the ground.
"Someone, clean up the scene."
The few people who came in gasped in horror when they saw the body on the ground.
They didn't know when this life with no future would end.
Bo Siming changed into a new suit and strode out of the door.
Assistant Zhuang had already parked the car at the door.
"To the police station."
"Do I need to inform Captain Xiao Kang in advance?"
He sneered and glanced at him. "Do I need to report to him where I'm going?"
With that, he got into the passenger seat.
At the Yancheng Police Station.
"Brother Hao! I've already said that the chief is not here today."
Hao Zhibin was still insistent. "I've been here ten times. I'm tired of hearing your excuses! I really need to see my uncle."
The young police officer looked miserable. "Then call the chief."
"If I could get through on the phone, would I need to come here in person? Get out of the way!"
"Yo, isn't this Captain Hao? Long time no see."
Bo Siming heard the commotion and happened to run into him face - to - face.
Hao Zhibin was so angry at his arrogant look that his teeth itched, but he forced himself to stay calm so as not to give anything away.
"Young Master."
"Tell me, who are you looking for? I'm in a good mood today. Maybe I can even introduce you. After all, you're not working in the police station anymore. It must be inconvenient for you to do anything."
He tilted his head and held a cigarette in his mouth, taking a deep puff from the lighter Assistant Zhuang held out. His tone was extremely arrogant.
Xiao Kang rushed over in a hurry, out of breath. Looking at them, his legs were shaking uncontrollably with fear.
"Y - Young Master, why didn't you let me know you were coming?"
Bo Siming looked at him coldly. "What, are you higher in rank than me? Do I need to inform you when I come in person?"
"No, no, no! You misunderstood. I meant that if you were coming, I would have cleared out these annoying guys in advance!"
Xiao Kang glared at the intern police officer. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get rid of the irrelevant people! Don't spoil the Young Master's mood!"
"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away."
Hao Zhibin was grabbed by a few people, but he broke free easily.
"I want to see my uncle! I won't leave until I see him today!"
Xiao Kang was so angry that his eyes were red. He walked over and was about to kick.
"Are you going to leave or not? Hurry up and leave before the Young Master loses his temper!"
"Hey, wait."
Bo Siming threw the barely - smoked cigarette on the ground and crushed it out.
"How can you be so rude to drive a guest away?" He smiled like a devil dragging souls into hell. "Looking for someone, right? I'll help you."
Not only Hao Zhibin but also Xiao Kang was stunned.
Xiao Kang had been working under Bo Siming for two months, but he still couldn't figure out the character of this smiling tiger. His mind was so deep that it was impossible to analyze from the surface.
"Where is the chief now?"
He looked at Xiao Kang and said slowly.
"In... in his office."
"Humph! I knew you guys were lying to me!"
Hao Zhibin was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and roared out his frustration.
"Coincidentally, I also need to talk to the chief about something. Let's go together."
After Bo Siming said that, he walked up the stairs on his own.
"If it weren't for the Young Master, you wouldn't even be able to get in the door!"
Xiao Kang whispered a fierce warning.