si-mexico Chapter 1674 Mysterious Figure
Chapter 1674 Mysterious Figure
The surveillance footage sent by the housekeeper is working correctly, so...
Fu Yanchen sat on the large sofa in the hospital office, exuding an aura of authority without being angry.
He frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the documents spread out in front of him. This was the investigation report that Lin Nuo had just delivered regarding the hamburger restaurant that Nan Weiwei had ordered.
Lin Nuo stood aside and said, "Sir, all the clues are pointing to this burger joint. Based on the surveillance footage and our communication with the staff, the problem most likely lies here."
Lin Nuo's voice was deep and steady as he reported the investigation in detail, "I questioned the store's employees carefully, and they said that the burger shop owner disappeared after his wife's accident."
"They acted so quickly, in just a few hours." Fu Yanchen was a little incredulous.
"Yes, and according to their description, the boss rarely appears in the store. Even when he does come, he wears a mask and covers himself up completely. No one in the store has ever seen his face."
“They applied online, so they didn’t know what the boss was like. The salary was higher than other branches, so they didn’t care who the boss was. As long as they could get paid, that was fine.”
Fu Yanchen listened quietly, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, the rhythm neither too fast nor too slow, as if striking a chord in one's heart.
When he heard that his boss had disappeared and no one had ever seen his face, his eyes instantly sharpened, like a blade in the cold night, gleaming with a cold light.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping coldly over Lin Nuo. Although he didn't say a word, the powerful sense of oppression made Lin Nuo unconsciously straighten his back. Their boss hadn't looked at him like that in a long time, a gaze full of murderous intent.
Fu Yanchen stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Lin Nuo, and looked out at the bustling yet fraught city scene.
His figure appeared exceptionally tall and lonely under the lamplight, radiating a chilling aura.
After a long silence, he spoke slowly, his voice low and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell: "It seems that the person behind this came prepared, meticulously planning all of this, and hiding their tail so cleanly. The hamburger shop owner is probably just a pawn; the real mastermind is still watching us from the shadows."
At this point, a fierce glint flashed in Fu Yanchen's eyes. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the veins on his arms bulging slightly.
"It's been a long time since anyone dared to provoke me." Fu Yanchen gritted his teeth and said, each word seemingly carrying an icy chill, "Have they taken my sleeping lion for a sick cat because I've been too gentle for too long?"
The image of Xu Xiaoxiao lying pale and weak on the hospital bed involuntarily flashed into his mind, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing him unbearable pain.
Xu Xiaoxiao was the person he cherished most, but now she had suffered such an undeserved disaster. How could he swallow this insult?
Fu Yanchen turned around, his gaze returning to Lin Nuo, the fierceness in his eyes gradually subsiding.
"Lin Nuo, intensify the investigation and leave no stone unturned. I refuse to believe he can hide this flawlessly. I want those who dare to harm Xiaoxiao to know what the consequences will be for messing with me, Fu Yanchen."
Lin Nuo nodded heavily. "Sir, rest assured, I will do my best and never give up until I find out the truth."
After saying that, he turned and strode out of the office, ready to continue the investigation.
Fu Yanchen stood there, watching Lin Nuo's departing figure, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.
The camera pans to the other side.
In a desolate and dilapidated area, an abandoned factory stands alone, like a giant forgotten by time.
The factory walls are mottled and peeling, with large patches of plaster falling off to reveal the dark gray bricks underneath, telling tales of past vicissitudes and desolation.
The surrounding area was overgrown with weeds, spreading wildly and swaying gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, which added to the desolation and silence.
Next to the abandoned factory, a black sedan stood silently, like a lurking wild beast, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.
The car body was jet black and shiny, reflecting a cold light in the dim light, as if it could devour all the light around it.
The car windows were rolled up tightly, and the glass was covered with a dark film, so the people inside could not be seen from the outside. One could only vaguely sense the oppressive and tense atmosphere inside the car.
Just then, a figure slowly approached from a distance. He was completely covered up, wearing a black mask that revealed only his eyes, which showed vigilance and cunning.
He was wearing a black hat with the brim pulled low, almost covering his eyebrows.
He wore a black trench coat, the hem swaying gently with his steps, as if concealing some unspeakable secret.
As the man walked, he kept looking left and right, his eyes filled with vigilance.
His gaze, like a searchlight, swept across every corner, not missing a single subtle movement.
He walked with extreme caution, as if he were stepping on a bomb that could explode at any moment.
His body was slightly leaning forward, maintaining a posture as if he could run away or fight back at any moment; he looked tense.
Finally, he walked up to the black car.
He stopped and looked around warily again. After confirming that there was no danger, he slowly raised his hand and gently knocked on the car window.
The tapping sounded particularly crisp in the quiet environment, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
After knocking on the car window, the man stood there quietly, his body slightly tense, his eyes fixed on the window, waiting for a response from inside the car. A tense yet expectant atmosphere filled the air.
The car window slowly rolled down, making a soft, muffled sound, as if a mysterious door in the darkness was being gently pushed open.
A face gradually emerged, also completely covered by a mask and sunglasses, revealing only tightly pursed lips and a sharply defined chin, making it impossible to discern its true expression and identity.
The man standing outside the car trembled slightly, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He leaned down slightly, bringing his head close to the car window, and said in a low voice with a hint of urgency and anxiety, "Boss, they've spotted me. What do we do now?"
His voice revealed his inner fear and unease.
The man inside the car did not answer immediately. He sat there quietly, motionless, like a cold statue.
Through his sunglasses, his gaze drifted out the car window, looking into the distance, as if he were deep in thought.
The air around seemed to freeze, so oppressive that it made people feel breathless.
The shadows of the abandoned factory swayed gently in the breeze, like a group of ghosts dancing, adding an eerie touch to the tense atmosphere.
After a long silence, the man inside the car finally spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of the earth: "Don't panic, tell me the details first. How did they find you?"
"I thought Fu Yanchen wouldn't care that much about that child... I just... I never expected..."
The man frowned slightly, his eyes behind his sunglasses becoming even sharper.
He pondered for a moment, then said, "The situation is a bit tricky now, you can't stay here any longer. You should leave the capital first, and the money... will be in your account."
The man outside the car hesitated for a moment.