"Then in that kind of place, Bai Fei couldn’t stir up any trouble."
Bao Gucheng’s eyes were filled with a faint warmth.
Thinking about how Zuzi actually let Bai Fei drive her to the ancient tombs on the outskirts of the Imperial City, he was probably going to scare Bai Fei out of his wits, and for a mont, he couldn’t help but feel a bit amused.
Beside him, Chen Long couldn’t help but grin, "Miss Xi really is one of a kind, her thoughts run wild. How did she co up with the idea of an outing to a tomb? Mr. Bai is really asking for trouble this ti."
If it were so suburban resort hotel or hot spring inn, it would’ve been troubleso. Mr. Bo probably wouldn’t have been able to focus on handling things here now.
Luckily, it was a tomb, yes, a tomb!
Chen Long was reassured as he continued the detailed report on Secretary Zhao’s suicide: "Mr. Bo, that guy died so decisively, seems he was harboring guilt and was prepared. Although I sent soone to search his house imdiately, it’s unlikely we’ll find any clues. But we might find sothing in his transaction accounts. I’ll need you to grant so special permissions..."
Before he could finish speaking, he noticed Bao Gucheng, who was listening to the report, had his gaze turned coldly to the other side of the corridor.
"Why is that thing here?" Bao Gucheng’s voice, which had been warm just a few minutes ago, turned cold again.
"Huh? What thing?" Chen Long turned his head and awkwardly tugged at his lips, "Ah, you an him, Sir..."
They looked over to see Nangong Mo, escorted by a group of bodyguards, making quite an entrance as he walked from the other end of the corridor.
Ever since the incident at the Imperial University’s military training ground where Nangong Mo reportedly stared at Zuzi’s lineup for half a day, his na had been replaced by "that thing" in Bao Gucheng’s ears.
Thinking about Nangong Mo’s spine X-ray resembling that of a prehistoric animal, Chen Long couldn’t help but admire his master’s genius for giving a rival such a fitting nickna.
That thing, tsk tsk!
Chen Long lowered his voice, "Mr. Bo, he’s probably here for a hospital check-up. With strange growths on his bones, he’s almost a beast, terminally ill. Of course, he’d be nervous. He’ll likely make frequent visits to the hospital from now on, so there’s no need to worry about him pestering Miss Xi again."
Bao Gucheng said nothing, coldly taking a step forward, "Permissions granted. Hurry and investigate the clues."
"Yes!"
The two groups t in the middle of the corridor, a narrow passage.
The two leading n had an aura that was out of the ordinary.
Clearly, neither was willing to yield to the other.
Their gazes t, silent flas and hostility clashed in mid-air, creating fissures.
Chen Long’s heart pounded, thinking, Mr. Bo against Nangong Mo one-on-one should be no problem.
But if he had to go one against ten, dealing with Nangong Mo’s group of bodyguards would be tricky... Ahem, in hindsight, he shouldn’t have pitied his subordinates pulling night shifts and let them go ho for a break. Especially Yin Hu, that fool, taking a break for no reason, can’t be relied on in critical monts!
As Chen Long was gnashing his teeth in regret.
The glass door of the dical imaging room beside them opened from the inside, and a doctor was about to step out. Seeing the confrontation at the door, he was startled and stamred, "Everyone, uh, what’s this..."
The two infamous figures in the Imperial City, were they really going to fight in the hospital?
The tense atmosphere cracked a little with the sound of the door opening.
Nangong Mo was the first to smirk, "I’m here for a check-up, not sure what Mr. Bo is doing at the hospital?"
Bao Gucheng replied coldly, "You’re sick. I’m not."
Everyone: "..."
Turns out even n of high status can be so childish in argunts, playing with words, insinuating and sarcastic?!
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