Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 288: I Want to Invite You to Dinner—A Bloody One

On the bed, there lay a severed finger, the blood bright red, even staining the bone with its hue.

It appeared to be freshly cut.

Li Wen covered his mouth, feeling the urge to vomit as he looked at the scene before him, both nauseating and reverse-inducing, rushing out of the ward for a bout of dry heaving.

The strong sll of blood couldn’t be masked even with hands over the mouth and nose, continuously invading the nasal cavity.

Tang Si emitted a cold aura all over, took out gloves from his pocket, put them on, and walked over.

The man stood by the bed, slightly bent over, picking up the severed finger.

His peach blossom eyes were pitch black, like an abyss with no end in sight.

Li Wen turned back, looking at the finger in Tang Si’s hand, trembling all over.

As soone who has seen great waves of adversity in the business world.

Seeing such a severed finger here was a first in his life, and he truly felt cowardly.

Wait, this finger—

"This..." Li Wen’s pupils contracted, his heart tightening further, almost to the point of crying: "Doesn’t this finger look like President Song’s...?"

Tang Si pursed his thin lips tightly; he didn’t answer Li Wen.

But he knew well that it indeed looked like Song Yi’s finger.

However, this finger is fake, not real, just like last ti, the finger sent to the police station.

The blood on it should still be cat blood.

Tang Si still rembered a sentence on the paper in it.

─"Tang Si, guess whose finger this is? I’m waiting for you to find ; I want to have a al with you, a bloody kind of al."

This was a declaration of war against him.

"This is not Song Yi’s finger." Tang Si put the finger into an evidence bag: "It’s a fake finger."

"Fake?" Li Wen was sowhat incredulous: "But the sll of blood here..."

"It’s not human blood." Tang Si’s thin lips were tightly pursed: "Don’t talk about this outside, the criminal investigation team will co to clean up here."

.....

Tang Si forced himself to stay calm, his mind must be clear, with correct cognition and judgnt.

He accessed hospital surveillance, but found that they’d been tampered with, no visibility.

The hospital’s surveillance had been hacked.

Tang Si’s eyes sank heavily.

He attempted to restore the surveillance, Zhou Liang received the news and rushed over to the hospital, while Ningxia Chuan was still investigating the scene in the ward.

Watching the computer screen display failure in recovery attempts again and again, Zhou Liang gritted his teeth: "What the hell is going on? Have we t with an opponent?"

Tang Si sat in the chair, the laptop placed on the table, staring at the screen, his gaze was as black and cold as ever, lips moved slightly: "At least two hackers are opposing ."

"Two?" Zhou Liang was sowhat surprised: "Looks like there’s a gang behind this."

"Should I inform the IT departnt to call in the experts, see if they can crack it?"

Tang Si shook his head: "Can’t be cracked."

"This is almost a deadlock, even if it can be cracked, it’ll be because the opponent is careless."

Tang Si put down the laptop, leaned against the chair, rubbing his temples, he looked exhausted.

From Zhou Liang’s angle, Tang Si’s profile was filled with resigned dismay, though his eyes remained clear and jet-black, as if regardless of the depths he found himself in, he’d never abandon the slightest chance of grasping a glimr of light.

No matter how desperate he might be, he’d cling to even a spider silk strand.

"Boss... so what do we do next?"

The hospital’s surveillance room had its windows open.

The wind blew through, directly filling the room, causing Zhou Liang to shiver, feeling a chill down the spine.

He tightened his clothes, sniffed, instinctively glancing at Tang Si.

Tang Si seed entirely impervious to the cold, sitting unmoving.

"Boss?" Zhou Liang called out tentatively.

The man turned his side gaze towards him, eyes glimring with fine cold light, the expression wild yet impatient: "Can you shut up?"

Zhou Liang: "..."

Fine, shutting up isn’t a problem?

Next mont, the man’s fingers flew over the laptop keyboard.

Tang Si wasn’t a hacker, but he was close enough; his computer skills were refined but he’d never bother vying for a seat in the hacking world.

Zhou Liang didn’t know to what extent Tang Si’s computer proficiency and sophisticated skills had reached.

In any case, infiltrating websites, breaking into major companies or bank firewalls was quite effortless.

Unsure of how much ti had passed.

He retrieved Song Yi’s call records.

The last call ca from Song Nuan.

Tang Si tried tracking Song Nuan’s phone, showing, location successful.

...

Tang Si took a team to find Song Nuan.

Next morning.

Ningxia Chuan conducted a second scene investigation in the ward, Zhou Liang accompanied him.

The two ca out of the ward, one following the other, dressed in casual clothes.

In dayti, the hospital was crowded.

"You’re saying, the traces at the scene aren’t a real struggle, but fabricated?" Zhou Liang rubbed his chin, analyzing: "Then it proves Song Yi took his sister Song Nuan’s call and left himself, then soone forged the scene of Song Yi’s kidnapping to... threaten us?"

"But what’s the point of this threat? Why would they do it?"

Ningxia Chuan subtly straightened his cuffs, his tone indifferent: "Song Yi hasn’t been found yet, neither has Song Nuan."

He glanced at Zhou Liang, his brows were calm: "This indeed brings us a threat, besides, there’s still no clue in Chang Yue’s case."

As they walked, they reached the elevator.

"Ding—" The elevator doors opened.

Ningxia Chuan walked ahead, Zhou Liang followed, entering the crowded elevator.

Zhou Liang entered from the back, accidentally nagged at the hand by a woman’s studded bag, then nudged by soone else.

Inwardly, he wanted to curse.

Suddenly, a hand gripped his shoulder, pulling him to a quieter spot.

He looked up, slightly stunned by Ningxia Chuan’s action.

Ningxia Chuan released Zhou Liang’s shoulder, his tone light: "It’s less crowded here."

"Are you an idiot? Can’t you dodge?" Ningxia Chuan: "How did you pass the criminal investigation academy?"

"..." Zhou Liang’s feeling of gratitude fizzled out instantly.

Just this, just this, just this?!

Pulled him in just to give him a sarcastic piece of advice?

"Ding—" The elevator chid again.

"Excuse , I need to get off here." The middle-aged woman held up soy milk and fried dough sticks, lifting them high.

Just as Zhou Liang aid to retort at Ningxia Chuan, the woman’s large bottom bumped into him from behind, directly pushing Zhou Liang hard against Ningxia Chuan’s chest─