The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 794: 794: Waiting for Arrest

Chapter 794: Chapter 794: Waiting for Arrest

“Little Yezi, well done,” Zhang Ting excitedly patted Ye Shikai’s shoulder, cheering happily.

“Ouch… that hurts.”

“Sorry, I misjudged you just now,” Zhang Ting said apologetically to Ye Shikai.

“It’s not your fault. I hadn’t told anyone about this operation before, so naturally, you wouldn’t know,” Ye Shikai said indifferently.

“How did you think of using this thod?” In the office, Zhang Ting seed to still be fantasizing about tomorrow’s “waiting for the rabbit,” eager to try, and even started checking her service pistol.

“Heh, previously we were always led by the nose by the murderer. He kills, and we only find out afterward, plus he’s cautious and leaves no trace. Even investigating leads is useless,” Ye Shikai poured himself a glass of water and started drinking on his own. “So, I think to change this passive situation, we need to take the initiative, which ans making the demon exorcist show up on his own.”

“So you thought of this thod.”

“Exactly,” Ye Shikai nodded. “Previously, the demon exorcist used public opinion to suppress us, now I’m turning it around, making him lift a rock only to drop it on his own feet. Tomorrow night, if he doesn’t show up, then the next morning he’ll be a laughingstock, but if he does show up, I will definitely capture him.” The most masterful part of Ye Shikai’s plan is that the demon exorcist can not take any action beforehand; doing so would also be against his own “promise,” and by then, the mockery online will be overwhelming.

Ye Shikai’s lips curved slightly upward. He fancies himself a “Saint,” well, let’s have him play “Saint” for once.

“By the way, how did you manage to post under the demon exorcist’s na, don’t tell … you hacked his account.”

“Haha, well, I won’t tell you that,” Ye Shikai feigned mystery and shook his head, which only made Zhang Ting more curious—it was clearly a tease.

“Tell quickly, or I’ll hit you.” Zhang Ting looked stern, grabbing Ye Shikai’s collar with one hand.

“Eh, mostly thanks to Tianjing really, utilizing the resources of the National Security Bureau, hacking the demon exorcist’s posts is quite easy.” Ye Shikai’s eyes rolled, casually explaining. In truth, most of the credit naturally goes to Worm, who as a top-notch hacker, found this task a piece of cake.

Ye Shikai wasn’t wrong in his analysis; for a good two hours, the demon exorcist didn’t post anything new nor did he call Ye Shikai, probably stumped by the predicant in front of him. As far as committing cris goes, the demon exorcist absolutely has the makings of an assassin—efficient and clean, leaving no trace. If not for his unique style, Ye Shikai might really have had no way to handle him.

“No wonder I haven’t seen him today,” Zhang Ting murmured. “Ah well, I’m heading back to the SWAT team now to get them ready; I’m going to lay a trap tomorrow.”

“Hold on a second,” just as Zhang Ting was about to leave, Ye Shikai suddenly stopped her.

“Find Chen Lianfang now, then I have another plan,” said Ye Shikai mysteriously.

“Ring ring.” In the evening, Ye Shikai suddenly received a call and a cunning smile appeared on his lips as he glanced at the caller ID.

“Hello.”

“Mr. Ye, your thods are really ruthless,” a raspy voice ca through the phone, but there was no anger in it, similar to the tone from previous calls. Ye Shikai had expected this—if the demon exorcist could be so easily defeated, he wouldn’t have committed so many cris.

“Haha, compared to your ruthlessness, I am not even one-thousandth,” Ye Shikai mocked.

“It seems I underestimated you, Mr. Ye. Since you are persistently misguided, let God punish you.”

“Drop that neurotic act. Tomorrow night, I will catch you. If you are sensible, surrender now and you might get a lighter sentence,” Ye Shikai continued.

“Mr. Ye, I underestimated you once before and paid for that mistake. Are you going to make the sa error?”

“Haha, I’m not as good at bragging as you are, I know my own weight. But I do want to see how many people will ridicule you online tomorrow night,” Ye Shikai provocatively mocked, intending to purposely infuriate him. After two big provocations in a row, Ye Shikai didn’t believe it would not affect him.

“That’s all for now, the police station’s doors are always open for you,” finally, Ye Shikai taunted him once more.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shikai sighed deeply. The demon exorcist calling him had seemingly beco the “consensus” at the police station. Perhaps, the only flaw in the demon exorcist’s “perfect cris” was not anticipating Ye Shikai’s interference…

But at the sa ti, a trace of unease lingered in Ye Shikai’s mind. Despite clearly knowing the situation was unfavorable, the demon exorcist showed no signs of panic. This ticulous criminal might really have a way to deal with it, and Ye Shikai had to be on guard.

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“Captain Zhang, why are we set up here? This location is too far from Chen Lianfang’s residence; if the murderer appears, we may not be able to intervene in ti.” The following evening, the capture operation officially began. However, confusingly, Ye Shikai had Zhang Ting lead the SWAT team to a position 200 ters away, while only a few police officers guarded Chen Lianfang’s doorstep.

“Everyone stop talking. This is the plan, we just need to execute it,” although Zhang Ting didn’t understand Ye Shikai’s intentions, there was no doubt about his arrangents. After so many incidents, Zhang Ting had vaguely figured out Ye Shikai’s tactic—when everyone thought he was a “fool” or “mad,” and didn’t understand his intentions, in reality, everyone was rely his “chess pieces.” Behind the scenes, he was the chess player, and hence Ye Shikai’s words held a special “charm” for Zhang Ting.

anwhile, a middle-aged woman was cooking at ho, her face full of panic. It was now 6:50 PM, just ten minutes till 7 PM.

“All officers, be alert, only ten minutes to 7 PM. Stay vigilant, we must ensure Chen Lianfang’s safety,” Song Tian said from a command vehicle parked a distance away, filled with various screens—these were from caras installed at Chen Lianfang’s residence and the periter.

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

“Ye, are you confident you can catch him?” Song Tian asked Ye Shikai through a headset.

“Don’t worry, as long as there’s no slip-up in coordination, I’m confident,” Ye Shikai stood on a distant rooftop, holding a military binoculars, carefully observing the surroundings.