You Owe Me, My Love novel Chapter 162

When she arrived at the research institute, Bai Rong was still deep in thought.

If it was true that she was the only woman Gu Mingchen had, how could Su Wanning have contracted gynecological diseases as well as syphilis?

Did she really have other men in her life?

“Miss, we have arrived.” The driver’s thundering voice rang out.

It snapped Bai Rong out of her trance.

She paid her fare and climbed out of the car.

What was she thinking?

Even if Su Wanning was really cheating on Gu Mingchen, it had nothing to do with her.

That said, things sure changed more than she could have ever anticipated in a mere three years.

Mu Xiaosheng was on a rampage when Bai Rong stepped into the research institute.

“How the hell did the lot of you graduate? You love boasting when there’s nothing to do; but when push comes to shove, suddenly you’re all mute.”

“Isn’t there some industry genius who just joined us? Only she has the chance of getting this done.” Someone piped up bravely.

“What’s the point of keeping you here if we push all the work to her? All of you might as well pack your shit and leave now.” Mu Xiaosheng roared back, even more incensed now.

Bai Rong rapped on the meeting room door.

Mu Xiaosheng swiveled to look at her, a monstrous scowl that practically disfigured him plastered on his face.

Bai Rong smiled. “I’ll do it.”

Mu Xiaosheng clung to his last hope. “You’re the only one I can count on in times like these. Come with me to my office.”

In his office, Mu Xiaosheng tossed a few photos to Bai Rong.

She saw one miniature European style castle. It was made with a type of limestone that was no longer in use and its walls were overgrown with ivies. It was ancient and appeared to have been abandoned for some time, which gave it a creepy vibe.

The other photo showed a dead man in the middle of the room. He was lying in a fetal position and his fists were clenched tightly with a tortured expression marring his face.

“The man is Xiong Jinping, the brother of Xiong Daini and was the mayor of Pingyan City before his death, which happened in this castle. It was a locked room murder and his body had no external traces of foul play. It was only during the autopsy that they found out his brain had excessive internal bleeding, leading to his death. Besides, no poison was found in his system and he was not known to be taking any drugs either.” Mu Xiaosheng slowly explained.

The last photo showed another dead man in a room. his hands closed over his own neck, eyes bloodshot. His death was just as gruesome.

“This is Xiong Zhiqing, a lieutenant and military instructor at the Special Forces military base. As you can see, his death was just as horrific as the previous one. Both deaths occurred yesterday and the bosses are putting some serious pressure for this to be resolved within the week. We had no choice but to take the case.” Mu Xiaosheng sighed in exasperation.

Bai Rong nodded in understanding. “Great power comes with great responsibility. The more reputable we become, the more important image becomes as well, which inevitably brings pressure along with it. This research institute is one of the tops in the nation after all, so it should be expected.”

“Stop rubbing salt into my wound. I’ll leave this to you. Whatever expenses you require will be provided, so feel free to stay in the presidential suite, and an additional one thousand will be topped up for your efforts. Money is no issue as long as you can crack the case.” Mu Xiaosheng firmly declared.

“Do I head over now with the police?” Bai Rong asked, jumping into work mode.

“The police are placing this at the top of their priority list and have paid good money to hire an expert to assist with the case. His name is Leng Qiuzun, nicknamed the Lord, and he will be bringing an assistant with him. Furthermore, the police will be assigning two officers to the team, making it a total of five people. The Lord will take lead on this.”

“His fame precedes him. I heard that he is basically a hermit and barely comes out for anything other than cases. This will be a good chance for me to get a glimpse at this so-called legend.” Bai Rong joked.

“Perhaps you might be the lady whom he’s seeking? Your reputation is comparable to his.” Mu Xiaosheng retorted, jabbing her.

She silently turned and left to pack, before making her way to the police station.

She did not tell Gu Mingchen that she was about to embark on a business trip.

Anyway, she was not obligated to report every detail of her life to him.

However, she did inform Liu Yan, “Babe, I need to leave for a business trip and won’t be able to meet up for a while.”

“Wow, your job sure is intense. You’ve only just returned and you’re already jetting off again. That Mu Xiaosheng sure is mean.” Liu Yan whined.

“That’s the job. I’ll call you when I get back.” Bai Rong said comfortingly.

“Fine. By the way, something happened at the military base last night. An officer was murdered at the same time as another officer was found dead in Pingyan City. The craziest thing was that the latter was not even on leave, meaning that he went against military rules and left without permission. The chief was furious. This never happens in the Special Forces military base after all. It could be a sign that the security system has been compromised and there might even be a mole. Such a serious problem had to crop up right when the Chief is running for commander-in-chief. For now, the information is supposed to remain classified. I’ve got to lay low for a while. Got to go, talk to you soon.” Liu Yan hurriedly hung up the call.

Bai Rong slipped her phone back into her pocket and sat back, as she recalled Gu Mingchen’s troubled expression when he left the restaurant last night.

Could Xiong Zhiqing’s death have something to do with that dead officer?

If she could get to the bottom of the matter, it should be of big help to Gu Mingchen.

She packed up her luggage and headed for the police station.

Leng Qiuzun was already waiting in the car.

She was the latest of the group to arrive.

On the bus, she finally saw the legendary Leng Qiuzun.

He seemed to be around thirty-five years old and was wearing a black windbreaker. He was tall and skinny and had a hat perched atop his head. His sharp jaw and single eyelids made him look even more intimidating, reinforced by that piercing gaze of his that could turn any self-respecting girl’s legs to jelly.

Bai Rong was at a loss as to how to approach him, so she decided to spare the greetings and chose a seat instead.

“Bai Rong.” Leng Qiuzun called out, his voice unusually deep and clear.

She immediately turned to him and flashed a smile. “Mr. Leng was leaving the airport in a hurry and accidentally bumped into a young girl drinking milk tea. Her mother was outraged and branded you the weird one, even threatening to call the police on you so you brought them along to the police station with you out of anger.”

Leng Qiuzun was silent and only looked fixedly at Bai Rong, his dark pupils reflecting her shiny ones.

Leng Qiuzun’s assistant could not stand it and burst out, “how did you know all that?”

“When I was storing my luggage, I saw Mr. Leng’s luggage tag which states that his arrival time at A City was 11 a.m.. But it is only 12.30 p.m. now. It takes one hour to arrive here, indicating your rush. Also, he failed to clean off some of the milk tea from his clothes. From the position of the stain, I estimate that it should have been caused by a little girl. When I arrived, I saw a middle-aged woman complaining as she led her daughter out, talking about some pervert. I also caught Mr. Leng’s irritation in his eyes when I boarded.” Bai Rong explained concisely.

“Are you trying to show off?” Leng Qiuzun unceremoniously rebutted.

His comment had no effect on Bai Rong, who continued, “When you called my name, there was uncertainty in your voice. So I figured that you were trying to feel me out to see what I can do. I was only trying to fulfill that wish.”

Leng Qiuzun did not say anything else.

Bai Rong’s phone rang.

It was a text from Gu Mingchen.

His short message read, GXXX, come to Carriage 12. I’m here.

Bai Rong was speechless.