Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1169: The Unexpected Poisoner

"You should go back!" Yelu Shou said to the Magician.

"Doesn’t he want to hear the reason I came?" The Magician held a wooden box. "I think Xiao Lin should hear it."

"If it’s for Wang Zhanting, there’s no need."

"Heh heh heh, hahaha!" The Magician suddenly burst into laughter, bending over. Yelu Shou watched him calmly. "Who is Wang Zhanting? What does he have to do with us, the ’Black Crow’? Is that all Xiao Lin is capable of?"

"Alright! If you’re here for Xiao Lin, then enough is enough."

"Tell Xiao Lin one thing, if this is all he’s capable of, we, the ’Black Crow’, won’t acknowledge him." The Magician tossed the wooden box, which landed in Consort Ling’s hands. "The person is at the club."

"The ’Black Crow’ will be destroyed," Lao Jiu said, watching the Magician’s back. Consort Ling also felt a deep pain; the Magician’s words had two interpretations with a hidden, profound topic.

"Lao Jiu! The ’Black Crow’ is Elder Xiao’s loyal follower, isn’t it?" Yelu Shou suddenly turned to Lao Jiu. The ’Dungeon’ is inseparable from the ’Black Crow’.

"You could say that." Lao Jiu nodded. Yelu Shou sighed, looking up at the silhouette in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor. What he could think of, wouldn’t the person up there also think of it?

This is not something we won’t acknowledge! "Consort Ling, is that your thought as well?"

"It was once." Consort Ling turned, holding the wooden box, and entered the small building.

Hua Qingyi braided his long hair, slowing his steps as he brushed past Xiao Yue. As his hand touched the doorknob, he glanced back at Xiao Yue’s figure, feeling a sense of familiarity.

As he pushed the door open, Consort Ling followed him inside. "The Magician brought this." He placed the wooden box on the table.

Xiao Lin looked at the rectangular box, his eyes narrowed, lost in thought. "Aren’t you going to open it and have a look?" Hua Qingyi asked. He felt a sense of guilt towards Xia Xue. If it wasn’t for his appearance, Xiao Lin might not have left his side. This unspoken reprimand only deepened his guilt.

"Put it away!" When did I become so timid? The box didn’t have a strong smell of blood, it was dry inside. Even if the box was opened, there wouldn’t be anything shocking, but there was no courage to open it.

Hua Qingyi nodded to Consort Ling, and the latter put the box away. "The other side didn’t come to make a deal; it seems they don’t want to take back Wang Zhanting."

"No!" Xiao Lin shook his head. "The Magician didn’t represent Shao Weihua; it was the old man."

"He said the person is at the club."

Xiao Lin jumped from his chair. Hua Qingyi squinted slightly, and as Xiao Lin made a second move, a shadow blocked him. "Sit back down."

"Move aside!"

"Are you jumping into a trap knowingly?"

"He can’t do anything to me!"

"You know who I’m talking about." Hua Qingyi pressed his right hand on Xiao Lin’s shoulder, forcing him back to the door. "I won’t move a step from here unless you step over me."

"Guilty? Want to repay?" Xiao Lin sneered, and at this moment Consort Ling also joined Hua Qingyi. Xiao Lin tilted his head to look at him, silent.

"You finally said it!" Hua Qingyi’s heart ached.

"Are you going to stop me too?"

"I’m the one who lost the person; I’ll bring him back." With that, Consort Ling was about to leave, but Xiao Lin grabbed him.

"The ’Black Crow’ has its rules; you know that."

"That’s exactly why I must go."

"I get it!" Xiao Lin turned and sat back on the sofa. Hua Qingyi pulled Consort Ling by the neck back to sit opposite Xiao Lin.

"If you really understand, answer a few of my questions." Hua Qingyi lit a cigarette. "I don’t want to talk to someone who’s irrational." Xiao Lin glanced at Hua Qingyi and then looked away. "Why were you at the club that day? Mr. Su was arranged to trade there by you, wasn’t he?"

"Yes!"

"You notified the police in advance too!"

"Yes! That German was also arranged by me."

"Was Wu Yue’s appearance arranged by you too?"

"No!"

"That’s it then!"

"What?"

"When I infiltrated the club, there was a suspicious person there; I thought he was your person. But now it seems that’s not the case."

"Who?"

"Why is Murong Lengyue here?" Hua Qingyi asked an unrelated question, his long and slender eyes scanned over Xiao Lin. "This vacant position is timely filled."

"Impossible!"