Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1194 Gone Without a Trace

Shao Qinyi felt he was being played, so after hanging up on Murong Lengyue, he rushed to Shao Weihua’s club immediately. However, midway there, a car almost collided with his, which eased some of his anger. He pulled over to the side and lit a cigarette.

The place where Shao Qinyi stopped was very close to Shao Weihua’s club, on the same street. Just a few more steps forward would be the main entrance to the club. Sitting in the car, he could see guests coming and going, though at this hour, more were leaving than entering. In the country, midnight is considered a peak hour for nightlife, while here, nightlife is concentrated in one area, and only a few small bars are scattered on certain streets, not open all night but serving those returning from night shifts.

Shao Weihua and Robert’s club wasn’t in the bustling downtown area; it was located a bit further back, yet not deserted either. Perhaps because Casab had paid special attention to this club, managing it with care, there were still guests driving over to spend money even though it was far from the hustle and bustle. Shao Qinyi wouldn’t bother with specifics—whatever’s supposed to be there is there, and what isn’t, Shao Weihua makes sure there is. Basically, the worse the better, since it’s not like back home, where things are much more open here.

Don’t people just crave those few things? It’s all about what you do and how you use your power. Quan Xianglin gave Shao Weihua significant power, but in his hands, even not screwing things up is considered quite good.

It was then someone knocked on the car door a few times. Shao Qinyi glanced at the person, motioning for him to come in.

"The police have pulled out of Sin City, leaving only a few to guard. However, seven people have died in Sin City. Also, we just received news that someone witnessed Murong Lengyue secretly shooting a man at the night market. The witness isn’t at the police station but has been taken by Rochester."

"Witness? Why would Rochester hide this person?" Shao Qinyi muttered to himself. At that moment, a few people rushed out of the club, drawing his attention. Soon, Shao Weihua also came running out, wiping sweat from his forehead and seeming to be questioning something.

"Is this how Shao Weihua handles things?" Watching the man kick another’s knee and smash something unknown onto the other’s head.

"No... Actually, Mr. Shao isn’t usually like this."

"Tell the truth!" Shao Weihua squinted his eyes, looking at his arrogant appearance, his expression became unusually indifferent.

"This is routine now. When things get serious, we just feed people to the sea. The territories we control are forcibly seized, those working are not willing, and most are Casab’s men. The disobedient have basically all been killed."

"Nicholas hasn’t shown any reaction? Robert treating Casab’s men like this?"

"No, he even promoted him. Now they’ve started consuming Lian Lucchesi’s territory. Those unwilling to join us are killed." The man seemed to have remembered something. "Oh, and Nicholas left Joseph’s No. 13 half an hour ago, heading towards Black Street. At the same time, Angel Adam Gadmon also left Joseph’s No. 13, with the two of them heading to Black Street one after the other."

"Got it, wait here for me." Shao Weihua opened the car door and walked towards Shao Weihua, grabbing his arm and dragging him into the club. "What are you doing?"

"Why are you here again?" Shao Weihua initially wanted to throw a fit, but seeing it was Shao Qinyi, he twisted his arm, breaking free. "I don’t have time for your nonsense now." He said and tried to leave.

"Weren’t you supposed to send Xia Xue back?"

"Didn’t you already know Robert took the girl last time? I can’t find her, so there’s nothing I can do. Move, I have important business."

"You’re just stalling me!" Shao Qinyi stepped in front of him. "Where are you rushing off to? You know where Robert is, don’t you?"

"I wish I did! Dammit, I’m looking for Robert too!" Shao Weihua shouted.

"What’s going on?" Sensing Shao Weihua’s anxiety, Shao Qinyi blocked his path again. "You’d better tell me the truth now."

"Follow me." Unable to resist Shao Qinyi, Shao Weihua grabbed him and headed for the basement. "That batch of goods is gone."

"What?" Shao Qinyi followed Shao Weihua to a room in the basement. The door lock was intact, but the contents were missing.

"I always kept the goods here. Other hideouts had fake stuff, so even if found, it didn’t matter." Shao Weihua looked like a deflated balloon, grabbing his hair and squatting down. "What to do now? Losing people was one thing, but not the goods. It must be Xiao Lin, definitely him."

"Calm down." Shao Qinyi kicked Shao Weihua to the ground. "Look at you now, it’s pathetic."

"Qinyi, help me, you have to save me this time. I don’t want to die." Shao Weihua clung to Shao Qinyi’s leg, crying out.

"Be honest with me, were you involved or not?"

"What?"

"Xia Xue, did you have a part in her abduction?"

"No, absolutely not! Robert was the one with crooked ideas. I said to consider it, but he acted on his own, not my doing."

"Alright! I’ll handle this. Don’t make any noise about the missing goods, act as if nothing happened, understand?"

"Do you really have a way to retrieve the goods?"

"You don’t need to worry. Call back all the people you sent out."

Shao Qinyi pulled his leg from Shao Weihua’s arms and strode out of the club. "Where is Xiao Lin now?"

"Located on the outskirts of Palermo, near J City."

"Send out a team immediately to find and retrieve the goods, without making a sound, or face death."

"Yes, sir, understood."

"Ah! While I’m gone, keep an eye on Shao Weihua, don’t let him step out of the club. If necessary, employ harsh measures, just don’t cripple or kill him."

"Sir, this is difficult for me."

"Don’t worry about whether he’s my brother, I don’t have such a brother."

The man gathered his courage to glance at Shao Qinyi beside him; this man was far more terrifying than Shao Weihua because you never knew what he was thinking. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)