A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1658 - 346: Dark Clouds Breaking the Moon—Will Not Fail (Part 1)

Chapter 1658: Chapter 346: Dark Clouds Breaking the Moon—Will Not Fail (Part 1)

"Sister Yun Ya, do you think what he said is credible? I’m afraid that big sister will get hurt again," Yan Xing said, resting her chin in her hands, troubled.

"Why think so much? Everything will have to wait until big sister wakes up before we talk about it."

"That’s true. If big sister doesn’t wake up, what’s the point of saying any of this?" Yan Xing couldn’t help but sigh.

"I also don’t know how second sister is doing now. I miss her so much. When the holiday comes, I want to visit her. I don’t know if she’s doing well in the monastery, if she has enough to eat, if she’s staying warm."

Yun Ya glanced at her: "She probably doesn’t want you to visit her."

"Ah... Why? I’m her own sister," Yan Xing asked, puzzled.

"She is now Fei Xin, a practitioner without earthly attachments, not Yan Hua of the mortal world, do you understand?"

Yan Xing shook her head in bewilderment: "I don’t understand. I really can’t figure it out. Why did second sister make such an extreme decision to escape reality and become a nun? It’s all because she spent time in the monastery when she was younger, otherwise, how could she make such a choice at such a young age?"

Yun Ya shook her head and smiled.

Maybe from Yan Xing’s perspective it’s incomprehensible, and outsiders like Meng Shujing can’t understand it either. Everyone thinks she’s crazy, foolish... But who knows, when the only light in her world disappeared, from that moment, her life was only darkness.

A heart turned to ash, that’s probably what it feels like. Those who haven’t experienced it will never understand.

"No matter what, I’m going to see second sister and bring her back. Every night, mom hides under the covers crying secretly. I know it’s because she misses second sister. How could second sister be so heartless? I want to ask her why she left us," Yan Xing said stubbornly.

"Even if you go, you won’t be able to see her. It will only add to your sorrow." Yun Ya shook her head with a sigh.

"I don’t care about any of that. I just want my second sister back."

Yan Song did not expect these people to be so rampant.

At the same time, various accidents were happening across the country. The police couldn’t find any clues, so they had to handle them as accidents. However, the seamless coincidences were exactly the biggest suspicion. The timing was perfect, as if calibrated to a stopwatch.

Thirteen accidents.

Thirteen minutes past one in the afternoon.

From the south to the north of the country, some died of sudden heart attacks, some died in car accidents, and some even choked to death on a bite of a pancake. Not a single person died in the same manner.

There were old and young, men and women.

Near the deceased, in the grass, by the flower beds... in the cracks of rocks, a purple flower was found, blooming flamboyantly, like the last display of life.

"Bauhinia Society." Yan Song gritted his teeth.

From then on, Country A activated a level-one terrorism warning, with increased police patrolling everywhere, especially at customs and train stations where the control was strict. Everyone had to go through the most rigorous searches. In crowded places like malls and theaters, police could be seen patrolling from time to time.

Sensitive individuals had already sensed the undercurrents beneath the calm.

"Thirteen...." In Western European countries, it represents misfortune and death.

The scene from that day was still vivid in her mind. The eyes of that young girl, full of resentment and refusing to close in death, reappeared in her dreams every night. Her blood ran backward, her body trembled, her nails dug deep into her palms, and the pain forced her to calm down.

"Miss...." Mingyue looked at her worriedly.

Yun Ya let out a cold laugh, "Do they think I’ll admit defeat because of this? Absolutely not." Her eyes were filled with intense hatred and unwavering determination.

Even if the road ahead is filled with danger, I’ll fight my way through.

Yan Song hadn’t returned for two days. To pull those hidden in the shadows out into the open, he hadn’t closed his eyes for two days and nights.

Yun Ya wasn’t in the mood for dinner. After spending some time looking at papers, she reviewed Yan Jin’s medical case again, drafting a treatment plan. Without realizing it, it was already eleven o’clock.

Yun Ya got up and walked to the window, gazing at the vast night outside, her heart heavy.

"Boss, something’s wrong." Yellow Hair rushed in anxiously.

Yan Song’s expression darkened, a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Dongfang Jian just suddenly died in prison...."

Yan Song took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, "What happened?"

"He died of a cerebral hemorrhage, leaving no traces on the scene, but...." Yellow Hair took out a transparent bag and placed it on the table in front of him, revealing a small, vividly blooming purple flower. To Yan Song, it was so glaring, as if mocking his helplessness.

His hands clenched tightly into fists.

"This was found on the rooftop."

The fact that the opponent could extend their reach into the prison silently and under airtight surveillance with such terrifying infiltration... Every time Yellow Hair thought about it, his heart would tremble.

"Once they’ve come in, they shouldn’t expect to get out."

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang. Yan Song answered it.

"Yes." After hanging up, Yan Song got up, adjusted his collar, took his military hat, and retrieved a top-secret document from the bottom drawer, and then he left.

"Knock knock knock," the sound of knocking on the door echoed rhythmically.

"Enter."

Yan Song pushed the door open and entered, his steps regular, his posture upright, like a sword ready to be drawn, all his sharpness concealed in those dark and serene eyes.

"General." He walked to the desk and saluted with a standard military salute.

His handsome face exuded a ruggedness shaped by chisel and axe.

"Sit," the man behind the desk nodded warmly, gesturing for him to sit.

Yan Song removed his hat, placing it to one side before sitting down, his movements rigid and his eyes expressionless.

"You’ve had it rough lately."

"This is what I’m supposed to do, it’s not rough at all."

The man smiled faintly, "I’m aware of the situation. It’s not easy for you, don’t put so much pressure on yourself."

Yan Song pushed the document in his hand toward him.

The General raised his eyebrows: "What’s this?"

Yan Song said nothing, the General glanced at him, took it and opened it, his frown deepening as he read.

"These people are all spies hidden by the enemy within the Empire, waiting for an opportunity to deal us a fatal blow. I’m requesting immediate arrest of these individuals to uncover the people behind them."

The General looked at him deeply: "Where did you get this list?"

"It’s confidential, but I can tell you, the authenticity of this list is unquestionable, we can’t delay any longer, or more innocent people will suffer."

"Do you know how many people are implicated at the top of this list? Do you think a simple ’it’s confidential’ will make me agree? Have you lost your mind or have I? Who will take responsibility if something goes wrong?" The General looked at him coldly: "Give me a reason to convince me."

"I could give you a heap of grand speeches, but they serve no purpose. I’m doing this for myself, for the ones I love, is that reason enough?"

"You boy...." The General stood up and paced the room, suddenly grabbed his hair, "I need to report this to the higher-ups...."

"There isn’t time." Yan Song said in a deep voice.

"Do you want to get me killed?" The General saw the determination in Yan Song’s eyes, suddenly waved his hand: "Fine, fine, I’ll trust you this once. At worst, your father will cover the fallout; Yan Nanmo, the old fox, needs to learn a lesson."

"I won’t fail." Yan Song said resolutely.

The General sighed, took out a document and handed it to him: "This is a top-secret military unit. It’s under your command now. From today, you are their highest commanding officer. Before the operation, go meet their officer. I believe you’ll be pleasantly surprised."

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