Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 519 - 334: The Key Man—Comrade Qi Yun

"What? Someone’s dead!?"

On the way home, Qi Yun received a call from An Zai. The news coming through the receiver left his face full of shock.

"How did they die!?"

"Brother Wei, turn around and go back!"

Before long, Qi Yun was hurrying back to the hospital, where he saw Ge Dabao questioning a young nurse in the corridor.

"What did you inject him with just now?"

The young nurse was already terrified, clutching the hem of her shirt with trembling hands, "It... it was the anti-inflammatory liquid prescribed by Doctor Kang, called... cefoperazone sodium... He said the patient’s wound was bleeding, so I... I just did as he said..."

As she spoke, she shrank back to the corner, tears streaming down her cheeks, "I... I really didn’t know there was a problem with the injection! Doctor Kang..."

Ge Dabao’s eyebrows furrowed together. Seeing that he couldn’t get more information, he signaled the police officer beside him to take her away.

"Send those bottles of anti-inflammatory liquid for testing immediately!"

"And go bring Doctor Kang back!"

"Yes!" The officer beside him quickly received the order and hurried off one by one.

Qi Yun walked up and asked in a low voice, "How is Brother Biao?"

Ge Dabao turned, glancing in the direction of Brother Biao’s ward, "He’s fine. We were just interrogating him, and the nurse didn’t have time to get him on the IV."

Relieved by these words, Qi Yun recognized this was clearly an attempt to silence them, but luckily the most critical person was not dead.

"This was a oversight... It’s my responsibility." Ge Dabao sighed.

Qi Yun thought for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder, "Now’s not the time to talk about responsibility."

"Although the suspect is dead now, this might be an opportunity for us. I don’t believe he can keep his mouth shut."

Ge Dabao paused, instantly grasping the meaning behind Qi Yun’s words.

Minutes later, they returned to Brother Biao’s hospital room. Although Brother Biao didn’t know exactly what was happening outside, he had heard some commotion, and an ominous feeling had settled in his heart; he just didn’t want to believe it.

"Your two brothers are dead, someone poisoned their IV bottles."

"If we hadn’t been interrogating you just now, do I even need to say what kind of outcome you would’ve faced?" Ge Dabao didn’t mince words, stating the truth directly. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Upon hearing this, Brother Biao’s eyebrows furrowed tightly. It went without saying that he knew who wanted them dead.

But despite knowing, Brother Biao still had no intention of cooperating. To him, the three of them were already on a dead end path, whether they died in execution or were killed by those sent by his own people. There wasn’t much difference.

However, there was a slight fear creeping into his heart, he couldn’t understand why Old He still didn’t trust him.

Seeing the other party remain silent, Ge Dabao continued, "In this situation, can you still trust him?"

"Even if you don’t think for yourself, you should consider your son, who is now constantly in danger!"

"As long as you cooperate, we will do our utmost to bring your son back safely..."

Unfortunately, no matter how Ge Dabao tried to persuade, Brother Biao remained unresponsive.

At this moment, Qi Yun, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.

"What do you think Old He would think if he found out you were still alive?"

With these words, Brother Biao turned sharply, his eyes fixed on Qi Yun, looking as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Qi Yun shrugged indifferently, "You don’t have to look at me like that. You can put yourself in his shoes, what would you do if you were him?"

Brother Biao’s chest heaved violently, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes that even he hadn’t noticed.

He opened his mouth to retort but swallowed his words.

Qi Yun’s words were like a needle, bursting the bubble of self-deception he had been in.

If he were Old He, knowing Liu Zi and Old Cat were dead while he was still alive, what would he think?

Qi Yun, observing his reaction, continued, "Guo An’s people are already looking for your son and will ensure his safe return."

"However, you know what kind of person Old He is and how much power he holds; if he remains free, do you think your son can ever live in peace?"

Brother Biao swallowed, clenching his handcuffed fists so tightly it affected his breathing. "Save... save my son!"

As the words fell, Qi Yun and Ge Dabao exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

If the guy had kept silent, they wouldn’t have been able to do much with him in the short term.

"Don’t worry, we will surely bring your son back safely. Now, let’s get your story straightened out." With that, Ge Dabao called someone to take a statement, while he and Qi Yun left the room together.

They proceeded to the emergency exit, where Ge Dabao took out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to Qi Yun before lighting one himself; with a deep inhale, the tense atmosphere from earlier finally dissipated a bit.

Qi Yun held a cigarette between his fingers, sitting on the stairs, "Will you find his son?"

Ge Dabao sat down on the stairs beside him, flicking the ash of his cigarette, "Don’t worry, whether it’s a living person or even just a mosquito, they’ll manage to find him."

Qi Yun nodded, having no doubt about that claim, given the machinery of Country.

"With Li Biao’s confession, can we move against Old He?"

"This matter can’t be rushed," Ge Dabao said with a bit of helplessness, "You know his position; unless it involves certain sensitive issues, it’s not something we can handle."

"But the investigation team is here for this matter. The Commissioner wants us to quietly secure the evidence and then hand it over to the investigation team."

"Understood." Qi Yun exhaled a long plume of smoke, pondering for a while, "If we release a rumor that Li Biao and the others are all dead, won’t it make the other side relax their vigilance more?"

Ge Dabao’s eyes lit up, "You really are a crafty one, that’s a good suggestion!" Saying this, he extinguished his cigarette and stood up, "I’ll make the arrangements now to prevent any information leaks!"

...

At eight-thirty in the morning, just after finishing his morning run, Old He received a call from Li Tongwei.

"Boss, it’s done."

Old He wiped sweat with a towel, asking casually, "Confirmed?"

"Yes, confirmed."

"Good, I understand, wait for the result then."

Old He hung up and breathed a long sigh of relief, suddenly feeling hungry and told the housekeeper to prepare more breakfast.

Although neither of them explicitly mentioned what was resolved, they both understood the implication of the dialogue.

At ten to nine, Old He cheerfully arrived at the office. As soon as he sat down, his secretary knocked on the door and came in to report.

"Sir, he came to see you personally just now."

"Did something happen?" A hint of seriousness flashed in Old He’s eyes; if it weren’t important, the person wouldn’t need to come personally.

The secretary shook his head, "No, he asked you to stop by his office."

Old He said no more, making his way upstairs.

A few minutes later, he met the elder in the office.

"The secretary mentioned you came to see me personally earlier, is there an urgent matter?"

The elder set down his thermos cup, gesturing for Old He to take a look at a document.

Old He took the document and sat on the sofa next to him. After reading just a few lines, shock was clear in his eyes.

"Qi Yun!?"

The elder nodded, "That’s right, this came from a friend of mine just now."

"The Oil Country’s photovoltaic project procurement has been confirmed, a total of ten billion USD! That’s not a small order."

As he said this, his eyes shifted to Old He, continuing with a hint of deeper meaning, "If I remember correctly, Qi Yun works in our J Province, right?"

"With him overseeing the photovoltaic project affairs, it’s an advantage for our J Province. I think you should get in touch with him, to ensure the photovoltaic project lands in J Province!"

Old He didn’t quite catch the latter part of his words, maintaining composure outwardly, but internally, a storm was brewing.

He couldn’t comprehend why someone so minor could suddenly become a key figure, even reaching a point where he himself had to make arrangements...

Moreover, he couldn’t refuse because it was indeed part of his duties...