Special Forces Medic-Chapter 806 - 679: A Bold Guess

"Kid, be careful with your words today. If these sharp journalists overhear you, you'll be on tomorrow's front page," Xu Ming stomped on Shi Shuai's toe, prompting him to close his mouth in pain. "Among these people, some have come from other districts. Haven't you noticed that those who are speaking are from outside the district? The small newspapers from the northern district are silent, not daring to speak up, and even those who do are asking targeted questions. From my experience, Ji Weihua has already reached a consensus with a few reporters backstage. However, he didn't anticipate that there would be others who won't cooperate. This time, I think Yao Zheng and his team are in for a loss."

"Director Ji, please comment on the Beigong arson case. Was it intentional or an accident?"

"The incident at Beigong was caused by improper use of gas by employees, leading to a leakage."

"I have a piece of data here. Beigong was already ordered to cease operations due to a suspected homicide before the fire occurred. Director Ji, in an environment with no ongoing business operations, how could there be improper use?"

"This..." Ji Weihua was momentarily stumped by the question, his sharp gaze sweeping towards the female reporter who first spoke up. "May I ask which newspaper you are with?"

"Enough, today's press conference is over. I believe everyone must be tired; please have a brief rest in the lounge," Yao Zheng's female secretary timely announced that the hour had passed, dissipating the emerging tension and preventing the situation from becoming awkward. Collaborating staff maintained order as Yao Zheng discreetly retreated to the sidelines.

"Go check the backgrounds of those individuals," as soon as he stepped off stage, Yao Zheng immediately instructed. "Make sure to intercept their information as soon as possible."

"District Chief Yao, I suspect this was premeditated by someone," Ji Weihua followed Yao Zheng to his new office, long abandoned, now relocated far from Hengfei Mansion to a central location, minimizing any risk of external attack.

"Are you suggesting someone deliberately sought this opportunity to embarrass us?" Yao Zheng had considered this possibility from the stage, but all invited reporters had previously undergone identity checks, and impromptu replacements couldn't access the venue.

"Was District Chief Yao, by instructing to investigate their identities, speculating they might be impersonators?" Ji Weihua refilled Yao Zheng's water cup; with Secretary Li absent, these tasks had fallen to him.

The door was locked by Yao Zheng, alone facing a space one-third smaller than his former office, he frowned. "Not suspecting their identities; investigate their newspapers and media organizations."

"I have a bold guess; could this be the doing of Hua Qingyi and his team?" Ji Weihua sat on the sofa. "Before this, Hua Qingyi's bodyguard analyzed that it was him who knew about our statements at this press conference, so..."

"Weihua, let's not provoke that bodyguard for now. I've already confirmed his identity with Wang Zhantian."

"District Chief Yao!"

"His background is far more notable than you might think," Yao Zheng caressed his forehead, leaning painfully against the chair back. The press conference hadn't met his expectations, and the troublemakers were likely aware. He hadn't discovered the true objective of those reporters' inquiries, what exactly did that person intend?

"Understood, I will monitor those newspapers, ensure no negative reports come out."

"That's best; you may leave now. I wish to rest; inform my secretary, cancel all afternoon appointments," Yao Zheng dismissively waved at Ji Weihua.

"District Chief Yao, are you alright? Would you like me to call a doctor?"

"No need; go about your business. We must get the information about the whereabouts of those goods from Yan Juanjuan." Four Lord's week-long deadline had passed several days ago, and Yao Zheng hadn't received any so-called punishment. Perhaps the woman was merely trying to intimidate him, since their relationship was ultimately mutually beneficial. Without Yan Juanjuan, it wouldn't cause significant loss to Yao Zheng; the key developers were still in place, and that was sufficient, though failing to secure the investors this time made him somewhat frustrated.

Entering the lounge, he slowly removed his clothing. He needed a shower and then a sleep. The phone on the table persistently vibrated as he irritably headed to the bathroom.

Soaking in warm water, relaxed shoulders helped the man drift into dreams. A faint sound caused his closed eyes to move. Sensitive, he sat up from the water, wrapped a towel around himself, and walked out of the bathroom.

How long had he slept? The sun was already setting outside the window, and the once-empty room now carried a delicate scent. The unique fragrance wrapped around Yao Zheng layer by layer, rendering him immobile as if bound, the scent unforgettable, akin to its unforgettable owner.

On the bed laid out with black satin, lounged a person, a woman, a snow-white woman. Her rosy lips were the only color on her body, thick black hair had somehow faded to the same fair hue as her skin, and her graceful figure remained an intoxicating poison to men.

Yao Zheng gazed stupidly at the woman, his complex emotions causing his quivering lips to breathe deeply. She was Four Lord, the Four Lord who made the underworld tremble, the Four Lord known as a pharmaceutical genius, the Four Lord purer than an angel.

"Four Lord!" Yao Zheng inhaled deeply. "Why would you come personally?"

"I came to retrieve my things!" Beneath an angelic appearance lay a deep voice. "Yao Zheng, I've given you ample time."

"I've been working hard to find them; that woman is too tight-lipped, I..." Yao Zheng hadn't finished speaking when a gust struck his left cheek, causing it to swell instantly. He dared not speak further, holding the cheek that was struck, his heart in turmoil.

"Woman?" Four Lord chuckled. "Yao Zheng, you really messed things up, did you know?"

"Indeed, Four Lord, I didn't expect the other party to be a formidable character. I will find those goods," Yao Zheng's large frame suddenly knelt before Four Lord. A volatile woman, even a slight mistake might cost him his head; Yao Zheng couldn't afford low-level errors, bowing his head consciously, his eyes sparkling.

"What type of character has caught your attention?"

"Xiao Lin!"

"Oh!" Four Lord laughed loudly upon hearing the name. "I thought it was someone significant; are you so afraid of him?"

"I am not afraid of him, but because he keeps interfering, I can't manage to reach larger affairs."

"Yao Zheng, don't use your petty schemes; you're trying to provoke conflict between me and Xiao Lin to assist you in eliminating him?" Four Lord sat up from the bed, her soft laughter made Yao Zheng's scalp tingle intensely. "I only want my goods; if you can't find them, I'm sorry to inform you, it's not a problem money can solve. The people you sent, I've already buried them, so don't dream of undeserved gains. Inequality doesn't exist with me."

"Four Lord, Four Lord, don't you have a grudge with Xiao Lin? We can join forces to eliminate him."

Slap! Another crisp sound resonated. This time, Yao Zheng more strongly experienced the woman's fragrance. He didn't even see her move; she was already standing in front of him, forceful fingers pinching his chin. "Foolish man!"

Yao Zheng, being looked down upon, could neither escape the grip on his chin nor dared to. He felt like a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to resist. (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)