"Actually, recently, President Wen has also developed a desire to find her brother. She discovered that her mother passed away over twenty years ago, and her brother has been missing ever since!"

Song Yansheng frowned and asked, "Is this related to the gunshot incident?"

Sa Li frowned and said, "I can’t say for sure, but before the shooting, I accidentally saw President Wen receiving a call. On the call, it seemed like someone said they found news about President Wen’s brother, claiming he was in T City..."

"T City?"

"Yes!" Sa Li said, "President Wen was very excited after seeing me and asked me to immediately book a flight back to T City, but before that, she needed to go back and pack her things. Mr. Liao came to pick her up. Everything was fine when they left, but who would have thought that something would happen to President Wen on the way back..."

"What about Mr. Liao? Was he unharmed?"

"No, the attacker fired just one shot and left immediately. There were no surveillance cameras on that section of the road, so nobody knows what really happened. Mr. Liao, after the incident, went to the police station, and arrived at the hospital about an hour before you came over, Mr. Song. At this moment, he should be at the door of President Wen’s hospital room..."

...

Song Yansheng soon met Mr. Liao.

Wen Biyue is forty-six this year, and Mr. Liao claims to be nine years younger than her.

So, at this moment, he should be thirty-seven.

However, he seems well-maintained, looking much younger than his actual age.

He has an average to above-average appearance, not particularly handsome, but has a good physique and is quite tall.

Wen Biyue has a thing for bodies, and it seems this might be one of the reasons she likes him.

Upon seeing Song Yansheng, Mr. Liao stood up and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Song, I’ve heard a lot about you from Anna. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you!"

Song Yansheng shook his hand and responded with a "Hmm," "I’ve also heard about you, Mr. Liao."

The other party smiled, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it over, "I’m Liao Qinghe, nice to meet you, Mr. Song!"

"Hmm, I’m Song Yansheng!"

...

In the lounge beside the hospital room, Song Yansheng and Liao Qinghe sat as Sa Li prepared coffee for them.

Song Yansheng and Liao Qinghe discussed the course of the shooting incident. According to Liao Qinghe, he and Wen Biyue were suddenly ambushed.

The attacker was alone, with precise marksmanship, intending to kill him, and Wen Biyue took a bullet for him.

Liao Qinghe said he hadn’t seen how the assailant acted, but after Wen Biyue fell, he caught sight of a black silhouette, moving very swiftly, likely a young man.

With such circumstances, Song Yansheng couldn’t analyze anything, as there were essentially no leads.

But as they walked out together, Liao Qinghe suddenly asked him a question.

"I heard you once had a personal bodyguard, nicknamed K, who was an excellent marksman, is that correct?"

Song Yansheng frowned, looking at him with confusion, "Mr. Liao, I don’t understand what you mean by that..."

"Actually, there’s something I didn’t tell the police or anyone else. It’s that the person, as he was leaving, said something to me..."

Liao Qinghe’s eyes suddenly deepened, as he spoke, "...If she is still alive, tell her to never go to T City!

I asked him who he was, and he told me... he was K!"

Song Yansheng looked at Liao Qinghe with disbelief, clearly not trusting his words.

And it was at that moment that his phone rang.

He picked up his phone to check, and it was a call from Gu Zheng.

He quickly stood up and answered, "Hello? What’s wrong?"

On the other end, Gu Zheng frowned, "A Yu, something’s gone wrong in T City..."