Chapter 533 You Lost This Round
Chapter 533 You Lost This Round
That night, two major events happened.
Shen Qingye of the Sixth Bureau was assassinated in front of his house, shot in the chest, and was still being treated in the hospital.
Xia Siyu, the daughter of Huanxia Pharmaceutical Industry, was involved in a car accident in Yuncheng and suffered head injuries. After seven hours of rescue, she still did not wake up.
It was 4:30 in the morning British time when Li Qiao received these two messages.
She didn't know how long she had been asleep, and she was still a little dazed when she woke up suddenly.
The room was dim, the mattress beside him was slightly cold to the touch, and the man was not there.
She sat up with her forehead propped up, feeling a little nervous.
What's more, a dark room can always magnify uneasy emotions.
Li Qiao sat for a while, frowning and picked up the phone from the bedside table, only to find that the screen was dark and the battery was dead.
She lifted the quilt and wrapped it in a bathrobe, found the charging cable and plugged it in. When the phone was turned on, there were many messages and missed calls lying on the screen.
Ten minutes later, Li Qiao walked out of the bedroom expressionlessly.
As soon as the door was opened, there was a strong smell of smoke in the air.
It was still dark, and there was a slender figure standing in front of the window, with the cigarette on his fingertips still flickering.
Hearing footsteps behind him, the man turned around in his nightgown, "Why are you awake?"
"Shen Qingye and Xia Xia had an accident." She stated calmly, only her eyes were full of waves.
Shang Yu frowned, squinted his eyes and raised his hand to stroke her loose hair on the back, "Want to go back?"
Li Qiao gritted her teeth, lowered her eyes and lowered her head, "Well... I'm going back."
If something happens to one person, she can treat it as an accident.
But Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu had an accident on the same night, so it cannot be defined as a coincidence.
In the living room, only the cigarette butt in the man's hand emitted a faint light.
The night outside the window is the darkest hour before dawn.
They were so close to each other, but couldn't see each other's expressions.
In the silence, a bit of depression spread.
Li Qiao took a step forward, bumped into his arms, buried her on the side of his neck and whispered, "I've already arranged a plane, and I'll be leaving for China in an hour."
"I'll accompany you." Shang Yu bowed his head and kissed the top of her head, his deep eyes intertwined with a cold and stern look.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qiao followed his last word, shook her head and declined, "No, I'll answer it myself."
She refused too quickly, even a little eagerly.
The man's body trembled for a moment, it was very subtle, but it was still easily caught by Li Qiao.
She put her hands through Shang Yu's waistline, and the moment she hugged her tightly, she said softly, "It's too late for you to go back after you've dealt with the matters here. I'm not going back to Nanyang, I have to go to Yuncheng first."
The frequency of the man's Adam's apple was out of order, and it took a long time before he said, "Okay."
A few minutes later, Li Qiao walked out of the Royal Hotel, bowed into the car, and her aura changed suddenly.
She turned on the phone and looked at the information on it, her eyes filled with anger.
This is a text message from a blank number, with a few words but a huge amount of information: a man who doesn't want you to come to Yingdi will do nothing strange.
When Li Qiao read the content of this message in the bedroom, she just learned about Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu's accident.
If she loses her mind, it is not ruled out that she will doubt Shang Yu because of this meaningful text message.
After all, he seemed to have intentionally or unintentionally prevented her from coming to the British Emperor.
It's a pity that she is still calm. This kind of instigation and framing is useless to her.
The reason why she refused Shang Yu's company was because she needed time to clear her mind, not doubts.
...
An hour later, when dawn broke, Li Qiao boarded the plane, and Zong Yue followed her back with a yawn.
She was woken up temporarily by the hotel attendant and asked her to pack her luggage as soon as possible, and the hotel would arrange a vehicle to take her to the airport.
Zong Yue was still at a loss until he got on the plane.
But seeing Li Qiao sitting by the porthole expressionlessly, exuding an air of indifference, she didn't dare to disturb her.
There may be some major national affairs.
After the plane took off, the morning light broke through the clouds over the Port of London, and a few rays of sunlight leaked out of the clouds, driving away the darkness before dawn.
At this moment, Shang Yu was still standing in front of the window, and the ashtray was already full of cigarette butts.
A sudden vibration broke the silence in the room.
He looked at the caller ID, and swiped to answer after three seconds.
The man did not speak, and the person on the other end remained silent.
I don't know how long it took before the other party's warm and pleasant voice came with a faint smile, "Shang Shaoyan, you lost this round."
Shang Yu raised his eyelids inch by inch, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his hoarse voice was cold and cool, "Really?"
"Heh." The man on the other end tapped the table rhythmically, his gentle tone was like reminiscing about old friends, "You tried every means to prevent her from coming to the British Emperor, but all the efforts were in vain.
As soon as I made a move, she went back without hesitation. You said, are you inferior in skills? "
After a brief silence, Shang Yu brought the cigarette to his lips, and after exhaling a light mist, he curled his lips coldly, "You are not afraid of me telling her."
"What are you afraid of?" The other party stopped tapping on the table, and smiled more gently, "Do you think she will believe you if you say it?
I know her better than you, and I know her weaknesses better than you.
Now, I have helped you get her away, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, it's time to 'catch up' in Yingdi. "
When the words fell, the phone was cut off.
Shang Yu lowered his arms and looked out of the window with deep eyes, his handsome face was tense to the extreme.
The light in his eyes was getting darker and darker, his thin lips were pursed white, and his fingers squeezed the phone hard.
In less than half a minute, another call came in.
The words Madam Xiao came into view.
Shang Yu didn't answer and let the phone hang up automatically.
And his powerful force abruptly pinched the phone out of shape, the fragments of the screen pierced his palm, and blood splattered down his fingertips.
...
Eight hours later, at nine o'clock domestic time, Yuncheng.
The moment before Li Qiao left the cabin, she asked Zong Yue to wait on the plane. An hour later, she would take off again to take her back to Nanyang.
Zong Yue nodded hastily, and urged her to leave quickly, for fear of delaying the important event because of herself.
When Li Qiao walked out of the cabin and stepped down the gangway, she called Su Laosi's phone number.
"how is he?"
In fact, it was not only her who left the British Emperor, but also Su Moshi.
She chose to come to Yuncheng to see Xia Xia, while Su Lao Si went to Aida State to see Shen Qingye.
He is a master surgeon, Shen Qingye was shot in the heart, he can treat it.
At this time, Mr. Su took off his surgical gown as he walked around, and said in a tired voice, "Fortunately, the bullet has been taken out, and it missed the heart by one centimeter.
Just sent to ICU, I'll let you know when he wakes up. What's going on with Mr. Xia? "
Li Qiao bent over and sat in the back seat, "I just landed, I'm going to the hospital now."
Su Moshi rubbed his forehead, and comforted him: "If you want to be more open, it's normal for the two of them to be enemies. Don't put too much pressure on yourself until the matter is investigated."