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Chapter 853 - 626 Sleepless Night_2

Chapter 853: 626 Sleepless Night_2

Old Six placed several photos on the coffee table.

2305.

Hearing this number, Jiang Chen’s gaze involuntarily flickered.

If he remembered correctly,

the hotel had upgraded his room, which seemed to be 2306.

That is to say,

the assassin was living right next door to him.

Such a coincidence?

The already suspicious Jiang Chen felt even more subtle, but he remained silent, sitting quietly without a word.

"Where did these come from?"

Vera asked straightforwardly.

"Yanbian."

Old Six said, "I encountered one of them in the elevator once, and I felt something off about him, miss. It’s my negligence."

He lowered his head, appearing guilty.

Vera didn’t blame him but quickly said, "It’s not your fault."

Old Six might have had blue eyes, but he certainly didn’t possess the special ability of Fiery Eyes to see through whether someone was an assassin or not.

This girl was still quite clear about right and wrong.

"Find out who these assassins met in Haojiang and who hired them."

Vera directly used the term "assassins."

Indeed.

Coming from Yanbian, there was no need to doubt the identity of these men with Sanpaku eyes.

"Yes."

Old Six turned and left.

"Hasn’t the chief already..."

Jiang Chen cleared his throat.

"If I were counting on them, I might already be a corpse by now."

Jiang Chen stopped abruptly.

Vera’s eyes flickered, and she was surely sorting through potential suspects in her mind.

Outsiders are never as reliable as one’s own people.

And the characters bold enough to target her, even if that police chief managed to find out the truth, he would probably end up muddling through it.

"Vera, I have a speculation."

Jiang Chen tentatively spoke.

Vera looked over.

Jiang Chen looked at the assassin’s photos spread out on the coffee table, "I think, they might have come for me."

"..."

Vera was silent.

"Do you think they came to kill you?"

Gazing into those amber-colored eyes, Jiang Chen nodded.

"And then they would enter my room."

Vera continued.

Jiang Chen was left speechless.

"You should go back now."

Vera seemed not in the mood for jokes, wanting to reflect alone.

Jiang Chen had nothing else to say, he stood up with the support of his knees, then paused suddenly.

"Can I have these photos?"

He asked.

Vera looked up.

"They came from Yanbian, right? I have friends in Goryeo who might be able to help look into it."

In the end, Jiang Chen successfully obtained the photos of the assassins and returned to his own room. He sat on the sofa, holding the pictures, and scrutinized them for a while.

Undoubtedly.

He did not recognize any of them.

After looking at each photo, he pulled out his phone and called Goryeo.

"Mr. Jiang."

The call connected.

"Are you asleep?"

There was a time difference of about two hours between Goryeo and here, and it was late at night.

"No."

Xing Jie’s voice was clear, "Is there anything you need, Mr. Jiang?"

"There are a few people from Yanbian I want you to look into."

Jiang Chen looked at the photos in his hand, "I’ll send you the information in a moment."

"Okay."

Xing Jie responded crisply.

"If it’s difficult, you can ask Che Changmin for help."

The prominent prosecutor had become increasingly successful in his career after his big realization.

"Understood."

Xing Jie asked, "Is there anything else, Mr. Jiang?"

"No."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Rest early."

"I’ll reply to Mr. Jiang as soon as I get any information."

"Okay, good night."

After finishing the call with Xing Jie, Jiang Chen put down the phone and leaned back on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV wall, deep in thought.

After a while, the phone rang again.

Jiang Chen gathered his thoughts and looked down.

It was Lan Peizhi.

He picked up the phone and put it to his ear, but he didn’t hurry to speak.

He did not speak, and silence prevailed on the other end.

"Can’t sleep?"

Jiang Chen spoke first with a smile,

"Where are you?"

Jiang Chen leaned on the sofa, naturally smiling, "In the hotel, where else could I be."

"I thought you were at the hospital."

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile. "Thanks for the concern."

News sure travels fast.

"Where are those people?"

"Dead," Jiang Chen said, and added, "All dead."

"No survivors?"

"I couldn’t control it, they killed two bodyguards, they had to vent somehow."

Jiang Chen sighed.

The person on the other end, Lan Peizhi, fell silent.

The growth of this young man was beyond her imagination.

Back then, she rejected his request, and he went with Liao Xiangdong to Liang Yue overnight and plunged into danger. How rash?

Look at him today.

What a cunning move to divert troubles eastward, using others to do his dirty work.

"Since there’s nothing wrong, get some rest early."

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Chen to respond, she hung up the phone.

Jiang Chen could only laugh and cry as he slowly put down his phone.

Rest?

Easier said than done,

with things like this happening, how could one easily find sleep?

Jiang Chen turned his head, looking out the window, suspecting that many others would struggle to sleep tonight.

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"Got it, I understand."

There are no walls that do not crack.

Or rather, no secret can be kept forever.

Haojiang is such a small place, and within just an hour the smoke dispersed from the Mandarin Oriental, news had spread to every corner of Haojiang,

In the villa.

In the courtyard.

Sitting in a lounge chair looking at the moon, He Junru put down her phone and continued staring at the moon.

Footsteps approached,

drawing nearer.

"Why haven’t you gone to sleep?"

He Junru turned her head and called out, "Mom."

Wearing a silk pajama, the second wife came over, sitting beside her. "How many times have I told you, staying up is a woman’s greatest enemy, especially at your age, you need to be extra careful."

Although she had never pressured her daughter about marriage, as a mother, she was obviously worried, but the second wife didn’t dare to say it directly, only hinting subtly.

"Come on, let’s go upstairs to sleep."

"Mom, something has happened."

The second wife looked puzzled, "What happened?"

"Some assassins just made a scene at the Mandarin Oriental."

"Assassins?"

The second wife frowned slightly. She was no ordinary woman and didn’t flinch at the mention of assassins, quickly grasping the key point.

"Who was staying at the Mandarin Oriental?"

"Jiang Chen and Vera."

The second wife had heard of these two names, her expression solemn as she looked at her daughter, "What’s the situation now?"

"No major trouble, all the assassins were wiped out."

"Where did these assassins come from?"

She followed up immediately.

"They said they came from Yanbian."

"Yanbian?"

The second wife’s eyes showed visible wrinkles, "Who orchestrated this?"

She was well aware of what kind of place Yanbian was.

He Junru laughed and said, "Mom, you ask me, but whom should I ask? I just received the news; it certainly wasn’t our family’s doing."

The second wife paused, then said immediately, "How could it be? How could our He Family ever do such a thing?"

"I know you wouldn’t, and neither would the eldest aunt, but others might not think the same."

The second wife’s brows furrowed tightly. Being such a shrewd and capable person, she clearly understood the implication of her daughter’s words.

The assassins indeed had nothing to do with their He Family.

But as the biggest landlords of Haojiang, it’s expected that suspicions would fall on their he Family first whenever such incidents occur in Haojiang.

"Assassins from Yanbian, and Yu Guangrong heard nothing about it?!"

The second wife showed a flash of anger.

"It’s not his fault; maybe he didn’t know, and even if he did and kept it to himself, it would be understandable."

He Junru calmly stated, "After all, each man for himself; heaven eradicates those who don’t fend for themselves."

Times had changed, and Stacking code was no longer the little goon blindly following the He Family.

The second wife sat silently for a while, her gaze flickering, "... I need to give your eldest aunt a call."

"Mom, there’s no need. I know everything, wouldn’t my aunt already be aware?"

The second wife thought about it and abandoned the idea of making the call herself, growing increasingly annoyed, "Who would be so despicable as to frame our He Family?!"

"Whoever it was, they’re probably not in a good mood right now either."

He Junru’s voice was smooth, seemingly not surprised.

The second wife looked at her daughter, "Junru, what do you think we should do next?"

Most of the time, she relied on this daughter for ideas to stay ahead in the power struggles over the years.

"Mom, you go rest; I’ll handle this."

He Junru turned her head and gave a gentle smile.