The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 260 - 260 260 A Stratagem of Swaying Hearts

260: Chapter 260: A Stratagem of Swaying Hearts 260: Chapter 260: A Stratagem of Swaying Hearts If Ye Shikai’s conjecture is correct, then this plan is too horrifying.

The truth has been hidden at the cost of dozens of lives.

The murder cases of Cheng Mei and Sun Yu were probably staged to pave the way for “Mothman’s appearance, collapsing of Huatao Bridge”.

After the first Mothman murder, the public was half convinced and apprehensive.

So by the second time, they’d fully believe in Mothman’s existence, especially with those photos adding to the ‘seeing is believing’ effect.

“So you deliberately got me to mention the chemical plant earlier to flush out the snake,” Luo Shiqi said with a significant smile, taking a sip of red wine.

“To be precise, not just to flush out the snake, but to lure it out of its hole,” Ye Shikai shook his finger.

If I’m not wrong, that chemical plant is where Zhao Rou is hiding something.

“Once you, the Underground Queen, mention it, Zhao Rou will inevitably be nervous.

Chaos will reveal her weakness,” Ye Shikai said indifferently, with a confident smile.

“If I’m not wrong, Zhao Rou is on her way to the chemical plant right now.”

“Clap, clap,” Luo Shiqi applauded lightly.

“Indeed clever, worthy of being the man I fancied.” Ye Shikai’s face was black with embarrassment, as he cleared his throat.

“I must solve this case, to seek justice for the deceased,” Ye Shikai clenched his fists, having already tasked Tianjing with monitoring Zhao Rou’s every move.

“Then I’ve helped you out again today, what will you reward me with?” Luo Shiqi started laughing softly, her laughter clear and bell-like.

“Er…” Left with no choice, Ye Shikai planted a kiss on Luo Shiqi’s cheek.

“Kiss here,” Luo Shiqi pointed to her lips, coquettishly pulling on Ye Shikai’s arm.

“That’s enough, I have a call coming in, I’ve got to go, bye,” Ye Shikai brushed off the encounter and hurriedly left the club while Luo Shiqi was distracted.

…

In an alley in Yanjing.

Ye Shikai compared the photos given by Ji Yu.

On the night of Cheng Mei’s death, Mothman had landed right in this alley.

“What are you looking for here?” Zhang Ting asked Ye Shikai.

“I’m looking for traces,” said Ye Shikai, which unfortunately were mostly erased by the heavy rain that night.

What intrigued Ye Shikai the most was why Mothman dropped into this alley and never came out.

The alley had only one exit, and with the help of the police, the possibility of using a tunnel had been ruled out.

“Mothman has wings, can’t he fly?” asked Zhang Ting.

“But I didn’t see him fly away from here, and based on my guess, Mothman left here in human form,” Ye Shikai said resentfully, “Humans, they can’t fly.”

“Ha, maybe your guess is just plain wrong,” Zhang Ting snorted, rolling her eyes at Ye Shikai.

“Such an arrogant egotist.”

“If he’s a person, if he didn’t walk out, then how did he leave?” Ye Shikai murmured to himself.

Could it be that Mothman just vanished into thin air here?

“He can’t walk, can’t swim either,” Zhang Ting said coldly.

“Swim, but here…” Ye Shikai suddenly slapped his forehead, gripping Zhang Ting’s arm excitedly, “Zhang Ting, you’re a true genius.”

“What do you mean?” Zhang Ting was somewhat confused.

…

Inside a chemical plant in Yanjing.

Zhao Rou, dressed in OL attire, stood in the office, in front of her three men were shaking slightly, clearly terrified.

“Why hasn’t the HST project been completed yet.” Zhao Rou shouted angrily, hysterically yelling as she smashed a glass on the wall, shattering it into pieces on the floor.

“I’m sorry, Chairman Zhao, give us three days, we will definitely be able to complete it within three days.” One of the men thudded to his knees on the ground.

“Three days, huh, you still need three more days.” Zhao Rou snorted coldly, slowly stood up, and retrieved a handgun from the drawer, then turned her back to the three men.

“Bang.” Suddenly a gunshot rang out, a man fell to the ground as blood gushed from his mouth, he struggled weakly, Zhao Rou slowly turned around and walked over to the man.

“Bang.” Another gunshot sounded, this time Zhao Rou aimed at the man’s head, firing without hesitation, her face showing no emotion.

“Take him out.” As soon as Zhao Rou spoke, two bodyguards walked in from outside the door and carried the corpse away.

The other two men were so frightened that they had already knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

“You two are very lucky.

That bullet just now did not hit you.” Zhao Rou returned to her office chair, crossed her arms, and looked indifferently at the two men in front of her.

“Give you two days to complete the task, understand?” Zhao Rou said coldly.

“We understand, we understand.” The two men were like pardoned prisoners, secretly relieved, hurriedly agreed, and then immediately left the office.

“Number Three, come in.” After the two left, Zhao Rou rubbed her temples, then spoke to the intercom on the table.

“Master, you called for me.” A man walked in from the window, standing respectfully in front of Zhao Rou.

“That woman, Luo Shiqi, somehow got wind of some information, go and keep an eye on her.” Zhao Rou lit a cigarette, took a deep drag.

“Yes, Master.”

“Also, these days…Who’s there?” Zhao Rou was speaking when she suddenly turned her head, grabbed the handgun, and fired a shot out the window.

“Bang.” The window glass shattered into pieces, and a dark figure flew out from the side of the window.

“Master, I’ll go take a look.” Number Three’s words had barely fallen when he turned into a shadow and flew out the window.

…

“Stop, who are you.” The man known as Number Three was chasing the dark figure ahead of him.

Not far from the building, the figure stopped on the ground.

“I never intended to run.” The shadow slowly turned around, wearing a white robe, his handsome face slightly pale.

“Who exactly are you.” Number Three’s expression was grave; he felt a formidable killing intent emanating from the person in front of him.

“Night is over, night falls, Nightmare descends, the dead lament.” The man spoke softly.

“You are…

Nightmare.” The twelve words were spoken, and Number Three took a step back, surprise written all over his face.

“Not bad, you’ve got a good eye.” Nightmare removed his veil, spread his arms wide, and two black scythes instantly appeared in his hands.

“Not many people within the country recognize me.”

“What are you doing here, I don’t recall ever offending you.” Number Three seemed wary of Nightmare’s strength, pulling out a short blade from his chest and holding it firmly.

“But you have offended the Netherworld King.” Nightmare’s words had just dropped when he turned into a burst of white light, lunging ferociously towards Number Three.