Chapter 149: Liancheng Is Not Dead
“There are also gangs.”
Old Ghost seemed to be driving, slowing down, the wind sound faded, revealing a few honks.
“We dared to fake my death so boldly because the gang had the confidence, they were on the same path as these shady, dark, unclean hospitals. If they had made a little preparation, Old Man’s people, unfamiliar with the place, would have been unable to guard against it.”
“Even if we take a step back and fail, and are seen through, the gang deals in smuggling guns, and they would be helpless against a dozen people and a dozen handguns. As a hooligan who learned for only a few years, I simply don’t believe it.”
But the wind on the rooftop was strong, making Shen Lichuan’s suit cling tightly to his body, outlining a tall and handsome figure, his clothes fluttering fiercely.
“Did you ask the gang?”
Old Ghost, “No. If the gang is really doing something behind the scenes, I am alone and weak. Confronting them head-on is not the best strategy. In the ice house, after they stopped me a few times, they showed me the aborted child. I pretended to be unable to accept it, but had to believe it, and left first.”
Fearing Shen Lichuan would misunderstand him as a coward, Old Ghost quickened his speech.
“After leaving the hospital, I ambushed nearby. As soon as my friend’s grandson came out, I followed behind him. Now we’re back in Reykjavik. Their gang’s small gathering spot is here. I’ll find an opportunity to figure out what’s going on behind them.”
Shen Lichuan gasped, “This is very dangerous.”
The sound of the wind disappeared from Old Ghost’s side, and the sound of the loudspeaker receded as he stopped the car in an alley.
“President Shen, rest assured. I’ve been in the smuggling business for almost twenty years. I don’t have much else, but I’m very alert. If I sense any dangerous tendencies, I withdraw first. When they relax, I’ll come back.”
Shen Lichuan’s chest heaved, barely suppressing himself to calm down, “Don’t take risks yet.”
He took a few more steps and suddenly thought of something, turning around rapidly in front of the rooftop railing.
“Where is Liang Chaosu? When you went to the hospital, his people must have known about Liancheng’s death. What was their reaction? Why didn’t they take the corpse?”
This was simply unbelievable, the biggest doubt.
Liang Chaosu had schemed for Liancheng for four years, his obsession with her was overbearing and unquestionable. Just when she was pregnant and he was preparing to marry her, Liancheng suddenly died.
No matter what, would he leave Liancheng’s corpse?
The more Shen Lichuan thought about it, the clearer the subtle clues of suspicion became in his mind, the more Old Ghost’s suspicions were traceable, and the smaller the possibility of Liancheng’s death became.
First of all, the most fatal factor in the entire process described by Old Ghost was that Father Liang discovered his and the gang’s actions in advance, dispatched more personnel, leading to chaos and loss of control.
And how did Father Liang discover it? Iceland was thousands of miles away. Father Liang’s informants were only the people he sent. It was impossible to compare with the gang.
The leak could only have occurred domestically.
Shen Lichuan thought of the postponed board of directors meeting.
He had originally thought that Liang Chaosu instructed a few directors to cause a farce, implying the Liang family, intending to create a storm, first to insult him, second to mock Father Liang, and incidentally expose the Liang family’s secrets in front of outsiders, preparing for his future relationship with Liancheng to be open and aboveboard.
This behavior seemed a bit rash, and his malice was also obvious.
But he hadn’t felt it was strange before.
After all, Father Liang was pressing him step by step, and he was restless to help Liancheng escape.
Liang Chaosu was helpless, so he had to grudgingly choose to use his hand to deceive Father Liang. He must have hated him to the bone. It was normal for his actions to show a bit of desperation.
But what if Liang Chaosu did it on purpose?
Father Liang was sharp and cunning. He could trace any doubt. Liang Chaosu and Father Liang were father and son. After a performance, would Father Liang discover him, a third party? With Liang Chaosu’s intelligence, even if he was enraged, he should have known.
Thinking of this, Shen Lichuan’s fists suddenly clenched, the veins on the back of his hand bulged one by one, squeezing his mobile phone until it creaked, accompanied by Old Ghost’s voice.
“My friend said that after that group of people examined the corpse, they immediately asked Liang Chaosu for instructions. But Liang Chaosu seemed to be on a plane and couldn’t answer the phone. They could only communicate online, without video, just typing on their phones. I don’t know what they communicated. The group was menacing, saying it was inconvenient to take Liancheng’s corpse and they would leave it at the hospital and pick it up another day.”
Shen Lichuan’s face darkened, a thunderclap struck in his mind, and one thought after another, connected by invisible threads, almost confirmed with 99.9% certainty that Liancheng was not dead.
“He did it on purpose. He deliberately left the corpse for you to see. You personally witnessed Liancheng’s death, told me, and I was shocked and inevitably lost my composure. If his father discovered this reaction, it would be a second confirmation of Liancheng’s death.”
“Three parties. One succeeded, one confirmed. Then he sent people menacingly to chase the successful party. The more complicated the situation, the more difficult the process. Father Liang, who was skilled in scheming, would be completely convinced that he had defeated his difficult son, and I… Liancheng died due to my mistake in helping her. I would surely regret it to death. This is his revenge and torment for me.”
On the phone, Old Ghost paused his breathing, and after a long while, stammered, “President Shen—you mean—did Liang Chaosu discover that we contacted the gang, and then he sent people to subvert them, going through such a big circle, deceiving everyone thoroughly, and in the end, Liancheng still fell into his hands?”
Shen Lichuan’s tone was grim, with a hint of regret, “Yes, Liancheng and I underestimated him. Looking back now, he valued Liancheng so much, and at the time she was pregnant, without absolute certainty of controlling her, how could he let me take Liancheng away? I’m afraid we allied with the gang—”
“No—” Shen Lichuan, “Wrong. Old Ghost, after you arrived in Iceland, did your friend contact you proactively?”
“No.” Old Ghost, “I contacted him. Originally, he didn’t want to get involved much. Later, you gave him money, and he became more enthusiastic.”
Shen Lichuan’s brows furrowed, “Is that so…”
He didn’t proactively approach, which meant he didn’t have ulterior motives at first.
He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking too deeply, making Liang Chaosu seem too sinister.
If Liang Chaosu had been in contact with the gang since Old Ghost arrived in Iceland, arranging for that friend to guide Old Ghost step by step, that would be too divine a calculation, as if he had predicted Gu Xingyuan would back out and Father Liang would push him to the brink.
In the alley where Old Ghost stopped the car, a jeep roared past. He recognized it as his friend’s car and immediately started the engine, “President Shen, that guy just returned and went out again. Maybe he’s looking for Liancheng. Should I follow?”
Shen Lichuan’s expression changed, with a hint of struggle. Finally, he gritted his teeth, “You must be careful. Liang Chaosu calculated this whole situation, and every step has come true. The only oversight is you. He didn’t expect you to be thoughtful despite your rough exterior. This is your advantage. Do not be impulsive or rash.”
Old Ghost solemnly agreed.
……………………
Liancheng was indeed not dead.
Her and Shen Lichuan’s plan was very successful. Although the process was fraught with danger, the gang was very helpful.
As the anesthesiologist put the mask on her, she was almost despairing.
Anyone with common sense understood that trying to hold one’s breath with all one’s might before medical anesthesia was practically a joke.
But until the anesthesiologist announced that she had been successfully anesthetized.
Liancheng was still conscious.
