"Xu Tianzheng? Mei Yinxue?"
When Du Xiangcheng heard these two names mentioned by Captain Li, his eyebrows immediately knit together.
Mei Yinxue was nothing special, just a white-glove who couldn't make it to the big scene.
But Xu Tianzheng was the Family Head of the Xu Family, holding a status similar to Patriarch Du of his own family, only slightly inferior.
Since even he had stood up for Mu Jinyu, it seemed that this young man was certainly not the mastermind behind this kidnapping case, and... he was quite interesting.
The corners of Du Xiangcheng's lips slightly lifted, and his interest in Mu Jinyu grew a bit.
He turned back to the beautiful woman who was coaxing Du Xiaoya to sleep and said, "Once this matter is resolved, let's pay a visit to Mr. Mu another day to properly thank him for his chivalrous assistance today."
"Hmm," the beautiful woman holding Du Xiaoya nodded in agreement.
...
Although Mu Jinyu also had a certain interest in the Du Family, more than that, he was wary.
Hence, he didn't want to have much conversation with Du Xiangcheng and the others, and after returning Du Xiaoya to them, he immediately left with Gu Xiyan.
When they got back home.
It was already past nine, nearly ten o'clock.
Their late return had left Wen Rou quite worried.
Seeing them finally back, Wen Rou, who was about to make a call, finally let go of her anxieties. Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed as she said, "Why are you guys returning so late today? Were you working overtime until this late?"
Mu Jinyu shook his head and said, "We could have been back by seven, but we got delayed because of something."
He didn't go into the details about saving someone, so as not to make Wen Rou worry.
Wen Rou didn't ask further and smiled, "You must be hungry, right? I'll go make you some supper."
"Hmm," Mu Jinyu nodded.
Gu Xiyan also made her way to the sofa, laying down listlessly and said, "Thank you for the trouble."
She had had a full dinner, but after being dragged around by Mu Jinyu and frightened until this late, she naturally became hungry again.
After eating supper, the three of them went to sleep.
The next day.
After breakfast, Gu Xiyan and Wen Rou hurried off to work.
Now, their Jinyu Company was focusing on the Beauty Pill given to them by Mu Jinyu. The new product launch for the next quarter was soon to begin, and there wasn't much time left. As the CEOs of the company, they naturally had a lot of work to do.
Mu Jinyu, on the other hand, wasn't as busy as they were. All he had to do was wait for the customized production line equipment to be delivered to the pharmaceutical plant, make a trip there, and engrave the Spirit Attraction Formation on the equipment, then all would be well.
So after he finished eating, he went out to exercise, strolled around, and then returned home to watch some TV dramas and ponder what to have for lunch.
But the moment he opened the door, Mu Jinyu felt something was off.
There was a murderous aura inside the house!
"Don't move, and don't make any noise."
The voice of an unfamiliar man sounded, and following that, a gun was raised, its barrel fitted with a silencer and aimed at his forehead, exuding a chilling and suffocating air.
"I was careless."
Mu Jinyu reproached himself in his mind.
He hadn't expected that just by going out for a quick walk, someone would have broken into his house.
The intruder was clearly well-prepared, and in these recent days, his vigilance had waned due to distraction, and he had not noticed in time, falling into danger.
Fortunately, Wen Rou and Gu Xiyan were not at home; otherwise, that would have been dangerous.
Mu Jinyu silently blamed himself, all the while maintaining his calm as he said, "Who are you, and what do you want?"
He knew that this man pointing a gun at him would not be doing so simply to kill him but rather to seek his help, probably fearing that he would refuse, hence the direct threat.
Mu Jinyu looked into the cold, gleaming barrel of the gun, pondering whether he could subdue the man instantly should he suddenly attack?
Or would he also get shot?
Mu Jinyu didn't dare take the risk.
A strange, deep male voice sounded, saying, "It's not your concern who I am, just stay honest, help me save someone, and I naturally won't harm you."
"Agreed," Mu Jinyu immediately consented without hesitation.
After speaking, he reminded, "Of course, I don't save people for free, treating illnesses costs one million, saving a life costs ten million, you've taken the risk to find me to save someone, clearly a desperado, you shouldn't be short on money, right?"
Desperados are of two extreme kinds, one truly without a penny to their name, the other having pulled off a big job, the kind that's rolling in wealth.
Mu Jinyu heard how the other party spoke, calm and composed, clearly not the kind of foolish person who would get themselves in desperate straits without a dime.
"Ten million yuan? No problem!"
The other party, upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words, agreed without hesitation.
Then, seeing Mu Jinyu agree, he also opened the half-concealed door, revealing his figure.
The gunman wore a black trench coat, a mask, and sunglasses, making it impossible to see his face clearly. He was neither tall nor robust, of average build, the kind of person who would go unnoticed in a crowd on a busy street.
The room was not inhabited by him alone; there were three more people standing by the door, similarly dressed, silent, each holding a pistol in their hands.
Mu Jinyu silently rejoiced, glad he hadn't attempted to attack earlier and overpower the first criminal.
But even if he had avoided the first criminal's gun, he couldn't withstand the other three aimed at him.
Though it might not lead to death, an injury was inevitable.
"Pack up your things, and come with me," said the leading man, who did not let down his guard and lower the gun even after Mu Jinyu agreed to go with him, still holding it against Mu Jinyu's head as he spoke.
"No need to pack; I carry my Silver Needle with me. We can go now," Mu Jinyu said calmly.
"Then let's go," said the leading man, a glint flashing in his eyes, hidden behind the sunglasses.
After speaking, the four men all crowded around Mu Jinyu. It looked as if they were escorting him on his way, but in actuality, they pulled in their silenced pistols into their sleeves, aiming them at Mu Jinyu's back and lower back.
Clothed in black trench coats and outnumbering him, bystanders wouldn't notice anything amiss unless they came close; they couldn't tell that Mu Jinyu was being coerced.
If Mu Jinyu dared to scream in the streets, they would not hesitate to shoot him in the back.
Mu Jinyu sensed the men's movements and inwardly chuckled bitterly, understanding that escaping from their grasp at this moment was going to be difficult.
He could only hope to find a way to escape once they reached the destination.
Just like that, Mu Jinyu was escorted out of his house, down the stairs, and into a black business car with a fake license plate.
The leader let go of the gun against Mu Jinyu's back, took the driver's seat, instructed the three men to keep a close watch on Mu Jinyu, and then drove the car off toward the outskirts of the residential area.
After a series of twists and turns, they finally arrived at a nondescript bungalow, and Mu Jinyu was once again escorted inside.
"We're here, take a look at how to save my elder sister," the leading man turned and said to Mu Jinyu upon reaching the main bedroom.
Mu Jinyu, upon seeing the woman lying on the sickbed, couldn't help but freeze.