Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

When Yang Fei hurried to the Lanting Hotel, Li Hong and Xiang'er, along with a few other waitresses, were all discussing animatedly in front of the first-floor counter.

In fact, the young girls all knew that Sister Xueyi had offended Big Rascal Wu Wei.

Previously, the hotel had been targeted repeatedly with underhanded tactics, all of which Yang Fei had managed to neutralize.

Wu Wei had somewhat suffered losses as a result.

This time, when Sister Xueyi suddenly disappeared, it was feared to be related to Wu Wei as well.

However, without evidence, nobody dared to speak rashly.

All they could hope was that Sister Xueyi was merely out on errands and might return at any moment.

Yang Fei burst into the hotel, and Li Hong quickly came forward to greet him.

She anxiously said, "Brother Fei, you're finally back."

"Sister Xueyi just took a call and rushed out, and she hasn't come back since."

"I can't get through to her phone, and I'm worried something might have happened to her, so I contacted you and called Miss Su's cell phone."

Yang Fei nodded, picking up on a crucial point from Li Hong's words.

"Do you know who called Sister Xueyi?"

Li Hong shook her head and said, "I only heard from Sister Xueyi that someone she knew before, who was willing to mediate, had called her."

"This person could help Sister Xueyi and Brother Wei resolve their differences, and then she went out."

Yang Fei calculated the time; Lin Xueyi had left just after Su Yinxue had left.

He couldn't help slapping his thigh, "Ah, Sister Xueyi was too anxious, this matter is troublesome."

Yang Fei turned around, his eyes filled again with a thrilling, sinister prowess.

He coldly said, "If Wu Wei really dares to lay a hand on Sister Xueyi, I won't let him off."

Li Hong trembled all over, suddenly feeling that the man before her seemed unfamiliar.

At this moment, Yang Fei exuded an indescribable chilling aura.

This aura, sharp as a bayonet, made it somewhat difficult for Li Hong to breathe.

The same aura, Li Hong had felt it before from Feng Biao when he came to show off at the hotel.

However, even Feng Biao's deliberately displayed menace did not seem as intense.

Yang Fei went upstairs and opened Lin Xueyi's room door.

At this critical moment, he didn't care about avoiding any suspicion.

Yang Fei meticulously checked Lin Xueyi's room for any traces she might have left behind.

Makeup case, perfume, the skirt she had changed out of, pantyhose, and a long hair on the floor…

Yang Fei did not overlook anything.

Li Hong followed curiously too.

As soon as she entered, she heard Yang Fei say, "Did Sister Xueyi return to her room to change clothes before she left?"

Li Hong nodded.

Yang Fei earnestly said, "Let me briefly describe the clothes Sister Xueyi wore when she left, and if anything is wrong, correct me, okay?"

Li Hong looked at Yang Fei in surprise: "But how do you know..."

"Sister Xueyi wore a powder blue tube dress, high heels, the heels tilted at seventy-five degrees, three inches high."

"She wore her cashmere pullover with light purple stripe patterns on her upper body, right, Sister Xueyi also took a shower before leaving."

"She dried her hair with a hairdryer, didn't tie her hair up, and yes, she also sprayed Estée Lauder perfume..."

Even before Li Hong could finish her words, Yang Fei spouted off Lin Xueyi's dress features non-stop.

Li Hong stared at Yang Fei, dumbfounded: "My god, Brother Fei, how did you know? Nothing is wrong."

Yang Fei chuckled, "I used to be a soldier who raised pigs; the pigsty was crude, and there were always unruly pigs that slipped out of the pen."

"I had to go into the woods to find the pigs, and gradually I learned how to track."

"By the way, do you know if Sister Xueyi walked or took a taxi?"

"Pfft, keep bragging, I watched Sister Xueyi take a taxi. Do you have a way to find her?"

Li Hong certainly didn't believe Yang Fei was spouting nonsense.

However, since Sister Xueyi had disappeared, she didn't dare to pester Yang Fei with reckless questions.

Yang Fei nodded and said, "Let me use your phone; I'll give it back when I'm done."

Although Li Hong didn't understand what Yang Fei needed the phone for, she handed it over to Yang Fei.

She couldn't help being curious: "Brother Fei, what do you need the phone for?"

Yang Fei smiled mysteriously, "You'll know in a moment."

He opened the phone's browser and typed a string of code files rapidly into the phone.

Li Hong watched Yang Fei blankly, completely unaware of what he was up to.

It hadn't been more than three minutes when Yang Fei slapped his thigh proudly.

He called out to Li Hong, "It worked, Li Hong. Come and see, is Sister Xueyi in this taxi?"

Li Hong leaned over and glanced at the phone screen, which gave her quite a shock.

"Brother Fei, where did you find these video files?"

Li Hong's phone screen was filled with video files, arranged in grids.

Li Hong realized that these video files had been recorded by electronic cameras.

Li Hong couldn't help but be afraid.

She had never dreamed that her phone could have such a function.

Yang Fei chuckled slyly, his voice lowered, "I used electronic codes to hack into the Xihua District Traffic Police Brigade's database computer."

"These video files were filtered from the traffic police's database computer; it's quite complicated, you wouldn't understand."

"All you have to do is check if Sister Xueyi got into this taxi."

As he spoke, he zoomed in on the phone screen to help Li Hong identify it.

Li Hong glanced once and recognized it, "Yes, Sister Xueyi got into this taxi."

"Because the rear of the taxi was dented, as if it had been rear-ended. I even joked about it with Xiang'er at the time."

Yang Fei chuckled again without saying another word, grabbed Li Hong's phone, and dashed downstairs.

His eyes glinted with a wolf-like ferocity.

"Whoever dares lay a finger on Sister Xueyi, I'll make him regret why he was ever born."

A sense of inexplicable irritation rose in Yang Fei's heart.

Vicious and brutal thoughts simmered up like the mud at the bottom of water.

Yang Fei was secretly alarmed.

This violent, bloodthirsty impulse had been occurring frequently since his injury.

He could usually suppress it, but today, with Lin Xueyi's sudden disappearance, Yang Fei felt this impulse was close to spiraling out of control.

He took Li Hong's phone, following the taxi's route as captured by the surveillance video, tracing it through streets and alleys.

After traveling about five or six kilometers, Yang Fei had a vague understanding.

This time, it seemed Lin Xueyi had indeed been trapped, with more bad luck than good.

The taxi was clearly prepared for this.

It never stopped at all along the way.

The taxi's route was clear, heading straight south.

The southernmost part of Yannan City was a district of wealthy villas.

Yang Fei kept walking, using the phone to hack into the traffic police's computer database, continuously pulling up images recorded by the cameras.

As he followed the taxi's route ahead, what was interesting was that Yang Fei spotted an unexpected figure in the surveillance video.

Feng Cai'er!

This little police flower, with her excessively curvy figure, had vanished since the last drug trafficker capture.

Yang Fei hadn't expected her to appear in the surveillance video and seemed to be suspicious of the taxi. She drove a Baolai, chasing after it closely.