Special Forces Medic

"Damn it!" With a single blow, the skinny guy passed out. Xiao Lin dropped the stick in his hand and ran downstairs, their boss being used as a human cushion by Hua Qingyi.

"Did anyone call the police?" After intense activity in the middle of the night, he had the urge to sleep.

"They should have called."

"What do we do with this guy?" Hua Qingyi pointed to the person under him.

"Carry him up." Xiao Lin looked at the boss's size, "This weight is much less than what we trained with, you should manage."

Hua Qingyi wordlessly dragged the boss up to the third floor. "Trouble Officer Wu to keep an eye on them, it's not good for us to be seen here." Hua Qingyi tied up the three people tightly, ensuring they couldn't escape, then asked Xiao Lin, "Want to head back together?"

"Mm!"

"Hey, how can you guys just leave like that?" Wu Shuang yelled at the two disappearing figures while the lights around flickered on, accompanied by a chorus of curses.

"That woman is quite interesting." Hua Qingyi commented on Wu Shuang, always feeling a desire to conquer interesting women.

"Don't get those little ideas about her," Xiao Lin warned, seeing through Hua Qingyi's thoughts.

"Do you have an interest in her?" Hua Qingyi smirked.

"No, she's just a fun woman, can't take a joke."

"Rest assured, she's not my type."

"She's a decent woman, not like those you play around with. So, don't get any funny ideas." Too lazy to explain to Hua Qingyi, he hailed a cab on the street, "Where are you heading?"

"The car's with you, so of course, I'm going with you!" Hua Qingyi stopped a car, a few police cars drove by from the opposite direction, "No issue with leaving that woman there alone, right?"

"She's tougher than cockroaches, she'll be fine."

Leaning against the car door, Xiao Lin closed his eyes. He was exhausted, but his brain was like a machine that wouldn't stop running, with a stream of issues and no breakthrough in sight. But what was the biggest gap? He hadn't figured it out yet, nor did he have time to sort things out. As Hua Muyun would say, it's just a matter of waiting!

Waiting for his verdict to be settled, waiting for his result. If possible, he wished he could wait, but would those manipulating from the shadows give him time to wait?

Zhang Teng was an accident, his intent to kill had never changed, but now there were more people after his life, so temporarily he didn't need to focus on this person. Poison Dragon causing such a commotion wasn't meaningless; what was his purpose? He didn't find anyone making masks in the Underworld, perhaps they weren't there at all, and the information security system didn't allow him to verify his guesses. Zhang Teng was clearly being used by Poison Dragon, so what exactly did Poison Dragon want?

It wasn't wise for the Liger Gang to provoke again so soon after Tiger's death. How did his return to Yanjing message reach the Liger Gang? The Wang Family was tied to this, and what article did Hua Muyun intend to write using this situation?

Moreover, the old man personally left the United States to come to Yanjing, surely not just to tell him to return and inherit. Lao Long disregarded the leak about Lotus, and the entire dispatched force became their Guardians, was it just because of the Liger Gang and those "Black Crow" assassins?

That would be overreacting. These individuals were nothing to him, especially since Hua Qingyi and Miao Shaoqing were around now; the iron triangle model posed no danger. What was the old man worrying about, or was a larger scheme forming unnoticed?

Following behind Xiao Lin, Hua Qingyi appeared mysterious and weary under the night sky. All the way, he kept watching out the window, his squinting eyes indicating he was thinking.

Hua Qingyi was not a fan of using his brain, he was lazy. But that didn't mean he wouldn't think. Whatever Xiao Lin could think of, he could too. But for him, the Hua Family's status in the political arena was more important, so he had to depend on Hua Muyun. He subtly felt the change in the air current, suggesting a high index of a change, but where would it be?

Xiao Lin sat in front of the computer, lighting a cigarette, aimlessly browsing web pages. The messages sent by people with lit avatars on QQ were ignored by him. The email was still saved in his files, and a copy had been given to Hua Muyun, who evidently hadn't used it.

The HTC4 mutated virus situation has settled, with no larger casualties, or rather, the information has been entirely sealed off and is no longer showing up in the streets. But that's the best outcome; no news is better than having news, after all, there's no wall that doesn't let the wind through in this world.

Liang Feng's avatar was flashing; he clicked on it, and it was about Lin Jiaqi and Zhang Teng's escape. He couldn't explain it to Liang Feng. Perhaps not explaining is the right choice. He couldn't console Liang Feng's annoyance. There are many things one cannot speak of, especially to close family; the more they know, the more danger follows. Xia Xue is already a very good example.

"Liang Feng?" Hua Qingyi emerged from the bathroom and saw the message from Liang Feng. "Explain it; it might be better."

"The more you explain, the messier it gets." Xiao Lin hadn't taken a puff from his lit cigarette; half of the ashes fell into the ashtray. The smell of the body wash permeated the air, instead making sleep elusive.

"Did you really let Hu Zi's sister walk this path too?" Hua Qingyi lay on the bed; they had known Liang Feng since they were young. She liked sticking to Xiao Lin; the old team members of Dragon Soul knew this. For some reason, Liang Feng's current situation couldn't be explained away to Liang Hu, especially by Xiao Lin.

"Liang Feng's personality is just like her brother's; can she listen to persuasion? No one knows what might happen to Fei Feng Gang in the future, and no one knows Liang Feng's thoughts. If you're following her mentality, this path is neither long nor feasible. The underworld is not the way of chivalry; it won't let you be deeply involved without getting bloodied."

"Honestly, which political line doesn't have its own dark underworld connections? You can't rely on the surface to resolve the things that can't be handled openly."

"Shall we classify her under the Hua Family?" Hua Qingyi hesitated but voiced his thoughts. The dark line behind the Hua Family that goes unmentioned is not easily manipulated, even Hua Qingyi himself couldn't explain where their forces originate; only Hua Muyun knows.

Xiao Lin shook his head; the Hua Family has their own territory of influence. Hua Muyun isn't the type to just take instructions, excessive involvement with the Hua Family would only cause unnecessary suspicion: "Let's wait and see, I've already got people from Lijian secretly watching over her. If Liang Feng really wants to go down this path, she must have blood on her hands. She's currently in a phase of hesitation, and I'm giving her time."

Xiao Lin closed the computer and took out a piece of paper, writing the names Zhang Teng, Poison Dragon, Lion, and Wang Family, respectively noting their current states, mutual connections, and gain and loss under each.

"Take a look at this." He handed the diagram of familial connections to Hua Qingyi: "Any supplements?"

The path on the chart was clear; intuitively, the backing behind Zhang Teng, Poison Dragon, and Lion was the Wang Family. Aside from Wang Zhanting, who serves as head of the Organization Department in the City Committee, the third generation leader of the Wang Family, Fatty Wang, was the most likely candidate and had the deepest vendetta with Xiao Lin.

"I'm not currently concerned about these individuals. They'll surface sooner or later, and the net closing will be within these days." Hua Qingyi added several people, Hua Family, Dragon Soul, Xiao Family, Xia Family, under the Wang Family, handing it back to Xiao Lin, raising an eyebrow as he studied Hua Qingyi, waiting for his explanation.

"Zhang Teng, Poison Dragon, and Lion can be easily eliminated; what remains is the Wang Family. The old man is determined to move against the Wang Family this time, so they'll inevitably become victims of this battle." Speaking, Hua Qingyi marked an X on the Wang Family: "If the Chen Family and Sun Family remain neutral, then we can disregard them. Losing one of the four major families in Yanjing isn't any structural loss, but for the old man, he must find someone to succeed, and naturally, there are no second thoughts on the Xia Family's presence. Xia Xue's relationship with you directly elevates the Xia Family's rank, which you should know, your covert help to the old people in the Xia Family won't go unnoticed."

"What about Dragon Soul?" From the analysis of the situation, Hua Qingyi's inference had no issues, also being within reason.

Hua Qingyi took out another piece of paper, merely writing the words Dragon Soul: "There's a problem here." Then he thought for a moment and wrote Middle East, Fourth Lord, Mysterious Figure, Black Crow, and Dungeon to the side, drawing these figures in a circle, then drew another circle placing Dragon Soul within, similar to merging relationships in mathematics.

Parallel relationship!

Why did the Hua Family suddenly decide to eliminate the Wang Family? Was it merely because they caused chaos in Yanjing's public security? Then they could just find the murderer and deal with it; there's no need to obliterate an entire family, unlike previous methods.

Xiao Lin picked up another paper, writing the names Wang Family, Crow, and Dungeon, the entanglement among them seemed to hold, yet Hua Qingyi's earlier sketches showed no apparent connection.

"Black Crow is a mysterious assassin organization. Dungeon's establishment depends on 'Crow' below, functioning as a broker and manager. As Dragon Soul serves as a secretive organization for this nation, would they tolerate such an illegal institution's long-term survival? 'Black Crow' stands independently, differing from various gangs having backing, so..."

Xiao Lin covered Hua Qingyi's mouth; the conversation couldn't continue. Such speculation was beyond anyone's estimation and delving, they shouldn't delve into these matters before any of them reach that final position.

A flame burned the pieces of paper to ashes, the connections lingering in their minds. Not digging deeper doesn't mean forgetting; what appeared was a bottomless black hole, the old man's sudden request for him to return and take charge held reasons. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to recommend it on Qidian (qidian.com) and vote monthly. Your support is my greatest motivation.)