The anger burned away all Ning Chengen's sanity, and he wished he could immediately cut this bastard Ning Chengxu into pieces!
Uncle Fu almost got hit on his foot by the dumped documents and took two shaky steps back.
"Master, please don't worry, there is always a solution to everything."
After a big fire, Ning Chengen finally regained some sense.
He immediately called Yang Jiucheng of the ninth team, "How is the situation in the secret interrogation room?"
Yang Jiucheng: "Return to En Ye, after I left, a whole team of soldiers were deployed to guard the secret interrogation room. There were soldiers stationed five hundred meters away, nearly twenty people, and about ten more people.
Arrange to be guarded in a dark place."
Ning Chengen chuckled.
They were guarded so tightly, not to teach Ning Chengxu a lesson, but to protect him.
It seems that Ji Yuting is probably aware of Ning Chengxu's stealing of the keys. The medicine on the top floor is probably already in Ji Yuting's hands.
Leaving the country illegally? Ha, it was a deliberate act.
His eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice to Yang Jiucheng on the phone: "Send someone to continue watching quietly. If there is anything unusual over there, notify me immediately."
"Yes, Lord."
After hanging up the phone, he opened the large drawer under the desk and took out a pistol.
He loaded the bullet skillfully, loaded the gun, put the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth in a half-smile.
The housekeeper was frightened.
"Master! What are you doing? Don't be impulsive! Things can always turn around before they reach the final stage."
Ning Chengen chuckled and removed the muzzle of the gun, holding it in his hand to play with.
"Don't be afraid. Do you think I will commit suicide? Only a desperate loser would choose this step. Things haven't reached the final step yet, and it's not necessarily who will win or lose."
His fingers that have been touching the gun all year round have a thick layer of calluses, and when he rubs the lines on the gun body, the touch feels very unusual.
"Ning Chengxu, a bastard, thought that he was so humiliated by Ji Yuting that I felt pity for him. Unexpectedly, this time it turned out to be me leading the wolf into the house. Even if I die, I will take him to hell with me!"
At the end of his words, he placed the gun in his hand heavily on the table, making a loud crack.
He ordered the housekeeper in an orderly manner, "Calculating the time it took for the potion to be stolen, Ji Yuting has probably already checked the ingredients of the potion."
"While he is still collecting evidence of my crime, drain out all the remaining medicines and liquids on the attic, smash the glass containers and bury them in the soil, and even burn the boxes containing the medicines. Make sure not to leave any traces.
Down."
"As well as the rooms on the top floor, anything that seems to arouse suspicion will be destroyed. The rooms will be sprayed with disinfectant by the servants and cleaned up."
"The attic must be tidied up before tonight, and you cannot stay overnight."
The housekeeper nodded, "Since you want to leave no traces, why not just take it out and throw it away? Besides, Master, you bought those potions at a high price. If you destroy them this time, you will lose a lot of money, right?"
In a critical moment, this small amount of money is nothing.
Ning Chengen's eyebrows were serious: "Ji Yuting's side may have sent people to quietly guard outside the old house. If the servants throw things away in a big way, it will be too conspicuous and they will be caught easily. Just do as I say.
"
"Yes, don't worry, Lord."
The butler stopped arguing, nodded and went to do it immediately.
After the housekeeper left, Ning Chengen stood up, straightened his collar, left the study, and went up to the top floor slowly.
Opening the heavy iron lock on the top floor, he entered the third room on the left without squinting.
Opening the door, a thin woman was seen sleeping weakly on the bed. Her hands were bound by heavy iron chains, and there were deep marks under her wrists.
Ning Chengen walked straight over, sat beside the bed, helped her untie all the chains, and patiently rubbed the red marks on her wrists.
His voice was gentle, "Mom, don't blame me. You once said that you were willing to give everything for me."
"Now, your most hated bastard, Ning Chengxu, has joined forces with Ji Yuting to harm me. Only you can help me."
He patiently held Yun Muhan in his arms, gently stroking her back with his hands, but his eyes were cold.
As if smelling something familiar, Yun Muhan blinked slightly, his mind clearing up a little.
She raised her eyes and looked at her handsome and awe-inspiring son, smiling contentedly but sickly.
"En'er, mother's favorite son, as long as it is what you want, even if you ask mother to die, mother will fulfill it for you."