Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Chapter 204 He won’t come

There were several sycamore trees in the backyard of Rong Mansion, and Uncle Dao tied the man who looked exactly like "Rong Xianyi" to one of the tree trunks.

As he approached, Uncle Dao said, "This man probably changed his appearance. His expression and voice are exactly the same, which is enough to make him look real. I was almost deceived by him."

Lin Shuyang walked to the man's side, raised his hand and pinched the man's chin, his eyes cold.

"Are you disguised... This face is indeed very lifelike, it looks real, haha~ Is this the reason why Yan Zhongqi took great pains to save himself from glory rather than death? It's really unexpected!"

Qin Guangsheng died, and the Fugui Gang was taken over by the Ronghua Sect. If Rong Xianyi also died, then a fake Rong Xianyi would be sent out, and the Ronghua Sect would be completely in the hands of Yan Zhongqi.

It's really a good calculation and a good chess move.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhongqi's plan also failed.

His eyes were sharp, and he stretched out his hand to peel off the face that looked exactly like Rong Xianyi!

"Hey~" he said without any hesitation, and tore the whole piece off.

"Ah!" The face was peeled off with brute force, and the unconscious person suddenly woke up with pain. The originally fair face was pulled red, and some blood oozed faintly from part of the skin.

"Qiu Si?" Looking at the face under the skin, Lin Shuyang's eyes flashed with surprise. He lowered his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes suddenly became a little playful.

Uncle Dao looked sideways and asked, "Do you know him?"

"Of course I know him, he is Yan Zhongqi's... pillow person."

"Pillow..." Uncle Dao's eyes widened and he was speechless for a moment at this word.

Is this pillow person what he understands to be the pillow person?

When Qiu Si heard this, he also raised his cold eyes.

Lin Shuyang ignored Uncle Dao's mood and just stared at Qiu Si playfully, "I asked you to take charge of the Ronghua Sect. No wonder Yan Zhongqi was so relieved. Qiu Si, when he sent you here, didn't he even think about what you would do if he failed?" What's the end result?"

"It's just death, there's nothing to think about." Qiu Si lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice.

"Oh? He doesn't care about your life or death so much?"

Hearing this, Qiu Si's eyes trembled slightly, "It's no longer important if I don't care. This day will always come sooner or later. The moment I fell into your hands, I had no intention of going back alive."

"Don't be so pessimistic, maybe he will do whatever it takes to save you!"

Qiu Si shook his head subconsciously and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's impossible. If you want to use me to deal with him, it's really not necessary. I'm just a more useful chess piece for him than others. I I advise you not to waste your efforts."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Lin Shuyang raised Qiu Si's chin, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, "Keep your life alive. If he hasn't come to save you by tomorrow morning, I will I will personally help you escape."

After saying that, he loosened his fingers and said to the dumbfounded Uncle Dao: "Uncle Dao, I have to ask you to help send a letter to Zhang Mansion."

"......it is good."

……

Zhang Mansion.

After Yan Zhongqi read the letter in his hand, veins popped up on his forehead, and the letter paper in his hand was quickly clenched into a ball.

Zhang Zhiwen gave him a serious look, "This plan failed. I hope you can restrain yourself in the future. Shanghai is not a place where you can make trouble at will."

"I'm not doing this all for our benefit. If you were willing to give me more people, the result wouldn't be like this." Yan Zhongqi took a deep breath, trying to calm down the restless heart in his heart, but The result was to no avail.

"I have already lost a sniper. Let's take this as a lesson. You'd better not interfere in Shanghai's affairs in the future."

"Prepare some more people for me."

Zhang Zhiwen's eyes widened, "What else are you going to do!"

"Save people." Yan Zhongqi threw the paper ball in his hand hard on the ground, raised his feet and walked out, "My people are in Rong Xianyi's hands, I must save him!"

"Stop!" Zhang Zhiwen shouted, "Where did your strategizing thoughts go at this time? The purpose of sending this letter to you is to make you jump into their trap. Don't you see? come out!"

Yan Zhongqi paused in his steps. He wanted to pretend not to hear and rush out, but his reason prevented him from taking a step forward.

Seeing his forbearing and restrained look, Zhang Zhiwen sighed and walked behind him, patted his shoulder, and said seriously: "Qiu Si is just an insignificant subordinate. You don't have to risk your life for him. Besides, They may not really kill him. Keeping him is far more valuable than killing him. If you want to save him, you might as well do it slowly, so why rush it now?"

Insignificant subordinate...

Yan Zhongqi denied this statement in his heart. Qiu Si was far more important to him than he imagined.

But Zhang Zhiwen's words are not unreasonable. If he is Rong Xianyi and Qiu Si is left behind, he can find a way to pry more useful information out of him. Killing him will not be worth the gain.

But if this happens, Qiu Si will inevitably suffer more.

Seeing that his mood had relaxed, Zhang Zhiwen added: "When Mr. Okada is free, why worry about not being able to save people? Now you can't stay in Shanghai for much longer, so hurry up and go back to Suzhou!"

After a long time, Yan Zhongqi finally said in a low voice, "I know what to do."

As soon as the words came out, he felt as if there was an empty space in his heart, and he felt a little dull and painful.

Qiu Si... must understand his difficulties!

......

"It's almost dawn, but there's still no news about the person you're waiting for. It seems he has abandoned you."

Under the sycamore tree, Qiu Si raised his head with difficulty. When he heard Lin Shuyang's words, there was no unnecessary expression on his face, "I have advised you not to waste your efforts in vain. He cannot risk everything for anyone."

Lin Shuyang sighed and shook his head, "That's such a pity. I'll give him another ten minutes. If he still doesn't come..."

Qiu Si closed his eyes gently. The despair in his heart had already penetrated every inch of his bones. "Kill me. There is no need to waste those ten minutes. He will not come."

"Don't worry, I'm curious. Are you really not afraid of death at all? Or are you worried that you will cause trouble to him if you live?"

Hearing this, Qiu Si's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't speak.

"I think I already know the answer." Lin Shuyang glanced at the white fish belly in the distance, put the dagger in his hand on his wrist and sleeve and rubbed it back and forth twice, with a faint expression of excitement.