Qiao Chuchu responded to the messages one by one, but as soon as she finished, video calls started pouring in one after another.
Even Weisheng Biehe and Weisheng Wenzhan took the initiative to call her and chat for a bit.
Pei Buxian, on the other hand, angrily demanded to know who she was video chatting with.
By the time she finished all the video calls, forty minutes had already passed.
Ying Chen's friend request was accepted, but Ying Chen didn’t say anything, and she couldn’t be bothered to speak either.
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
So tired.
She closed her phone and rested her eyes: "Jack, the four confidants around Mr. Lou—have they always been in France and never returned to China, right?"
Jack, calmly looking at his tablet, replied, "I can’t speak for the others, but Mr. Zhu Changming has always lived abroad. He got separated from his parents at the age of five and was taken in by the boss as his younger brother. He’s been by the boss’s side ever since. Because Mr. Zhu’s health is poor and he’s often sick, the boss gave him the name ‘Changming,’ hoping he’d live a long life."
Qiao Chuchu opened her eyes, feeling puzzled.
If she had never met Zhu Changming before, why did he seem familiar to her?
She glanced at Jack.
Jack was holding the tablet, and on the screen was footage of Lou Tingsi and the others preparing for a deal at an abandoned factory.
Lou Tingsi, Song Yu, Uncle Wang, and Da Qiang were all visible in the surveillance footage.
She asked, confused, "Are you monitoring them?"
Jack’s eyes widened in alarm at first, then he chuckled helplessly: "Don’t misunderstand me. I’m in a support role. I’m Mr. Zhu’s man. Besides the boss, only Mr. Zhu and I have the authority to track everyone’s locations."
Qiao Chuchu nodded in realization.
Wait a minute!
She recalled the prophetic vision she had seen.
In one scene, Xia Xuechun was surrounded by the Dragon Family, confidently arguing with her.
At the edge of the Dragon Family group, there was a bespectacled, clean-cut man who seemed to be Zhu Changming!
A chill ran down her spine, and she glanced at Jack out of the corner of her eye.
Jack’s hand was in his pocket, as if he was about to pull out a gun.
She grabbed his wrist tightly: "Do you know what my hidden talent is?"
Jack was taken aback, narrowing his eyes sarcastically: "What?"
Qiao Chuchu frowned, putting on a pitiful puppy-dog expression: "My hidden talent is that, even though I look like a weakling, I can actually crush your wrist."
She squeezed hard!
Jack let out a sudden scream: "Ah!!!"
Qiao Chuchu yanked the gun from his hand, shot the man in the passenger seat, and then pressed the gun to the driver’s head: "Pull over!"
The driver immediately stopped the car by the side of the road!
Ying Chen, who had been tailing the car, put down his binoculars: "Stop the car!"
His car came to a halt.
Ying Chen raised the binoculars again, squinting at Qiao Chuchu’s car, a hint of worry in his voice: "The car stopped so abruptly. Could she have been killed?"
A minute later, the car door opened, and Jack fell out unconscious.
Ying Chen: "?"
The man in the passenger seat was also dragged out by the driver.
Ying Chen: "??"
Qiao Chuchu stepped out of the car, holding the gun to the driver’s head, forcing him to crouch by the roadside, then drove off on her own.
Ying Chen: "???"
Ying Chen uncertainly lowered the binoculars, then raised them again to focus on Qiao Chuchu’s car: "Am I seeing things?"
The bodyguard in the passenger seat stared in shock at the two unconscious men on the ground: "No, Boss, you’re not seeing things. She really knows how to use a gun, but it seems she left them alive."
Ying Chen processed this for a moment, his emerald-green eyes gradually lighting up with a crazed delight: "Ha! So this woman has another side to her!!"
The bodyguard asked, puzzled, "Should we make our move now?"
"Don’t," Ying Chen leaned back comfortably, his eyes filled with intrigue. "She’s probably figured out who the real traitor is. Let’s follow her. I want to see how she plans to play this out."
Qiao Chuchu opened the tablet, located the factory where Lou Tingsi was conducting the deal, copied the coordinates into the navigation system, and sped off toward the factory.
Her car zoomed past Ying Chen’s.
Ying Chen burst into laughter, slapping the seat: "Did you see that? She even knows how to drift! Follow her!"
Qiao Chuchu set the tablet aside and glanced at the screen.
?
In the footage, Song Yu and the other three were already engaged in a firefight.
Song Yu was in an open area with little cover, clearly at a disadvantage.
Meanwhile, Lou Tingsi’s side was still calm.
He held a tablet, and the three men on the screen were still patrolling, seemingly unaware of the attack.
Zhu Changming stood like a ghost behind Lou Tingsi, motionless, as if waiting for the right moment.
Qiao Chuchu picked up her phone, about to call Lou Tingsi.
But she hesitated.
This might alert the enemy.
Instead, she decided to call Lou Yuejue.
Lou Yuejue, who was just about to go to sleep, was delighted to receive the video call: "Sister?"
Qiao Chuchu got straight to the point: "Yuejue, there’s a traitor by your father’s side—Zhu Changming! He’s behind your father, watching him. I can’t call your father directly; you need to call him and subtly warn him. Don’t let Zhu Changming catch on! Understand?!"
She had initially thought of telling her eldest brother to handle it, as he was the most capable in her family. But that might raise suspicions.
Lou Yuejue, however, was different. As Lou Tingsi’s son, it would be perfectly normal for him to call his father.
Lou Yuejue sat up in bed: "Don’t worry, Sister. My dad and I have a code. I’ll tell him I had a nightmare and need comfort. He won’t suspect a thing."
Qiao Chuchu hung up and glanced back at the tablet.
Song Yu’s group had already lost most of their men, while the other two were still relatively safe.
Qiao Chuchu floored the accelerator, speeding toward Song Yu’s location.
-
Song Yu was hiding behind cover, her gun out of bullets!
Her two remaining subordinates were trapped beside her: "Sister Yu, we’re out of ammo!"
Song Yu clenched her teeth, filled with resentment: "Looks like today’s the day we die."
Her subordinate’s face turned pale: "Someone must’ve betrayed us! The buyer stood us up, and then these people showed up to ambush us!"
Song Yu grabbed the walkie-talkie, calling for help: "Uncle Wang! Da Qiang, where are you?!"
No response.
But the enemy’s footsteps were getting closer.
Song Yu closed her eyes, resigned to her fate: "They’re probably done for too. We’re really going to die here."
Suddenly, a car blared its horn, piercing through the air: "Beep beep beep!!!"
The armed men turned in shock and fired at the car.
The car plowed through them without hesitation, stopping right in front of Song Yu!
Song Yu looked up in shock as the window rolled down, revealing Qiao Chuchu’s harmless face.
From inside the bulletproof Jeep, she yelled furiously: "What are you waiting for?! Get in if you don’t want to die!!!"
