Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 345 - 234: Qien People

Yang Zhihao’s message was naturally a fabricated excuse.

The truth was, when he was interrogating One-Eyed Dragon and his partner earlier, he noticed something shifty in One-Eyed Dragon’s eyes, as if he wasn’t being truthful.

So, with a mindset to try his luck, he asked for the two men’s names and then used the intelligence system to check the targets. It turned out he got a red alert on the gap-toothed guy.

The intelligence was "Min Yaozu plans to indulge himself with the kidnapped Chinese girl during the shift change tomorrow. He specifically prepared two blue pills for this, address is Kangji Village, No. 21..."

Originally, he wanted Chen Wei and the others to use some tactics to get information from the guards, but those guys were tight-lipped.

After all, they weren’t ruthless criminals who would gun someone down. This is abroad, making a fuss would make it hard to escape.

Moreover, time was pressing. The kidnapped person was still in their hands. According to Yang Zhihao, these people had no professional ethics. Even if they received the ransom, they would still kill the hostages, wasting the whole trip.

So, they had to bite the bullet and go.

Although Chen Wei had doubts, he still followed Qi Yun’s instructions and turned left at the intersection.

After a few more minutes of driving, they were approaching the village entrance. Chen Wei turned off the headlights and slowed down.

Under Qi Yun’s direction, the car finally stopped outside a yard.

"They are inside. Be careful, try not to kill anyone, but prioritize your own safety," Qi Yun whispered.

Chen Wei and Duan Pingyu nodded, gently opened the door, and got out of the car.

The two men approached the gate of the yard and peered inside through the crack in the gate, then moved to the side wall and vaulted over the more than two-meter-tall wall with ease.

Qi Yun took out a cigarette box, brought a lighter to his mouth, but at last put the cigarette back.

Five minutes later, there was a noise from the iron gate as someone inside opened it.

Chen Wei and Duan Pingyu each supported someone as they came out and quickly got into the car.

"Tha... Thank you!" said the young man, who looked to be in his twenties with a face still filled with fear.

The girl sitting beside him was of a similar age, trembling slightly, and clinging tightly to the young man’s arm, her eyes brimming with tears.

Both of them had multiple scars on their faces, and their clothes were stained with blood, indicating they had suffered.

Chen Wei quickly started the car and said without turning his head, "The guy at the back is our boss. If you want to thank someone, thank him."

Upon hearing this, the young man turned to look at Qi Yun and thanked him again.

Qi Yun waved his hand, not rushing to respond to him, and asked Chen Wei, "What’s the situation inside?"

"Just two people guarding, knocked out." Chen Wei replied concisely.

Qi Yun nodded; the situation was much smoother than anticipated.

He turned around and took out two bottles of water from a side bag, handing them to the young man: "Have some water first."

The young man shakily accepted, "Tha-thank you, big brother."

Qi Yun smiled at him: "No need to be nervous, you’re safe now. I’m called Qi Yun, you can just call me by my name."

The young man nodded, opened a bottle of water, and handed it to the still-fearful girl next to him: "Xiao Qing, it’s okay now, have some water."

The girl took the water bottle, took small sips, and her trembling subsided slightly.

"Where are we going?" The car had entered the main road, and Chen Wei asked looking back.

Qi Yun thought for a moment, took out his phone, and called Harris to help get in touch with some connections to find a doctor.

Harris readily agreed and soon sent an address.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a secluded street corner.

The tattooed strongman they had met before was already waiting there. He bent down and waved through the car window.

"Follow me."

Qi Yun softly urged the two kids beside him: "Let’s get your wounds treated first, and in the morning arrange for you to return home."

The young man nodded gratefully and thanked Qi Yun.

"Let’s go."

The group followed the strongman to the entrance of a shop building.

The strongman knocked on the door, and after a short while the roller shutter door was pulled open from the inside.

The strongman exchanged a few words quietly with the person inside, then that person gestured for them to enter.

After the shutter was closed again, the lights inside turned on. The side of glasses examined Qi Yun and the others, finally looking over at the two kids with curiosity.

Qi Yun nodded: "Take care of their wounds."

The glasses-wearing man pointed upstairs: "Follow me," he said, leading the way up the wooden stairs.

The young man seemed uncertain, looking hesitantly at Qi Yun.

Qi Yun patted his shoulder reassuringly, "It’s fine, go with him. We’ll be right here waiting."

Hearing this, the young man nodded, helping the girl up the stairs.

After about half an hour, the glasses man led the two downstairs again, the wounds on their faces now tended to.

The tattooed strongman said a few words to the glasses man, then led Qi Yun and others away.

Outside, Qi Yun took a black canvas bag from Chen Wei, and then pulled out two wads of USD from his pocket, handing them to the strongman.

The strongman only accepted the canvas bag, declining the two wads of USD, shaking his head at Qi Yun.

Seeing this, Qi Yun didn’t insist and simply said thank you.

The strongman nodded, got into the Crown vehicle, and drove away.

After they left, Qi Yun checked his watch. It was 3 a.m., five hours before the earliest flight back home.

"Where are your passports?"