Chapter 196: Justice

"Bang!"

The room door was shoved open violently!

"Eldest Young Master!" the deputy said with a hurried voice, "The Family Head has arrived in the living room and says he wants to see you!"

Yin Huaiyu decisively broke free from Ling Wu's restraint and sat upright on the floor, though deep red friction marks still remained on his neck...

The deputy's heart raced in fear; he hurriedly came over to grab Ling Wu's arm and pull him away.

Yin Huaiyu's eyes turned red: "Who the hell told you to touch him!"

"Get out!"

The deputy immediately let go upon being roared at. He knew his young master had brought someone back and kept them locked in the room, coaxing them with a low profile every day, but he hadn't known this person would dare to lay a hand on the young master.

The deputy's gaze fell upon Ling Wu. This person had an incredibly good appearance, with anger and hatred in his eyes. The collar of his pajamas was slightly disheveled, two buttons were undone, and extending downward was his chest and a large expanse of snow-white skin. His collarbones and neck were covered in dense, thick hickeys, and there were even glistening water stains that hadn't dried yet; it wasn't hard to imagine what had just happened inside the room.

During the two days Ling Wu had been imprisoned, he had heard the villa's servants say: "The person locked in the room must be a celestial being, otherwise how could he have our young master so infatuated and dizzy?"

Now that he saw him, he realized he really was good-looking.

He had never seen such a handsome man in his entire life.

The deputy remembered the main business: "Young Master, the Family Head is in the living room. We didn't dare to stop him, and Young Master Jing is with him."

Young Master Jing?

Jing Du, what is he doing here?!

Yin Huaiyu placed a hand on his neck, tilted his head to look at Ling Wu, and revealed an inscrutable expression on his beautiful, handsome face: "He is here for you."

"Don't worry, I won't let them take you away."

"You are mine."

Ling Wu felt disgusted: "Madman, psycho!"

Ling Wu was then pulled up by Yin Huaiyu, and he watched as he moved the books on the bookshelf, opened a hidden compartment, and twisted a vase placed inside; a secret door on another wall of the room opened.

Yin Huaiyu brought Ling Wu inside, his tall, straight body blocking the exit: "Stay inside properly! I will come to pick you up later."

"Behave."

Ling Wu felt for the switch in the secret room and turned on the lights. The entire room's layout was very oppressive; the walls were hung with many grotesque and bloody paintings, various musical instruments were placed about, one wall was covered in red and black paint, and the table was filled with all sorts of "torture instruments" polished from iron, all of which highlighted the darkness and psychological distortion of the room's owner...

The chain was still on Ling Wu's leg.

It dragged along the floor with a crisp sound as he moved.

Ling Wu searched the room, but found nothing useful after opening the drawers and cabinets. He pushed a drawer back in and saw a guitar hanging on the wall.

The incandescent light made his eyes shine brightly.

Ling Wu took the guitar down from the wall, placed it on the floor, loosened the tuning pegs at the headstock, slowly turned them to slacken the strings, then pulled one end of a steel string out from the peg hole, flipped the guitar body over, removed the slackened end of the string from the bridge, and pulled out a thin steel wire.

He sat on the floor, his whole person exuding a very calm aura.

The lock on Ling Wu's ankle chain did not have an overly complex lock core design or a multi-bolt structure. He inserted the thin steel wire into the keyhole, twisted it lightly, skillfully pushed the pins to the correct height, and made the lock core turn.

"Click!"

The lock fell to the floor.

Ling Wu threw the chain far away.

The problem of mobility was solved, but there were guards in the villa at all times; successfully escaping would not be an easy task...

At this moment, in the living room.

Yin Shuyi sat upright; the glasses on the bridge of his nose made him appear overly cold and unfeeling. Jing Du sat beside him, rarely not wearing a suit and tie, his attire very casual.

Yin Huaiyu came down from upstairs. He was already in a bad mood, and seeing them made him even less happy; his expression was very unpleasant.

"Uncle, you must help me seek justice." Jing Du set down his teacup.

Yin Shuyi showed nothing on the surface, but he was holding back a fire inside. This junior of the Jing Family was usually humble, polite, and outstanding, yet he was also a great romantic who had been bewitched, coming all the way to Jinghe Manor to seek justice, claiming that his rebellious son had captured his lover.

He naturally knew what kind of character his son had.

He was used to acting wildly outside and didn't know how to restrain himself.

He had even snatched someone from the Jing Family.

Absurd!

Utterly absurd!

Yin Shuyi knew the Jing Family and the Wei Family were engaged. Whatever "lover" meant, it sounded nice, but in reality, it was nothing more than the status of a mistress. He had dominated the business world for many years and couldn't be bothered with these trivial matters that couldn't be brought to the table, but Jing Du happened to use business matters to make veiled suggestions, lowering his posture and flattering him.

Although Yin Shuyi felt Jing Du's handling of this matter was very inappropriate.

But one does not strike a person who is smiling; could he really just sit by and do nothing?

Yin Shuyi lifted his eyelids, imposing without anger, and said in a cold voice: "Rebellious son! Look at the good deed you've done. Where have you hidden the person?"

"What person?" Yin Huaiyu put his hands in his pockets, his manner slouching: "Adu, you lost someone and came to me to find them; what kind of logic is that?"

He knew Jing Du would not give up until he saw the person.

Therefore, as if he had a clear conscience, Yin Huaiyu spread his hands and said with a very indifferent air: "Since you don't believe me, turn this villa upside down and look. I already said, I can't perform magic and conjure a person out of thin air."

"Feel free to search these rooms however you like."

"How about it?"

Seeing his attitude and words, Jing Du knew that even if he searched, he certainly wouldn't find where the person was, but he was almost even more certain that Ling Wu was hidden right here in this villa.