Chapter 185: Climbing the High Branch

This sentence made Jiang Yicheng's pupils shrink, and he re-examined Xuanyuan Qing, who had been standing still all along. Could it be that this seemingly ordinary woman was hiding a figure who could rival Lin Yu?

"As long as you arrest her, the Guanzhong Group will immediately inject 15 billion!" Zheng Xuecheng's hoarse shout broke the silence, the veins on his forehead bulging. This number made Jiang Yicheng breathe rapidly; the political achievement project of the new environmental protection city was related to his official career promotion.

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, Xuanyuan Qing's cold voice sounded: "Thirty billion. If I inject this amount, can this person disappear?"

She pointed her slender finger straight at Zheng Xuecheng, shocking everyone present into gasping.

Jiang Yicheng shook his head with a wry smile: "Girl, this is not a money game. Young Master Zheng's 15 billion was passed by the group's board of directors..."

"My thirty billion is cash reserves that can be mobilized at any time."

Xuanyuan Qing interrupted the other party and took out the gold-inlaid black card from her handbag. The sunlight refracted on the diamond logo on the card, making people unable to open their eyes.

Lü Xiaowan suddenly let out a sharp sneer: "Dirty money earned from the nightclub, right? I don't know how the last ten million was..."

Before the words were finished, the door of the bank VIP hall opened, and Wu Tai walked out quickly with a happy face, followed by the lobby manager bowing and greeting.

When Lü Xiaowan asked about the deposit amount unwillingly, the manager responded appropriately: "Mr. Wu is a top VIP of this bank, specific assets are commercial secrets."

This answer made her lose her voice instantly, her carefully decorated fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

Wu Tai scratched his square head and grinned: "Thanks to the girl for the life-saving money, my sister's surgery fee is settled."

His two-meter-plus burly body was like an iron tower, but he bowed respectfully in front of Xuanyuan Qing.

"Interested in being a personal bodyguard?" Xuanyuan Qing suddenly asked, looking at the rock-like muscle lines of the other party.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tai's eyes lit up, and he slapped his chest with a palm as large as a fan, making a thumping sound: "As long as I'm fed, that's fine! I'm best at cleaning up trash!"

Wu Tai was overjoyed and rubbed his hands: "Great! As long as the girl doesn't think I'm stupid!"

Xuanyuan Qing snapped her fingers with a smile in her eyes: "From now on, you are my close guard."

Jiang Yicheng stared at the contract and gasped; the ten-million reward only required abolishing Zheng Xuecheng's four limbs, a hand that made even the Prefect who had seen many storms stunned.

It should be known that this amount was enough to buy a life, and the willfulness of this plain-clothed girl far exceeded imagination.

"Prefect Jiang!" Zheng Xuecheng, who should have been seeking medical treatment, struggled and roared, "Arrest her! I'll sign the 15 billion investment agreement now!"

Jiang Yicheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his gaze shifting between the calm Xuanyuan Qing and the crazy Zheng Xuecheng.

Zheng Zemin and Zhao Baitong, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, had already noticed the clues.

The so-called onlookers were hidden with many Tang Sect elites and Rong Sect masters, and the situation on the entire street was actually firmly controlled by the silent Lin-surnamed man.

"Shut up, you brat!" Zheng Zemin scolded sternly, unable to bear it any longer, "If you dare to speak nonsense again, even the old man can't protect you!"

Zheng Xuecheng laughed wildly: "What kind of character can a mere Huacheng have? Believe it or not, I can even remove your official position."

This arrogant declaration made Jiang Yicheng's pupils shrink, and he turned to Xuanyuan Qing and tested: "Thirty billion investment... really?"

The young girl casually showed the platinum emblem card, cold light sweeping across everyone's eyes: "If the Prefect has doubts, you can verify the assets now."

Lin Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly opened his mouth: "This is all the family property you just inherited."

"Uncle Lin Yu." Xuanyuan Qing's eyes lost their murderous aura as she turned, "If I can make up for regrets, what is thirty billion? Besides, this is a proper investment." She raised her eyebrows and looked at Jiang Yicheng, "Prefect, am I right?"

When the three characters "Xuanyuan Qing" entered his ears, Jiang Yicheng was struck by lightning.

In the distance, murderous intent burst into Zheng Zemin's eyes, while Zhao Baitong revealed a look of sudden realization.

The Prefect suddenly straightened his back and said in a deep voice: "Taking a life is against the law, but making him live worse than death, this official can mediate."

Xuanyuan Qing's fingertips brushed over the silver needle bag at her waist, looking down at the two people sitting on the ground: "As for these two, perhaps they should taste the Nine-Turn Heart-Devouring Needle?"

She hooked her lips into a cold arc, the surgical scalpel refracting cold light in the moonlight.

Prefect Jiang played with the jade thumb ring, the encrypted documents in his briefcase rustling: "Since Dr. Xuanyuan has spoken, the thirty billion in charity funds will be allocated to the Charity Foundation immediately."

He deliberately emphasized the two words "charity funds," shocking Xiao Yang so much that the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

Lü Xiaowan staggered back, her high heels snapping with a "click".

She suddenly realized that this intern who had worked the night shift in the emergency room was hiding a seven-star jade pendant under her white coat, which was a token that only the chief of the National Medical Hall was qualified to possess.

Lin Yu tapped the purple sandalwood cane, and as the dark patterns flowed, the entire antique street held its breath instantly.

The eighteen bronze men of the Rong Sect knelt on one knee in unison, while the black iron command flags of the Tang Sect secret guards fluttered in the night wind.

The two factions were distinct, but shouted in unison: "Respectfully send off the Pavilion Master!"

"Farewell, Young Master Lin."

Zheng Zemin gripped his suddenly hot phone, catching a glimpse of the dragon totem jumping on the encrypted screen. His hand loosening his tie trembled slightly; this ordinary rainy night had actually alarmed both the Military Special Operations Division and the National Security Bureau Nine.

"Why do you think she calls Master Lin uncle?" Zheng Zemin threw the encrypted letter on the bluestone slab, the official seal glowing coldly in the moonlight. "The surname Xuanyuan has been sealed in the secret files of the Tai Hospital for thirty years."

When the shackles locked Zheng Xuecheng's wrists, he suddenly remembered the suspicious cultural relic auction three years ago.

The bronze square vessel that was auctioned at a sky-high price had the ancient seal script of "Xuanyuan" on its base.

And the one who raised the bid at that time was clearly Xu Jianhua's private secretary.

Amidst the police sirens, Lü Xiaowan suddenly laughed wildly, tearing off the jade pendant around her neck.

Xiao Yang's pupils shrank; the inner layer of the pendant was embedded with a micro-film, which was the classified file they had stolen from the medical university archives last month.

The heavy rain poured down, washing away the undried bloodstains on the bluestone slabs.

Xuanyuan Qing stroked the cowhide notebook left by her grandfather; on the missing page 137, a half-bloody fingerprint remained beside Xu Jianhua's signature.

Lü Xiaowan stiffened her neck and muttered: "Look at how capable Xuanyuan Qing is, she directly tamed Young Master Zheng, unlike some people, cowards and softies."

This remark was like a spark splashing into an oil pan, and Xiao Yang exploded instantly: "Yes, yes, I'm useless, then why did you chase me so desperately back then? Now that you find me an eyesore, why don't you learn from others and climb a high branch!"

"All of you, quiet down." The police officer in the back seat slapped the isolation fence heavily. The police officer driving in the front row sneered: "Do you know how much inheritance Xuanyuan Qing inherited? Thirty billion, does someone with this kind of family background still need to suck up to men?"

Lü Xiaowan reflexively wanted to refute, but the words turned around when they reached her lips: "Thirty... thirty billion? Where did she get so much money?"

"An inheritance case handled by the great lawyer Wang Suya, I heard the total assets are over ten billion." The police officer turned the steering wheel around the intersection, reflecting two dull faces in the rearview mirror. ===== CHAPTER 186 =====