Chapter 597: No clues found!

Driving nonstop, Lin Yuan reached the downstairs of Su Monong's safe house in just over ten minutes.

The moment Lin Yuan went upstairs and knocked, the door was opened by Su Monong.

Su Monong's eyes were bloodshot and her face was exhausted.

Her fingertips still bore fresh tear traces.

The moment she saw Lin Yuan, Su Monong's tense emotions surged again, her voice choking: "Lin Yuan, you finally came……"

"Don't panic, we'll go look for your daughter right now." Lin Yuan supported her arm, steadied her, and said.

Lin Yuan calmly arranged, "Let's start searching nearby, checking every place she often goes; she probably hasn't gone far."

Su Monong nodded firmly, grabbed her bag, and hurried downstairs with Lin Yuan……

The two walked side by side toward the street, only their hurried footsteps echoing in the night.

Lin Yuan searched while calling Su Zhiyuan, but her phone went unanswered……

They first carefully inspected the streets around the safe house……

The two inquired at each late-night convenience store and snack shop.

But the clerks all shook their heads…… indicating they hadn't seen Su Zhiyuan.

Next, they drove to the nightclubs and bars where Su Zhiyuan occasionally hung out with friends.

They also went to the Goddess Bar.

Although the bar was still lit, after asking the bartender and regulars…… they all confirmed Su Zhiyuan hadn't come tonight.

Afterwards, they headed to the Su family villa……

After opening the door, the interior was cold and pitch black.

Lin Yuan accompanied Su Monong as they searched every room of the villa……

From Su Zhiyuan's bedroom to the study, even checking corners of the courtyard, they still saw no trace of her.

Unwilling to give up, the two drove to the Su Group……

They checked Su Zhiyuan's workstation and break room floor by floor……

And the tea room she sometimes used……

In the huge company, only security guards patrolled, with no sign of Su Zhiyuan.

Along the way, Su Monong called Su Zhiyuan on WeChat every few minutes.

Lin Yuan also repeatedly dialed Su Zhiyuan's phone number……

But the receiver kept playing the cold prompt "no one answered."

The messages they sent also vanished without a trace.

The two searched from late night until just before dawn……

They had practically checked every place Su Zhiyuan usually frequents……

Su Monong's steps…… went from hurried to heavy, yet they never found any clue about Su Zhiyuan.

Su Monong stopped, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.

Su Monong's eyes reddened again, her voice more anxious and panicked: "Where on earth did Zhiyuan go…… why won't she even answer the phone……"

Lin Yuan looked at her lost and dejected state, also feeling grave.

Lin Yuan reached out and gently patted her back to comfort her.

Su Monong slowly slid down the wall, hugging her knees tightly.

Her tears…… fell like beads from a broken string.

Su Monong kept murmuring self-reproachful words, her voice full of regret:

"It's my fault…… all my fault…… I shouldn't have been that close to you, and then she found out…… She relies on you so much, likes you so much, she definitely couldn't accept this, which is why she stormed off in anger……"

Seeing this, Lin Yuan leaned over and gently pulled her into his embrace.

Lin Yuan's palm gently stroked her back to soothe her.

Lin Yuan spoke steadily, comforting: "Don't blame yourself; this isn't just your problem—I share responsibility. Don't worry, your daughter will be fine; she's just hit a snag for a moment. I'm calling the City Public Security Bureau now to have them help investigate; we'll surely find her."

It was already past midnight.

The sky…… remained shrouded in heavy darkness.

Only scattered streetlights cast dim yellow glows on the street.

Lin Yuan helped Su Monong up and stepped to the side.

Lin Yuan dialed Mu Lingxue's number.

After the call connected, he briefly explained Su Zhiyuan's runaway situation and asked Mu Lingxue to use police connections to investigate.

On the call, Mu Lingxue understood the urgency, immediately agreed, and promptly deployed police to launch a search.

Mu Lingxue said she would retrieve surveillance footage along the route, check suspicious areas, and fully assist in the search.

After hanging up with Mu Lingxue, Lin Yuan then called An Yunxi.

An Yunxi manages the Goddess Bar, has wide connections and reliable news in the city, and is a notable figure in the Underground Jianghu.

On the call, An Yunxi learned that Su Zhiyuan had run away late at night, her whereabouts unknown……

An Yunxi immediately pledged full assistance.

An Yunxi immediately ordered the bar's brothers to split up, inquire about Su Zhiyuan's whereabouts, covering every street corner and hidden spot she might appear.

Lin Yuan, however, still felt uneasy.

He also called the Goddess, Lin Yun'er.

In the early hours, Goddess Lin Yun'er seemed still asleep.

She was awakened by Lin Yuan's urgent call.

Lin Yuan told the Goddess about Su Zhiyuan's disappearance.

Furthermore, I hope to beseech the goddess for help.

On the phone, Goddess Lin Yun'er, upon hearing this, did not refuse and readily agreed.

Lin Yun'er said she would mobilize the underground forces of the Divine Phoenix Group to help find someone...

Thus, Lin Yuan, on one hand, leveraged Mu Lingxue's police force, starting with surveillance screening and regular police manhunt;

On the other hand, he relied on An Yunxi's street influence to gather civilian news.

Both black and white forces exerted effort together, weaving a tight search net, solely to quickly find Su Zhiyuan.

After Lin Yuan had arranged everything, he returned to Su Monong's side.

He gently held her cold hand and said in a low voice: "I have already contacted the City Public Security Bureau, and also some friends from the martial world; with multiple forces acting together, we will have news soon. Let's first find a place to wait awhile, replenish our spirits, so we can set out immediately once we have a clue."

Su Monong gazed at Lin Yuan's determined eyes, and also learned that multiple parties were helping to search...

Her tense heartstrings slightly relaxed, and through misty tears she lightly nodded.

Lin Yuan could only first support Su Monong upstairs.

Now, the Thunder Tiger Sect still lurks in the dark.

Su Monong cannot suffer any more mishaps.

……

In the early morning, by the Qiantang Jiang, the night was as dark as ink.

The river wind carried a slight chill of water vapor… blowing against the mansions on the bank.

Inside an ultra-large, ultra-luxurious river-view flat, warm yellow light streamed through the door crack onto the hallway.

False Goddess Lin Yun'er, wearing simple pajamas, hurried anxiously to a bedroom door.

Lin Yun'er knocked urgently on the door, her voice low but unable to hide her urgency.

Inside the bedroom, Qin Bore was wearing a champagne-colored true silk nightgown, curled up asleep on the bed.

Moonlight poured through the huge floor-to-ceiling window onto her, outlining an exquisite sexy curve.

Qin Bore's long lashes drooped lightly, her expression tranquil, like a fairy fallen into the mortal world.

The knocking broke the indoor tranquility.

Qin Bore slowly opened her sleepy beautiful eyes, still bearing lingering sleepiness at the bottom.

Qin Bore's voice soft with a hint of laziness: "Come in."

Lin Yun'er pushed the door open and entered, quickly walking to the bedside.

Lin Yun'er bent over and whispered a report: "Miss, something has happened!"

Qin Bore rubbed her eyes, sat up dazedly, the true silk nightgown slipped off her shoulders, revealing a delicate collarbone.

Qin Bore's voice, hoarse from just waking, asked: "What happened?"

"Lin Yuan just called for help," Lin Yun'er said urgently, "He said Su Monong's daughter Su Zhiyuan couldn't be found, had gone missing, and wanted me, this 'false goddess,' to help find her whereabouts."

Qin Bore, upon hearing this, slightly narrowed her originally sleepy beautiful eyes.

The sleepiness in her eyes instantly faded a bit, a flash of sharp light passing through.

Qin Bore's tone was flat yet inquisitive: "Oh, really?"

She paused, her fingertips lightly tapping the edge of the bed, and added thoughtfully, "Lately, the Thunder Tiger Sect seems to have been causing trouble for Lin Yuan, right? Su Zhiyuan suddenly disappeared—could it be related to the Thunder Tiger Sect?"

"I... I don't know either." Lin Yun'er hastily shook her head, then said with a hint of difficulty, "Miss, you are the true Goddess. I, this impostor, am merely your secretary; how could I have the ability to mobilize manpower to find someone? Ultimately, this matter still requires you to take action."

Upon hearing this, Qin Bore slowly stretched, her posture revealing a languid charm as she extended herself.

Her champagne-colored silk pajama outlined her exquisite curves.

Qin Bore's tone carried a hint of nonchalance mixed with certainty: "Well then, Su Zhiyuan, though I don't know her, she is at least a friend of Lin Yuan. Since Lin Yuan has asked for help, I'll lend him a hand… after all, he's my man."

As her words fell, Qin Bore casually picked up the phone on the bedside table.

Her slender, delicate fingers dialed a number with practiced ease.

After the call connected, she shed her earlier languidness, her tone turning cold and stern, issuing a clear, concise command:

"Notify all, mobilize every informant and personnel of the Divine Phoenix Group to conduct a thorough search for Su Zhiyuan's whereabouts; no matter which corner of the city she is in, we must find her as soon as possible, and report any news to me immediately."

After hanging up, Qin Bore lifted her gaze to Lin Yun'er.

Qin Bore said lightly, "You should also keep an eye out for news; I suspect An Yunxi is also taking action on her end—any intersections or clues should be promptly reported to me."

Lin Yun'er hastily nodded in agreement: "Yes, Miss."

……

Elsewhere, the atmosphere inside the Safe House was so oppressive it made it hard to breathe.

Throughout the morning, Lin Yuan and Su Monong stayed here, not stepping away, waiting for news.

Su Monong curled up in the corner of the sofa, clutching her phone tightly with both hands.

Her gaze was vacant as she stared at the screen, afraid to miss any message or call,

Lin Yuan sat beside her, occasionally getting up to pace, his eyes repeatedly falling on the phone.

Lin Yuan tried to get good news from Mu Lingxue.

But each time he called, he received the same reply.

"Mu Lingxue just called back," Lin Yuan said after hanging up, his voice heavy as he looked at Su Monong, "The police have checked all nearby surveillance and interviewed relevant personnel, yet they still haven't found any trace of Zhi Yuan; they are continuing to deepen the investigation and expand the search scope."

Upon hearing this, Su Monong's already tense nerves became even more fragile.

Her anxiety, like a rising tide, engulfed her.

Su Monong bit her lower lip hard, tears welling in her beautiful eyes.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably: "It's been so long, and still no news…… Could Zhi Yuan really have come to harm?"

Lin Yuan quickly leaned over and grasped her hand, repeatedly soothing her.

But deep in Lin Yuan's own eyes, there was actually a growing anxiety and worry.

……

At the same time, inside the riverside grand flat on the banks of the Qiantang River.

Morning light poured through the huge floor-to-ceiling window into the living room, casting a soft glow on the polished marble floor.

Qin Bore had just finished a yoga session, and she was slowly coming out of the pose.

She wore a black form-fitting yoga outfit, the fabric clinging to her skin, outlining her exquisite figure to perfection.

Her slender waist could not be encircled by one hand.

Her tight abdominal line was faintly visible beneath the fabric.

Her long, straight, slender legs gleamed with a delicate sheen in the morning light.

Qin Bore lowered her gaze slightly, raising her hand to gently wipe the thin sweat at her temples.

A few strands of damp hair clung to her cheeks, adding a touch of lazy allure.

As Qin Bore finished the pose, her bending motion fully displayed the elegant curves of her shoulders, neck, waist, and hips.

Every posture exuded a lethal sensuality, yet her aloof demeanor added an air of refined detachment.

After finishing yoga, Qin Bore casually picked up a shawl nearby and draped it over her shoulders.

She walked slowly toward the resting area, intending to pour a cup of warm water.

Just then, Lin Yun'er hurried in from outside, her expression betraying undisguised urgency and anxiety.

Lin Yun'er quickly approached Qin Bore, bowed, and reported: 'Miss, we found her! At last we have located Su Zhiyuan's whereabouts!'