50: Yellow Bird

Stepping out of the elevator on the sixth floor, Yan Zhuohua understood why they hadn't considered the issue of cell phones.

Yan Qinghe's phone was lying on the floor, but he was nowhere to be seen. It looked like he had been drugged as soon as he stepped out of the elevator. However, Yan Zhuohua wasn't anxious. He had just sent a message to Yan Qinghe telling him to watch out for knockout drugs and to remember to control his breathing, and he had received a reply from Yan Qinghe.

For the safety of their children, besides throwing them into the Military Camp, the Yan Family would also send them to hospitals for drug resistance training. Not many people from other families knew about this, especially the Zhao family, which hadn't conducted safety training for three generations.

Moreover, Yan Zhuohua was only about a minute behind them and could precisely pinpoint Yan Qinghe's location, which was why he felt confident letting Yan Qinghe go "fishing." If Yan Qinghe could still get into trouble with such arrangements, he might as well yield the position of family head to his Older Female Cousin, someone who slacked off through the entire training process, rather than continue to disgrace their instructors.

Picking up the phone from the floor, Yan Zhuohua unlocked the screen and, as expected, saw the code left by Yan Qinghe.

A person walked toward him; it was the Waiter from earlier.

When the Waiter saw Yan Zhuohua there, his face instantly turned pale.

"Sir, you... why are you here... Ah!" Yan Zhuohua didn't waste words and knocked him out directly.

Yan Qinghe's location on his phone had stopped moving. Judging by the distance, it should be the innermost room. Yan Zhuohua didn't linger and hurried toward the location, not forgetting to drag the unconscious Waiter along with him.

The positioning was very accurate, so Yan Zhuohua quickly found the room.

He stood at the door, turned on his phone's camera, and then knocked on the door a specific number of times.

The sound of fighting soon rang out from inside the room.

Yan Zhuohua immediately kicked open the locked door.

Yan Qinghe had already beaten the people in the room until they couldn't move. Seeing Yan Zhuohua enter, he didn't forget to remind him to watch out for the glass shards under his feet.

Yan Zhuohua entered the room holding his phone and handed Yan Qinghe's phone back to him.

Three people were lying on the floor of the room. One of them was wearing a medical mask and gloves, looking like a doctor. The other two were wearing black suits, typical bodyguard uniforms.

Zhao Zijing, who hadn't appeared until now, was lying on the bed, motionless; only a slight rise and fall of her chest proved she was still alive.

"Did you use restraint? Don't beat them to death."

"Yan Zhuohua, what's wrong with you? You asked me to be the bait, yet you don't care if I'm hurt and actually worry about them?" Yan Qinghe angrily accused this cold-blooded person.

"...Stop acting. I'm recording evidence here to show the police later."

"Oh, I'm fine, and they're fine too. They've just been knocked out temporarily." Yan Qinghe's acting skills had improved significantly lately; he could switch personas in an instant, a feat that would even make Zhuoyue admit defeat.

By the time Yan Zhuohua had finished recording all the evidence in the room, Old Master Zhao, Zhao Zhongkai, and the others finally arrived late, bringing along a group of bewildered "witnesses."

Since Yan Zhuohua had just kicked the door open, it couldn't block the view from outside at all. Now, the group of people stood looking at each other in silence.

Zhao Zhongkai never expected to see a scene like this.

How did Yan Zhuohua find this place? And they had arranged for someone to spray knockout gas as soon as Yan Qinghe stepped out of the elevator; how was he standing here so energetically now?

Before he could ask what was going on, Yan Zhuohua kindly explained it to him.

"Someone drugged and kidnapped Qinghe, restricted his personal freedom, and intended to frame him... for illegal crimes. We've already called the police. They should be arriving soon, right?"

The expressions of Old Master Zhao and Zhao Zhongkai changed instantly.

"What is my nephew saying? Is there some misunderstanding?" Zhao Zhongkai's face was dark as he forced a smile.

"What misunderstanding? As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Qinghe's phone on the floor, and the scent of the latest anesthetic spray was still in the air. When I found this place, I discovered these people ganging up on him three-to-one, and your family's illegitimate daughter is lying on the bed!" Yan Zhuohua articulated every detail clearly. Since the Zhao family had arranged so many prominent "witnesses," shouldn't he make good use of them?

Zhao Zhongkai wanted to say more, but he was stopped by Old Master Zhao, Zhao Mingting.

"Zhuohua, it's our fault that something happened to the Head of the Yan Family on our premises. I forgot to tell everyone that valuable antiques are temporarily stored on this floor, so some security measures were arranged. I suppose the Head of the Yan Family didn't know and was attacked as an intruder."

What a story, Yan Zhuohua thought with a disdainful smile.

"Old Master Zhao's explanation makes a lot of sense, but I'd like to ask one more time: are you sure?"

Zhao Mingting naturally couldn't admit to his conspiracy. "That is exactly how it is. I am very clear about it."

"Fine, then remember your words well—'very clear.' Don't change your story when the police get here." Yan Zhuohua was just thinking that Old Master Zhao must have used Zhao Zhongkai to do the work to avoid leaving his own traces, and was wondering how to implicate Old Master Zhao as well. He hadn't expected him to deliver himself to the door.

Although the Zhao family wanted to clear the scene, the "witnesses" at the door hadn't left. On one hand, Yan Zhuohua requested everyone to stay and continue acting as these "witnesses" to a situation everyone understood perfectly; on the other hand, it was a rare opportunity to witness firsthand a major conflict between the top wealthy families of A City without fear of retaliation, so everyone was more than happy to stay.

The witnesses outside were mostly shrewd people, and it was almost impossible to silence so many of them. Furthermore, since Xu Feng, Li Wu, and the others were mixed in among them, Yan Zhuohua wasn't worried at all about anyone fabricating evidence.

Thanks to Yan Zhuohua reporting it early, the police arrived at the scene quickly.

When Yan Zhuohua saw the police walking over, he slowly shifted his steps, revealing the still-unconscious Waiter behind him.

The dark faces of Zhao Mingting and Zhao Zhongkai turned pale instantly.

Why was the Waiter here?

Of course the Waiter was here. Otherwise, why did you think I came up so fast? Wasn't it just to catch him? Yan Zhuohua understood their confusion perfectly. He had been blocking the way just now specifically to hide this news and set a trap for them.

Zhao Mingting and the others knew things had taken a turn for the worse. They had confidently spun their lies just now because everyone inside was their own people, and they could make the stories match. But this Waiter was different. His presence could directly prove that Yan Qinghe coming to this floor was arranged by Zhao Zhongkai, which directly punctured their lie about him "intruding by mistake." And Zhao Mingting's words just now inevitably meant he was also in the know, and he would be taken away together with them.

Originally, the Zhao family intended to send this Waiter out of the country immediately after the deed was done, but they never expected him to be caught directly.

The police didn't care about the status of the people present and took everyone to the station. Because there were too many people for the police cars, those "witnesses" quite excitedly drove their own cars to follow them to the police station.

The two from the Zhao family were utterly despondent.

The follow-up entertainment for Zhao Zixing's birthday banquet could only continue at the police station.

Everyone loved it, except for the Zhao family.