Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot - Chapter 214

Chapter 214: He Is Black Hawk’s Third Master

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Gu Ci’s emotions were tumultuous, her face pale as she leaned against the door of the operating room. Li Jiang still had Lu Zhiyuan’s blood on his hands, yet he remained composed, handling things methodically.

The security team cleared this floor entirely and stationed urgently. Gu Ci stared at the operating room’s lights, her eyes red.

Lu Zhiyuan, please don’t die!

Please, don’t die at any cost!

It was a burden she couldn’t bear. She had experienced it once, and it was etched into her soul.

She prayed humbly to the heavens, begging for no harm to come. As long as Lu Zhiyuan stayed alive, she was willing to pay any price, even if it meant trading one life for another. Jiang Junlin and Gu Ziyu were both there with her. Gu Ziyu held her hand and said, “Mom…”

Jiang Junlin had heard Gu Ziyu call Gu Ci “mom” more than once. This child always mixed up his titles, often calling her “mom” or “sister” back when they were in China.

He called Jiang Junlin “uncle” and “brother.”

“Mom” and “sister,” “uncle” and “brother”…

Jiang Junlin found the incident with Lu Zhiyuan more memorable than Gu Ziyu did. In moments of crisis, subconscious words were the most genuine.

“Ziyu, don’t be afraid. I’m fine.” Gu Ci suppressed her heartache and held Ziyu’s hand. “We’re all together as a family.”

Ziyu nodded; he was also frightened by the accident involving Lu Zhiyuan.

It was indeed a rare accident.

“Li Jiang, what happened? Was there a problem with the brakes?” Ziyu asked. “During the race today, DRS was malfunctioning on and off. Did you not replace the rear wing and parts before the race? Why was the stability so poor?” “Young Master!” Li Jiang’s face was grave. “There was a bullet hole in the rear wing. This is not an ordinary accident. Someone was hiding in the audience and fired two shots, causing the car to malfunction.”

As Lu Zhiyuan crossed the finish line, the crowd erupted in cheers, drowning out the faint sound of the silenced pistol.

Jiang Junlin suddenly looked up, squinting his eyes.

“Are you sure?” Ziyu asked.

“Absolutely sure!” Li Jiang had rushed Lu Zhiyuan to the hospital immediately. Ji Chi remained at the scene and sent people to collect all the wreckage, which was now being used for ballistics simulations.

The Black Hawk’s surveillance system had been activated immediately, capturing videos and photos, identifying and profiling every audience member, and investigating suspicious individuals.

After the ballistic simulation, they could narrow down the search area and reduce their workload.

Jiang Junlin walked away from Gu Ci and Ziyu, avoiding their gaze, and called Zhang Qiang. “I told you to cancel the operation to assassinate Lu Zhiyuan. Who disobeyed my orders?”

“Master, none of our people entered the venue after you canceled the operation.”

“It wasn’t us?” Jiang Junlin sighed in relief, then looked at Gu Ci and Ziyu. When he saw Gu Ci on the stand, looking expectant with a smile in her eyes, he changed his mind.

Lu Zhiyuan was the third young master, and harming him in any way would do more harm than good. Jiang Junlin didn’t want Gu Ci and Lu Zhiyuan to be even remotely connected. But for Gu Ci’s smile, he was willing to compromise.

He felt deeply frustrated by the hardships Gu Ci had endured during her upbringing. If she wanted a man, he would make sure the man was clean, tie him up with a bow, and present him as a gift.

Except for Lu Zhiyuan!

But if Lu Zhiyuan were to die, Gu Ci’s happiness would be shattered.

Seeing Lu Zhiyuan’s accident, Gu Ci had experienced extreme emotions and even coughed up blood. Jiang Junlin was relieved he had canceled the operation; otherwise, he would have felt guilty towards Gu Ci.

“The Black Hawk will investigate. Since it wasn’t us, let it go,” Jiang Junlin said, frowning. “Wait, privately investigate Pei Qiuying.”

“Yes, Master!”

In Paris, the winter days lost sunlight by five o’clock, and it was completely dark by six. Gu Ci’s mood was like an endless night, heavy and dark. Jiang Junlin said, “You’re in the hospital; go get a check-up.”

“Brother, I’m really fine,” Gu Ci said. “The instability of my blood and energy after the sudden emotional highs and lows has already passed.”

Ji Chi saw the surveillance report. Black Hawk was highly efficient; they had invested in a technology company five years ago that had made significant progress in surveillance technology. Ji Chi identified six suspicious individuals.

“Monitor all of them.”

“Understood!”

Under his command, Chen Rushi’s people went to work. In City A, Chen Rush! looked at the information brought by his subordinates, coldly curling his lips. It was indeed Lu Zhiyuan, and his initial suspicion had been correct; Lu Zhiyuan was the Third Young Master.

This identity had been kept remarkably secret. What surprised Chen Rush! even more was that Ji Chi was also affiliated with the Third Young Master. He had feigned allegiance, but after this car accident, Lu Zhiyuan’s identity could no longer be concealed.

Chen Rush! said, “Pei Qiuying, you have truly impressed me.”

In the hospital, Gu Ci stood numb, feeling nothing.

Tonight was Christmas Eve!

Whether it was the attack or Lu Zhiyuan’s accident, it didn’t affect the festive atmosphere of Paris on Christmas Eve. It was a grand holiday for them, with lively celebrations all around the streets.

Outside the window, the snowfall intensified.

Gu Ci felt cold; the cold wind blew through the window and chilled her to the bone. Jiang Junlin took off his coat, wrapped it around her, and held Gu Ci in his arms, gently patting her shoulder.

“Don’t be afraid; he’ll be fine.”

Gu Ci hugged Jiang Junlin and nodded. Gu Ziyu felt a bit jealous; it was all because he was such a little guy that he couldn’t hug his mom.

Outside the hospital, Christmas fireworks lit up the sky, accompanied by music, creating a lively and festive atmosphere. The hospital seemed even paler and colder. Ji Chi had arrived in the early morning, bringing some food for Gu Ci, Jiang Junlin, and Gu Ziyu. He also brought a replacement team of twenty people, giving the others a chance to rest. Li Jiang also had some free time to tidy up in the restroom. Jiang Junlin patted Gu Ci. “I’m going to the restroom.”

“Alright!”

After Li Jiang finished tidying up, he left the restroom, and Jiang Junlin, at the sink, washed his hands leisurely. He waited until he heard footsteps fading in the distance, then glanced at the trash can.

He was about to reach for something, but then he recoiled, disgust evident on his face. He grabbed two stacks of tissue paper, wrapped them around his hand, and reluctantly picked up the paper Li Jiang had just discarded.

The paper was covered in blood. Jiang Junlin rolled it up with a layer of clean tissue paper and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

When Jiang Junlin returned, Gu Ziyu’s eyes widened, his expression as if struck by lightning. He pointed at the operating room. “He…he…he is Black Hawk’s Third Young Master?”

Due to the drafty soundproofing, his stammering and frustration diluted the grim atmosphere outside the operating room.

Ji Chi was taken aback. “You didn’t know?”

“Why would I know?” Gu Ziyu was angry. “You guys are really something!”

He had been calling him “dad,” and he hadn’t even told him. He was very angry! “So, Black Hawk is also his?” Gu Ziyu asked angrily. “The one I’ve been clashing with online, it’s him, right?”

“Oh…”

Gu Ziyu was so furious he almost flew into the sky. He kicked Ji Chi, but his strength was so feeble that it didn’t even hurt.. “Why didn’t you tell me?”