"Everyone, Qi has something to do at the moment, so he will take a step forward and say goodbye." Qi Yuantai cupped his fists and handed over his hands, and said to his chess friends.
"Farewell, Mr. Qi, go slowly."
"Mr. Qi, walk slowly."
Tianyuan Weiqi Club is a high-end membership-based place. If you want to enter, you must pay an expensive membership fee. The people who can come here to play chess are either rich or noble, and they are all prominent figures in Yanjin.
It is precisely for this reason that Bai Jumin secretly followed and monitored him and could only move outside the Go club, and he could not enter at all.
Seeing that Qi Yuantai's face was not very good, Qi Sheng said: "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Qi Yuantai said: "Maybe it's because I stayed there for too long and I feel a little tight in my chest."
"Let's go and see Dr. Mao?"
"good."
Qi Sheng opened the car door, Qi Yuantai bent over and got in, and the car sped westward.
A black car drove out from the darkness. In the car were Bai Jumin and three of his men. Bai Jumin said to the driver: "Don't follow too close, this old guy is haunted."
Ten minutes later, the driver said: "Team Leader Bai, the route is wrong, Qi Yuantai is not going home..."
Bai Jumin said: "I saw it, drive your car well!"
Whether it was in the Tianyuan Go Club or on Qi Yuantai's way home, Bai Jumin never found an opportunity to strike because of the crowds of people.
Seeing Qi Yuantai's car driving into a small alley, Bai Jumin's spirits were lifted and he ordered: "Everyone, stay alert and prepare to take action!"
Ten minutes later.
The car stopped in front of the door of a two-story building. There was a plaque hanging on the door with seven characters written in flying phoenixes: Mao Ensheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Qi Yuantai got out of the car and walked into the clinic with Qi Sheng's support.
Mao Ensheng belongs to a family of traditional Chinese medicine and is quite famous in Yanjin. Because the clinic charges high prices, few people come here to see a doctor.
"Mr. Qi, what's wrong with you?"
"My chest feels a little tight and my head feels dizzy..."
"Chest tightness is mostly caused by poor Qi and blood...reach out your hand and I will take your pulse."
In the diagnosis and treatment room, Mao Ensheng closed his eyes slightly and put his fingers on Qi Yuantai's wrist.
As soon as the door opened, Shen Zhifeng stepped in, pulled out a chair, sat down, and said, "Dr. Mao, please go out first, and I will have a few words with Mr. Qi."
"Who are you?" Sensing that the visitor was unkind, Mao Ensheng slowly retreated to the door and suddenly stretched out his hand to open the door.
"Come..." Mao Ensheng was about to call someone, but when he saw the situation outside, he immediately shut up.
The two nurses were missing. A "Closed Today" sign was hung on the door of the clinic. Two spies were guarding the door. The clinic had been controlled by Bai Jumin.
Mao Ensheng was rushed to the ward, and the two nurses were also temporarily detained here.
"Dr. Mao, I'm sorry. This matter has nothing to do with you. Just stay here!" After saying this, Bai Jumin closed the door with a bang.
In the clinic, Shen Zhifeng said: "Mr. Qi, let's make a long story short. I am meeting you in this way just to get an answer. To be more precise, it is a person's name!"
"Who are you?" Qi Yuantai took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is the answer."
"what is the answer?"
"Who asked you to bail Xu Wenxiu?"
Qi Yuantai's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized, "Are you a policeman?"
Shen Zhifeng said: "You haven't answered my question yet. Once you know the answer, I will naturally tell you who I am."
"That man is a friend of Laochan."
"His name, occupation, residence."
"Your conduct is worse than that of robbers and bandits. I have nothing to say to people like you!"
Qi Yuantai knew very well that the person in front of him was most likely an agent of the Secrecy Bureau, and he could never reveal that person's identity to him.
Shen Zhifeng reached out and took out his pistol, loaded the bullet with a click, pointed the black muzzle at Qi Yuantai, and said solemnly: "Qi, don't be so shameless, I can send you to see the Lord of Hell with just a flick of my finger!"
Qi Yuantai looked calm and sneered: "I have lived a long time and have seen many docks in Yanjin. This is not the first time someone has pointed a gun at my head. Come on, if you are brave enough, shoot me. Look.
When I see it, it will be me or you who will die!"
Shen Zhifeng opened his briefcase, took out a silencer from it, slowly screwed it on the barrel of the gun, and said: "Mr. Qi, what I can guarantee is that if you shoot here, no one outside will hear the sound of the gunfire."
Qi Yuantai took out his handkerchief again and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt weak now and just wanted to lie down and rest.
"Come here, bring Qi Sheng in!" Shen Zhifeng said to the door.
The door rang, and Qi Sheng stepped in under the supervision of Bai Jumin.
Coming closer to Shen Zhifeng, Bai Jumin said in a low voice: "I just asked, and this guy didn't know anything about it."
He could only scare Qi Yuantai, but Shen Zhifeng didn't dare to take action, so he didn't need to be too polite to Qi Sheng. After all, he was just a servant.
"Mr. Qi, if you don't tell me who that person is, don't blame me for being rude!" Shen Zhifeng raised his pistol and pointed it at Qi Sheng.
Qi Yuantai suddenly stood up and said angrily: "How dare you!"
"What am I afraid of?" Shen Zhifeng smiled and pulled the trigger with his finger.
"boom!"
A mute gunshot rang out, Qi Sheng fell to the ground, and the bullet hit his calf.
Shen Zhifeng did not want to make the matter a big deal and bloodletted Qi Sheng. The purpose of doing so was just to put pressure on Qi Yuantai.
However, many times, people cannot control the progress of things at will, and unexpected changes always occur.
Seeing Qi Sheng fall to the ground after being shot, Qi Yuantai's face turned pale, he sat down on the chair, and his forehead was instantly covered with dense beads of sweat.
Bai Jumin whispered: "Director, the old guy is really scared. I think there is something interesting..."
Seeing this scene, Qi Sheng struggled to crawl over regardless of the pain in his injured leg, calling urgently: "Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qi Yuantai sat back on his chair, out of breath, pointing at his heart, his lips trembling but unable to say a word.
Shen Zhifeng felt something was wrong and said to Bai Jumin: "Quick, call the doctor over!"
After a while, Mao Ensheng walked in quickly, pinched the person and massaged his heart. After working for more than ten minutes, Qi Yuantai finally died.
"Doctor Mao, how are you?" Qi Sheng asked in a trembling voice.
Mao Ensheng sighed and said, "Alas, Mr. Qi died of illness."
"Sick, died of illness?"
"Looking at the circumstances of the attack, it should be a sudden heart attack."
"Our master is in good health, how could he have a heart attack?"
"Well, it's hard to say. Sometimes I'm stimulated by the outside world, such as..."
Mao Ensheng didn't say any more and glanced at Shen Zhifeng subconsciously.
Qi Sheng was stunned and couldn't believe the fact before him. A person who was still alive in the morning suddenly disappeared.
Shen Zhifeng was also very upset. Qi Yuantai didn't get sick early in the morning and didn't get sick later, but he got sick just in time for the interrogation. Could this be the legendary providence?
Bai Jumin whispered: "Director, let's go."
Shen Zhifeng nodded and led the others out of the clinic in despair.
"Stop, you can't leave, you executioners..." Qi Sheng shouted at the top of his lungs from behind.
Outside the clinic, a man was hiding in a car, holding a camera in his hand, and kept pressing the shutter at Shen Zhifeng and his group coming out of the clinic.