Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Chapter 583

Team Leader Lu and his team slowly parked their car on a quiet street. The buildings on both sides of the street were somewhat old, giving people a sense of age. Not far away, there was a cleaning company. The company sign was a little faded, but the name was still recognizable.

Team Leader Lu and his companions exited the car and walked straight into the cleaning company. Their movements were swift and orderly, as if they were very familiar with the place. Once inside, they didn't linger for long, quickly getting into their respective cars and leaving together.

Team Leader Lu didn't come out with the others, as he seemed to have other things to deal with. However, he didn't stay in the cleaning company for too long, and soon he also walked out of the company.

"Boss Cheng, this is what we found in the garden there today. It must have been a tip from someone who sneaked in," Team Leader Lu said as he handed a plastic bag to Boss Cheng. "But I haven't opened it yet, and the guards there haven't noticed anything unusual."

Mr. Cheng took the plastic bag, nodded, and said, "I see. Aren't you guys going out to celebrate? Go quickly before anyone finds out anything."

After hearing what Mr. Cheng said, Team Leader Lu smiled, turned around and left the office.

After Team Leader Lu left, Mr. Cheng lifted the plastic bag and held it before his eyes, examining it carefully. His gaze was fixed on the bag, as if he wanted to see through it to see what was inside. Then, he slowly raised the bag under the fluorescent light, shining the light directly on it.

Mr. Cheng stared at the plastic bag, his eyes fixed on it, as if trying to see through it to the secret hidden within. "You're truly worthy of being our... best student. In just a month, you've already managed to infiltrate this illegal organization! It seems like victory is truly within reach for us!"

Mr. Cheng felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. While thinking happily, he quickly lowered his head. Because he had been staring at that thing for a long time, coupled with the exposure to fluorescent lights, his eyes had become blurred and he even felt a little dizzy.

"Alas, time is really unforgiving! It's only been a short while and I feel dizzy!" Mr. Cheng shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself with a wry smile.

He casually stuffed the plastic bag into his trouser pocket, then picked up his briefcase and keys, turned off the power, locked the door, and finally drove his car slowly home.

Sitting in the car, Mr. Cheng couldn't help but smile happily when he thought of his wife and children at home waiting for him to go home for dinner.

However, at that moment, there was a "beep," followed by a loud "bang," and the smile on Mr. Cheng's face instantly froze, replaced by a look of terror and blood. The hood of the car was lifted off the ground, and Mr. Cheng slumped over the steering wheel like a rag doll, motionless.

Mr. Cheng stared at the car across the street with his eyes wide open. The car door slowly opened, and two people stepped out. Their figures appeared blurry and distorted in Mr. Cheng's eyes.

One of them, after seeing that Mr. Cheng was still breathing, stretched out his hand without hesitation and reached through the car window, as if to end Mr. Cheng's life completely. The hand was swift and cold, without the slightest hesitation or mercy.

At the same time, the other hand was groping in Mr. Cheng's clothes, as if looking for something important.

The passersby who were watching from the side were completely unaware of this scene. They just watched from a distance, thinking that the man was just checking whether the person in the car was still breathing, and did not realize that this was a brutal murder!

At this moment, a shrill siren pierced the air, and a police car came rushing in. The officers quickly got out of the car, their eyes drawn to the overturned tanker and the black, sticky liquid flowing all over the ground.

"Evacuate the crowd! Evacuate the crowd! Evacuate the crowd!" the leading police officer shouted, his voice revealing tension and urgency. His eyes were fixed on the sticky liquid flowing on the ground, his nerves instantly tense to the extreme.

Hearing the police's cries, the onlookers suddenly woke up. They stared at the liquid on the ground in horror, as if it were a deadly poison. Without much warning from the police, people turned around and fled like frightened rabbits, with no choice but to flee.

The panicked crowd, the leaking tanker truck, and the burning black car plunged the entire scene into chaos. The shouts of the people and the sirens intertwined to create a terrifying scene.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze, and all the people who were running for their lives were stopped in their tracks by the sudden loud noise. They looked back in horror and saw a huge flame shooting up into the sky, accompanied by a rolling heat wave, like a ferocious beast, pouncing towards them with bared fangs and claws.

Those who hadn't yet left were thrown to the ground by the powerful force before they could even react. For a moment, screams, shouts, and wails mingled, echoing throughout the street.

The accident scene was in chaos, with broken vehicle wreckage, scattered goods, and injured people everywhere. The sirens of ambulances and police cars rang out one after another, as if playing a mournful song for the disaster.

Medical staff, wearing white coats and masks, quickly took action. They nervously and orderly carried the injured lying on the ground, groaning in pain, into ambulances. Some of these injured had blood on their faces, some had twisted limbs, and some had lost consciousness. Their condition was extremely critical.

Traffic police were also busy directing traffic at the scene, waving their arms and shouting loudly, trying to restore order to the chaotic traffic. Fire trucks, with water cannons raised high, sprayed towards the blazing flames on the tanker truck, trying to put out the fire and prevent it from causing a greater disaster.

"Now, let me direct you all about this car accident that happened on a certain street!" The reporter at the scene said with a trembling voice, holding a microphone. "We can see that the scene is in chaos. The tanker truck overturned, causing a large amount of crude oil to leak onto the ground. The car that was hit by the tanker truck has been engulfed in flames. We don't know yet whether the people inside are safe..."

A blinding light flickered on the television screen, showing a tragic car accident that had just occurred. The scene was a mess, with the vehicle severely deformed and glass fragments scattered everywhere, making it unbearable to look at.

In front of the TV, a gentle woman was standing at the kitchen stove, busy preparing dinner. She was chopping vegetables skillfully, and the oil in the wok was sizzling and emitting bursts of fragrance.

A little girl sat at the dining table, her small hands tightly gripping a children's spoon, her big eyes staring blankly at the images playing on the TV. When the camera zoomed in, the little girl suddenly saw some things in the car that had not yet been burned, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"Mom, Cheche, Dad!" The little girl pointed at the TV and shouted excitedly.

The woman heard her daughter's cry, stopped what she was doing, and turned to look at the TV. However, she did not understand what her daughter meant by "car" and "dad".

"What car? What dad! Good morning, dad is on his way home! In a moment, dad will open the door and come back!" The woman said to her daughter with a smile, then went back to the kitchen and concentrated on cooking the braised pork that her husband loved.

Sadly, the woman was completely unaware that her husband's favorite braised pork was no longer available.

"Dingling bell~"

"Dingling bell~"

"Dingling bell~"

The sudden ring of the phone was like a hammer hitting the woman's heart. Her heart twitched violently, and a sense of foreboding washed over her. She instinctively wanted to run away from the sudden call. Although the distance from the kitchen to the phone was only three or four steps, in her eyes, the distance seemed infinitely extended, becoming unattainable.

The woman's steps seemed hesitant, each step as if held back by an invisible force. She slowly walked towards the phone, as if it were an abyss filled with unknown fear. When she finally reached the phone, her hands trembled slightly as she hesitated to answer it.

The phone continued to ring, as if urging her to make a decision. The woman took a deep breath, gathered herself, and then cautiously reached out her hand, wiping it on her apron, as if this would give her some courage. However, just as her hand was about to touch the phone, she jerked back as if she had been electrocuted. The fear in her heart prevented her from mustering the courage to answer.

"Hello! Who are you looking for?"

Under the constant urging of the phone ringing, the woman finally plucked up the courage to pick up the receiver. Her voice trembled slightly, revealing her inner anxiety.

"Sister-in-law, it's me, Xiao Lu!" A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's Xiao Lu! It's so late, do you have something to talk to our Lao Cheng about? He hasn't come back yet. It's this late, he should be home soon..." The woman's words suddenly paused, and an indescribable uneasiness spread in her heart like a tide.

Her voice trembled, and her relaxed tone vanished without a trace. The woman's eyes involuntarily turned to the TV in the living room, where a breaking news report was playing, showing a serious car accident.

The sight of the wreckage of the car, which had been smashed beyond recognition, made the woman's heart tighten. She stared wide-eyed, trying to see the license plate number. When she finally saw it clearly, a chill ran down her spine—it was her husband Cheng's car!

Not only that, the woman also saw a piece of tie fabric on the back seat of the car, which she had put on Lao Cheng in the morning. Now, this piece of tie has been burnt and incomplete, as if telling the tragic story of the car accident.

"Sister-in-law, please accept my condolences!" Xiao Lu's voice came from the other end of the phone, but the woman could no longer hear him. Her mind was blank, and all she could see was the horrific scene on the TV screen.

With a click, the phone slipped from the woman's hand and dangled in the air by the phone line. Xiao Lu's voice continued to come out of the receiver, but the woman seemed to have lost her hearing, completely immersed in her own world.

Her eyes were fixed on the picture on the TV, unable to look away, as if as long as she looked like this, Lao Cheng would miraculously appear in front of her.

"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Are you okay?" Xiao Lu's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Team Leader Lu and his friends were having a great time in the private room, enjoying the barbecue and drinking beer, when suddenly they heard a loud noise and everyone nearby ran out to watch.

Team leader Lu and his team also ran out to see what was going on. On their way there, they heard people running back talking about a car accident, a tanker truck, and so on.

Team Leader Lu suddenly felt flustered because the intersection the man mentioned just now happened to be the exit of their cleaning company. And at this moment, the only person still in the company at this time was probably Mr. Cheng.

Team Leader Lu's heart tightened, and a sense of foreboding came over him. Without giving it any time to think, he immediately called his team members and hurried to the scene of the accident.

When they arrived, they were shocked by the scene before them. They saw a car engulfed in flames, completely burned beyond recognition, with only a blackened frame remaining. However, despite the severe damage to the vehicle, they were still able to vaguely identify it thanks to some remaining features.

"Team leader, this looks like Mr. Cheng's car!" a team member shouted in horror.

"No way? How is this possible..." Team leader Lu's face turned pale in an instant. He widened his eyes and stared at the burned car, his heart filled with fear and anxiety.

"Boss, what should we do? I hope nothing happened to Mr. Cheng?" another team member asked anxiously.

Team Leader Lu's lips trembled slightly. He swallowed hard and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't panic. Let's see what happens first."

He gathered himself and walked towards the burnt car, but before he could get close, he was stopped by the police.

However, Team Leader Lu still used his extraordinary eyesight to see that next to the car, there was an obvious corpse covered with a white cloth, lying quietly on a stretcher.

"This should be Mr. Cheng from our cleaning company. Can we take a look?"

The police took a look and they also needed to agree on a list of the people involved in the car accident, so they agreed to let Team Leader Lu identify the bodies.

Team leader Lu's heartbeat became more and more intense. He slowly lifted a corner of the white cloth. When he saw the burnt face, he was stunned.

"It's over... Mr. Cheng is gone..." Team Leader Lu muttered to himself, his voice filled with despair and sadness.

"What should we do? What will happen to Mr. Cheng's wife and children?" A team member couldn't help crying.

"Yes, team leader, my sister-in-law and Zao Zao have no other relatives in Yanjing!" Another team member also sighed.