CHAPTER 209: CHAPTER 208: CAN I STILL BE YOUR GUARD? (3/3)

Wei Xueqing was very worried.

Yang Chen told her from the side, "It’s okay, they are all professionals. They will take good care of your father, just like he’s sleeping. It’ll be gentle, so as not to disturb him."

Wei Xueqing looked up at Yang Chen, although she was very scared and worried, seeing Yang Chen made her feel much calmer.

At the entrance of the funeral hall, Yang Chen said to Chen Siyan, "Yanyan, if you are scared, you can wait outside."

"No, I’m not afraid!" Chen Siyan was very strong, "I want to be with Sister Xueqing!"

Yang Chen looked at Chen Siyan reassuringly, nodded, and whispered, "Go in quietly, don’t disturb Uncle Zhong."

"Okay!"

Inside the funeral hall, Wei Qingzhong lay peacefully in the ice coffin.

Yang Chen glanced over and slowly nodded.

Wei Xueqing stroked the ice coffin, tears fell down her face.

Yang Chen sighed softly, and said, "Xueqing, have a good chat with your father, I’m going out to smoke."

Wei Xueqing nodded slightly.

Yang Chen gestured to Ye Xin to take good care of Wei Xueqing.

He went out not to smoke but to meet someone.

Xiaowang had been waiting here.

In the lounge, Yang Chen saw Xiaowang and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Zhong’s body won’t have any issues, will it?"

"No!" Xiaowang quickly stood up, handed Yang Chen a cigarette, and lit it, "I instructed the medical examiner to be attentive to the deceased’s appearance. Later, I specially invited the best makeup artist to arrange for tidying up."

Yang Chen nodded, without needing to pinch the cigarette, he skillfully smoked.

"How did the examination results turn out?" Yang Chen asked.

Xiaowang’s face grew sullen. He placed a report in front of Yang Chen and said in a low voice, "The results show that there is castor toxin in the green tea. After careful examination, it’s also the cause of Wei Qingzhong’s death, not a myocardial infarction!"

"I knew it!" Yang Chen’s eyes flashed wide!

Back then, he was trained in the refining and poisoning techniques of castor toxin, and he had studied the reaction after poisoning.

Because it only takes 5-10 milligrams of castor toxin to cause death, and due to the incredibly small ingestion amount, it’s very difficult to determine the cause of death.

Because of this, castor poisoning has become an almost magical tool in top-tier assassination acts.

It seems someone meticulously designed this murder case.

Yang Chen looked at Xiaowang and asked in a deep voice, "Can you take charge of this case?"

Xiaowang frowned and said, "We’re in the guard system. It’s difficult to handle local matters."

Otherwise, last time when he called people to help Yang Chen handle Ah Kun’s trouble, there was no need to dress those people in black because it is inconvenient for the guard to act locally.

Yang Chen also frowned slightly. Given his current situation, taking action is quite inconvenient.

"But I can arrange local personnel to assist you in the investigation." Xiaowang said.

"You mean..." Yang Chen stared at Xiaowang, thinking of someone.

Xiaowang smiled and said, "Colleagues from Beicheng’s public security bureau can help you."

Yang Chen nodded; Zhao Wende indeed could, he had a good impression of that old security officer.

"Alright!" Yang Chen nodded in agreement.

...

Back in the funeral hall, Yang Chen saw that Wei Xueqing had already stabilized her emotions.

He walked over, hearing the three of them discussing tomorrow’s visitation arrangements for relatives and friends.

He knew Wei Xueqing had come around.

They were busy here until very late before heading back.

Early the next morning, Yang Chen was awakened by Ye Xin, and with Ye Xin’s help, he washed up.

At that moment, Yang Chen surprisingly felt a desire for his injuries not to heal, so he could continue to enjoy Ye Xin’s service.

Walking out of the room, Yang Chen was taken aback.

Because he saw someone sitting in the living room—Zhao Shisan!

Zhao Shisan seemed very reserved, sitting on the sofa without daring to move. Upon seeing Yang Chen, he sprung up immediately as if someone had poked his buttocks.

Yang Chen saw he wanted to greet him but didn’t know what to say, sighing.

Yang Chen whispered to Ye Xin, "You go eat first, I want to have a word with Zhao Shisan alone."

"Okay!" Ye Xin nodded obediently, like a virtuous wife, tidied up Yang Chen’s clothes a bit, and softly said, "Go ahead, don’t worry about us!"

Yang Chen looked at Ye Xin, feeling moved, what more could a husband ask for from such a wife!

Yang Chen approached Zhao Shisan, surveying him up and down, smelled the sour stench and strong tobacco oil smell emanating from him—no wonder earlier Chen Siyan spoke to him from a distance.

"Come with me!" Yang Chen said in a low voice.

Zhao Shisan followed closely behind Yang Chen.

Outside the villa, and under the tree, Yang Chen asked, "Got any cigarettes?"

"Yes!" Zhao Shisan hurriedly took out a pack, drew a cigarette, placed it in Yang Chen’s mouth, and lit it.

Yang Chen took a nice puff, smiled, "Good, good old taste!"

"Hehe!" Zhao Shisan scratched his head, and dandruff fell like snow from his scalp.

Yang Chen frowned, stepping aside, scolded, "How many days haven’t you showered or washed your hair? With that smell, no wonder my sister avoids you!"

"Uh..." Zhao Shisan was awkwardly silent.

"How did you know I was here?" Yang Chen asked.

Zhao Shisan quickly said, "It was our sister who notified me."

"Yanyan?" Yang Chen frowned.

"Yes, she has my phone number." Zhao Shisan replied.

Yang Chen stared at Zhao Shisan, asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Zhao Shisan nodded, "I have!"

Yang Chen nodded, became silent, and smoked.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhao Shisan promptly drew another one and pushed it into Yang Chen’s mouth, lighting it for him.

Yang Chen smoked for a while, exhaled thick smoke, asked, "Have there been any leads on my sister’s case?"

Pain flashed in Zhao Shisan’s eyes, shaking his head, he whispered, "No!"

When the ’Viper’ retaliated against Zhao Shisan’s family, all bodies were found except for his little sister’s, with no news at all.

Zhao Shisan had searched for so many years without finding any clues.

Upon hearing Zhao Shisan’s words, Yang Chen inhaled deeply, and finished the cigarette completely, "Don’t worry, as long as her death is not confirmed, we’ll definitely keep searching! Earlier I had other reasons that prevented me from helping, but now, I promise you, alive we see the person, dead we see the body!"

"Boss!" Zhao Shisan’s eyes reddened.

"Alright!" Yang Chen tossed away the cigarette, "Be a man, no tears! Men bleed and sweat but don’t cry!"

"Yes!" Zhao Shisan inhaled deeply, holding back tears, said to Yang Chen, "Brother Chen, can I still be part of your guard?"

Yang Chen frowned slightly, stared at Zhao Shisan, looked him up and down, stepped back two steps, his eyes flashing with disdain.

Zhao Shisan stood upright, very nervous.

"In your current state, I’d be embarrassed to have you as my guard! I’ll give you a month to get in shape, otherwise don’t bother knowing me!"

With that, Yang Chen strode back into the villa.