CHAPTER 224: CHAPTER 224 THIS WOMAN IS REALLY INTERESTING

"Huh."

Feng Jingnian gave a cold laugh.

His methods were enough to ensure that none of his subordinates would dare harbor any thoughts of betrayal.

"Are you sure you won’t tell me?"

"Why does my cousin insist on pinning this on me? Even if the sky fell down, Mo Group wouldn’t fall into the hands of a non-family member like me, would it? What are you afraid of?"

Mo Shiyan sighed, "Since you won’t admit it, then you’ll take sole responsibility for what comes next!"

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the center of the car accident.

Feng Jingnian’s expression turned dark as he watched Mo Shiyan’s retreating figure. Then his eyes gradually widened in disbelief, and he asked his subordinate, "Who is that?"

The dump truck driver was carried out of the cabin, and at that moment a woman was performing emergency resuscitation on him.

"An Yan? Young Master Feng, it’s An Yan! And that squirrel."

Little Squirrel was at that moment perched on An Yan’s shoulder, grabbing a strand of her hair, poking its head out, and staring at the driver on the ground.

"How is that possible?"

Feng Jingnian looked to the other side, where the car An Yan had been riding in was smashed beyond recognition. How could An Yan possibly be unharmed?

As if responding to his question, the firefighters opened the car door.

"How strange! Why are there so many empty blood bags in this car, and the driver is a simulation dummy? Oh, it turns out to be self-driving! Could it be that the car owner knew someone wanted to harm her and designed it on purpose!"

Feng Jingnian stared, utterly bewildered.

It seemed that this woman had long been on guard. How interesting! From his youth to adulthood, he had never encountered such an interesting person.

Feng Jingnian crooked his finger, summoning a gaunt man over. "Ajie, use your methods, clean up that driver!"

"Yes."

The gaunt man swiftly disappeared among the crowd of onlookers.

When Mo Shiyan arrived, An Yan had already stopped the bleeding for the driver. Although the external injuries looked severe, his organs were still intact.

No fatal wounds. But just because he wasn’t dead now didn’t mean he wouldn’t die later.

An Yan gave him an injection, and the driver gradually regained consciousness, opening his eyes to the flashing police lights.

A few dozen meters away, a disfigured car lay there; it seemed that whoever was inside was unlikely to survive.

A beautiful young girl, looking like a fairy, was watching him intently. "Who asked you to hit that car?"

The driver closed his eyes, clearly not planning to answer.

An Yan said, "Do you believe that the person who instructed you is nearby? If I don’t help you, you might be silenced very soon."

The driver still made no move.

An Yan added, "If you tell the truth, I can save your life."

The driver’s face suddenly twitched a few times.

Telling the truth wouldn’t save his life either. The job he had taken had always been a deadly one!

His condition made An Yan realize something. She reached out to feel his pulse. "Someone told you that you have a terminal illness, right?"

The driver’s eyelid twitched.

An Yan continued, "Do you want to leave some money for your family before you die? But maybe you don’t know, you don’t have any terminal illness. Someone has tampered with you, causing you to suffer heart palpitations, shortness of breath, and a general feeling of illness."

The driver suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, then closed them again after a few seconds.

True or false, things had already come to this.

"You can keep the other party’s secret, but you can’t fake your identity. Even if you die, the money paid to you is illegal gains. In the end, it will be confiscated by the state!"

The driver’s face started trembling. He was clearly becoming much more agitated.

He risked his life so that his wife and children could live a bit more comfortably. If the money didn’t reach them, what was the point of his sacrifice? But with things as they were, if he really spoke up, would the other party really refrain from harming his family?

"Only by catching the other party can your family possibly be safe."

This female doctor seemed to be a mind reader, each word striking right at his sore spot. Could he trust her? What if...

Suddenly, he felt a suffocation in his chest, as if a large hand had grabbed his heart and was squeezing it hard!

Breathing became difficult, and his skin began to turn cyanotic.

The scent of death enveloped him completely.

He was familiar with this feeling. The doctors had said it was cancer. So, this female doctor was just bluffing him. He really did have cancer.

Just as he fell into despair, a powerful breath shattered the barrier that bound his heart.

His heartbeat revived, his breathing resumed freely, and he felt as though he had been reborn, an indescribable relief coursing through him.

"Still not speaking? Then next time, I won’t care about you."

"I’ll speak!"

Upon hearing this, the police officers standing by quickly adjusted their body cameras to focus on his face.

In the crowd, Ajie’s face darkened considerably, and his mouth tasted sickly sweet.

An Yan’s strike just now had almost caused his blood to flow backward. It seemed, to kill that driver, An Yan would have to be dealt with first.

Ajie decisively moved closer to An Yan.

At the same moment, the leaves in An Yan’s mind suddenly shook.

Her Clairvoyant Ability was forcibly activated.

Even though she hadn’t shifted her gaze, An Yan clearly saw a thin and dark man raising his arm towards her.

A small white object, the size of a grain of millet, shot out from his palm towards her eye.

Almost instinctively, An Yan reached out and caught it.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The man certainly noticed An Yan’s reaction, but he didn’t believe what he had shot out could be caught. It was so small, it was invisible to the eye.

"Catch him!" An Yan pointed.

The man turned and ran!

Luolie leaped out directly, with a few bodyguards chasing quickly behind him.

Officer Xiaohe, who was explaining the situation to another policeman, immediately led several officers in pursuit.

Wen Ya, Wen Ge, Wang Yong, and the remaining bodyguards quickly formed a circle around An Yan, vigilantly scanning their surroundings.

An Yan looked down at the object in her hand.

A tiny white speck, even smaller than a grain of millet, it felt a tad hard when pinched.

As she wondered what it could be, knowledge about the object suddenly appeared in her mind.

[Brain-Eating Larvae, enter the brain through the cornea, and after hatching, turn into millet-grain-sized beetles! They survive by consuming cerebrospinal fluid, and once the fluid is exhausted, they start to eat the brain.]

Looking at the image in her mind, An Yan was completely stunned.

Wasn’t this insect the same kind as the one found in Elder Mo’s brain? So, was the slim, dark man who had planted the insect in Elder Mo the same one who had acted just now? It appeared that with the activation of the Clairvoyance Technique, the abilities of the great tree had increased as well. Before, it wouldn’t react to her unless summoned. Now, it would even actively protect her! That was very cool!

As she was thinking, the leaves rustled as if showing off.

An Yan’s eyebrows lifted slightly. She could sense the emotions of the leaves again. How magical!

Because of Ajie’s attack, the police immediately increased protection for the driver.

All unrelated personnel were cleared from the scene.

Feng Jingnian got into a car with a grim expression on his face.

Just as he rounded the corner, a scream was heard.

An Yan collapsed to the ground, clutching her companion’s body.

"Sister Yan!" Mu Enyu’s voice was hoarse.