The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert
Chapter 490 - 486: Mr. Yun is Seriously Injured

Chapter 490: Chapter 486: Mr. Yun is Seriously Injured

"His situation is very complicated." Tang Yuan replied: "His primary target is the God Organization, although we tried our best to ensure his safety, he still got shot."

Hearing this, Ling Chen immediately became tense and hurriedly asked, "Is his life in danger?"

Qiao Zhen interjected, "The bullet hit his head, we brought in the best doctors, and his life was saved, but... he has fallen into a deep coma. According to the attending physician, he might remain in this state indefinitely, becoming a vegetative person, or he might suddenly wake up in a few months. Right now, no one can tell, we can only wait."

"That’s still good."

Ling Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least Mr. Yun’s life was preserved. As long as he is alive, there is hope.

"General, how much intelligence did you extract from Mr. Yun?"

Qiao Zhen said indifferently, "They are all dispensable pieces of intelligence. I originally wanted to make a deal with him, but before we could discuss it, this happened. However, from the reaction of the God Organization, it’s evident that Mr. Yun definitely holds many important secrets, otherwise, the God Organization wouldn’t spend such a huge cost to eliminate him."

"Right!" At this moment, Ling Chen seemed to remember something, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurriedly said, "Mr. Yun mentioned to me that the mysterious leader of the God Organization is likely an Asian."

"Asian?"

Qiao Zhen and Tang Yuan exchanged glances, their expressions slightly changed, and they inquired, "He said an Asian? Could it be that person..."

Before they could finish, Ling Chen had already understood their implication and nodded, agreeing, "My guess is the same as yours, I suspect that the Asian Mr. Yun mentioned is a native of Huaxia."

Qiao Zhen thoughtfully said, "Within the Ghost Organization, there is a list containing all those posing potential threats, and half of them are Huaxia people. Whether our guess is true or not, it wouldn’t hurt to check and see if those people are suspicious." After saying this, Qiao Zhen changed the topic and looked at Tang Yuan, "You go first and see how the cleanup outside is doing, I want to talk to Ling Chen alone."

"Yes, General."

Once Tang Yuan left the office, Qiao Zhen stood up from his office chair, hands behind his back, paced in front of Ling Chen, and asked, "Do you know the true identity of Mr. Yun?"

Ling Chen nodded, "I do."

Mr. Yun is Nanrong Wanqing’s father, very few people know about this, Ling Chen has never told anyone else, including Qiao Zhen. Because he had his reservations, given his relationship with Nanrong Wanqing, if Mr. Yun’s true identity were revealed, to avoid suspicion, Qiao Zhen would definitely not allow him to be involved.

Now that Mr. Yun has fallen into the hands of Ghost Organization, there’s no need to keep concealing it any longer, it’s better to just confess.

Qiao Zhen spoke as if to himself, "Mr. Yun, originally named Nanrong Yuan, born in ’68, forty-nine years old this year, disappeared twenty years ago, nothing heard ever since. He has a wife named Jiang Yue’e, who is from the Jiang Family in Yangcheng, also disappeared, whereabouts unknown until today." After saying this, Qiao Zhen looked at Ling Chen and asked, "This family is quite interesting, having lived with the Nanrong family for so long, how much do you know about their affairs?"

"General, to be honest, I am as curious as you. Mr. Yun... no, Nanrong Yuan, why Nanrong Yuan and Jiang Yue’e suddenly disappeared, is a secret of the Nanrong and Jiang families, very few people know, even Wanqing doesn’t know. However, judging from the timing, Nanrong Yuan probably joined the God Organization a few years after his disappearance. Additionally, his joining the God Organization seems to hold some unspeakable secrets, I’ve tried to probe a few times, but he never wanted to reveal his real intentions."

"Never mind, it’s their private matter after all, I won’t inquire further. However, be more cautious while you’re at the Nanrong family, don’t invite trouble."

"I understand."

"Alright, I’ve said all I needed to, you can go back now. Tomorrow, I will hold a simple funeral for Old Mu and his wife, don’t forget to attend."

"Yes."

Before leaving Ghost Base, Ling Chen made a special trip to visit Nanrong Yuan. Tang Yuan had mentioned that Nanrong Yuan was shot in the head, fortunately his life was spared as the bullet didn’t hit any vital parts but was caught by the skull. Now, Nanrong Yuan is in a severe coma, no medical measures are effective, and all they can do is patiently wait for him to awaken.

Back at the hotel, Ling Chen headed straight to Nanrong Wanqing’s guest room and silently sat on the sofa, staring out the window at the towering skyscrapers in a daze.

Just then, Nanrong Wanqing, who had just come out of the bathroom after a bath, wearing a bathrobe exposing her tender, fair shoulders and her delicate face still flushed from the steam, looking as adorable and enticing as a rosy apple, walked towards Ling Chen.

However, Ling Chen didn’t notice her approach, his eyes like ink staring into the distance as if frozen, unmoving for a long time.

Seeing Ling Chen’s delayed reaction, Nanrong Wanqing felt a bit disappointed. More than disappointment, she was puzzled and confused.

Knowing Ling Chen as she did, in the past, if she had made such an advance, he would not have been able to resist, which was not the case now. Additionally, she had never seen Ling Chen this distracted, especially the look in his eyes, all the luster drowned in the black of his pupils, devoid of any sparkle.

"Ling Chen," she called softly.

Hearing the voice of Nanrong Wanqing, Ling Chen finally snapped out of his daze, turned his head to look at Nanrong Wanqing beside him, his handsome face showing a forced smile.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"What’s wrong? You look unhappy, did something happen?" Nanrong Wanqing, adept at reading expressions, asked.

Ling Chen hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do... do you have time tomorrow?"

"I have a meeting to attend."

"Can you postpone it? I would like you to accompany me to a funeral tomorrow."

Nanrong Wanqing’s expression changed slightly. No wonder Ling Chen was feeling low, it was because of this. After thinking for a moment, she lightly nodded her head, then picked up the phone from the coffee table, and said, "I’ll call them to let them know."

She didn’t ask whose funeral it was, as smart as she was, she could tell from Ling Chen’s mannerisms that the person who had died must have been very important to him.

After making the call, Nanrong Wanqing went back to the bedroom to change clothes. At that moment, Ling Chen’s cell phone rang.

Ling Chen took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and answered the call listlessly, asking, "Fatty, what’s up?"

"I’ve found Snake King’s whereabouts."