The local news station showed content from the Feast of Paradise.
"Great Aunt, what are you doing?"
A man walked up to the woman, his brows furrowed in confusion at her actions.
He wouldn't have come to talk to this lunatic if he wasn't here to retrieve something!
"Lianshan, come quickly and see if this is your niece."
The noblewoman spoke urgently, but the man's brows deepened further.
Lianshan, Shu Lianshan, that was his father's name.
Ever since her daughter went missing years ago, his Great Aunt had been consumed by her longing, her mind often unclear.
However, the woman then quickly stood up and approached him, grabbing his wrist.
The woman gripped him forcefully, leaving him no choice but to follow the direction of her fingers—
Instantly, the man's pupils contracted.
The woman on television, wearing a starlit gown and standing beside Qi Mo, looked exactly like his Great Aunt in her youth!
There were many people in the world who resembled each other, but to this extent, it was either a biological connection or plastic surgery.
Given Qi Mo's current status, he would not have sought out such a person.
Therefore, only the former remained.
But considering the current situation of the Shu family, if his Great Aunt's daughter were to be recognized, she would become the largest shareholder of the Shu family, directly controlling its operations.
Coupled with the betrothal already arranged with the Qi family, there was no room for anyone else in the Shu family.
The man immediately brought his hand to his lips and made a shushing gesture to the woman.
Then, he lowered his voice, "Great Aunt, don't make a sound. I'll go bring your daughter back. There are many bad people trying to seize the Shu family's assets who are also looking for my sister. To keep my sister safe, we must be careful!"
"Okay, okay."
The woman nodded repeatedly.
But the man's gaze darkened.
While his Great Aunt's mental state was not good, she had eyes and could speak.
If his Great Uncle also saw this live broadcast, would he remain calm?
No, he couldn't let his Great Uncle see this broadcast, nor could he let his Great Aunt tell his Great Uncle about this.
Thus, the man made a decision.
He took out custom-made small pills from his pocket and poured three small pills into the woman's palm.
"Great Aunt, take these, and I'll take you to find your daughter."
"Okay!"
The woman immediately popped the small pills from her palm into her mouth, chewing and swallowing them directly.
In less than a minute, the woman collapsed onto the sofa.
Seeing this, the maid beside her was so frightened that she dared not utter a single word.
From the day she underwent her maid training, she knew implicitly about the affairs of wealthy families: do not see, do not hear, do not interfere.
However, how could the man ignore her?
The sharp click of black leather shoes on the floor was loud, and then the man stopped in front of the maid.
"Did you see anything just now?" the man narrowed his eyes, killing intent already glinting in his dark gaze.
The maid lowered her head deeply, "Second Young Master, I didn't see anything, and I don't know anything!"
Although the maid said this, the man still did not believe her.
In the man's dictionary, only the dead would not speak.
However.
This maid had been taking care of his Great Aunt for many years. If something were to happen to her suddenly, it would undoubtedly arouse suspicion.
The man composed himself, his gaze solemn. "You had better remember what you said today firmly. Otherwise, this young master will make you die a terrible death! And the surveillance, I will have someone erase it. Do not tell anyone that I was here today."
"Yes, Second Young Master, I will remember your words firmly!"
The maid, terrified, knelt before the man, her entire body trembling as she made her promise.
She also stole a glance at the woman on the sofa. Although it was against her conscience, she had no choice to protect herself.
After the man left, he immediately dialed a number—
When the call connected, his voice was wicked and cold.
"Find a way to suppress the news being broadcast live at the Feast of Paradise. And that woman beside Qi Mo, I want her to not survive tonight's midnight!"
The man's voice, filled with gnashing teeth, was decisive and crisp.
After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
Meanwhile, in a rest room at the Suka Hotel.
Mu Yinyin had already received a message on her phone:
—Xiao Lu: [Sister Yin, I've investigated. The information I found is the same as what you sent. The owner of Suka Hotel and the organizers of the Feast of Paradise are all anonymous. There's no information about them even on the dark web.]
If there was no information, it meant it was being hidden. The more it was hidden, the more it indicated that these two individuals' identities could not be exposed to the public.
Realizing this, Mu Yinyin's brow immediately furrowed.
The host had mentioned that the lucky prize would allow them to meet the people behind the scenes, but from the moment they were led into the rest room until now, no one had appeared.
Furthermore, with no progress in the investigation, Mu Yinyin had lost her patience.
She was about to find someone to inquire, but as she walked to the door, Fu Siye stopped her with a stern voice.
"Where are you going?"
Mu Yinyin ignored him.
Bodyguards were stationed at the door. Seeing Mu Yinyin emerge, they immediately stepped forward to greet her.
"Miss Mu."
This ordinary address made Mu Yinyin frown.
From the time she arrived at the banquet with Qi Mo, participated in the game with Fu Siye, the host even addressed her and Fu Siye as 'Madam, Sir.'
Even when it was confirmed that they had won the prize, her surname had not been mentioned.
Now, upon arriving at the rest room, they had already investigated her and Fu Siye thoroughly?
Mu Yinyin narrowed her eyes. Before she could say anything, Fu Siye had already spoken ahead of her.
His expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold.
"Don't you want to meet the bosses and organizers behind this? Are they keeping us locked up?"
As he uttered these words, Mu Yinyin subconsciously glanced at him. She saw that his brows were filled with unresolvable darkness and ferocity.
If he was going to handle it, then let him.
As a result, when the bodyguards saw that he was displeased, they quickly explained, "Mr. Fu, it's not what you think. The boss and organizers did not expect these few games to end so quickly. They are currently on their way, so we kindly ask Mr. Fu to be more patient."
The bodyguards were respectful and courteous.
However, Fu Siye sneered coldly, "You leave us in a rest room and arrange for these dogs to watch us. Do you expect me to be patient?"
Fu Siye completely disregarded these bodyguards.
To be precise, Fu Siye completely disregarded the Feast of Paradise itself.
If it weren't for Mu Yinyin, he would never have participated in these games.
"Mr. Fu, if there is any lack of hospitality, please accept our..."
"Bang!"
Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, he was seen falling to the ground, and a bloody hole appeared directly on his forehead!