The Famous Painter Is The CEO's Wife 383 Uncles Are The Bes

July 18, 20X2 (Sat.u.r.day)

Emergency Warehouse

Chang Min did not care that his expensive business suit became wrinkled as his stride powered though the ma.s.s of guards around the small building where his friends gathered. His jacket flew up due to the upwind, and the guards paled as guns and knives were fastened, and clearly in view. They briefly wondered how the young CEO could walk so fast with those things weighing him down.

Opening the door with a loud bang, unable to control his strength in his hurry, Chang Min immediately, "Yang, I need to speak with you!"

"I looked at the security footage, and Ling Ling was carrying that Teddy Bear I gave her! Aunt Qinyang did not realize she had it when they were trying to escape. Ling Ling clang to it when they were kidnapped! I am a hundred percent sure that she still has it!"

The people eyed each other in confusion. What does one teddy bear do? Unless that teddy bear is a robot and starts killing terrorists, there's not much that stuff toy could do. It could only give Ling Ling something to clutch, but it won't alleviate much fear and confusion. 

Seeing everyone's confusion, Chang Min clicked his tongue and drawled, "I am a Xue. I don't just make toys. I make weapons. That teddy bear hides some devices that can help us find them, and it could help them, too, if they use it wisely."

Yang's eye flashed in realization with a s.h.i.+ft of his stiff demeanor, "A tracking device?"

Chang Min nodded and grinned wickedly, "I know their location. I sent it to Hao Chen and Uncle Wu so they could monitor the surroundings." Chang Min walked towards Yang and handed him an electronic table with the Xue Logo on the back and continued, "They are on the upper side of the port. I have all the possible escape routes blocked already."

Alexandre stood up, immediately, and talked while he walked out of the building as if there was a demon chasing after him, "I will have my men add more cameras and heighten the guards."

Yang nodded and gestured to Hao Chen, "Have your men block other places, especially the sewage systems. The Old sewage system is big enough for kids to crawl, but the newer one is large enough for adults to walk in."

Hao Chen's grave nod was followed with a hard realization, "They could have dug another pa.s.sage..."

Yang hoped that they didn't, but it was the most likely outcome. He muttered, "It would explain how they can vanish on surveillance cameras so easily." 

Chang Min gritted his teeth, but the long list of curses escaped. Once they kill those terrorists, Chang Min will be installing cameras underground regardless if he could see other people's s.h.i.+t.

Yang nodded his thanks to Chang Min. He was grateful for even thinking of precautions and a useful one at that. He had operated blind before, but now he had a specific location. It wouldn't take much more. Yang's fingers scrolled around the red dot on an unrecognizable s.h.i.+p that looked foreign. How had s.h.i.+pping staff and officials not notice such a large boat? Tapping his foot in annoyance, Yang turned to Chang Min and said, "Search all the people that do business on the Upper Docks. Someone is helping them cover the s.h.i.+ps. We should know all the s.h.i.+ps, planes, cars, and any mode of transport that can go in and out of the city, whether it was legal or not. I saw no mention of this s.h.i.+p."

Hao Chen's blood ran cold at the realization, "A spy in our organization?"

Yang put the tablet down, eyes narrowing, and spoke, "A leak or probably a plant. Must be high enough to access information and our communication, but low enough, we can't immediately notice."

Chang Min seethed, "It's either the carriers or the paper workers. They're the ones that gather, store, and have clearance to our information." 

Yang could only nod. 

Hao Chen stood up, carrying his beloved tea set out with him, in case Yang turned into a wild animal and started rampaging. He did not wave or say his farewells, but the dangerous grin on his face said that this matter would be handled sooner than they expected. 

With only Chang Min and Yang in the room, the tenseness grew heavy. The two were the most volatile amongst their group of friends, and these two have to be the ones concerned most in this matter. Chang Min had noticed how their friends had slyly s.h.i.+fted their focus on other issues and working on things that made them get out of the small room. 

The silence broke when Yang's phone vibrated, causing it to almost fall from the edge of the oak table. Chang Min took this chance to sit down on the chair nearest to him, which was where Alexandre vacated. 

"Li Xi," Yang picked up immediately after seeing the caller's ID and setting it into speaker mode.

Chang Min's eyebrows rose. Li Xi had been inside the operating room last time he heard, which means the news that they were about to receive is either the death of their Uncle or the survival. 

"The bullets are out. If Uncle Rong were a normal person, these would 100 percent kill him. He was shot directly straight to the center of his heart. Blood loss should have been catastrophic, and it would have only been five minutes that he gets death's kiss." Li Xi's hurried tone was in both in disbelief and awe.

Chang Min could see Yang's impatience when the armrest of the chair he propped on was clutched so hard that it made a squeak in protest.

Meanwhile, Li Xi continued to drabble on about the medical status of his patient, not knowing the ticking time bomb of the listener. "At first, I thought that the shot only skims on his heart and maybe even pa.s.sed the left ventricle since most patience lasts only five minutes, especially noting the location where he was shot at. He certainly suffered a considerable enough of blood loss, and I was certain Uncle Rong would be the first person that I would not be successful on operating-"

"Li Xi, is he dead or not?" Yang's tone cut even Chang Min's confidence. Poor Li Xi. 

"Uncle Yu Rong is alive," Li Xi replied in a tone that reminded Chang Min of a puppy with a tail between its legs. 

"How?" Yang could not believe it. He had seen the open wound, had seen how the shot happened. It was a sure kill.

"Situs Inversus with Dextrocardia or Situs Inversus Totalis..." Li Xi explained, "It is a condition where major visceral organs are mirrored from their normal positions. Uncle Yu Rong's heart in on the right side, not on his left. Only one in ten thousand has this condition. The bullet didn't even touch his heart at all. I found the bullet on his lung. It was dangerous still, but he will pull through."

Chang Min blinked. Situs Inversus, doesn't Yang have that condition too?

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