The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

Chapter 1549 - 1854: Suicide by Poison (2)

Are there more? Ling Chen’s expression changed slightly, ready to ask more questions, but at that moment, he saw blood suddenly trickle from the man’s lips. Not good! Ling Chen’s heart jolted in shock, and he hurried to the man’s side, opening his mouth.

Immediately, a strange odor emanated from the man’s mouth. Could it be... poisoning? Looking again at the man, he was already pale, close to death, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.

In just ten seconds, the man completely lost all vitality.

Dead... Ling Chen looked at the man’s corpse, shock etched across his face. This wasn’t an ordinary person; he was a Heavenly List expert, yet he had committed suicide. This... Ling Chen found it hard to comprehend who could be so ruthless to even themselves.

"Sir Chen." Ling Chen looked over to Chen Junfeng, who had a similar reaction, unable to believe such a renowned Heavenly List expert would so easily opt for death.

"First, take his corpse back for a thorough investigation; I’m afraid this situation isn’t as simple as we think."

Ling Chen nodded, gesturing for everyone to help move the man’s body to the car. In addition to this, the two youths who had been knocked down in the rental room were also taken away. The main target was dead; these two were their only breakthrough.

Back at the Dragon Tiger Hall’s branch, Ling Chen had the man’s corpse moved inside, then took the two youths to a quiet room.

"Speak up, what’s your relationship with that person, and what do you know?"

The two youths exchanged looks and shook their heads, saying, "We don’t know anything. He hired us; we just run errands for him."

"And how much do you know about that person?"

"We don’t know a thing." One of the youths replied, "He paid us a hundred thousand a day, but said nothing about his identity. We’re people who understand rules; if the boss doesn’t say, we naturally don’t ask."

As they spoke, the door opened, and He Ziyun walked in from outside.

"Did you get anything from them?"

Ling Chen shook his head, "By the looks of them, they truly don’t know anything. Mr. He, has the identity of that person been discovered?"

"Just now, Hu Fei sent me a message; the person who poisoned himself is Xie Qian, forty-eight years old, previously a martial arts instructor at a Northern city’s school. From the data Hu Fei gave me, Xie Qian was dutiful, never committing any misconduct. Not only that, I contacted the school’s principal and he said Xie Qian was diligent, achieving the school’s best staff award for five consecutive years. Honestly, having read this data, it’s hard to reconcile such a person with being Xie Qian, as they’re vastly different. One is a diligent individual, the other heartlessly ruthless assassin; don’t you find it puzzling?"

"Indeed." Ling Chen mused, "Generally, only death warriors have poison implants in their teeth. I can hardly imagine what kind of organization could afford to have Heavenly List experts as death warriors; even the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion at its peak couldn’t manage that."

Ling Chen’s voice shifted, asking, "By the way! Mr. He, given this person is surnamed Xie, what is his relationship with Xie Quan?"

"From Hu Fei’s data, he is Xie Quan’s nephew. Xie Quan had no children, so before dying, he passed the Meridian Soul Stealing Needle to Xie Qian."

"With Xie Qian dead, this line of inquiry is lost." Ling Chen expressed his headache, saying, "Mr. He, it seems this martial arts tournament has caused serious issues. Xie Qian committed suicide to clearly protect the people behind him. It’s imaginable that a powerful force backs him, otherwise, who would sacrifice a Heavenly List expert so easily?"

"These urgent matters should be reported to Elder Tong and the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion; if no measures are taken promptly, the martial arts tournament could turn disastrous."

"I know."

Half an hour later, Tong Zhentian, Su Mei, and Du Kang arrived at the Dragon Tiger Hall’s Beijing branch. Having seen Xie Qian’s corpse, everyone’s face looked somber. After hearing Ling Chen’s account, everyone inhaled sharply.

A Heavenly List expert committing suicide with poison — such an event was utterly unheard of.

"Elder Tong, Elder Du, Master Su, clearly someone supports Xie Qian, and unless we uncover them, the upcoming martial arts tournament will face huge risks."

"Elder Tong, what’s your view?" Su Mei asked.

"In all my years, I’ve never encountered such a situation. Right now, with the martial arts tournament’s opening imminent, preparations are complete. Furthermore, spectators nationwide have gathered in Beijing for the opening ceremony. Halting the tournament now would have unimaginable consequences. Thus, the tournament must proceed as planned, and what we can do now is enhance venue security and identify those behind Xie Qian."

Su Mei nodded in agreement, "Elder Tong is right; with the bow drawn, there’s no choice but to release the arrow — the martial arts tournament must go ahead. I’ll bring all Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion disciples to assist with venue security."

"Alright then."

As they spoke, a few Dragon Tiger Hall disciples approached swiftly, saying urgently, "Martial Arts Hall Master, there’s been an incident!"

He Ziyun furrowed his brows slightly, saying sternly, "Why the panic? Speak, what’s happened."

"The martial arts tournament venue was attacked, many staff have been injured and are now being rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone changed drastically.

"Quickly prepare cars; we’re going to the hospital."

Before long, the group arrived at the City People’s Hospital. Upon entering, they saw the hospital hall filled with over twenty injured individuals awaiting treatment.

"These are all workers responsible for setting up the venue," Su Mei explained.

The group approached a lightly injured worker, inquiring about the incident to gain a preliminary understanding. Previously, while everyone was working at the venue, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, remaining silent while he attacked indiscriminately. Some workers fled in fear, barely escaping.

"Ling Chen, I just checked with the doctor; a few workers are gravely injured and undergoing emergency treatment."

After waiting over half an hour, a wounded patient was pushed out of the emergency room by a nurse into a special care unit.

As the organizers, they naturally visited the injured employees to offer their concern.

Arriving at the ward, they exchanged a few brief words. Following this, Du Kang spoke, "May I see your injuries?"

The injured worker nodded, slowly lifting his shirt to reveal a bright red fist imprint on his chest.

This... Seeing that vivid fist imprint, Du Kang’s expression shifted a bit.