Transmigrated as the fake young master, I'll beat up the scumbags and b*tches-Chapter 258Vol. 1 - - Trouble

The other party hadn't expected Lan Jun to make such a move in such a critical situation.

However, just before the car plunged into the water, he had already opened the door and leapt into the river.

The powerful impact made his whole body ache, but not to the point of losing consciousness.

Lan Jun and HuMing dove into the water at the same time.

The assassin slowly made his way ashore. He knew this mission was a failure—there was no way he could wait here for HuMing and Lan Jun to resurface. Besides, he couldn't be sure whether HuMing had already called the Gu family.

Given how close this place was to the Gu residence, if the Gu family arrived, there would be no chance to escape.

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He raised his pistol and emptied the magazine at the submerged vehicle—if he could hit HuMing by sheer luck, it would be a jackpot.

A few faint gunshots echoed. The assassin turned away without a second glance, disappearing into the night.

No one knew how long had passed when ripples suddenly broke the surface of the water. Moments later, HuMing and Lan Jun emerged from the river.

Darkness enveloped the surroundings, with only distant streetlights offering faint illumination.

The two swam to the shore, eyes scanning their surroundings as if wary of the assassin's return.

"Shit... why would they strike at this hour? Could someone have tipped them off?"

"It wouldn't be the first time there's been a mole in the Gu family. But this has nothing to do with Gu ZhaoChuan."

"Why not? Shouldn't he be the first suspect?"

"I'm the only one who knew I'd be out tonight—besides the Gu family. If I was ambushed on my way home, who do you think Gu WeiJun would suspect first?"

HuMing's words left Lan Jun momentarily stunned.

If HuMing's theory was right, the Gu family would undoubtedly launch another purge to root out traitors. But whether the purge would be thorough... that was anyone's guess.

If it wasn't an inside job, then who could it be?

"No clues at all?"

"There are clues—have been for a while. Remember the assassin I killed before?"

"Yeah, what about him?"

"We analyzed the recording from his prosthetic eye. It mentioned an organization—Blizzard. It's probably an assassin syndicate, taking jobs for money. Their target is me."

"But it could still be the Gu family pulling the strings."

"The point isn't who's behind it. The point is—someone wants to plunge the Gu family into chaos again."

A sharp glint flickered in HuMing's eyes, his gaze turning deep and unreadable.

Standing beside him, Lan Jun wisely chose to keep quiet. He couldn't judge whether HuMing's suspicions were right, but he figured there had to be logic behind them.

His task from the old man was to assist HuMing's return to the Gu family and help him settle in.

Yet more often than not, HuMing handled everything on his own, leaving Lan Jun wondering if he was just an unnecessary accessory.

Still, it was reassuring—HuMing's determination meant he wouldn't sit around waiting for death.

Lan Jun fished out his phone and asked, "Should we call someone from the Gu family to pick us up?"

"I'll handle it."

...

Gu WeiJun usually stayed up late, but tonight's workload had drained him. He wanted to rest early.

He had barely closed his eyes when his phone rang.

Half-asleep, he reached for it, glancing at the caller ID—only to be surprised.

HuMing?

This was the first time HuMing had ever called him. But at such a late hour... what could have happened?

"Hello? HuMing? What's the matter?"

"Uncle, can you drive out alone right now? I'm on the highway." HuMing gave an address, but his tone made it clear he wouldn't explain over the phone.

Gu WeiJun changed into casual clothes and prepared to leave, but his wife, Mo QingXia, stirred awake.

"Where are you going so late?"

"Something's happened to HuMing. I'm going to check on him."

"What? That boy's in trouble? No way, I'm coming with you."

"Why would you go?"

"What if it's... emotional trouble? You steel-hearted men wouldn't know how to comfort him."

Gu WeiJun had no idea how to retort. HuMing barely knew anyone in JingDu—Where would he find time to get his heart broken?

But seeing his wife already dressed, he decided not to argue.

They drove off into the night.

They didn't notice the eyes watching them from behind the curtain in Gu ZhaoChuan's room.

Gu ZhaoChuan saw his parents leaving, but with HuMing still missing, he couldn't help but wonder—had something happened to him?

If so, he hoped HuMing was dead.

But if someone had made a move... who could it be? And what was their motive?

Even Gu ZhaoChuan was at a loss.

When Gu WeiJun finally spotted HuMing and Lan Jun sitting by the roadside, he was taken aback.

Both were soaked, engaged in quiet conversation.

From the back seat, Mo QingXia's brows furrowed with worry.

As soon as the car stopped, she rushed out to check on HuMing.

"HuMing, what happened? Why are you sitting out here instead of coming home?"

She held his arms, scanning him for injuries.

Her genuine concern stirred warmth in HuMing's heart.

Unlike Mo QingXia, Gu WeiJun walked straight to Lan Jun.

"What happened? You guys left in a car—why are you drenched now?"

"Why are you asking that now? Get the towels from the car first!" Mo QingXia scolded.

If HuMing caught a cold, he'd be bedridden by tomorrow.

While she fetched the towels, HuMing answered.

"The car's in the river."

Gu WeiJun followed HuMing's gaze toward the broken railing and the debris floating downstream.

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