After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Starting to Act Together

Lu Sheng seemed to have figured it out. Just by looking at Scarface, even if they were from a mercenary organization, they were the lowest of the low, the ones who never made it into the limelight.

The kind who want money, but aren’t willing to gamble their lives for it.

Scarface, along with his two subordinates, kidnapped an elderly person suffering from Alzheimer’s disease.

They confined Mr. Li Muchen’s grandmother in a pitch-dark underground cellar, where she slept on a damp and chilly pile of straw, and they even fed her sedatives.

In Lu Sheng’s view, chopping off Scarface’s two little fingers was already letting him off easy.

Scarface could never have imagined that the frail-looking girl in front of him would be so ruthless in her actions.

Her movements were decisive and swift, even more so than those who lived by the sword.

In just a moment, two of his fingers were already chopped off. What would she chop next?

Would chopping off some vital part of him be worse than death?

So this time, before Lu Sheng made any arrangements, the moment Scarface’s mouth was untied, he immediately blurted out: "... I recognize him! I know this Old Mr. Fu!"

"It was my men that I had arranged to kill him at noon today, and they told me they had succeeded!"

"That’s why I was so shocked when I saw this Old Mr. Fu still alive!"

Scarface spilled everything in one breath, and Old Mr. Fu couldn’t help but gasp upon hearing this.

"... What did you say? You are saying you arranged for someone to come kill me at noon?"

Lu Sheng’s expression turned cold as she immediately put the knife to Scarface’s neck: "Explain everything in detail, from start to finish."

"It went like this..." Scarface, deciding to come clean, confessed, "The person who first hired us to kidnap that old lady was that Mr. Li."

"He promised that as long as we brought the old lady back to the country successfully, he would pay us five million as a reward. However, he later introduced me to another deal."

"The person who approached me through him was a woman with the last name Fu. I didn’t know her exact name, but I called her Miss Fu."

"She gave me the information of Old Mr. Fu’s cruise trip today, and asked my people to find a way to kill this Old Mr. Fu during the trip."

"So I arranged for my men in the country to carry out the task, and later they told me that they had pushed him into the sea, and that Old Mr. Fu must be dead for sure."

"Then I reported this news to Miss Fu, and she transferred one million to me. The chat and transfer records are still in my phone."

From the moment Scarface mentioned that the person introduced to him by Mr. Li was a woman with the surname Fu, Old Mr. Fu’s body violently trembled.

The more he listened, the more unbelievable it seemed, and his hands shook even more fiercely.

The person who wanted to kill him... a woman with the surname Fu.

Old Mr. Fu’s voice trembled as he asked, "Tell me, the woman who came to you to have me killed, how old is she?"

Scarface thought for a bit, "I don’t know her exact age, but her voice sounded quite young, probably in her twenties."

In her twenties...

If there was no impersonation or use of a voice changer, then the person who hired a hitman to kill him could only be his own granddaughter, Fu Siya.

Old Mr. Fu’s chest heaved violently, and he began to cough on the spot.

"Grandpa."

Lu Sheng and Li Muchen both went over to pat Old Mr. Fu’s back. Old Mr. Fu raised his hand to indicate he was fine, but his eyes were already red.

Seeing how upset and saddened Old Mr. Fu was, Lu Sheng said, "We still don’t know who the other party is, grandpa. Please, don’t get worked up just yet."

Li Muchen glanced at his subordinates, and one of them brought a mobile phone to Scarface, asking him to point out the chat and transfer records.

After Scarface pointed them out, the subordinates handed the chat and transfer records to Lu Sheng and the others.

The content of the chat records was pretty much the same as what Scarface had just described; both parties were concise in their conversation.

When it came to hiring someone for murder, the other party was naturally cautious, using a phone card with an overseas IP and the transfer account was not a domestic one.

But a million is not a small amount, and as long as they trace the origin of this money, they can definitely find out who’s behind the scenes.

However, just at this moment, Li Muchen’s phone suddenly rang.

Li Muchen glanced at the caller ID on the screen and frowned involuntarily.

Lu Sheng looked at him and asked, "The person calling... is it your uncle?"

Li Muchen nodded slightly, then with a cold look in his eyes, he ordered his subordinates, "Take these people out and lock them up for good watch. I’ll arrange the rest later."

"Yes."

His minions acted swiftly and decisively.

Upon hearing the order, some quickly escorted Scarface and his men away, while others swiftly took out tissues from their pockets to clean up the scene.

In under two minutes, the living room was spotless, as if none of the earlier events had ever happened.

Only Li Muchen, Lu Sheng, and Old Mr. Fu remained in the massive living room.

The phone had been ringing for so long without being hung up, and only then did Li Muchen answer the call and turned on the speakerphone: "Hello?"

"My dear nephew, what are you busy with? It took you so long to answer the phone."

A middle-aged man’s voice, mocking and peculiar, came through the phone, sounding very out of place in the living room.

"So it’s uncle," Li Muchen said in an indifferent voice, "Sorry, I didn’t save a note, I thought it was some spam call, so I just let it ring."

"You..."

Clearly, Li Muchen’s "didn’t save a note" and "spam call" caught Li Feng off guard.

The caller paused for three whole seconds before scoffing coldly, "Heh, we haven’t been in contact for several years, not sure how much your abilities have improved, but your sharp tongue certainly has."

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle," Li Muchen responded unflinchingly, "But compared to Uncle’s talent in sweet-talking, I still have a long way to go."

What does that mean?

Does it mean that he’s only good with his words?

Li Feng on the other end of the phone was calm at first, but after just a few words, found himself gripping the phone tightly in anger thanks to his nephew.

But the next second, he chuckled and relaxed his grip.

His grandmother, who was most important to this youngster, was now in his hands.

He was eager to see if his nephew dared to be so arrogant after learning this piece of news.

"My dear nephew, I heard you’ve been in Suli this week?" Li Feng asked nonchalantly, "What’s the matter, has the Li Family started expanding its business to Suli?"

"Since Uncle withdrew from the Li Family’s board a long time ago, I think there’s no need to elaborate on the Li Family’s development plans with you," Li Muchen replied.

Seeing that Li Muchen had no intention of engaging in casual conversation, Li Feng lost his patience and got straight to the point, "Let’s not beat around the bush."

"Li Muchen, I know you went to Suli because your grandmother went missing from the nursing home," said Li Feng, "Don’t you want to know where your grandmother is now?"

Where is grandmother now—

Li Muchen and Lu Sheng exchanged a tacit glance, then looked towards the room where the grandmother was currently resting.

Of course, she’s at home.

Li Muchen turned his head, took a deep breath, and with a voice barely concealing a tremor, said into the phone, "What... did you say? You know where my grandmother is now?"

The tone sounded steady, but it was clearly feigned composure. It also faintly exuded anger and anxiety, obviously not as calm as before.

Of course, all of this was an act from Li Muchen.

Lu Sheng glanced at Li Muchen and couldn’t help raising her eyebrows.

She never realized before that this man had such a poisonous-tongue, scheming side. And his acting skills, could they be considered quite talented?