Tang Jin knew he couldn't out-talk Fu Yan Ting, so he stopped trying.
That evening, Fu Yan Ting sat alone in the living room, smoking. Tang Jin came out, saw Fu Yan Ting smoking, was momentarily stunned, then asked Fu Yan Ting for a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but didn't light it. He asked, "Yan Ting, since you already know the organization's lair, what's your next move?"
Fu Yan Ting told Tang Jin his plan.
After listening, Tang Jin smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know it's inconvenient for you to show up now. I'll go for you this time."
"Mm."
Although Tang Jin's private life was a bit scandalous, he understood Fu Yan Ting the best. As soon as Fu Yan Ting explained his plan, Tang Jin knew what Fu Yan Ting intended to do next.
Tang Jin went to meet Han Ming Xuan on behalf of Fu Yan Ting, and together they stormed the mysterious organization's lair. However, by the time they arrived, it was already deserted. As Fu Yan Ting's brother, Tang Jin knew that Fu Yan Ting wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure about.
If Fu Yan Ting hadn't had enough evidence to prove that the mysterious organization's lair was there, he wouldn't have let Tang Jin lead his men in.
Tang Jin couldn't help but frown.
Seeing no one around, Han Ming Xuan was extremely unwilling and shouted, "Search everywhere, don't miss a single corner."
The subordinates dared not delay and began to search everywhere. After a long time, they found nothing.
Tang Jin surveyed the surroundings and unexpectedly discovered that these people had only recently left.
What did this mean? It meant these people had heard the news in advance and fled quickly.
Despite this discovery, Tang Jin didn't believe these people and didn't tell them, not even Han Ming Xuan.
After the subordinates searched, they reported to Han Ming Xuan, "Deputy Captain, we found nothing."
"A bunch of useless good-for-nothings, withdraw."
Han Ming Xuan was very dissatisfied with the result and angrily led his team away.
Tang Jin also drove back to the villa.
Seeing Tang Jin return, Fu Yan Ting raised an eyebrow and asked, "How was it?"
Although it was only two short words, Tang Jin knew what Fu Yan Ting was asking.
Tang Jin shook his head and said, "We were a step too late. Someone tipped them off, and they left early."
"Mm."
Facing Tang Jin's words, Fu Yan Ting seemed to have expected it, only giving a soft hum, without the anger Tang Jin had anticipated.
Tang Jin was puzzled. Seeing Fu Yan Ting sitting calmly on the sofa, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Yan Ting, the lead you finally got is interrupted like this, why do you seem so unhurried? Do you have other evidence?"
Fu Yan Ting glanced at Tang Jin and simply hummed again.
Seeing Fu Yan Ting admit it so openly, Tang Jin couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up in his heart.
Fu Yan Ting had always been like this, always fully prepared for everything.
"Yan Ting, what are you going to do next?"
"I know who the leader of the mysterious organization is. We won't rush this. Let him have his fun for a while."
At this moment, Fu Yan Ting was like a hunter, and the people of the mysterious organization were like his prey. Now that Fu Yan Ting knew who they were, he was no longer in a hurry. For Fu Yan Ting, catching them sooner or later no longer mattered.
"Oh, right. I can't appear in public right now. Call Xin Yi and tell him to organize a funeral for me."
"Damn it, how many funerals have you held yourself over the years? The condolence money I've given you alone could buy a villa. I'll postpone this funeral, and I'll give you the condolence money for the next one."
Hearing Tang Jin's words, Fu Yan Ting's mouth twitched.
However, Fu Yan Ting wasn't after the condolence money. He responded indifferently, "As you wish."
"Also, send more bodyguards to B City during this time to protect Yan Xi. I'm worried about her safety."
"Seriously, Yan Ting, aren't you going to find Yan Xi? Or if you're really worried about Yan Xi, I can bring her over."
"No, doing so will only make those people suspicious. Just do as I say."
"Then you're really not going to contact Yan Xi?"
Tang Jin hadn't met a woman he would risk everything to protect, but if he had, Tang Jin definitely wouldn't leave her alone and uncaring.
So, sometimes, Tang Jin truly couldn't understand Fu Yan Ting's love.
If you say Fu Yan Ting loves Yan Xi, he can push Yan Xi into danger for his plans.
If you say Fu Yan Ting doesn't love Yan Xi, he can risk his life for Yan Xi.
Fu Yan Ting glanced at Tang Jin, gave no response, and got up to return to his room.
Tang Jin sighed helplessly.
He had no choice but to call Xin Yi and ask him to organize a funeral for Fu Yan Ting.
When Xin Yi received Tang Jin's call and learned that Fu Yan Ting was dead, he was heartbroken.
Tang Jin said, "I'm a bit short on cash lately. Regarding the condolence money, I'll make up for it next time he dies."
His words were subtly hinting to Xin Yi that Fu Yan Ting wasn't actually dead, but unfortunately, Xin Yi was too immersed in his grief to understand.
After Tang Jin hung up, for some reason, Shangguan Wan Er's face suddenly appeared in his mind.
Tang Jin shook his head forcefully.
He was truly going mad.
Why would he think of Shangguan Wan Er?
Tang Jin dared to get involved with any woman; at worst, he would give her a sum of money as a breakup fee and compensation when they parted. Shangguan Wan Er was the only woman he dared not and could not touch.
Yan Xi returned to the hotel in a daze. Even now, Yan Xi couldn't believe that Fu Yan Ting was truly gone from her.
When Tang Jin approached Yan Xi, Yan Xi still held a sliver of hope. Although she had only met Tang Jin once, Yan Xi knew clearly that the man before her was Fu Yan Ting's good friend.
He knew many of Fu Yan Ting's affairs.
Yan Xi asked, "Mr. Tang, do you know where Fu Yan Ting is? He didn't really die, did he? He's just hiding because he doesn't want to see me, right?"
Yan Xi didn't cry or fuss, just stood quietly before Tang Jin and asked softly.
Even so, Tang Jin could see how much pain Yan Xi was in at that moment.
Tang Jin had never understood the meaning of tenderness towards women. In his opinion, most of a woman's pain and sorrow were just a pretense, and he never took women's pain and sorrow seriously.