The First Military God of the Border

Lin Hui was not in a hurry.

First, he gathered everyone from the restaurant together.

Then, Xiao Wan was temporarily put in charge of all the affairs of the restaurant.

Then, he arranged for a waiter to find Wang Ping as quickly as possible and have him send a few people to search Shuangji Restaurant.

After doing all this, he finally found Master Chen.

"Brother Lin, it's good that you're here. Now we all have someone to rely on."

Lin Hui nodded: "Master Chen, it's alright, I'll bring my sister back."

Master Chen asked, "Brother Lin, what are your plans?"

"no."

"what?"

Master Chen was dumbfounded.

Lin Hui chuckled: "No need for any plans. My sister is definitely in Hu Ning's hands. I can't think of anyone else besides him."

"Brother Lin, could they be bandits?"

Lin Hui shook his head: "No."

Lin Hui was so certain because of the situation outside the city; things were different today, and bandits couldn't get into the county town.

"Master Chen, could you please help Miss Xiaowan with the restaurant's affairs?"

Where are you going?

"Looking for someone."

When Lin Hui arrived at Shuangji, the restaurant was bustling with activity and had many customers.

It's obvious that without Song Qingyan, Shiweitian Restaurant is still operating normally, but the number of customers is far less than that of Shuangji Restaurant now.

Stepping into the lobby, it was incredibly noisy, filled with the sounds of drinking and chatting.

"Have you noticed that Shuangji's liquor is a level below Shiweitian's? It just doesn't have that kick."

After downing a glass, a seasoned drinker couldn't recapture the feeling of drinking Thirty Mile Red liquor, smacking his lips and shaking his head.

"That's for sure. Thirty Mile Red is much stronger. Compared to it, Shuangji's Ten Mile Red is no different from plain water."

Someone chimed in, "That's for sure. I should have gone to Shi Wei Tian instead. Shuang Ji is just for convenience."

"Don't you know? Boss Song of Shiweitian has disappeared. We were afraid that if we went there, it would be closed and we would have made a wasted trip."

"What? Boss Song is missing? When did this happen?"

"You didn't know? The news has spread. Apparently, they disappeared yesterday afternoon."

That's strange.

The drinkers were chatting animatedly when a middle-aged man in a corner lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Boss Hu has been causing trouble for Boss Song for quite some time now. Could it be...?"

The man stopped halfway through his sentence, his gaze fixed on the depths of the restaurant.

The spiritual being beside him quickly reached out and tugged at the man's sleeve, lowering his voice even further: "What are you saying? Do you think we can just guess about things like this?"

"Didn't you see? Military Advisor Wang personally led a team here, but they didn't find anything."

"Why is this Military Advisor Wang so famous? Could it be that he's also taken a fancy to Boss Song?"

"Haha, I also like those two lumps of meat on Boss Song's body..."

"Ha ha……."

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Hu Ning, the owner of Shuangji, has a habit of sitting at the counter for a while every morning when customers first arrive, and today was no exception.

He appeared to be reviewing the day's accounts, but his ears were constantly listening to the sounds coming from below.

When he heard the murmurs below, his lips twitched involuntarily.

He hadn't expected these drinkers to be so promiscuous, and they were making all sorts of wild guesses.

But even if people suspect him, what can they do? No one saw it, and no one knows that Song Qingyan was taken away by him.

By the time others realized it, Song Qingyan and the brewing secrets of Shiweitian Restaurant had all become his.

At that time, Hu Ning will be able to monopolize the entire liquor business in Linjiang County.

He sat at the counter for a while longer, working on his abacus while listening to the discussions below.

The accountant stood by, serving him, not daring to utter a sound.

Not long after, a servant rushed in and whispered a few words in Hu Ning's ear.

Hu Ning smiled with satisfaction and nodded.

"Shopkeeper, what should we do?"

"Don't panic, that place was just a smokescreen. Just let the constables search it."

Hu Ning wasn't stupid. When Wang Ping arrived, he knew that Wang Ping wouldn't give up easily. After all, Lin Hui and Song Qingyan had an ambiguous relationship, and Lin Hui was also close to Wang Ping.

So, just in case, they deliberately arranged for someone to sneak around outside, just to trick Wang Ping.

By the time Wang Ping finished searching over there, he had already finished here.

"Is everything ready?"

"Shopkeeper, the carriage is already waiting outside."

Hu Ning revealed an evil, lewd smile, went out the back door, and entered a carriage.

The coachman was a young man. He drove the carriage into the alley behind Shuangji, and he didn't go very fast.

As if on purpose, the carriage twisted and turned through the alley.

Perhaps sensing that it was about time, Hu Ning, inside the car, said unhurriedly, "Let's go, straight there."

The coachman cracked his whip and spurred the carriage westward.

But no one noticed that not far from the carriage, several figures were following at a leisurely pace; they looked like ordinary pedestrians.

The carriage eventually stopped in a secluded box in the west of the city.

After getting out of the car, Hu Ning quickly took a few steps forward and slipped into a dark wooden door.

The alley was unusually quiet; you could hardly hear any other sounds.

After the coachman drove the carriage to wait outside the alley, a figure quickly appeared on the wall and disappeared in a flash.

The figure then searched the alleyway again before quickly making its way to a corner.

A short while later, Wang Ping and his yamen runners appeared at the corner, but they were not wearing government uniforms and were dressed as ordinary people.

"Military Advisor Wang, thank you so much for today. The area outside the city is in complete chaos, and I was grateful that you helped me find people."

"Don't be so polite. I'm your older brother. Besides, as a judicial officer, these are my duties."

"But brother, how can you be so sure it's related to Hu Ning?"

Wang Ping looked at Lin Hui in disbelief: "When I received the news you asked me to search Shuangji, I thought you were just grasping at straws in desperation."

Lin Hui smiled and said, "I can't be sure either, but with Song Qingyan missing, who benefits the most? It's definitely Hu Ning."

"I didn't expect it to really be him."

Wang Ping nodded, then asked, "So what do we do now? Should we rush in to rescue them, or...?"

Lin Hui shook his head. Rushing in directly was not a wise move. If Hu Ning became desperate and acted rashly, it could easily endanger Song Qingyan's safety.

"No, it's easy to run into problems if we go straight in."

He surveyed the surrounding terrain, then instructed the constables, "You two guard the back gate. Remember, whatever you do, don't let them escape."

The two constables looked at each other, unsure whether to listen to Lin Hui, and then turned their gaze to Wang Ping.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and go."

The two constables quickly went to the back door.

Lin Hui then said, "You two stay here, Wang Canjun and I will go in and look for an opportunity to rescue them."

Without further hesitation, the yamen runners began to split up and take action.