Chapter 601

in this category. Once they realized their feelings for each other, they cleverly drew each other closer, initially thinking it was one-sided love on both sides until they discovered mutual affection....Chapter 601

While they were talking, the police came to question people and take statements. They stationed officers at every exit of the hospital and thoroughly searched for suspects. The Washington police are very perceptive; not a single suspicious man was overlooked. Three men who were roughly the same height had already been apprehended. Moxiaobai thought inwardly that these policemen clearly didn't do their jobs properly. The murderer was still standing right there, so why were they arresting people elsewhere

Moxiaobai is a prominent figure in Washington; his exposure and popularity are such that almost every resident of the city recognizes him—even three-year-olds could point at him and accurately say his name. So it's no surprise that these two police officers also recognized Moxiaobai, immediately showing starry eyes upon seeing their idol. Because they were looking at an idol, they didn't see them as suspects; this is why celebrity influence does exist.

Even though they gawked like fangirls, the statements still had to be taken. Ji Bing was the only eyewitness, and the police wanted her to help with a lineup. She found it very difficult since she couldn't remember what the man looked like except that he was tall and wearing a mask; all she could provide was his light green eyes.

The policemen also felt helpless since she was the sole witness but could provide no useful information. They were frustrated by this and their tone naturally became harsher, but Ji Bing isn't one to back down to pressure. When they spoke firmly, her expression darkened. Moxiaobai hurriedly intervened: "Officers, Ji Bing is very timid; she was scared silly upon seeing the criminal. How could she recognize him Please don't be too hard on her—look at how pale she's gotten from fright!"

The two policemen were speechless: Who had gone pale out of fright This clearly seemed to be a deliberate show, so why say that they went pale

Moxiaobai used his silver tongue to appease the police officers; one of them asked if he was there together. Moxiaobai affirmed this and the policemen finally left contentedly. Smirking, Moxiaobai suddenly realized a problem.

He had simply answered whether they were there together without thinking much about it since no one would guess that an internationally famous superstar who had become known worldwide would kill such an infamous criminal so cleanly and leave no trace of evidence behind. Anyone looking at the scene might think this was done by a repeat offender.

The police may not have suspected them, but they would surely check everyone entering the hospital today. Moxiaobai always handled things cautiously; he had to ensure his own safety.

Pike had been given an IV drip and everyone was about to leave. Relying on his famous face as a pass, Moxiaobai and Pike left the hospital very smoothly. Moxiaobai drove himself while Pike and Ji Bing drove separately. Since Pike had just received his IV drip injection, he felt refreshed and invited Moxiaobai for lunch together. Remembering that he still needed to take care of something at home, Moxiaobai declined and left. As she watched Moxiaobai's car disappear from her view, Ji Bing felt somewhat melancholic.

Moxiaobai only cared about his brother now.

Seeing this, Pike comforted her: "Hey, don't feel bad; that's just how Moxiaobai is. Once his brother recovers and comes home, he will be all yours."

Ji Bing pursed her lips as she looked at Pike and asked, "Didn't you say the injured person in Moxiaobai's family was his brother"

Pike is an optimistic person. He has a fiery temper but his intentions are good; he doesn't want Mo Bailang and Ji Bing to have any conflicts, so he says, "I was just talking casually, don't take it to heart. He might really be busy with something."

Ji Bing asks, "Why do you think Bailang likes me I'm not as good-looking as his ex-girlfriends. Is my relationship with him just a phase Am I overthinking things"

Pike says, "Ji Bing, that's really unfair to yourself. I see that Bailang is sincere about you. He’s just been acting weird lately. Don’t worry too much; it’s not a big deal and will pass in time. No need to overthink."

"Really"

"Can I lie to you" Pike says seriously, "I never lie."

Ji Bing is finally relieved. Pike invites her to eat together; Ji Bing nods and follows him.

Meng Bailang returns home to find the Big Boss sitting in the living room downstairs, which is a miraculous sight. Holding his keys, Meng Bailang slowly looks at the staircase, wondering how the Big Boss managed to come down when he was injured like that.

The Big Boss sits calmly reading magazines in the living room as if nothing happened; only the vivid red blood stain on his chest hints at his severe injuries. Meng Bailang is amazed.

Indeed, the Big Boss is a remarkable person. Even when he’s nearly out of breath, he can move freely.

"Big Boss, how did you come down" Meng Bailang's mouth forms an O-shape as his heart trembles; big boss, do you not want to heal This excessive movement… When will it ever end

He’s truly worried sick.

"Where were you" Mo Ya speaks coldly and glares at Meng Bailang. The smell of disinfectant from his body makes Mo Ya wrinkle his brows; did he go to the hospital Is something wrong, or is he visiting someone there Mo Ya believes it’s the latter, as this healthy body doesn’t seem like one that would be sick.

Meng Bailang doesn't want to tell the Big Boss he went to kill people. Intuition tells him that this news will upset the Big Boss; therefore, Meng Bailang makes up an excuse and goes upstairs. He has things to do, such as destroying the hospital’s surveillance footage.

Especially the security footage from entering and exiting the hospital—when he hacked into the hospital's mainframe, he felt a sense of dread because the police were already reviewing the tapes. Hopefully it's not too late—the hallways have his recordings… before he changed out of his doctor’s coat...

Moxiao quickly destroyed the hospital's surveillance footage, hoping it wouldn't cause him any trouble. He understood how American police conducted investigations; in such a short time, they probably hadn't seen much.

After finishing these tasks, Moxiao leaned back tiredly and couldn’t help rubbing his temples. How could he explain this to the boss If he were honest, the boss wouldn’t be happy. Over the past few years, the boss almost never allowed him to kill anyone; instead, he left those dirty jobs to others since he was afraid of killing...

Thinking about the only blemish in his life made Moxiao feel as if a fly had crawled into his heart, causing immense discomfort.

No matter how deeply one hides certain things or avoids thinking about them, they often sneakily surface at night when it’s quiet, reminding you of your own vulnerabilities and unresolved issues.

For a moment, he thought back on many things.

If not for the boss downstairs, perhaps he could have sat there all day. After each killing, his mood would be particularly low.

Moxiao went down to the first floor and Moya coldly squinted at him: "Did you go to kill someone"

It was almost a statement rather than a question. Moxiao looked helplessly at Moya, unsure why he said this; Moya snorted. There was the smell of antiseptic on his body along with a hint of chilling killing intent and yet unsubsided sharpness.

The moment he thought about him going to the hospital, Moya also thought about that surviving thug; thus, it only made sense that he had gone to kill someone.

Only when dealing with killings did his usually invincible little white show such a worrying look.

To deny would be absurd.

"Boss, you’re right about everything. There was one surviving witness who could implicate you, so I had to take care of him." Moxiao spoke lightly; killing wasn’t something honorable or worth boasting about, a simple mention was all that was needed.

Moya didn’t seem interested in hearing it and threw the magazine at him before saying vaguely: "I’m hungry."

Moxiao was taken aback but then took out the fruit he had prepared for Moya. He went to cook for him; hunger was a good sign, as he feared that Moya wouldn’t be hungry at all. Until now, Moxiao still found it miraculous how his boss managed this situation without infection or deterioration setting in despite his injury, which was truly amazing. Apart from the word 'miraculous', he didn't have any words left to describe his boss.

Moyao didn't care about his gaze at all; he remained calm, reading his magazine while eating fruit. Mo Xiaobai touched his nose and went to the kitchen to cook. Moyao enjoyed himself like an emperor.

Moyao picked up the phone subconsciously intending to let Mo Chen handle the next matter. However, he frowned and looked at Mo Xiaobai in the kitchen. Why did he always feel uneasy about Xiao Bai In reality, every task Xiao Bai handled was excellent; there was no need for him to have Mo Chen check everything once more.

What was the reason behind his past actions

He silently put down the phone. Had his attitude hurt Xiao Bai's feelings Since childhood, Xiao Bai had been the most favored one in the family. Although Wushuang was a girl, she received less affection than Xiao Bai did. He remembered how as a young boy, Xiao Bai was fair and delicate; no one dared to harm him. He and Mo Chen were always exposed to wind and sun, making their skin dark, but Xiao Bai remained pale and tender, easily drawing people's sympathy. When they were paired up, Moyao would always be with Xiao Bai, hardly ever letting him do anything, taking care of everything himself.

He couldn't bear seeing Xiao Bai get hurt; whenever Xiao Bai followed behind him, even if he was unwilling, he would step back for him. Even when he was displeased, he would listen obediently, not daring to bring any trouble his way.

Yes, bringing trouble.

No matter how perilous the situation or desperate he felt for assistance, he never allowed Xiao Bai to participate. He wanted Xiao Bai to wait quietly; their group's performance was equally good whether they were paired up or not.

Moyao thought back to how discontented Xiao Bai must have been at that time.

How incredibly unwilling and dissatisfied he had been.

Xiao Bai possessed a face that made people want to protect him, so Mo Chen, Wushuang, and even himself instinctively wanted to shield him from harm. They always made sure he stayed safely out of the way while they took care of everything themselves because deep down, they believed they were his older siblings and stronger than him, thus it was their duty to protect him.

But had they ever asked Xiao Bai what he wanted

Did he consent to being protected like this That proud Xiao Bai who always understood others so well...her, kissing her until her lips and tongue went numb; when she tried to evade him, he fixed her head in place so that she couldn't move an inch, continuing the wild assault on her mouth.The wide sleep...