Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 88: A Private Talk with Old Xu

The caller was his son, Xu Changchun. Xu Changchun made it very clear on the phone that he hoped he could repay Lao Mo a favor.

Old Xu neither said he would take charge nor that he wouldn't.

He decided to see Old Mo tomorrow before making a decision. If Old Mo was truly the kind of utterly wicked person, he certainly wouldn't interfere in such a serious matter.

However, if Lao Mo is innocent, then Xu Shihua will do everything in his power to get Lao Mo out of trouble.

The next morning, Mr. Xu, accompanied by his bodyguard, got into his car and headed straight to the Hongxing Institute.

Deputy Director Zhang is currently the acting director. Upon hearing that General Xu had come in person, he immediately rushed outside to greet him.

The first thing Old Xu said to him was, "I want to see Chen Jinmo. Arrange a room for me. I want to talk to him in person."

"this……"

Deputy Director Zhang's face instantly turned as black as liver.

"No, Mr. Xu, Chen Jinmo's case is not under my jurisdiction, it is under Lu Wanshan's jurisdiction!"

He's a "special envoy" from the bureau, I have no authority over him! Mr. Xu, please don't make things difficult for me, okay?

Old Xu paused, and an invisible pressure swept over Deputy Director Zhang.

"Xiao Zhang, I'll ask you one more time, is it possible to see him?"

"Old Xu, this case really isn't under my jurisdiction."

"Even if it's not your business, I still want to see him. If you can't, then send that Lu Wanshan to see me."

Old Xu went into Deputy Director Zhang's office and plopped down there.

"Yes. I'll go talk to Lu Wanshan right now."

Deputy Director Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and ran off like a scurrying scurry.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Lu Wanshan finally came over reluctantly.

"Old Xu, it's not that I don't want you to see him, it's just that this case is far too big. The person who died was a high-ranking official at the department level. It would be against the rules for you to see him."

Faced with Elder Xu, Lu Wanshan had no choice but to lower his voice and be humble.

Old Xu angrily said, "Lu Wanshan, do you really want me to call your bureau chief? If your bureau chief dares not agree, I'll immediately send a whole company over. I'm going to see this man today."

"Lu Wanshan, even if he were just a suspect now, or even if he really did kill Director Yang, I still have the ability to get him released if I wanted to."

This is absolutely unreasonable!

Lu Wanshan asked in a humble voice, "Old Xu, if I may ask, who is he to you, and is he worth doing this for?"

Old Xu simply said two words: "Worth it."

Okay, Lu Wanshan had nothing to say. What's the point of investigating this? They said that if they wanted to protect him, they could get the real culprit out.

"Alright. Mr. Xu, I'll arrange it for you right away."

In a reception room, Old Xu sat there drinking tea and waiting.

Shortly after, Old Mo walked in, his hands handcuffed.

Two policemen followed behind, trying to get in.

Old Xu said, "Alright. Don't come in. I need to talk to him alone."

"Yes."

The two police officers obediently withdrew.

At the entrance, Mr. Xu's bodyguards were stationed, and no one was allowed to approach.

Old Mo walked to the other side of the table, sat down, looked at Old Xu, and gave a wry smile.

"Mr. Xu, thank you for coming to see me."

Old Xu looked at him and said helplessly, "Why did you make it like this?"

Old Mo gave a bitter laugh and said, "The world is unfair! They're trying to kill me, why can't I fight back?"

Old Xu was taken aback for a moment, then asked in surprise, "So, all those people in your courtyard were your doing?"

Old Mo gave another bitter laugh. "They're bullying me too much. All I want is to find my daughter. I told them clearly that I'd stop once I found her. But they won't listen; they look down on me. What can I do?"

Old Xu's cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, and he stared intently at Old Mo.

"How did you do that?"

Old Master Xu said earnestly, "I possess some special abilities, but I cannot reveal them; if I did, I would be finished. Please forgive me, Elder Xu."

Old Xu sat up straight and asked seriously, "If—I mean, if—I didn't care about you, could you get out of here?"

Old Mo smiled and said, "It should be fine. But I don't want to do that unless absolutely necessary. I don't want to kill innocent people except for my enemies."

"Hiss..."

Mr. Xu felt a toothache.

He shouted outside, "Xiao Li, go find that Lu Wanshan and bring me all the case files related to Lao Mo."

"Yes."

A guard outside named Xiao Li immediately responded loudly.

Old Mo was taken aback for a moment, then asked curiously, "Old Xu, what are you doing? Are you going to investigate me too? Didn't I tell you the truth?"

Old Xu gave him a disdainful look and said, "You don't know anything."

Old Xu lowered his voice and said, "Kid, if you only kill two or three people, you're dead. But if you kill enough, perhaps I still have a chance to save you."

Old Mo's eyes widened.

Is this true? Is there really such a claim?

That old rascal is really wicked, is he trying to fool me?

Soon, the guard, Xiao Li, brought the case file over and placed it on Old Xu's desk.

Old Xu casually picked up a file and started reading. He didn't look at it closely, only at the end.

He didn't even look at the rest of the files; he just started counting them one by one.

There are twenty-six in total.

"Heh, brat, not bad, you killed twenty-six people in total."

Old Mo gave a bitter smile and said, "Not just that. If I remember correctly, I've killed forty-three people in the ten days I've been out here."

Old Xu's eyes widened instantly.

"Who else could it be?"

Old Mo said, "Yang Guangrong, the head of security at the steel rolling mill, brought eleven men and tried to kill me in the middle of the night."

I silently turned the tables and killed them. There was also Yi Zhonghai's wife, Li Cuilian, and the Long Lin couple and their two henchmen. That makes a perfect total of forty-three.

Old Xu took a deep breath.

"You brat, you really are a devil! Normally, I wouldn't save you. But my son begged me, he wants me to save you. But you have to agree to one condition."

Forty-three people are really not a big deal for someone like Old Xu, whose battles can result in the deaths of thousands or even tens of thousands of people. In any case, it's not enough to give him a big shock.

Old Mo nodded and said, "Please go ahead."

Old Xu said, "Having the ability is a good thing. Those people ruined your family, so I have nothing to say if you kill them. Promise me that if you can really get out, you'll let go of all these things, okay?"

Old Mo said, "I'm looking for my daughter. Anyone who tries to stop me, I'll kill them. I can only promise you that I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. That's what I did before, and that's what I'll do in the future."

"Ugh."

Old Xu sighed, finished organizing the files, and said, "I'm not sure if it will succeed. Give me three days. If I can't do it, you'll have to figure it out yourself!"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Thank you, Elder Xu."