Chapter 269: Chapter 269: If I Can’t Be Your Lover, Then I’ll Be Your Enemy (2) Chapter 269: Chapter 269: If I Can’t Be Your Lover, Then I’ll Be Your Enemy (2) The police station had taken drastic measures this time, practically deploying everyone, and she had only gotten the news yesterday at noon and had managed to inform Wang Xiu in time.
The other subordinate members were not in the Imperial Capital, and because they lived in remote areas, they were completely unreachable.
And she was the real mastermind behind this human trafficking ring.
However, she had also taken over from a mysterious person a year ago.
As a base of operation for their organization’s activities within the country.
And she had already betrayed her country two years ago!
Qinghuan did not hesitate but drove to the hotel in the Imperial Capital, and made a call from the reception to call out Alina, who was drinking coffee with Xino.
When Alina saw it was Qinghuan, her expression instantly tightened. She glanced around nervously, then looked back in the direction she came and closed the door of the private room, furrowing her brow as she asked, “Qinghuan, you need me for something?”
Alina was a team member recruited by Qinghuan six months ago, not voluntarily, but because Qinghuan held a deadly secret over her.
And that secret also involved Xino.
Qinghuan took out a photo and handed it to Alina, speaking indifferently, “Go and take this person out for me.”
Alina’s face turned pale instantly.
They were sitting in a secluded private room, but Alina still looked around in panic, and then lowered her voice, “Qinghuan, don’t think that just because you have something on me, you can do whatever you want. I won’t kill someone, just give it up….”
Qinghuan slightly smiled, picked up the photo, “Alright, then I will go and tell Xino, that his first love died by your hand.”
“It wasn’t me!” Alina roared lowly.
“If it wasn’t for your needle hitting the horse’s front hoof, how could she possibly fall off the horse and die? Alina, I still have that needle…”
“You…” Alina clenched her fists, her face pale, her lips trembling, and after a few moments, under Qinghuan’s mocking smile, she grit her teeth, “Fine, I’ll go.”
“That’s more like it.” Qinghuan no longer hesitated, now in a race against time. She handed the photo back to Alina, speaking gravely, “Leave the hotel immediately, take a right. There’ll be a Toyota car, the door will open when it sees you, the driver is someone you’ve worked with before. Use your weapon, the Stinger Needles, to shoot her, then switch to another car afterward, don’t worry, nothing will happen, go now…”
Qinghuan, having spoken, leaned back in the coffee chair, watching as Alina, with a grim face, left.
She leisurely picked up her coffee cup, elegantly took a sip, then, setting down the cup, her gaze followed the car speeding away through the window.
These past few months had been too unsettling, with several of their northern strongholds destroyed, and this base also facing collapse.
Where exactly had things gone wrong?
Qinghuan pondered intensely, but suddenly realized, it seemed every incident had Gu Qiaoqiao’s shadow in it.
But could that country girl, the one she loathed so deeply, really possess such capability?
Her hand tightened around the coffee cup, a hint of a ferocious smile tainting her lips.
Gu Qiaoqiao, even if you had that capability, you would inevitably vanish from this world one day!
She thought of the man she had foolishly loved for over a decade.
Qinghuan murmured to herself, “Qin Yize, if I can’t be your lover, then I’ll be your enemy!”