Mo Xixi was dumbstruck when she heard about Li Hui’s death. She couldn’t imagine that her thoughtless scribble could lead to Li Hui’s inexplicable demise.
Even after arriving at Golden Splendor, her mouth hadn’t stopped moving. "How can someone just die like that," "The guys from the National Security Department who are in charge of surveillance are incredibly sharp, with them watching, not even a mosquito can escape their sight."
"Major Lin didn’t have the chance to explain in detail today," Xia You, who anyway doesn’t get along with those Young Masters, just nested in the changing room she shared with Mo Xixi and Li Zhen and got changed into her uniform.
"At a time like this, it’s up to me," Mo Xixi pulled out her mobile phone, which was quite special, resembling a transmitter. With a few rapid taps, she composed a text message, and after sending it to a group, she propped up with her legs crossed, waiting for replies.
Li Zhen was responsible for bringing Mo Xixi over, but for some reason, she hadn’t shown up yet.
Mo Xixi’s texts were sent quickly, and the replies came just as fast.
"Firsthand news, guaranteed fresh, even Major Lin doesn’t know about it yet," As the number one source of gossip at Rand, Mo Xixi had access to a lot of solid information.
"The brothers in charge of tracking said the guy died around 9 this morning, that’s really pushing it, just about an hour after I hacked his account, it looks like someone else was also watching his account."
"The forensic department’s information is that there were no signs of struggle in Li Hui’s 200-plus-square-meter luxury apartment. Li Hui died in his bathtub, his housekeeper said he had the habit of taking baths every morning."
"The medical examiners said that the body slid into the water after death, suggesting natural causes, no wounds on the body, just that there was heavy bleeding at his cerebral arteries, clinical symptoms very similar to a brain hemorrhage."
After reading through a few texts with additional content, Mo Xixi’s previously non-stop mouth closed. This way of dying was a bit too strange, wasn’t it? Li Hui was barely in his forties, and from the looks of his restraint last night as well as his control of smoking and drinking, he seemed to be someone who cherished life and focused on health. Such a person dying of a disease like a brain hemorrhage was irrational.
"It’s already 8 o’clock, how come Li Zhen still hasn’t come," Xia You didn’t have any leads on the medical aspects and could only change the subject. Li Hui’s death cast a shadow over both of their hearts.
"Xiao Xia, someone’s requested your table, hurry up, it’s a very important customer," The floor manager couldn’t find Xia You in the Young Masters’ lounge, and after asking around found out that she was with the new beverage salesperson.
"Not bad, eh? Getting a request on the second day," Mo Xixi joked, unlike beverage salespersons who are allowed to actively go out and sell drinks and are generally not dismissed by customers, it’s rare for a "Young Master" like Xia You to be requested on the second day.
Compared to the excitement of the floor manager and Mo Xixi, Xia You’s smile was forced. She had thought that after last night’s drama, she would have some downtime, and if she had the chance tonight, she could take a look inside "Military Road" and see how Ziyu’s handover ceremony at the temple was going. Now it seemed that she would not have any time to squeeze in.
What scared her even more was, would any normal person request a "Yin Yang Strange Qi" Young Master like her?
VIP1’s private room was more than double the size of the average room. It had a wall-sized LED stereo screen, handcrafted top-class sofas, and the coffee table was adorned with decades-old vintage wines from top vineyards.
Inside this huge room, having just gone through a selection controversy, were only three customers seated. In front of the customers stood a mama-san, and in addition, there were a few faces familiar to Xia You, including a brown-haired woman throwing flirtatious glances at the three men, a younger master with an imbalanced mentality, and the top Young Master among them.
Among the three customers, two were regulars. One of them was the brown-haired woman’s old flame, who she preferred over customers like Li Hui. Coming from a wealthy and influential family, if he took a real liking to her and if luck was on her side, she could even become a Young Mistress of a wealthy family.
Today one of her sweethearts was being polite, not starting to get handsy immediately upon arrival, but instead allowing one of the three men who appeared most decent to choose first.