Villain Boss Chapter 187
Translated by Digitalian (ko-fi)
Chapter 187: The Hypnotist
It was late at night. The owner hadn’t returned home, and the servants had all gone to rest. The villa was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of footsteps from the night patrol coming from the street outside.
Si Xu said that their target was a hypnotist, a guest of the Shen family. If Shen Lang didn’t return, that person wouldn’t leave the Shen family’s residence. Therefore, as long as he kept an eye on the Shen family‘s residence, he would soon be able to find clues about that person.
He knew that some powerful superhumans with psychic abilities could control other people's thoughts and actions. Hypnotists were probably similar to superhumans with psychic abilities.
Even someone as capable as Jiang Ran was outmaneuvered by the Shen family, which showed how extraordinary that hypnotist was.
Once he found that person, he’d knock him out first.
With that thought in mind, Qiao Yi groped his way forward in the darkness.
"Get out! How dare you send this into my room?"
Suddenly, angry shouts erupted from the second floor, accompanied by the sound of things breaking on the ground.
Someone was arguing.
With the head of the Shen family not back yet, the only one who would dare to throw a tantrum at the Shen family's residence at this hour was likely that guest.
Following the sound, Qiao Yi tiptoed up to the second floor.
In the pitch-black corridor, only one door was open, letting out a warm yellow candlelight glow.
The man's roar continued, clearly coming from inside the door.
"Get out of here and don't bother me, or I'll have Shen Lang throw you all out of the base to feed the zombies."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Two servants dragged an unconscious woman out of the room, bowing to the man as they stood at the door. "We'll throw her out now. Don't get angry, and get some rest."
The person inside the room responded curtly, "Get out."
The two servants dragged the woman away.
Qiao Yi darted into the shadows and held his breath.
The servants went downstairs.
The woman's head was smashed by something, leaving a trail of blood.
Qiao Yi avoided the bloodstains and walked to the door of the room.
He knocked gently on the door.
"Who’s it?" came the irritable reply.
"Sir," Qiao Yi said in a high-pitched voice, "your room floor is dirty. I'll clean it."
"Wait a moment."
The sound of a chair scraping against the floor came from inside the room. The man cursed and came to open the door.
"How dare those idiots in the Shen family put a prostitute in my room? Do they think they can get rid of me like a beggar? What bastards!"
He opened the door, saw Qiao Yi, and was taken aback. "Who are you?"
"Are you the hypnotist that Marshal Shen mentioned?" Without giving the man a chance to react, Qiao Yi adopted an expression of admiration and eagerly asked, "Is it you?"
The man blurted out, "Do you need something from me?"
After asking the question, he realized something was wrong.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Having gotten the answer, Qiao Yi knocked the man unconscious with a karate chop, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and hummed a little tune as he left the villa.
"I've found the person. Let's meet at the agreed place."
A curse came through the earpiece. "Qiao Yi, can you please not be so impulsive next time? Do you know that if anything happens to you, we won't even be able to help you in time?"
"Okay, okay." Qiao Yi took off his headset, avoided the patrolling superhuman team, and quietly ran toward Si Xu's apartment.
Hearing a knock at the front door, Si Xu laid the sleeping girl in his arms onto the bed, put on his coat, and went to open the door.
"Professor Si." Upon seeing the man, Qiao Yi greeted him obediently, tossing the man he was carrying onto the living room floor. "This is the guy."
Si Xu slowly buttoned up his coat and looked at the unconscious man on the ground.
The man looked to be in his early fifties, with no superpowers emanating from him. Even in the apocalypse, he maintained his bulky physique, indicating that he was living a comfortable life.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work," Si Xu said politely.
Qiao Yi quickly waved his hand. "Don’t mention it. Thank you, Professor Si, for the medicine. Thanks to you, the epidemic in the slum has been brought under control."
"That's good."
Si Xu simply asked about how he found the man, and Qiao Yi naturally answered all his questions.
"Was he still at the Shen family's?" It seemed that Shen Lang's plan was implemented in a hurry. It must have been a last-minute arrangement.
Shen Lang wasn’t a person who sought quick success or instant benefits, so why was he suddenly in such a hurry to frame Jiang Ran this time?
Could it be that something unexpected happened in the past two days?
The man lay motionless on the floor like a dead pig.
Si Xu glanced at him disdainfully, then had Qiao Yi fetch some unfiltered water from the kitchen and pour it over the man's head.
"Pfft, cough, cough, cough!" Like a rooster with its tail burned off, the man tried to sit up in shock and yelled, "Who did this? I'm going to die!"
Before he could sit up, Si Xu raised his foot and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying again.
"Ouch!" The man rolled on the floor and couldn't get up for a long time.
"Are you awake?" Si Xu's eyes were cold, concealing murderous intent. "If you're not awake, I don't mind helping you again."
Finally realizing he was in danger, the man waved his hands and moved back, saying, "No, no, sir, I have no grudge against you. What are you doing?"
"We have no grudge against each other?" Si Xu pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, saying leisurely, "Do you know who I am?"
Only after he asked that question did the man dare to look up and size him up.
Once he saw who it was, the man was so scared that he almost fainted.
"Prof-Professor Si-Si..."
As if he had seen some kind of demon, his pupils trembled, his face turned pale, and his whole body shook like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
Was Si Xu really that scary? Looking at the man, Qiao Yi thought to himself, how dared this man scheme against Si Xu alongside Shen Lang when he was such a coward?
"You know me?" Si Xu chuckled. "You've heard about my methods of torturing people?"
The man lay prostrate on the ground, trembling incessantly, saying, "I've heard... I've heard of them."
"Do you want to die?"
"I don't want to," he stammered, terrified. "Professor Si, framing Miss Jiang wasn't my intention. That old bastard Shen Lang forced me to. Look at me, I'm just an ordinary person. Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare to scheme against your woman!"
Qiao Yi tsked. What the hell? Where did Shen Lang find this guy? He had no backbone at all.
Si Xu showed no surprise. "Shen Lang ordered you to do this. Why did Shen Lang do this?"
"Well..." The man, who had always been forthcoming with his knowledge, suddenly hesitated.
"If you won't tell me, then I'll have no choice but to..."
Si Xu paused in his speech, and the vase on the living room table shattered. Shards flew everywhere, startling the man who screamed in terror.
"I'll speak, I'll speak!"
He had long heard that Professor Si liked to twist people into pretzels. If Shen Lang hadn't forced him, he would never have tried to hypnotize Jiang Ranran.
"Shen Lang received news that—that—" the man lowered his voice, as if he was finding it difficult to say, "Mr. Shen Yang likes Miss Jiang."
He had been with the Shen family before the apocalypse, and Shen Lang regarded him as a confidant. He also had a lot of contact with the laboratory staff.
Shen Lang didn't tell him the reason for this operation, but he overheard it when he passed by the study door.
"I overheard Shen Lang and Zheng Li talking. They said that if Mr. Shen Yang continued like this, it’d ruin their plans. So, they had to get rid of Miss Jiang first. Maybe they could kill two birds with one stone and drive you out of Xiling base as well."
His clothes were soaked with cold sweat. After speaking, the man lay on the floor, trembling.
Si Xu didn’t say a word.
Upon hearing the shocking secret, Qiao Yi’s mouth was slightly agape. He carefully observed Si Xu’s expression.
Professor Si seemed expressionless after hearing that. Wasn't he angry?
"Humph," Si Xu snorted disdainfully as the two men trembled with fear. "He does have some taste, but unfortunately, Jiang Ran will never like him."
