Chapter 19 Su Xiaoyu Was Attacked

"Take He Boye as my confidant?"

Xia Meili raised her voice and frowned at Yang Yi.

Her eyes seemed to be telling him, "Are you kidding?"

Glancing at the figure outside the office door, Yang Yi nodded with a smile and replied:

"Yes, you have to treat He Boye as your confidant. At least, you have to make He Boye think that you have accepted him and let him work for you."

"Only in this way can He Boye relax his vigilance and help us pass some information."

"I see."

Feeling that Yang Yi didn't seem to be joking, Xia Meili thought for a while and agreed.

When Xia Meili walked out of the office and saw He Boye waiting outside, she took a few more glances at him and asked him to help her sort out the documents.

After getting along with each other for some time, he gradually changed his attitude and let He Boye take part in his work.

After arranging his work, Yang Yi finally remembered the invitation from Su Xiaoyu and called her.

On the second day, they had made an appointment to go to the manor of the Su family. Yang Yi decided to get ready today and dress himself up in case that Su Xiaoyu's family would think that he looked down upon the party.

The two of them agreed to meet at the most bustling commercial street in Hang City to choose customized dresses and buy gifts together.

But as soon as he went out and came to the commercial street to meet Su Xiaoyu, he felt a little uneasy.

At first, he didn't care about it at all. He ignored this feeling and led Su Xiaoyu into a tailored dress shop.

This feeling was getting stronger and stronger when she was making a dress.

When the dress requirement had been confirmed, Yang Yi was inexplicably flustered and somewhat absent-minded.

"Mr. Yang? Are you okay?"

As soon as they walked out of the shop, Su Xiaoyu noticed that Yang Yi seemed to be absent-minded. She called him twice to draw his attention back.

"Ah, I'm fine. Do you want to take a walk nearby?"

Yang Yi gave Su Xiaoyu an apologetic smile and continued to shop with her.

However, his eyes always inadvertently swept around.

He was keenly aware that there were many foreigners around the business street, looking at him from time to time.

Having been in the financial circle for more than ten years, Yang Yi had known many big shots and experienced a lot of special situations.

He always believed in his intuition.

As soon as they arrived at the commercial street, they felt as if they were being monitored by someone

Glancing at the foreign faces around him, he had a bold guess in his heart: someone was following them!

After shopping for a while, Yang Yi said goodbye to Su Xiaoyu, took her into the car of the Su family, and found an excuse to leave the commercial street.

However, that feeling did not decrease, instead, it became more and more intense.

After returning to the hotel room, Yang Yi hurriedly turned on his mobile phone to check the news in the next ten days.

But there was nothing special about the news, especially about the future Hang City.

When he opened WeChat and saw a message in a group chat, his heart skipped a beat.

"Have you heard about it? Someone was assassinated in Hang City!"

It was a chatting record, in which a person sent this sentence, followed by a few photos and a video.

Yang Yi clicked in and saw a black extended Lincoln parked on the side of Yongan road in Hang City. The car was full of bullet holes.

The door was wide open. A bodyguard in a black suit and sunglasses was getting out of the car, holding a girl horizontally in his arms.

The girl wore a long white dress, frowning and looking painful.

Several bullet holes were left on the dress, and blood kept oozing out. The dark red blood dyed the originally white dress red and fell to the ground along with the dress.

The photographer didn't expect such a situation. His hand was shaking, and the photo was visible to the naked eye.

But the scene in the photo was still shocking.

Although it was a little blurry, Yang Yi recognized at a glance that the girl in the photo was Su Xiaoyu, who had accompanied him to customize the dress just now!

After calming himself down, Yang Yi opened the video again.

The video was shot when someone happened to see this scene when passing by Yongan road.

Perhaps it was because they didn't want to be held accountable, the photographers were very careful. There were other people around the camera, and the scene was also very shaking.

The video was short but it roughly recorded the scene.

Su Xiaoyu was shot, and one of the bullets was still in her heart. She was in a critical situation.

Before the ambulance arrived, she had died because of the hemorrhage…

When the video was over, Yang Yi's face was as cold as ice.

He took a look at the chatting records and found that Su Xiaoyu was killed by the attack tomorrow.

And tomorrow would be the day he was invited to visit the Su manor.

Su Xiaoyu wasn't in the Su family's manor, but she was attacked in the car.

What happened between it? And why was she attacked?

Although Su Xiaoyu was born in a secluded rich family, she had always been low profile and didn't have any enmity with others. Even few people knew the identity of Su Xiaoyu.

The car was also pierced through by the bullets, and there must be more than one person who did it. It should be organized.

Few people dared to act so recklessly in Hang City with a large number of guns.

The only one who would do this was probably the foreign killer organization hired by others.

An outsider couldn’t hurt Su Xiaoyu, nor could Su Wang, her brother, hurt his sister.

Since no one knew Su Xiaoyu's identity, this assassination could not be aimed at her.

What's more, Su Xiaoyu was involved in the assassination by accident.

As for whom he was going to target, Yang Yi still couldn't get an answer for the time being.

But judging from the place and timing of Su Xiaoyu's accident, he guessed that it must have something to do with him.

He was not sure who the assassin was.

Yang Yi looked through the video several more times, and Su Zhi's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Somehow, he had a vague feeling that this matter must have something to do with Su Zhi.

After thinking for a while, Yang Yi smiled, picked up another phone, and dialed a number:

"Hello, Leng Feng. It's me, Yang Yi. Please do me a favor."

"Oh? Mr. Yang, what else can I do for you? Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will get it done for you."

A man's teasing voice came from the other end of the phone. Yang Yi didn't answer but asked the man to investigate the foreign assassins that had recently appeared in Hang City.

"Okay. I don't have much work to do now, so I'll take care of it."

Leng Feng smiled, promised to Yang Yi, and hung up the phone.