Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 596

He couldn't help but speed up his movements and repeated the process of parking, sensing, and adjusting the route twice.

With every sensation, the breath came like a surging wave, so clear that it was almost within reach.

At this moment, the excitement in his heart was like a wild horse running out of its reins, difficult to suppress. The dawn of victory seemed to have penetrated the rain curtain and was just around the corner, making his blood boil and he couldn't wait to rush to his final destination.

As night fell and the air was thick with fog, He Yuzhu hurriedly passed through the streets of Hong Kong, which were a mixture of light and shadow, bustling and flashy, yet full of hidden dangers, with a secret mission in mind.

Soon, he arrived outside a yard.

This courtyard is like a mysterious fortress hidden in the city, surrounded and guarded by a tall wall.

The wall is made of old blue bricks, and the years have left mottled marks on it. The lush vines climbing all over the wall are like a natural green curtain, covering the scene in the yard tightly, making it look simple, elegant and mysterious, as if a hermit who has experienced vicissitudes of life but is taciturn, silently guarding an unknown secret in a bustling city.

He Yuzhu leaned against the wall, his figure blending into the darkness. He held his breath, his eyes as sharp as torches, carefully observing every move in the yard through the gaps in the vines, not missing any signs of abnormality.

In the turbulent and unpredictable business district of Haojing, He Yuzhu seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible and powerful obsession, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the investigation of Fu Laorong's family and Gao Kening's family without reservation.

For countless days and nights, he was like an ascetic monk, abandoning all entertainment and rest, and devoting all his energy without reservation to this task that was difficult beyond imagination.

His study has become a maze drowning in information, with various documents piled up layer upon layer, as if it would collapse at any time under the heavy weight.

The papers exude the scent of ink and time, mixed in the small space.

The walls are covered with densely packed and intricate network diagrams. Each thin line is like a hidden vein; each tiny mark represents his wisdom and sweat, just like a carefully woven spider silk, carrying all his efforts and expectations.

He Yuzhu was like a tireless and experienced detective, diving into this vast amount of information, repeatedly comparing and carefully identifying, and conducting meticulous analysis.

On countless silent early mornings, when the whole city fell asleep, the light in the study was still stubbornly on, illuminating his frowning face.

His eyes revealed concentration and persistence. He was lost in deep thought over the information in front of him, sometimes muttering to himself, and sometimes quickly writing down a flash of inspiration in his notebook.

Finally, hard work pays off. After countless deliberations and verifications, He Yuzhu finally confirmed that this seemingly ordinary and unremarkable mansion was not part of the Gao Kening family's staggeringly large assets.

He Yuzhu stood in front of the window, and the brightly lit night scene of Haojiang River slowly unfolded before his eyes like a dazzling painting.

The streets were busy with traffic, and the sound of car horns and pedestrians talking and laughing could be faintly heard, but it did not disturb his inner thoughts at all.

Ever since Gao Kening sent people to assassinate and attack him, He Yuzhu, with his keen insight, quickly realized that Gao Kening must also be guarding against his revenge in all aspects.

He thought to himself that if he were in Gao Kening's situation, changing residence would undoubtedly be the simplest and most effective way to protect himself.

In his mind, he kept deducing Gao Kening's possible course of action, trying to find flaws in it and give his next plan a glimmer of hope.

A complex and indecipherable look flashed across He Yuzhu's eyes for a moment.

Deep in his eyes, contempt for Gao Kening's cunning way of dealing with people was clearly visible. In his view, such behavior was nothing more than some petty trick that was not worthy of being shown on the public and could only deceive those who were inexperienced in the world.

But at the same time, there was a hint of sincere admiration for the opponent's cautious attitude hidden in his eyes.

After all, in this treacherous and ever-changing business world, every decision is related to life and death, and a single mistake will lead to a complete loss. It has to be said that it is not easy for Gao Kening to always maintain such careful considerations in many matters.

One has to admit that Gao Kening is indeed a meticulous and shrewd person. His style of doing things is like that of a chess player with sophisticated planning. Every move is calculated accurately, and he plans the situation several steps ahead.

But all this could not shake He Yuzhu's determination to uncover the truth in the face of his firm belief.

He has traveled thousands of miles across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas to come here, just to use his wisdom and courage to reveal all the secrets hidden in the depths of darkness to the world without reservation, and to seek justice for those who have suffered injustice in the world.

He Yuzhu stood where he was, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the surging emotions in his heart.

He raised his hand slightly, his movements calm and meticulous, and carefully adjusted the straight black windbreaker on his body. His slender fingers gently smoothed along the corners of the clothes, and every wrinkle disappeared under his caress.

Then he looked towards the gate of the yard with a firm gaze and walked forward steadily with steady and powerful steps.

At this moment, the quiet dark night is like a huge and heavy curtain, tightly covering the surroundings, and a thrilling adventure is about to slowly begin under the cover of this thick night.

In this world of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak and dangers abound, there is a strange rule that seems absurd but actually contains endless wisdom for survival - as long as I change fast enough, the enemy won't be able to find me.

For those who are caught in the vortex of struggles among various forces and are shrouded in the clouds of danger every day and night, frequently changing hiding places is like a prey in the dark and deep jungle, constantly changing its whereabouts in an attempt to escape the hunter's relentless and deadly pursuit.

However, He Yuzhu is no ordinary hunter.

His character is as tough as iron and his thinking is as meticulous as a precision instrument. No clues can escape his eyes.

His methods are endless and unpredictable.

In this silent contest with Gao Kening, which was thrilling but without the flash of swords, He Yuzhu had already made careful arrangements in secret and quietly kept a backup plan.

He used an extremely secret and almost lost ancient method to cleverly plant a tracking mark on Gao Kening.

This mark is like an invisible but tough silk thread, silently and tightly entwining the two people together. Even if they are far apart, they can sense each other's movements.

No matter how cautious Gao Kening acted thereafter, no matter how hard he tried to hide in the intricate, winding and deep streets and alleys of Haojiang, as long as he had not set foot on this turbulent land, he was destined to be unable to escape He Yuzhu's tight control like a dragnet.

As time passed quietly in the night, the hustle and bustle of the city had long since died down, and the clock at 12 o'clock midnight rang mercilessly like the verdict of fate.

He Yuzhu stood alone in a high-end residential area. This area seemed to be forgotten by the prosperity. The night was so quiet that it made people feel chilling, just like a lurking sleeping giant that might wake up at any time.

The street lights on both sides of the street are arranged in an orderly manner, emitting a dim and soft light, just like an ancient candle flame, outlining mottled light and shadows on the ground, like a mysterious painting, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere to this secret pursuit.

The breeze blew softly, and the branches and leaves of the trees on the roadside rubbed against each other, rustling. The sound was like a low nocturne, quietly adding a bit of mystery to the dead silent night.

On both sides of the street, the windows of every household are covered tightly with heavy curtains, not a single light can seep through, as if behind each window, there is an unfathomable, unknown secret hidden.

He Yuzhu drove the sleek black car slowly forward in the quiet residential area. The wheels rubbed lightly against the ground, making a subtle sound, as if playing a low prelude in the silence.

His eyes were like the stars in a cold night, cold and sharp, like two sharp blades emitting cold light. He did not miss any slight movement and examined his surroundings vigilantly.

When the car reached a secluded corner some distance away from Gao Kening's new residence, He Yuzhu lightly stepped on the brakes and the car stopped steadily.

He gently pushed open the car door, his movements as slow as a cat stalking in the night, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.

He Yuzhu tapped the ground with his toes, bent his knees and exerted force. The powerful force that had been accumulated in his body instantly burst out. His figure flashed like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he landed steadily on a sturdy tree next to him.

The tree trunk shook slightly due to his swift leap, and the leaves rustled, but soon returned to calm.

He Yuzhu stood on the tree branch, his posture straight, like a descending god of war, exuding an inviolable majesty.

The moonlight shone on him, outlining his firm outline and casting a long shadow, making him look even more mysterious.

After a brief pause, he exerted force again, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot. In just a breath, he appeared on the adjacent roof.

He shuttled quickly between the rooftops like a ghost in the darkness. Every quick flash was accompanied by a slight sound of wind, which was like a war song played in the night, cheering and paying tribute to his arrival.

His footsteps were light and quick, the tiles made almost no sound under his feet, only the sound of the wind proved his rapid movement.

With his agility, He Yuzhu quickly moved through the streets and alleys and soon arrived outside Gao Kening's residence.

This three-and-a-half-story luxury villa adopts a unique European architectural style and is particularly eye-catching in this high-end residential area.

In the moonlight, the villa's pointed roof and carved railings cast long shadows, adding a sense of mystery.

The outer wall of the villa was covered with ivy, which looked like a dark green ocean in the night, providing natural cover for He Yuzhu's actions.

He Yuzhu held his breath, used the big tree next to the villa as cover, and climbed onto the roof silently.

He lay on the edge of the roof, carefully observing the movements in the villa. The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting his cold and focused expression.

He Yuzhu held his breath, tensed all his muscles, and crouched very low, just like a cheetah lurking in the dark night, exuding a fierce aura ready to strike.

He moved every step with extreme caution, lifting his feet lightly and lowering them slowly, as if he was stepping on thin, fragile ice, for fear of making the slightest sound.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the breeze blowing through the treetops, making a slight rustling sound, as if quietly accompanying his stealth.

He approached the ancient attic slowly and quietly.

The attic stands quietly in the night, like a silent watchman, revealing a bit of mystery and vicissitudes.

The old window was half-open, swaying gently in the breeze, like a slightly opened mysterious door. Who knows what secrets and crises are hidden behind the door.

With the hazy moonlight, He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked intently into the window.

I saw two figures pacing back and forth inside, their steps hurried and messy.

The two men held gleaming weapons tightly in their hands; the blades and axe handles were gripped tightly in their hands, and their knuckles turned white due to the force.

Their expressions were full of tension and vigilance, their brows were furrowed, and their eyes were as sharp as hawks, staring at the winding road outside without blinking.

The road glowed coldly in the moonlight, like a silent giant python hidden in the darkness. Every shadow and every movement could hide danger.

The moonlight is like a fickle painter, sometimes generously pouring out its silver light, and sometimes stingily hiding in the clouds.

Occasionally, the moonlight penetrated the gaps in the clouds and fell on the weapons in their hands, and in an instant, the cold light was reflected.

The cold light was like a sharp blade, flashing a captivating light in the darkness, as if silently telling of the impending danger.

However, the two guards were completely unaware that danger was approaching quietly above their heads like a ghost in the dark night.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze and the air became sticky. A thrilling contest that was enough to make one's heart stop had quietly begun.

He Yuzhu crouched down, hiding in a corner of the roof, as if blending into the darkness.

He observed quietly for a long time, holding his breath. The night sky was like a deep and boundless piece of dark jade. Only a handful of stars were twinkling faintly in the distant sky. These tiny lights barely added a bit of faint brightness to the dark night.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and then, his whole body was like a burning black lightning, his body as agile as a nimble black panther, sliding down the mottled outer wall at a rapid speed.

His feet moved accurately and steadily, as if controlled by precision instruments, and he landed on the balcony.