Chapter 502 - He is Fog (2/2)

His words seemed to have removed the clutter in their minds, and they gasped in horror. The policemen suddenly looked horrified as they looked at each other.

Qiu Yuanjie rushed over urgently, and he looked worried. “Mr. Xiao, did you find out anything?” he asked.

Xiao Luo could not be bothered to respond to him and grabbed him by his collar. “Where is Guan Tong’s location now?” he scowled.

Qiu Yuanjie was shocked and said, “Mr. Xiao, you…what happened?”

“That’s none of your business! Just tell me, where is he now?” Xiao Luo bellowed.

“He is on his way to Wild Wolf Mountain,” Qiu Yuanjie replied.

“Wild Wolf Mountain? Why is he going to Wild Wolf Mountain?”

“I… I don’t know; he said he was going for a ride.”

“What car did he take? What’s the car plate?”

“It’s a black Volkswagon, and the car plate is Shanghai N0926.”

After getting that information, Xiao Luo jumped into his Trumpchi and sped towards Wild Wolf Mountain.

Guan Tong was undoubtedly the prime suspect now, but there were still gaps in the overall picture that could not be explained.

“Are you truly the Fog?”

Xiao Luo couldn’t believe that Guan Tong had deceived him so easily. Had he not witnessed Guan Tong’s brainwas.h.i.+ng ability today and his familiarity with moving large sums of money, he would never have suspected Guan Tong.

Was that guy hiding so much?

Xiao Luo frowned as the black Trumpchi overtook yet another car as he rushed toward Wild Wolf Mountain.

The forest around Wild Wolf Mountain was lush and dense, and there was only one meandering road that ran through it. One side of the road was the sheer cliff, while the other the rock face of the mountain wall. This road had terrified countless drivers and prevented them from using Wild Wolf Mountain.

THUD!

As Xiao Luo drove the Trumpchi and climbed the peak through the meandering road, a human-shaped object dropped in front of him. Indeed, it was human, and it fell from the elevated road about a dozen meters above him and landed right on the road ahead.

Xiao Luo slammed on the emergency brakes and had a good look. It was a man, moaning and badly injured.

He was in a smart suit, and he had a large body with an almost non-existent neck…

He opened the car door and ran toward the man, kneeling to help him up and was shocked. “Guan Tong?” he cried.

“Xiao Luo, you jerk, how…how could it be you…?”

Blood was oozing out from Guan Tong’s mouth and nose, his limbs were broken—especially his right leg, as his bone had snapped and protruded through skin and flesh. It was a terrifying sight, and a pool of blood had soaked the ground around him.

“Why did you fall from above?” Xiao Luo asked.

“… someone pushed me…cough, cough…you jerk, I am actually an undercover cop. I started eight years ago and have been involved in anti-MLM operations ever since…” Guan Tong spoke as he coughed out mouthfuls of blood.

Xiao Luo’s head went blank—how could this be? How could he have misjudged the situation? Was Guan Tong not the Fog?

He soon regained composure and said, “Stop talking. I am sending you to the hospital!”

“No, my friend…it’s fine, I fell from such a great height, not even Jesus can save me now…” Guan Tong smiled, showing his blood-stained teeth.

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