Chapter 157 A Private Detective (1/2)

A ride-hailing car of Didi Chuxing drove to Hakka Alley. The street scene outside the car flew by, and countless lights formed a bustling picture.

There seemed to be no night in Guan City, and the life here seemed to be voluptuous.

”Those two are a nuisance. I don't like them.” Qing Zhui broke the silence in the car.

”The society worships power and money,” Ning Tao stated with a smile, ”and people are used to measuring the value of a person with money and power. If a person has no such value, or has very little of it, the so-called upper classes usually despise him. Even if they don't show it, they despise the person in their heart. You've been in the cave too long to know the outside world. You'll gradually understand.”

Qing Zhui gave a sigh and said, ”I'm so lacking in knowledge. My sister really has something. I wish I was as capable as her.”

”You're two different people,” Ning Tao console her. ”You're also very capable. Don't put yourself down.”

Qing Zhui smiled, leaned into Ning Tao's ear, and whispered, ”Of course I'm also very capable. I'm your demon slave, the nurse of the Sky Clinic. I'm a woman with a career.”

Ning Tao suddenly felt that he had no need to comfort her.

Once back in the rental room, Ning Tao was stunned by what he saw.

Qing Zhui did change the sheets and covers, but they were bright red. In addition, the whole room was arranged so delightfully that he felt as if he were in a matrimonial room. If the word double ”Xi” which meant happiness and was usually used in a wedding was pasted on the room, it would really become a matrimonial room.

”Do you like it?” Qing Zhui asked.

Ning Tao asked helplessly, ”If I said no, can I change it?”

”I also bought pink sheets and quilt covers. Do you want the pink?” Qing Zhui asked.

Ning Tao said hurriedly, ”No, forget it. Red is okay. It's late. Go to bed early.”

”You've had a hard day. Why don't I give you a massage?” Qing Zhui suggested.

”No, no.” Ning Tao was afraid to let her massage him.

Qing Zhui, a little disappointed, said, ”If you want me to massage you, knock on the wall. The wall is very thin. I can hear you in my room.”

Ning Tao nodded and went in and closed the door. Then he took off his shoes and lay on the bed taking out his phone. He typed ”New World Technology” into Baidu's search bar and began his search. A second later, a lot of information about New World Technology popped up.

Ning Tao clicked on the page of Baidu Baike, which read, ”New World Technology was founded by Bai Sheng in 2000 and is currently run by Bai Jing. The company is committed to the research and production of microelectronics products. Its total assets are 1.1 billion...”

And then there was a whole bunch of introductions to New World Technology.

Ning Tao was filled with curiosity. ”Bai Sheng, who is this man? Why have I never heard Bai Jing or Qing Zhui mention this person? Is he a snake demon, too? And is he their elder or...”

He thought, becoming more and more curious about the man. He could not help raising his hand to knock on the wall. The main structure of the wall behind the bed was wood, plastered with plaster and painted with imitation porcelain, and then wallpapered, so that it looked firm but was actually very thin. Just now, he heard Qing Zhui walking and going to bed in the next room.

In the end, he didn't knock on the wall. If he called the green snake demon to his room to talk at bedtime, it would definitely do something embarrassing to him. In that case, he would end up ”suffering”. So why should he bother?

Subsequently, he searched Li Xiaofeng and found a lot of relevant information.

He clicked on one of them, which read, ”Li Xiaofeng, son of Li Jianye, chairman of United Communications, is a top student of Beidu School of Economics. He studied in Cambridge, UK, and got a master's degree in economics. After returning home, he became CEO of United Communications, with family assets of 4.5 billion...”

Li Xiaofeng was an unusually lucky person and well born. He held a master's degree in economics in Cambridge. After he returned from overseas study, he became the CEO of his family company, with billions of capital for him to display his ambition. He really had an unlimited future. People like him did have something to be proud of.

Then Ning Tao looked up Xin Zhiyu on the Internet.

Baidu Baike said, ”Xin Zhiyu, son of Xin Changjiang, chairman of Grand Dream Company, is the CEO of Grand Dream Company, executive director of Guan City chamber of commerce, with family assets of 5.1 billion, graduated in business from Gang Island University...”

Just like Li Xiaofeng, Xin Zhiyu was also an unusually lucky person. He was excellent in every aspect. In the face of such a man, most women would try their best to please him.

Ning Tao thought to himself, ”Those two probably don't know who they are doing business with. If they know that Bai Jing and Qing Zhui are snake demons, do they still dare to have improper desires for them? What's more, should not those practitioners and demons attach importance to cultivation? Why Bai Sheng and Bai Jing are making money and doing business? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?”

His curiosity about Bai Sheng was growing.

Then he browsed the news for a while.

A piece of news caught his attention. It was about a missing freshman girl named Jiang Tingting. Jiang Tingting had been missing for three days and police had been investigating, but had yet to come up with any leads. The news appealed to the public to provide clues and help with investigation. The news also attached the girl's photo. Jiang Tingting was a very quiet and pretty girl.

Ning Tao frowned and muttered, ”Having been missing for three days, she might meet some bad guy and be fraught with grim possibilities. How sad her parents must be!”

Ring, ring...

His ringtone suddenly sounded.

Ning Tao took a look at the caller id and found it was Lin Qingyu. He hesitated and finally did not answer the phone.

If he answered the phone, what could he say to her?

”Brother Ning, who's calling? Why don't you answer the phone?” Qing Zhui's voice came into Ning Tao's ear through the wall from the next room. It sounded very close. She seemed to be speaking close to the wall.

”It's Qingyu,” answered Ning Tao.

”Then you don't answer the phone,” Qing Zhui's voice said. ”It must be for something bad.