Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Where is your girlfriend?

Two generations ago, the heads of the clans agreed that the main family homes were off-limits, like embassies on diplomatic soil. If an offence is committed, the Dragon Head has to give permission to enter after agreeing with the other clan heads that a rule has been broken.

Han Xin’s brow creased in irritation as he watched Han Zhan bite into the peach again, the juice dripping messily. He stood up, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and tossing it to him. "Why do you eat like a child?"

Han Zhan caught the handkerchief, laughing. "Is it my fault you bought juicy peaches?"

Han Xin sat down opposite him, his gaze stern. "Shut up."

Han Zhan wiped his chin, still grinning. "Where’s your girlfriend? She’s always following you around like a tail."

Han Xin’s face darkened at the mention of Peng Xiu, who was often by his side. "Don’t talk nonsense."

Han Zhan laughed harder, finding Han Xin’s reaction amusing. "Okay, okay, cousin. She’s not your girlfriend."

The atmosphere in the office suddenly turned serious, the playful banter evaporating like mist. Han Zhan wiped his chin and neck with the handkerchief, his expression shifting to one of concern. "I knew something was up with the Die clan, but I didn’t think they were this vile. Old Die is stuck in the old ways; he can’t just make money honestly, tsk."

Han Xin remained silent, his gaze distant as though lost in thought. He had always harboured a sneaky suspicion that something was amiss, but he couldn’t just walk through the doors of their nightclub to investigate. Now, with the women they had trafficked intercepted and the police involved, the truth was laid bare before them.

"Did you get the surveillance from the scene?" Han Xin finally asked, his voice steady.

Han Zhan shook his head. "The place is swimming with cops, but I had someone hack into the port security cameras. The Die goons were receiving the shipment, and they had all the cameras playing looped footage. There is nothing."

Han Xin wasn’t surprised. The Die clan was terrified that the other clans would discover their illicit activities, so of course, they tampered with the security cameras. He looked at the estimated time of the incident, noting the lack of traffic. "Have them check all the cars that were around that area at that time."

Han Zhan nodded. "They did, but the only cars that entered the port were the Die Clans."

"Then check the car registration numbers for any vehicle that was around the area. The people who did this couldn’t have walked there," Han Xin instructed.

Han Zhan agreed, nodding as he picked up his phone to type a message. Suddenly, Han Xin’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, his brow furrowing at the sight of an encrypted file sent by his informant in the police. "Maybe there might be no need after all," he said, getting up and opening his laptop as he sat down at the desk.