Going to Investigate

"Better not trouble you. Thanks for the kind offer!"

Lin Fan still did not intend to trouble anyone else.

What he wanted to investigate was no simple matter.

After all, even the leader who had told him the news feared that person.

He could not drag innocent people into it.

"Don't be like that, you're being too polite. We caught a thief together, so we've got a bit of a friendship!"

"Besides, I'm a pretty enthusiastic person. If you need help, just say the word, and I'll get it done for you!"

Shen Wuxiao wore a sincere smile, looking utterly harmless.

"Are you looking for someone, or looking for work? I do have a few connections."

Lin Fan thought about it. He was not familiar with Zhonghai himself, and having a local to help would definitely make things twice as easy with half the effort.

He could thank the other man properly afterward.

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, brother!"

Shen Wuxiao laughed heartily. "That's more like it. It's not that I insist on helping you. The main thing is, I'm really bored. I usually just like finding things to do."

Lin Fan was somewhat speechless.

It was obvious that he really was bored and truly liked finding things to do.

Lin Fan did not really understand how these rich second-generation heirs thought.

Perhaps it really was that once people had food and clothes, they started thinking of other things—full and idle, with nothing to do.

He merely craved a bit of excitement.

Anyone who could afford such a luxury car was surely no ordinary person.

His connections in Zhonghai were definitely stronger than Lin Fan's, who had only just arrived.

If he could help, then thanking him afterward would be necessary.

More than anything, Lin Fan was worried that the murderer would escape. Otherwise, he would not have been in such a frantic rush.

As for the deeper details, it was inconvenient to let outsiders know.

One must guard against others. Lin Fan was not foolish enough to trust everyone so easily.

The impression Shen Wuxiao gave people now was that of an idle young master.

He had been smiling all along.

"Brother, where were you headed just now? Let's go. Get in!"

With a wave of his hand, Shen Wuxiao strode toward the Bugatti Veyron.

Lin Fan studied him from behind for a moment before following.

After they got in, Shen Wuxiao started the sports car.

"You haven't told me the address, brother!"

"Dragon Court Seven Star Hotel," Lin Fan said flatly.

Shen Wuxiao said nothing more. He stepped on the gas, and the sports car roared like a giant beast.

It shot straight forward.

The speed was downright outrageous.

As expected of an expensive supercar, its acceleration was incredibly fast.

Lin Fan could not help gripping the side.

The force pressing him into the seat was simply too strong.

In the car, Shen Wuxiao drove while chatting idly with Lin Fan.

"I say, Brother Lin Fan, you look so serious, and you're heading to a high-end hotel!"

"You're not going to catch someone cheating, are you? Did your wife put a green hat on your head? Want me to call some more people for you?"

"When we find that adulterer, we'll beat him half to death!"

Lin Fan was speechless once again.

This guy really had quite an imagination.

But from someone else's perspective, it did seem like that was what was happening.

Heading to a hotel early in the morning with such a grim expression.

He really did look like he was going to catch someone cheating at a hotel.

"Don't make wild guesses!"

Lin Fan casually brushed him off, then asked, "Are you familiar with Dragon Court Hotel?"

The reason he had agreed to let the other man help was actually because he wanted to try his luck.

A dandy young master probably frequented high-end hotels quite often.

If the other man was familiar with the hotel staff, Lin Fan could use his status to disguise himself.

Lin Fan was an extremely cautious and vigilant man.

Otherwise, he would never have become the Border Wolf King.

The identity of the person who had killed his younger brother was still unknown.

But according to the information sent to him, his younger brother had died at Dragon Court Hotel.

Since that was the case, there had to be clues.

The person who killed his younger brother held a very high status. Even the person who informed Lin Fan of Lin Chen's death did not dare say exactly who it was.

If Lin Fan went there and his purpose was too obvious, he might very well alert the hotel staff.

That would be like beating the grass and startling the snake.

But using the identity of a dandy young master as cover would seem perfectly reasonable.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Shen Wuxiao burst out laughing. "Brother Lin Fan, you're looking down on me."

"I'm a regular at Dragon Court Hotel. It's only a seven-star hotel—I visit it all the time. How could I not know it?"

Lin Fan smiled faintly. "Is that so?"

Shen Wuxiao nodded. "Of course. I know the hotel manager very well too. If you're embarrassed to speak up, leave it to me later!"

"Just tell me the room number where your woman and that adulterer are cheating. I guarantee the hotel staff will help catch them, and every exit will be sealed shut!"

Lin Fan was truly speechless.

Why did the other man keep thinking he had been cuckolded?

But he really could not reveal his purpose, so he merely gave an awkward smile.

He decided it was better not to respond.

If he said a few more words, something even more ridiculous might come out.

Shen Wuxiao did not continue rambling either.

Instead, while waiting at a red light, he took out his phone and fiddled with it a few times.

The hotel needed to be given some instructions.

Dragon Court Seven Star Hotel was his family's property to begin with. So what if everyone joined together to fool Lin Fan?

Nothing wrong with that!

After driving for more than twenty minutes, Shen Wuxiao arrived at Dragon Court Seven Star Hotel.

Looking at the towering hotel before him, Lin Fan's feelings were incomparably complicated.

His younger brother had died inside this place.

Now that he was here, he had to get to the bottom of it.

He refused to believe that the other party could truly cover the sky with one hand and keep even a little bit of information from leaking out.

In fact, everyone who should know already knew.

Even Liu Ruyan overseas had been able to find out immediately.

After all, Shen Wuxiao had never intended to conceal it.

"Brother Lin Fan, what are you standing around for? Hurry up, or that adulterer will have finished his first round of the morning."

Shen Wuxiao urged him.

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze and followed Shen Wuxiao into the hotel.

Hotels like this were open twenty-four hours a day.

What was more, Shen Wuxiao had come personally, so the manager naturally came forward at once.

They had barely entered the hotel when the manager arrived.

He was a refined middle-aged man in a suit, wearing a professional smile.

Before even reaching them, he had already extended his hand. "Oh my, Young Master Sikong, what wind has blown you here?"

Shen Wuxiao smiled. "A level-eight gale!"

"Old Xie, no more nonsense. My Brother Lin got a green hat put on his head. Hurry and get someone to help catch the cheaters!"

Manager Xie nearly failed to hold back his laughter.

Young Master Shen was truly wicked.

But he was highly professional, and he immediately frowned. "What? Something like this actually happened?"

"Today, no matter what, we must get justice for Young Master Sikong's friend!"

As he spoke, Manager Xie looked at Lin Fan. "Brother Lin, what is your wife's name?"

"I'll check right away and see whether it was your wife or the adulterer who booked the room."

Lin Fan felt strange, as though a ball of fire were stifled in his chest.

But he still chose to endure it!

He chose to play along with the mistake!

"Hello, Manager Xie. This concerns a man's dignity, so I won't trouble you with it."

"If it's convenient, let me look at the surveillance footage. Once I see the person, I'll know in my heart."

Lin Fan could only guide things in this direction.

For now, he first needed to look at the surveillance footage.

Under normal circumstances, surveillance recordings would be erased, but there would always be traces to follow.