If You Could Hear My Heart

But where was all this stuff actually being taken?

After tonight, they might find some clues.

What they needed to do now was to keep a close watch on Zhuo Fan.

Xiao Mo was a bit far from the vessel, and soon, he lost sight of Zhuo Fan.

This time, even Li Beiting’s men had lost track of Zhuo Fan!

Zhuo Fan had already boarded the cargo ship unnoticed; he was all too familiar with such tasks.

Fearing someone would follow him, he always switched things up, having someone impersonate him wandering around, while he and his men went on board to retrieve the goods!

This time was no exception!

After both Xiao Mo and Li Beiting’s men lost Zhuo Fan, Xiao Mo sent a text message to Zhuo Fan using Jian Sisi’s phone.

“Where are you? I’m at the hospital, the doctor says I can’t save our child anymore!”

Such a message was bound to throw Zhuo Fan off balance!

Indeed, Xiao Mo soon received a reply.

“I’ll be there soon.”

“Hurry over, I feel terrible, it hurts so much.”

After sending the message, Xiao Mo also attached a picture of Jian Sisi’s miscarriage diagnosis report.

Once the message was sent, Zhuo Fan was utterly disordered.

He became increasingly uneasy, but since the goods weren’t back yet, he had to put away his phone.

But his mind was already not on the goods; he sped up the process.

When the cargo ship arrived, Shen Chi was also there.

Shen Chi wore a dark-colored shirt, his complexion somber and deep.

He approached Xiao Mo and asked in a low voice, “How’s it going?”

“Boss Shen, we lost him. But he’s definitely going to show up!” Xiao Mo reported truthfully.

“Lost him?” Shen Chi’s voice suddenly turned icy, “In a dock this small, you lost him?!”

“Zhuo Fan is very cunning, but I believe he’s definitely on the ship. We’ll keep an eye out.”

Shen Chi didn’t respond, his face stony and his sharp gaze fixed on the sea.

He felt unease in his heart, and that disquiet had been particularly intense since the evening.

Batch after batch of goods were moved off the cargo ship, and soon, the hold was nearly empty, and the ship was about to set sail again.

Yet they still hadn’t spotted Zhuo Fan.

Gradually, fewer people were left on the dock, and the area started to quiet down again.

By the time all the goods from the ship were gone, neither Shen Chi nor Xiao Mo had seen Zhuo Fan come out to move the goods!

“What’s going on?” Shen Chi asked coldly.

Xiao Mo was also puzzled: “I don’t know. Normally, if Zhuo Fan was moving goods, it would’ve made a huge commotion, but now, not a sound, and he’s nowhere to be seen.”

“Call him with Jian Sisi’s phone,” Shen Chi instructed.

“Right.”

Xiao Mo hurriedly dialed Zhuo Fan’s number using Jian Sisi’s phone, only to discover that Zhuo Fan had forgotten to silence his phone.

Soon, the moderate volume of the ringtone came from inside the ship!

Turns out, Zhuo Fan had already smuggled the goods out, mixed with other people’s cargo, planning to casually leave the hold in a little while.

But he did not expect Jian Sisi to call him.

He scrambled to hang up in a fluster!

But in just those few seconds, Li Beiting’s men discovered Zhuo Fan’s whereabouts.

With the dock cleared of people, Li Beiting’s men took action.

Several men jumped out and pointed guns at Zhuo Fan’s head.

“Don’t move, come with us,” one man threatened fiercely, pushing Zhuo Fan out of the hold.

Zhuo Fan had no choice but to follow them out.

Seeing them detain Zhuo Fan, both Shen Chi and Xiao Mo emerged from the watchtower.

Shen Chi approached Zhuo Fan, his piercing eyes fixed on him.

“Manager Zhuo, still busy moving cargo this late?”

Of all the people present, Zhuo Fan only recognized Shen Chi.

Shen Chi bore some resemblance to Shen Shihan, and Zhuo Fan recognized him instantly.

“Who are you?” Zhuo Fan asked deliberately.

“Don’t play dumb,” Shen Chi said coldly, “Where’s the cargo?”

“What cargo? I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t tell me you’re at the dock for a midnight stroll.”

“I just happen to be looking for a friend, is there a problem?”

Suddenly, Shen Chi took the gun from the man’s hand and pressed it hard against Zhuo Fan’s head!

“Not telling the truth, huh?” Shen Chi’s tone was indifferent, his finger already on the trigger.

“Ha ha, what do you want me to say? I can’t understand you, how am I supposed to talk?”

“Where are Shen Shihan’s goods?!” Shen Chi barked.

His fierce, domineering voice echoed on the deserted beach, particularly intimidating!

“What goods, President Shen, if you don’t believe me, just search me.”

Zhuo Fan refused to admit anything because the goods had just been transported right under their noses, and there was no way they could find them.

“Zhuo Fan, your life isn’t worth a cent, do you believe I’d shoot you right now?”

“President Shen, even if you shoot me, you still won’t find the cargo. Maybe by tomorrow, the news of your murder will spread everywhere.”

“In C City, killing someone for me, Shen Chi, is as simple as killing an ant.”

“Then shoot,” Zhuo Fan said fearlessly.

Shen Chi smirked; sure enough, this one had no fear of death.

The sound of the waves roared all around, and tranquility had returned to the beach, with no sign of human voices anywhere.

Shen Chi gave Xiao Mo a look, and understanding, Xiao Mo passed up Jian Sisi’s phone.

With one hand holding the gun to Zhuo Fan, Shen Chi scrolled through Jian Sisi’s phone with the other.

“Why is Sisi’s phone with you?!” Zhuo Fan lost his composure; he was panicking.

“Not just the phone,” Shen Chi said with a cold laugh.

“What have you done to Sisi? You vile scoundrel, what have you done to her?”

“Nothing much, just asked her to come and sit.”

“She’s pregnant, what have you done to her?” Zhuo Fan yelled hysterically.

“Shut up!” Shen Chi commanded sternly, “Zhuo Fan, I’m not wrong, that’s your child, right? Four months along!”

“You…”

“It’s time to settle the score! The one behind Jian Sisi, that would be you, wouldn’t it?”

Zhuo Fan fell silent, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

“Well played, daring to scheme against me, Shen Chi. You’re quite bold!”

Shen Chi’s eyes brimmed with bloodlust; he resembled a powerful lion.

“Where is Sisi now?” Zhuo Fan was still concerned about Jian Sisi.

“Where did the cargo go?” Shen Chi raised his voice, the sound carrying a powerful weight.

“If I tell you, will you let Sisi go?”

“I don’t plan on laying hands on a woman just yet,” Shen Chi replied.

“Do you keep your word?” Zhuo Fan hesitated.

His face was etched with doubt; he simply didn’t believe that Shen Chi would actually let Jian Sisi go, seeing Shen Chi as a cunning fox.

“I’ll count to three and if you don’t talk, I’ll shoot you first, then Jian Sisi tomorrow. Oh, and the four-month-old child in her womb as well.”