Chapter Eight Best Location

  Nanshan City, although not a large city and only a second-tier city nationwide, has the most, largest and most comprehensive museums in the country. Whether it is the Nanshan Museum, China's first social history museum, or the Linglong Natural History Museum, which ranks among the top ten globally, or the renowned cultural and artistic museum, the Mohe Historical Museum, etc., all represent Nanshan City's long-standing cultural heritage.

  The newly built Nanshan Museum is unprecedented in terms of its size and scale, but although it's positioned as a historical archaeological museum, its design leans more towards exhibition and display. Compared to traditional museums, it has a stronger commercial atmosphere, after all, the investor behind this project is a successful businessman.

  "Tomorrow, the school is organizing a trip to the First Museum, and that woman Pan Lian is leading the team." On the third floor of the Silver Palm Coffee House, Caesar pulled out a notice from his backpack and tossed it at Mo Xiuyao with disdain.

  "I remember the opening of Nanshan Museum was completely free to visit, but look at this notice, isn't your class teacher being a bit too greedy?" Mo Xiuyao looked at the amount on the notice and smiled, she didn't care about the money, but she wouldn't give it away for nothing.

  "She's always been like that, there isn't a single student in the class who hasn't been extorted by her. This time she only took 1,000 yuan, which is already giving face." Caesar said as he put on his headphones and started listening to music, while Mo Xiuyao also smiled and threw the notice aside, not bothering to pay attention to the little rascal's class teacher.

  "Come with me tomorrow and I'll introduce you to a few friends." Mo Xiuyao had never treated Kaisa as a child, this little kid's high IQ was frightening, especially his business acumen was terrifying. The only thing that made Mo Xiuyao feel comforted was that this kid still showed a normal emotional intelligence, occasionally revealing a childish aura.

  "It's okay." Caesar said, closing his eyes. This little guy was the most immersed when listening to music, lying on the sofa with his legs raised, and his shiny black leather shoes would gently swing along with the rhythm of the music.

  Muxi Yao glanced at Caesar, smiled helplessly and turned to leave. She went up to the third floor balcony, thought for a moment, then picked up her phone and dialed Huang Kai's number from the Nanshan City Major Crimes Unit.

  "Director Huang, I want to see you. Thirty minutes later, coffee shop." The phone was hung up as soon as the words were spoken.

  Nanshan City Heavy Case Team, Team Leader's Office.

  "Huang Zu, who is that?" Looking at Huang Kai's puzzled face after putting down the phone, Zhang Dechang, who was studying the case on the side, took a deep drag of his cigarette and then let out an "aiyo" as the cigarette fell to the ground.

  His mouth was swollen like a pig's, and he still didn't learn his lesson. Mo Xiuyao wanted to see him, but he didn't know if she wanted to settle the score after autumn. Dammit, this woman... Huang Kai said, lightly slapping the table with his left hand, whose index finger had just removed the plaster cast and was still swollen like a radish. He accidentally bumped it against the table, and a sharp pain shot directly to his brain.

  "Let's go, it's getting late. If those women get angry, even the director can't handle them. Come on, let's start the car." Huang Kai glanced at his injured left hand, and in his mind, he again saw that smiling face. Thinking of that infuriating face made the pain in his finger even clearer.

  "Yes! Head!" Da Li, who had been organizing files outside, responded loudly and put down his work to rush out the door first.

  The black Toyota soon arrived at the entrance of the Silver Palm, and as Huang Kai got out of the car, he saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the Silver Palm, smiling at him.

  "Hello, Director Huang!" Standing at the door was precisely Chu Yan. As soon as these two people met, the gunpowder smell quickly rose and almost reached a critical point in zero point one second. However, Chu Yan's polite greeting made Huang Kai swallow back the anger that had been brewing in his belly.

  "Hmph! Don't be too smug, one day I'll catch you with my own hands!" Huang Kai said, pointing at Chu Yan with his right hand, but the pain from his left hand made him withdraw it in anger.

  "Please." Chu Yan didn't mind Huang Kai's threat, but instead looked at the index finger of his left hand and smiled lightly, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

  "Two, please!" Chu Yan opened the door and smiled as he led the three police officers into the Silver Palm first, while he himself followed last. "Tina, a Blue Mountain coffee, thank you."

  After entering, Chu Yan walked directly to seat number six and sat down, while Huang Kai was led by another waiter to the semi-open VIP room on the second floor in front of Mo Xi Yao, where a cup of coffee had already been finished.

  "Please, have a seat." Looking at Huang Kai and his two companions as they approached her, Mo Xiuyao smiled and invited them to sit down.

  "Miss Mo, what's this about? You asked me to come here, what's going on?" Huang Kai didn't want to stay in this place for a second longer, so as soon as he sat down, he got straight to the point.

  "Heh heh, okay, since Director Huang is so straightforward, I won't beat around the bush either. Tomorrow, the Nan Shan City First Museum will be opening, and many elementary schools have organized students to visit. You should know about this, Director Huang?" Mo Xiuyao's words were also very direct, and the meaning she wanted to convey was clear. Huang Kai nodded and took over the conversation.

  "I naturally know this, tomorrow may be the key to breaking the deadlock. Miss Mo, I understand what you mean, and I will pay special attention to your nephew." Huang Kai said as he was about to get up and leave, while Mo Xiuyao shook her head lightly "Director Huang, that's not what I meant."

  "Oh? Why is that?" Huang Kai was also somewhat surprised, but immediately understood "This woman has a lot of money and connections, so the little boy named Caesar must have even stronger bodyguards than himself, no need for him to protect himself."

  "Yes, I hope you can help me investigate this person carefully, maybe there will be unexpected gains." Mo Xiuyao said, taking out a four-inch photo from the menu beside her and placing it on the table, gently pushing it to Huang Kai's near front.

  The face in the photo is Wendy, that American who has been pursuing Mo Xi Yao all along.

  "Alright, I will." Huang Kai put away the photo and was about to leave when his phone in his arms rang. "What? Where? Alright! I'll be right there!"

  "What's wrong?" Zhang Dechang asked hastily, looking at Huang Kai whose face had suddenly changed color.

  "Another kidnapping case, with the same modus operandi as before!!" Huang Kai said, and then hastily rushed downstairs. Zhang Dechang and Dali nodded to Mo Xiuyao as a way of saying goodbye, and quickly followed him out.

  "Another kidnapping case... Judging from their modus operandi... The chances of that child surviving are probably zero. These idiots, I don't know when they'll crack the case!" Watching Huang Kai and others leave, Mo Xiuyao shook her head in frustration, muttered a few words to herself, then stood up "Wendy..."

  The night color slowly left in the urge of dawn, although another clear morning was welcomed, but the weather was slightly gloomy, and there were still wisps of fine rain floating in the air. In the thin cloud layer, sunlight was struggling to break free from the cloud's wrapping, and the faint light that seeped through added a few more hopes for a beautiful day to this morning.

  Nanshan City's First Museum, located in the most prosperous inner ring of the city, claims a total investment of 300 million yuan, but in reality it should be far more than that. The value of this golden land, almost in the city center, is immeasurable.

  A huge square, a European-style ancient castle-like museum, is particularly dazzling in this city, especially today. The opening of the first museum has made this already bustling area even more crowded with people, because today is not only the opening of the museum but also a large-scale exhibition, and this exhibition is completely free to the public. So from early morning before the opening ceremony, the square in front of the museum was already packed with people.

  "It's indeed a great place." Chu Yan wouldn't have come early, he had no interest in the tedious programs at the opening ceremony. He was just tagging along with others, including Caesar and Mo Xi Yao, as well as Wan Cai Ni, who wore a red leather jacket and pants, under whose loose windbreaker occasionally flashed a streak of silver light.

  "Xiuyao, you and Caesar go ahead first, I'll take a walk around with Chuyan. There are too many people here, maybe we can find something interesting." After getting off the car, Wan Caoni didn't follow Mo Xiuyao through the VIP passage into the museum, but instead pulled Chuyan towards a commercial center on the opposite side of the square.

  "Wait, Miss Mo, your hair looks great today." Chu Yan said, stretching out his hand to smooth out a strand of Mo Xiuyao's hair that had fallen on her shoulder, before turning around and leaving with Wan Cai Ni under Mo Xiuyao's cold gaze.

  "Why didn't you ask me why I brought you here?" Along the way, she pulled Chu Yan to the rooftop of a commercial building opposite the museum. Chu Yan hadn't said a word until they stood at the edge of the rooftop, when Wang Caimei couldn't help but speak up and ask.

  "It's just a sniper's habitual thinking." Chu Yan's gaze fell on the museum below, and at a glance, he could see everything clearly. Without a doubt, this was the best vantage point, where one could observe almost 270 degrees around the museum. Undoubtedly, this was a favorite spot for snipers.

  "There are four main channels, eighteen narrow roads that can be passed through, and about three hidden passages." Wan Cai Ni nodded her head, she was already used to Chu Yan's incisive words, quickly took out a portable folding telescope from her bag, observed carefully for a while, then said in a low voice.

  "This is a great place to get hands-on." Chu Yan's gaze also roughly swept around the museum, smiling at Wan Cai Ni.