Chapter 16

The young man with the buzz cut never would have thought that this fat man, who looked like he weighed at least 200 kilograms, would have such a high level of vigilance and such agile movements.

He was a reconnaissance soldier, specializing in tracking and reconnaissance during his time in the military, and his skills were quite good. Ordinary people were no match for him, yet he never expected to be severely injured by Ding Ning.

One of the main reasons he didn't expect Ding Ning to be on guard was a significant factor, but the ability to remain undetected and catch him off guard was itself a skill of Ding Ning.

This kid was quite impressive; Ding Ning's elbow almost made him lose consciousness, yet he managed to stay on his feet.

"Take a deep breath. As long as I can catch my breath, this fat man won't be able to do anything to me."

The young man with the buzz cut's face was contorted as he desperately rubbed his stomach.

Ding Ning knew how heavy his elbow strike was, and seeing that the young man with the buzz cut hadn't fallen, he couldn't help but secretly admire him.

Admiration aside, Ding Ning had no intention of letting his opponent off so easily. He took a step forward and, while his opponent was still catching his breath, quickly lifted his outer coat, covering the young man's entire head.

The young man with the buzz cut clutched his head, thinking that this time he was in for a severe beating.

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Ten minutes later, the young man with the buzz cut, wearing a wrinkled suit, found a secluded corner and took out his phone.

"Beep beep beep..." The call connected. "Hello, Young Master, it's me."

"Did you get the money? If you got it, come back quickly. Why are you calling? Where are you?"

The young man with the buzz cut's face turned red. He took a few deep breaths and mustered the courage to say, "Young Master, I'm very sorry, I failed to complete the task."

"Oh, did you never find a chance to act?"

"I did find a chance."

"If you found a chance, why didn't you complete it?" The tone on the other end of the phone turned unfriendly.

"That fat man... that fraudster has very good skills and is highly alert. When I made my move, I didn't hit him, and instead, he hit me, defeating me."

"**!!!"

The Young Master on the other end of the phone burst into a curse: "You really are something. A former special forces member, and you got beaten by a fat man. What can I say to you?"

"Young Master, I'm really sorry, I'm useless..." The young man with the buzz cut lowered his head.

"Alright, alright, get back here quickly, you useless thing."

"Um... Young Master, that kid hit me, and when I couldn't resist, he used my coat to cover my head..."

"Enough, don't say any more. Did you get beaten again? Are you still embarrassed?"

"No, no, that fat man didn't hit me again. Or maybe he was going to hit me, but when he saw my wallet, he didn't hit me. Instead, he took over two thousand yuan from my pocket."

The Young Master on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before saying in surprise, "You mean that fat man is not only a fraudster but also a robber?"

"Yes, he's a real scoundrel, dangerous... no, a terrorist. But Young Master, you don't need to worry too much. When I was tracking him, I took a picture of him with my phone."

"Since that's the case, it's fine. Ten thousand yuan isn't a big deal."

The Young Master finally gave up, and his tone softened.

The young man with the buzz cut hesitated for a moment and then said into the phone, "Young Master, you and Miss should be careful. When that person took my money, he said something about settling the score if I tried to trick him."

The Young Master was immediately alarmed: "According to what you said, those terrorists are very powerful and might be able to trace our identities. I need to be more careful. Also, Xiao Wen is about to start school at Binhai No. 1 High School, so she needs to be extra cautious. Forget it... there's no point in talking to you about these things. Just come back on your own!"

The phone went dead.

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At that moment, in the seaside villa area of Binhai City, at the door of a villa by the sea, which covered over a thousand square meters, Xiao Wen was pushing open the door.

"Miss, you're back?"

"Zhang Mama, where's my grandfather?"

"The old master is in the study. I called him several times to come down for dinner, but he refused. Miss, why don't you go see him?"

Xiao Wen ran up the stairs, which spiraled up.

The study was on the third floor, the top floor of the villa. As she passed the second floor, a man in military uniform with wire-rimmed glasses was coming out of the master bedroom.

The middle-aged man saw Xiao Wen about to go upstairs and quickly asked, "Xiao Wen, where are you going?"

"Dad, I'm going to see Grandpa," Xiao Wen answered quickly.

"You don't need to add to the chaos. Your grandfather has insomnia and isn't in good spirits. Secretary Feng brought some experts from the Beijing hospital to diagnose him. They're probably busy right now."

"Dad, don't believe those experts. Haven't we seen enough of them in the past few days? Haven't we taken enough medicine? Grandpa still can't sleep. I've told you before, it's a heart problem. He won't be able to sleep unless he calms down. He's taken too many sleeping pills and is now resistant to them. The medicine doesn't work."

"Oh, the medicine doesn't work, but you, a little girl, can? I know it's a heart problem, but it needs to be treated with the right medicine. Can you make your grandfather calm down? Go back, it's almost time for school to start."

The middle-aged man spoke with authority, but his daughter didn't take it seriously. She flicked her long ponytail, drawing a beautiful arc, and went upstairs on her own.

"This child... she's about to be a high school student, but she doesn't act like a young lady at all."

The middle-aged man was at a loss with his daughter and could only turn and go downstairs.

Xiao Wen went up to the third floor and approached the door of her grandfather's study, where she heard voices inside.

"Old Mr. Meng, we have observed your condition and found a large amount of sleeping medication in your system. Has this been going on for a long time?"

An old man with white hair leaned back in his armchair and said in a weary voice, "Yes, for three years. For the past three years, I haven't been able to sleep without taking sleeping pills. My mind is full of... old memories. I can't calm down, and when I can't calm down, my head hurts, and I can't sleep. Now the medicine doesn't work anymore."

"Hmm, the situation you described is similar to our diagnosis. After discussing it, we all agree that taking medicine won't help much. You need to calm your mind. Once you're calm and not thinking about those things, your spirit will improve, and your insomnia and neurasthenia will naturally be cured without medication."

Hearing the experts' opinions, Old Mr. Meng seemed somewhat disappointed: "I've heard this conclusion many times. Now I just want to ask, how can one calm their mind?"

Faced with the old man's question, the experts seemed a bit nervous. At this moment, another old man spoke up, "Don't worry, speak your minds. You're here to speak."

"Alright, Secretary Feng. The current situation is that there are no drugs, either domestically or internationally, that can calm the mind. This mainly depends on Old Mr. Meng himself..."

"You're lying! How can there be no drugs to calm the mind?"

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice came from outside, and the study door was pushed open.

Old Mr. Meng glanced outside. His originally reproachful gaze softened into a mix of helplessness and indulgence when he saw the figure in light yellow.

"Xiao Wen, I'm talking with your Grandfather Feng."

The experts from Beijing also realized that this girl was the old man's granddaughter. Although they wouldn't argue with a pretty young girl, they were still a bit annoyed at being interrupted. One of the older experts smiled and said, "Little girl, if you say there are drugs to calm the mind, we'd like to see them."

Old Mr. Meng glanced at the expert. Although he was unhappy with the expert questioning his granddaughter, he was also curious and cast a questioning look at Xiao Wen.

Under the stern gazes of the old men, Xiao Wen felt a bit at a loss. She wanted to take out the talisman paper from her chest but was afraid of being laughed at. In a hurry, she muttered, "Don't you watch TV? They always say, 'women need to calm down during menopause... to calm the mind... some oral liquid.'"

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