Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 257 Family and Country in Dire Straits (27)

August 10th, Grand Hyatt Hotel.

Gu Yao gently swirled his wine glass, observing the diverse crowd in the banquet hall from a corner.

Despite wearing an expensive coat and adopting a haughty demeanor, she still couldn't hide the scheming in her eyes.

As the heir to the Xu family business, Xu Qing was naturally approached by many people as soon as he entered the banquet hall.

Gu Yao disliked these kinds of occasions, so he told Xu Qing and came here to take a break.

For the past two years, he has been staying at the base, and his communication with the outside world has mainly consisted of those codes.

If it weren't for the urgent situation, Chen Lian wouldn't have agreed to let him come.

However, even Chen Lian didn't know who the head of the intelligence network in Shanghai was.

If it weren't for the urgency this time, intelligence chiefs like these wouldn't be exposed so easily.

Chen Lian wasn't in charge of intelligence, so he was even less aware of it.

Gu Yao observed the situation calmly and discreetly.

Trying to find "that person" among these elegantly dressed people, but unable to discern anything.

Listen carefully, and you'll find it's all just empty talk and polite formalities common in the business world.

Or perhaps it's a small family that infiltrated the group and is seeking cooperation with a larger family.

They were all flattering and ingratiating.

He rubbed his head, feeling a headache coming on, and thought it was all a jumbled mess.

The head of the Yao family stood on the platform at the very front of the banquet hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Yao family is holding this banquet today to introduce you to a person, the commander of Jinbei, Yan Yu."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao suddenly looked up and stared intently as the person emerged from the shadows and slowly walked into the light.

Until then, it became the focus of everyone's attention.

Gu Yao stared blankly.

He hadn't expected Yan Yu to be so bold, daring to come to Shanghai so openly by himself.

Doesn't he know that many people are watching him?

Gu Yao was inexplicably angry, yet couldn't help feeling a surge of joy.

The 22-year-old youth has shed his naivety and exudes an exceptionally mature charm.

He wore a well-fitting suit and exuded a calm demeanor in every gesture.

Facing the scrutiny of so many shrewd people present, Yao's family head showed no fear whatsoever. He smiled, with a hint of flattery, and said, "Commander Yan, all the prominent figures in Shanghai are here."

Yan Yu nodded.

His gaze swept across the entire room.

Whether it was Gu Yao's imagination or not, the gaze seemed to linger on him for a moment, as if it had a tangible quality.

Through the crowd and the dazzling crystal lights, Gu Yao lowered his head in a disheveled manner and downed the wine in his hand in one gulp.

While dealing with the people in front of him, Yan Yu kept an eye on the people in the corner out of the corner of his eye.

The person he longs for.

He took a small sip of the wine in his glass, trying his best to control his restless heart.

and many more.

hold on.

What if the gentleman is so timid that he scares people away?

Gu Yao downed the wine in his hand in one gulp before realizing something was wrong.

But it was too late.

His head began to feel dizzy.

Gu Yao had never hated his alcohol tolerance so much.

It takes too much time.

Xu Qing had been searching for Gu Yao in the banquet hall ever since Yan Yu came out.

He had just arrived when he saw Gu Yao down a mouthful of wine.

Xu Qing knew Gu Yao's alcohol tolerance, and feeling a bit of a headache, he stepped forward and took Gu Yao's arm for support.

"Ah Yao, are you alright?"

Gu Yao shook his head, feeling a little disoriented.

"No, it's okay."

Xu Qing frowned, making a move to take the person back.

For social engagements and such, go to [a different place].

"I'll take you back to rest."

Gu Yao raised her hand to stop him and shook her head, "Don't worry."

Meanwhile, someone from the other side wanted to come over and strike up a conversation.

Gu Yao pushed the person away and pointed to the sofa in the corner next to him, "I'll just rest for a bit."

Xu Qing looked at Gu Yao, "Are you really alright?"

Gu Yao said helplessly, "It's really nothing."

Seeing that Gu Yao insisted, Xu Qing didn't say anything more and helped him to the sofa.

The handsome young man curled up instinctively as soon as he touched the soft sofa.

He waved to Xu Qing, "You can go now, I'm fine."

Xu Qing frowned, but the matter on the other side was not yet finished, so he could only sigh and say, "Then A Yao should rest for a bit, and I'll try to finish as quickly as possible."

Gu Yao nodded.

The handsome young man was quietly nestled in a deserted corner.

Yan Yu watched the two of them silently. When Xu Qing put her hand on Gu Yao's arm, his violent impulse made him want to rush up and snatch her away.

Xu Qing.

Yan Yu suppressed his thoughts, a polite smile playing on his lips as he dealt with the person before him.

Some thin people were huddled in a corner of the sofa, looking like tiny little balls.

Quietly.

Yan Yu's gaze remained fixed on that somewhat thin back from beginning to end.

Why are you getting thinner and thinner?

Yan Yu frowned, looking somewhat displeased.

But looking at Gu Yao's back, you can't tell anything.

He was a little irritable.

The person on the sofa seemed a little uneasy, shifted slightly, and swayed as they walked out.

He looked obviously drunk.

Yan Yu was a little uneasy. He raised his glass and smiled at the people in front of him, "Everyone, please excuse me for a moment."

The others didn't dare say anything more and could only nod.

Gu Yao felt a little dizzy.

He never imagined that just one glass of red wine could have such a strong aftereffect.

Walking to the bathroom sink, Gu Yao looked at his flushed face in the mirror and scooped up a handful of water.

The only sound in the empty bathroom was the running water in front of me.

Gu Yao's vigilance relaxed for a moment.

But in that instant, something cold and hard pressed against my waist.

"Mr. Gu, what a coincidence?"

The voice in my ear was low and hoarse, clearly disguised.

Gu Yao wasn't wearing his glasses, and his vision was still somewhat blurry due to the water.

Gu Yao was in charge of decryption and was extremely sensitive to sound. Although he couldn't see who was behind him through the mirror, he was very familiar with their voices.

With a gun pressed against his waist, Gu Yao remained completely calm. "Detective He, what are you doing? Are you treating me like a criminal?"

Upon hearing this, He Yanshen did not retreat but advanced, pushing the gun two more inches towards the young man's waist.

"Mr. Gu has excellent hearing."

A familiar, flippant voice came from beside me.

"And who is Mr. Gu? What is he trying to do in Shanghai?"

Gu Yao's eyes sharpened upon hearing this.

If He Yanshen really figured it out, then he... must die!

This matter cannot tolerate the slightest mistake.

The butterfly knife he always carried in his sleeve slid into his palm.

He Yanshen looked at the slender young man who had been obediently forced to lean against the sink and sneered.

He really was a frail scholar.

However, right now, the most important thing is to find out who this person is.

"Mr. Gu..."

Before He Yanshen could finish speaking, he was suddenly kicked in the calf, and he stumbled and almost fell to his knees.

A flash of cold light appeared before my eyes.

He Yanshen's eyes narrowed, and he took a step back abruptly.

But it's still a step too late.

A bloody gash appeared on her fragile neck from the butterfly knife.

The frail young man, who had just been held hostage and dared not utter a word, was now filled with murderous intent.

With her slender, pale fingers gripping a butterfly knife, she pinned a man who was half a head taller than her against the wall.

Seeing He Yanshen's astonished gaze, Gu Yao smiled and moved the knife in his hand two inches higher.

He Yanshen could only tilt his head back in the direction of the blade.

"Detective He, I don't like being threatened."

The young man wore a smug smile, but his eyes were filled with icy coldness.

Even though he had to squint to see the person in front of him clearly, Gu Yao's imposing manner remained undiminished.

"What does Detective He want to ask me? For Xu Qing's sake, I'll give you a chance to answer. You'd better give me the answer you want."

Looking at the person in front of him, He Yanshen realized that he was completely wrong.

This is no weak scholar; he's clearly a special forces soldier.