Invisible Security Guard-Chapter 42 Sister’s Accident

42: Chapter 42: Sister’s Accident

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At 10 p.m., the delivery van from the fast-food company arrived, and since everyone was working overtime, Ruth Wilcox wasn’t truly a bloodsucking tycoon, so all the staff at the company set aside their work and hurried to eat.

Before eight, Yusuf Zuck had sneaked off to Axiang Restaurant for a solid meal; he was just too hungry, not having eaten well in days, and having finally had his fill, he fell asleep in his Audi A8.

It wasn’t until Floyd Hart knocked on his car door that he was woken up.

“Yusuf, it’s time to eat, tonight’s meal is good, there’s a cup of coffee for everyone, and a thirty-yuan boxed meal.

The executive secretary upstairs brought you three servings herself, said it was Ms.

Wilcox’s orders!” Floyd Hart was carrying three meal servings, having come specifically to deliver Yusuf’s food.

“You guys go and eat.

I just ate not too long ago, look how round my belly is still!” Yusuf got out of the car, stretched his arms and legs, and honestly, as good as the A8 was, sleeping in it was quite uncomfortable, his whole body down to the bones felt sore!

“Fine, some of the guys who weren’t on duty are watching some little movies; they’re probably starving by now too.

I’ll take it to them!” Floyd Hart didn’t stand on ceremony, knowing Yusuf had gone to eat earlier and had indeed just finished eating not long ago.

“Where’s the captain?

Call him over for me, I want to have a chat!” Yusuf pulled out a cigarette and tossed one to Floyd Hart.

“Dammit, still ‘Da Qian Men’?

You’re now one of the bosses, your status has risen, how are you still smoking this stuff?” Floyd Hart tucked the cigarette behind his ear; he smoked better brands than Yusuf.

Yusuf swore jokingly, “Get lost, one of the bosses?

Call the captain for me, and go do whatever you were doing!”

“Heh heh, I’m off.” Floyd Hart chuckled and pulled out his walkie-talkie, calling out, “Calling the captain, calling the captain, Yusuf is in the parking lot and wants to chat.”

“Shh-shh—got it,” Samuel Ross’s voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Before long, Samuel Ross came out of the underground parking lot with Benedict Cooke, neither wearing their security uniforms.

Normally, Samuel, being middle management, would wear a suit to work, and Benedict, not on duty today, was also dressed casually.

The pair seemed to be inseparable, very much like best buddies!

“How’s it going?

Is everything taken care of?” Once they reached Yusuf’s side, they leaned against the A8, Samuel pulled out a soft pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, tossed one to Benedict, who just lit it up himself without offering to light Samuel’s.

Their relationship was indeed unique and special; to this day, Yusuf hadn’t figured out why they were always together.

“It’s taken care of,” Yusuf nodded, then fished the Buick’s keys out of his pocket and tossed them to Samuel, “I’m going to Shanghai with Ms.

Wilcox tomorrow, that car belongs to a friend of mine and it’s not in use, you can drive it for now, maybe take the boys out for a drive at night or something!”

“Oh?” Following Yusuf’s gaze, Samuel and Benedict’s eyes lit up simultaneously.

Even though they had been hustling in Beijing for years, they had only achieved a bit of a small reputation, and things like houses or cars seemed far out of reach for them. ƒreewebɳovel.com

It wasn’t that they couldn’t earn money, but that they spent too gladly—both bachelors, once the salary came in, they’d eat well for a couple of meals, indulge in some ‘healthcare’ sessions, and not much would be saved by the end of the month.

Beijing drifters, in such a tough place, how easy is it to make something of oneself?

“Alright, no need for formalities.

Let’s go, Cooper, let’s take the car for a spin, haha!” Samuel laughed heartily, eager to take Benedict for a ride!

The car was almost brand new, having clocked less than ten thousand kilometers.

Just as Samuel and Benedict got into the car, Yusuf’s phone rang again.

He thought it was Ruth Wilcox, but to his surprise, the caller ID showed it was his sister, Sara Zuck.

What could it be about at 10:30 p.m.

that Sara was calling?

Yusuf answered quickly, asking straight away, “What’s wrong, Sara?”

“Woo—woo—Bro, come quickly, bring some money, I’m in trouble, I’m at Blair Larson’s Guomao KTV…” Before she could finish, Yusuf heard shouting from the other end, and then the phone cut off!

Yusuf felt a surge of blood rush to his head.

In his whole life, his sister Sara was what he cared about most; one could say she was his life, the apple of his eye.

And now Sara was crying out for help on the phone and asking him for money?

He knew his sister’s temperament well; she wouldn’t seek help unless she was really in trouble, as she was aware of his temper and afraid that he would cause trouble!

But now, she was urgently asking him to come, which definitely meant something big had happened!

Yusuf ran towards the Buick that had just started and was moving forward.

Yusuf’s sudden appearance also gave Samuel a cold sweat; he had just been about to hit the gas.

“Whoosh!” Yusuf pulled the car door open and dove in, shouting, “Where’s Blair Larson’s Guomao KTV, get me there fast!”

“What happened?” Samuel was shocked, as Yusuf looked as ferocious as a lion, eyes already reddened.

Of course, Samuel accelerated out of the parking lot while asking.

Benedict Cooke frowned, half-turned, and calmly asked, “What’s going on?

What happened?”

“My sister just called me, crying, saying she’s in trouble and asked me to bring money,” said Yusuf Zuck, his face grim.

“She went there with her classmates to practice singing tonight because one of them was participating in some kind of ‘The Voice’ show on TV.”

“All sorts of people hang out in that place.

Let’s go take a look and then decide!” Samuel Ross nodded.

He and Benedict Cooke had been messing around in the Beijing underground for years, so they knew all the ins and outs of those venues.

KTVs are places where you’ll find all walks of life, students, folks from society, celebrities, officials, basically, it’s a murky place.

It’s particularly unsafe for students, especially those from out of town studying in Beijing.

Locals will hassle you without bargaining.

Just set a trap, frame you for something, and you’ll walk right into it.

Yusuf Zuck kept silent, and so did Benedict Cooke.

Meanwhile, Samuel Ross, who was driving, said with a smile, “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.

Once we get there, you take care of our sis, and leave the rest to me and Benedict Cooke.

Benedict Cooke, call Otis Quinn.”

“Right,” Benedict Cooke nodded, then glanced at Yusuf Zuck and said, “Don’t worry, everything will be okay!

Though I’ve had a fight with Yusuf Zuck, it’s true what they say, ‘No fight, no friendship.’ Yusuf Zuck might be a bit stingy with money, but he’s a solid guy and tough.

He’s just the kind of person Samuel Ross and Benedict Cooke like.”

Benedict Cooke took out his own cell phone and quickly dialed a number: “Otis, where are you?” As soon as the call connected, Benedict Cooke asked him directly.

“Working the night shift, what’s up?

Samuel Ross looking for me?

Is it for a ‘big health care’?” the voice on the other end joked.

“We’re on our way to you right now.

Listen to me first, a buddy’s sister is singing at your place and may have gotten into a conflict.

Go check it out for us!” instructed Benedict Cooke.

“Oh, do you know which floor?” Otis on the other end asked.

“Zhang Yi, did your sister say which floor she was on?” Benedict Cooke asked Yusuf Zuck.

“She didn’t say, and her phone’s turned off,” Yusuf Zuck shook his head.

He had been trying to call his sister’s cell phone for a while but it kept going straight to voicemail.

“She didn’t say the floor, but you need to hurry and scope out the situation.

We can’t have anything happen to her,” Benedict Cooke stressed.

“Got it, wait for my news!” The call ended quickly, and at that moment, Samuel Ross said with a smile, “We have a buddy who works as a security guard there by chance.”

“Shh—” Upon hearing Samuel Ross’s words, Yusuf Zuck let out a sigh of relief.

The three fell silent, all waiting for Otis’s call.

About six or seven minutes later, Benedict Cooke’s phone rang, and he immediately switched it to speaker.

“Shit, Benedict Cooke, give the phone to Samuel Ross!” Otis seemed to be in a hurry!

Benedict Cooke handed the cell phone to Samuel Ross’s ear, and Samuel Ross said, “Talk!”

“Samuel Ross, what’s your relationship with that friend of yours?” Otis whispered.

Although Otis lowered his voice, the call was on speaker, so all three people in the car heard every word crystal clear.

Samuel Ross frowned and said, “Tell me what happened!” He didn’t specify his relationship but indicated to Otis to recount the events.

“It’s Otis Quinn from the ‘Red Club.’ He came here to have fun with his girlfriend, and it seems he was bumped into by a female student in the restroom; he also fell and his watch shattered on the floor.

You know how Otis Quinn is; he instantly demanded 800,000 yuan, threatening that if he doesn’t get the money, the girl would have to sleep with him for a month.

Now they’ve confiscated a few girls’ phones and shut them in a private room!”

“Samuel Ross, you know Otis Quinn’s type, don’t get involved…” Otis warned Samuel Ross to steer clear of this mess, as Otis Quinn was not someone they could afford to cross.

“I’ll be there in five minutes!” Samuel Ross didn’t say much more and Benedict Cooke quickly hung up, both their faces looking grave.

Yusuf Zuck listened to the entire exchange but said nothing.

After driving for a while, Samuel Ross suddenly said, “Otis Quinn, also known as ‘Red Club’ Otis Quinn, he’s one of ‘Big Bro’s’ men in the Beijing circle.

How should I put it…” Samuel Ross said, “Nowadays, the underground bosses are all into legitimate businesses and ostensibly clean, but in reality, they engage in all sorts of shady dealings!”

“Otis Quinn has quite a reputation in various venues around Beijing because he’s a good fighter, ruthless, and thus got the nickname ‘Red Club.’ Years ago, he operated in Hebei, then Big Bro noticed him and brought him over.

We don’t know exactly what he does, but he’s got money, manpower, influence!”

“As for that Big Bro, I’ve only heard his surname is Liao, and he’s a very young big player in Beijing.

His level is too high for us; we’ve never dealt with him directly!”

“Oh.” Yusuf Zuck uttered softly and nodded, “You guys don’t need to go up later.”

Samuel Ross chuckled.

“Don’t overthink it.

Leave this matter to Benedict Cooke and me.

You just make sure our sis is safe.

Even though we might not have much clout or muscle in Beijing, what counts is loyalty among friends.

Today’s issue, we’ll shoulder it together.

Besides, I know my way around these parts, so let me handle it.”

“If anything happens to my sister, it won’t just be about the 800,000!” Yusuf Zuck said coldly.

“Do not act impulsively.

I know you can fight, but this society isn’t about fighting and killing anymore.

Leave it to me, don’t make a sound,” Samuel Ross said as he drove the car into a parking area.

With a swish, Yusuf Zuck was the first to jump out, scanning the parking lot before striding towards a security guard who approached them.

Clearly, the guard was Otis, waiting there to find out which floor his sister was on.

Benedict Cooke and Samuel Ross followed close behind.