Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

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What's the most important attribute for an apartment manager?

It's not service, but memory. He has to remember all the tenants in the building, as well as their family situations, to avoid blocking the wrong person.

So when the manager recalled the information in his mind, he realized that Master Qian had indeed returned in the afternoon, and since then had not left the apartment again.

This indicated that the person was indeed there!

Under normal circumstances, it is understandable for these tenants not to answer calls from guests, but they would usually listen briefly to calls coming through the apartment manager.

"Madam, I'm also unable to contact Master Qian. Perhaps he has already gone to rest. If there is nothing urgent, please come back tomorrow,"

the apartment manager said with an apologetic smile.

"I have an urgent matter to discuss with him! It's very, very urgent!"

Qi Yu was almost crying in desperation. She had only taken some money and asked a few questions, but why was there so much trouble following!

"However, we don't have the authority to let you in directly, please understand my position."

"I understand you, but you also have to understand me!"

"May I ask, when Master Qian returned today, was he alone?"

Song Yun interjected with a question.

"Sorry, we don't have the right to disclose information about our residents."

Seeing that the apartment manager was unyielding, Song Yun had no choice; the manager was doing his job correctly, after all.

"What's the name of your boss?"

If direct access was impossible, then the next step was to call the owner behind the apartment to see if an arrangement could be made.

The apartment manager was slightly taken aback by the question. He found the young man in front of him somewhat familiar, but suddenly he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Suddenly, a memory flashed through his mind: "May I ask if you are... Mr. Song?"

"Yes, I am Song Yun. I don't think I am the kind of person to sneak around in your apartments."

Song Yun said jokingly.

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The apartment manager quickly shook his head, joking aside, Song Yun was the richest man in Magic Capital! It wasn't just him; even the big boss behind the scenes couldn't afford to offend Song Yun.

Because Song Yun lacked nothing but money!

To Song Yun, the building, although as valuable as every inch of land, was just a drop in the ocean compared to his wealth.

"Mr. Song, our boss is Mr. Zhou Hao. If you can give me instructions through him, I can let you in. After all, I am just a worker here; if I let someone in casually today and a complaint is made by an owner, I would lose my job..."

"Understood, understood."

Song Yun checked his contacts and found he didn't have Zhou Hao's number, which was quite embarrassing.

This only meant one thing: Zhou Hao might be wealthy, but he wasn't on the same level as Song Yun's circle, with no interactions on normal days.

After asking if the apartment manager had his boss's number, the manager could only shake his head with a distressed face, explaining he was just a company employee and didn't have the big boss's number.

With no other option, Song Yun called his father-in-law, as he used to have extensive connections in Magic Capital, whether with emerging businessmen or financial tycoons; he had some relationship with many of them.

After inquiring with a few friends, the father-in-law sent a number to Song Yun's phone.

All this back and forth had already delayed almost half an hour, but oddly enough, Master Qian's phone was still unreachable.

Song Yun suddenly had a bad feeling!

When he got in touch with the owner of the building and identified himself, Zhou Hao immediately asked Song Yun to hand the phone over to the apartment manager.

Whatever he said on the phone, the apartment manager returned the phone with a somewhat unsightly expression on his face.

"My sincerest apologies, Mr. Song, for taking up so much of your time. You and your party may go in now."

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Song Yun smiled at him.

The group arrived on the thirteenth floor, and Qi Yu stepped forward to knock on the door, but there was no sound from inside.

"Don't tell me something has happened..."

Qi Yu muttered under her breath, growing impatient as she knocked.

That sentence was like a bolt of lightning suddenly flashing through Song Yun's mind!

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Fuck!

It's indeed possible!

"Can we just force it open with violence?"

Song Yun glanced at Huang Baoding.

approaching the door, Huang Baoding felt its surface and looked at the lock, then shook his head helplessly and said, "The door is made of high-quality steel, and the lock itself is out of the question; it's the kind used in bank vaults. Unless we use a cutter, there's absolutely no way to open it!"

"Call the butler and see if he has a spare key."

Song Yun's expression was somewhat grim—he feared that Mr. Qian might already have met with misfortune!

This Shi Si wanted to cut off any leads to his whereabouts!

After Huang Baoding went down and fetched the apartment butler, the butler produced a key.

"Did anyone accompany Mr. Qian when he returned today?"

Song Yun asked, standing there.

"Yes, there was a young man with him."

The apartment butler nodded, "I've never seen this young man before; he must be a new friend of Mr. Qian."

"Take a look if it's the person in this photo."

Song Yun took out a file and pointed at a picture of Shi Si.

"No, it's not."

The apartment butler shook his head.

At the same time, a "click" came from inside the lock, and the door swung open.

Huang Baoding shielded Song Yun as they entered inside.

The interior of the apartment was pitch-black, as if it was uninhabited.

Groping for the main switch by the door, the apartment butler turned on all the lights in the apartment.

Immediately, a blinding light made Song Yun and the others squint slightly.

"Mr. Qian? Mr. Qian?"

The apartment butler asked softly a few times, but there was no response from the empty apartment.

"That's not right... Mr. Qian definitely hasn't gone out since he came back; otherwise, I would have definitely seen him..."

The apartment butler muttered, "Mr. Qian, are you at home?"

"No need to shout anymore, let's go in and check."

Song Yun and the others entered the room, and on the living room table, there were fresh flowers and an ice bucket with a bottle of expensive red wine.

It seemed that Mr. Qian hadn't had any trouble when he was talking with Qi Yu.

They went into the bedroom but didn't find anyone there.

Continuing on, they came to the bathroom, and as soon as they pushed the door open, both the apartment butler and Qi Yu screamed.

The Mr. Qian they had been looking for lay in the bathtub as if he were sleeping.

Huang Baoding stepped forward to check for breathing and then turned to shake his head at Song Yun.

It looked like Shi Si had acted quickly! Upon learning that Qi Yu had contacted Mr. Qian, he immediately took drastic measures!

"Preserve the scene, and also call the police,"

Song Yun sighed.

He was one step too late!

He had not expected Shi Si to become even more cautious after the last incident!

Huang Baoding closed the door, and they waited outside for the police to arrive.

A few minutes later, the sound of police sirens came from downstairs.

A team of police officers took the elevator up to the thirteenth floor.