As soon as Feng Xinying said that the head of the security asked his men to arrange for the car for her. She went to see Xie Yuansheng first. She touched the glass window and whispered to him, "I am going to find your shooters Xie Yuansheng, so be my strength. I want you to stay well all the while." She started to leave and then suddenly turned. She kissed the glass window and said "Wake up soon… I miss you a lot…" She left with a faint smile.

There were almost four cars that were filled with security. When she came out, her car was ready and there were two standing in front of hers and two at the back. Just as she was about to step in, her aunt Jiao Long came. When she saw that Feng Xinying was leaving, she ran to her. "Ying'er where are you going?"

Startled, Feng Xinying looked at her aunt, "Auntie, I am going for some very important work. Why don't you go to my room and wait for me? I will come in an hour. However, if you like you can come back later."

"No, no Ying'er, I am leaving too." Then she handed her lunchbox and said, "Here have this. This is braised fish I made for you," she said affectionately.

Feng Xinying smiled and took the lunchbox from her. "Thank you auntie," she said with a smile.

Jiao Long left trotting like a small pony making Feng Xinying chuckle. She left the hospital premises to visit the man who had changed her life.

When Feng Xinying reached there she saw that the so-called headquarters were nothing but a small house that looked like any residential house form the outside. When she stepped in, she saw that it was very plain and professional from the inside. Her mobile phone was taken at the entrance. She was guided to go inside a room. When she stepped in, she saw that the room was parted from another room and there was a tinted glass window separating the two rooms. It was dark and in the other room there was man tied to a chair. He looked all bloodied up. In fact he was looking like a pulp. Xie Shengjun was standing in front of him. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and he was wearing black pants. He looked fierce and rage filled his eyes. It looked as if he wanted to kill the man in front of him. He had tortured him brutally.

"Tell me, you bastard. Who hired you?" Xie Shengjun shouted at him as he brought his fingers around his throat and started choking him.

Feng Xinying watched him from the other room. She could feel rage filling her body. She got up and suddenly walked out of her room to the one where he was sitting. When she entered, she pushed Xie Shengjun from there and slapped the shooter.

Numb from all the pain that was inflicted on him, the shooter opened his eyes that were also swollen badly for being punched repeatedly. There was blood running out of his nose and mouth. He started laughing in whatever way he could. "So the lady is here?"

Feng Xinying slapped him again. "Yes I am," she replied as if announcing her presence.

She looked at Xie Shengjun and said, "Why haven't you chopped his right hand yet?"

"Would you want to do the honors?" he asked wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

"Get me the sharpest tool you have," she said.

Xie Shengjun went to the table nearby and brought a big knife. "This one cuts like butter." He handed the knife to her.

"Open his right hand," she ordered a man standing behind him.

"It is better you kill me because if I have made a promise to my client, I don't return back. I will never reveal my client's name," said the shooter as if taking one more chance.

The man standing behind opened his right hand while Xie Shengjun and one other man held him from behind. Feng Xinying looked at him with very dangerous eyes and said, "You want this!" She raised the knife in the air and brought it to touch his right hand with such sharp force that the shooter screamed. "You bitch! Don't!"

The knife came and got fixed in his arm halfway. The sniper screamed in pain. "Aaaaaa!" he started panting and was half faint already.

"This hand will be completely chopped if you don't tell us the name," said Feng Xinying pressing the knife further inside the flesh.

An hour later a call went to the police station. "The real shooter has been found who has accepted that he has shot Xie Yuansheng. He will be delivered to you in another thirty minutes. Keep Su Haobing's release papers ready."

The Police Station Head of the station who was sitting in the office shouted at the person on the phone back, "Who the hell do you think you are? The Police Chief of the country? How dare you call me like this and order? I will trace that call and put you behind bars in thirty minutes."

The Police Station Head of that station had been given a huge payoff in order to keep Su Haobing in the jail. He had been asked to get all media also to give this news maximum coverage. It couldn't be a better deal for him. He was being applauded by the people as one of the most efficient police chiefs of the country for being able to catch the criminal so fast. Obviously, when he heard that the real shooter was found, he became panicky and retorted. He couldn't let anyone take his glory and the huge amount of money he was paid as his reward.

There was a sigh on the other side of the phone, "This is Police Chief of the country. I am standing here and waiting for you to verify the number of this line."