Chapter 645

as well.Over these years, apart from Bai Ye and Su Man, Ye Nimei also knew about Kaka's health condition. They had been mischief-makers together since childhood and shared no secrets between each oth...Chapter 645

Moyao sat on a bench outside the police station, agitated. It turned out to be a false alarm; that person wasn't Little White, but where had Little White gone There was his blood at the scene and also the pendant he left behind—the purple gemstone necklace he liked very much—proving that Little White had been in a car accident. Yet no one knew where he was. He sent people to check all hospital records but found none of Little White's admission details. Where did he go

Having been in an accident and injured, yet nobody knew where he went; this made him extremely anxious.

Moyao suddenly remembered something, quickly got into his car, drove straight back to the apartment, took out his laptop, and Yun asked if that person was Little White. Moyao didn't answer but it was obvious from his demeanor that it wasn't.

Moyao opened his handbag computer and tracked Little White's phone GPS. This was a global positioning system tracker; no matter where he was, it could track him down. The laptop showed that Little White was now in the air at 30,000 feet—he was on an airplane.

This flight route was heading back to America.

Moyao breathed a sigh of relief; it was good he had gone back to America.

It seemed he wasn't seriously injured, so Moyao could breathe easier now.

Baoli woke up in the middle of the afternoon on the second day. He looked truly awful this time around—no part of his face was untouched—and his broken ribs were even worse; but Moyao, on behalf of Little White, apologized to Baoli who waved it off and didn't mind.

When Moyao went downstairs to bring him lunch, Yun said, "Little White has gone back to America. Congratulations, Mr. Bai."

Upon saying this, she left with a smile while Baoli closed his eyes for some rest.

Moyao spent five days in Berlin; he was almost fully recovered from his injuries, but Baoli's wounds hadn't completely healed yet. However, there were no problems with him flying, so Moyao took him back to Rome to recuperate. Before boarding the plane, he received a call from Fei Mo.

"Moyao, Little White hasn’t turned on his phone in days and isn’t online; where has he gone"

“He’s returned to America,” Moyao replied, confirming that the phone was still tracking his apartment's location.

"Impossible, I went to his apartment and he wasn't back yet," Ye Feimo said. "This is an unprecedented situation."

Moyao said, "He might be in a bad mood recently; that day... I hit him."

"Fighting is pretty normal, right Don't I always fight with him" Ye Feimo scoffed, "Warming even asked me to bring back his signature. Did he really go back to America Let me ask his agent about it in a moment."

The phone was at his apartment; maybe he went out."

Ye Feimo hung up without saying much more, and Moyao brought Bai Liu to Rome where they arrived that night. As soon as they got there, Mo Chen yelled at him, "Six days, six whole days! Why didn't you tell me anything"

Moyao frowned. "What happened"

"What do you think happened..." Mo Chen seemed indignant. "Your precious egg has something wrong with it; come over here."

Mo Chen grabbed Moyao and got him onto another plane, leaving no time for Moyao to even instruct someone to look after Bai Liu. The flight took only half an hour to reach the headquarters of the Mafia in Sicily. Along the way, Mo Chen did not answer any questions Moyao asked; it seemed he was deliberately being difficult. Moyao nearly threw him off the plane himself. Without Mo Chen having to say anything, Moyao knew who had gotten into trouble.

In the information room at Mafia headquarters, all the intelligence experts were gathered there, and every computer screen was tracking something. The screens displayed scrambled images. Moyao barked out loud, "Who will tell me what happened"

Mo Chen said in a low voice, "I wanted to ask you too, Big Brother!"

Whenever Mo Chen called him “Big Brother,” it meant something serious was happening. Everyone's faces in the information room were grim. Mo Chen explained, "Before I got on the plane, tell Feimo that Baiwei has returned to America; Feimo couldn’t find Baiwei and asked his agent, but he said Baiwei hadn't come back. Then Feimo went to Ji Bing who also hasn't seen Baiwei. Feimo called me and I tracked his phone; it was at his apartment, but the phone arrived there in a package from overseas four or five days ago. I knew something had gone wrong so I checked the tracker implanted under his skin but couldn’t find anything. When I asked Kaka and Wushuang to help look for him, they also failed. Why didn't you tell me sooner This phone was signed for by a guard at the gate four or five days ago and placed in Baiwei’s home. If someone is missing for four or five days without any news, it either means something terrible has happened or we've missed our best chance to find him. Now I'm so busy that I can't even locate him; what should I do"

Mochen's voice became increasingly urgent and he nearly shouted at the end. He was worried; Baiwei had gone missing in Berlin, and the phone came from there too, while Moyao was still in Berlin. Yet Moyao hadn’t told him anything.

Moyao leaned both hands on the central control panel with a blue light casting eerie shadows across his face. Even Yun was startled by this; Moyao quickly regained composure and said, "Keep looking, keep investigating."

"What's there to investigate If someone wanted Baiwei to disappear, they've covered their tracks so thoroughly after all these years that you can't tell me what to look for. If Baiwei isn’t under a satellite’s coverage, the satellite won’t be able to locate him or track his movements; his implanted tracker in his body has been tampered with and destroyed. It's an extremely small tracker placed near his heart area. Such a device being removed means something significant."

"Shut up!" Mo Yao barked, "If something happens, don't panic. There will always be clues to follow. Feng, organize all the information you've gathered and give it to me immediately."

"Yes!"

Mo Chen: "Alright then, if you're not worried now, wait until tomorrow and see if you still aren't."

Mo Yao didn’t refute Mo Chen’s words. He indeed had overlooked something this time. He thought that since Xiao Bai was angry at him and refused to answer his calls, he must have turned off the phone. When he discovered that the mobile's position was in mid-air, he naturally assumed Xiao Bai went back to America, so he didn’t pay attention to Xiao Bai’s movements anymore. Besides, he believed Xiao Bai had returned to the US since the location of the call was at his apartment.

Who knew someone would use a false impression to mislead him

This person is an insider who knows all the secrets and contact methods of various secret organizations. It must be someone who has long been dealing with the Mafia or the First Terrorist Organization, knowing their internal security systems well enough to avoid detection in such a way. They chose an extremely appropriate time—when he was arguing with Xiao Bai and when it would most easily slip one’s mind.

Xiao Bai getting into a car accident must mean that someone took him away while he was unconscious, no wonder his hospital records couldn’t be found, nor could he have been seen at the scene. Everything has now made sense.

Mo Yao felt extremely frustrated; regardless of any situation, he should’ve informed Mo Chen about this beforehand and shouldn't have been so careless. For Xiao Bai to shut off his phone for such a long time without contacting them definitely means something must have happened because Xiao Bai never acts like that.

If not for Ye Fei Mo going to America, he probably wouldn’t know the news until much later.

Xiao Bai...

The phone and equipment continuously rang. The city of Berlin was also under surveillance with countless surveillance points within its walls; the sections of road where Xiao Bai had passed could naturally be investigated. Mo Yao saw through the video footage that Xiao Bai was speeding on the highway in a desperate run, but from the moment the car accident occurred, it became apparent that the footage had been tampered with.

There were no records until the police arrived again.

Mo Yao instructed Fengyunlei to gather all video footage from cameras capturing this site of the accident. All traffic cameras in the area with clear footage were collected, but they had all been altered internally, leaving no traces behind.

The best way would be to investigate the incident location and trace back from there; otherwise, another round of tracking would prove extremely difficult. Everyone knows this point, yet the issue is that it’s impossible to find anyone who could do such a thing without satellite imagery capturing accident scenes specifically.

Moyao has investigated all the clues, and even if he asks further questions, he has already looked into them.

He even checked for fingerprints on the package, but found nothing.

Xiaobai seemed to have vanished into thin air.

There must be a loophole somewhere. No matter how meticulous a crime method is, it will leave evidence; evidence will shift, and it's impossible that there would be no trace at all. Even if they managed to erase every trace within these four or five days, they would still have left some hint.

Moyao was determined to find those traces, then pinpoint the key entry point. What he was looking for now was where Xiaobai had been taken and by whom.

Currently, there's no information at all, clearly indicating this is targeted against the mafia; without extortion or ransom demands, the hostage has very little chance of survival.

Wushuang came from London to join in the search efforts. Moyan hadn't slept for two days straight, carefully cross-referencing every piece of information, leaving no stone unturned, but still found no breakthrough point. Wushuang was getting anxious too.

Xiaobai went missing, and Ye Fei knew his limits; he didn’t tell anyone else, just told Moyan about it. When returning home, he spoke with Ye Ningyuan, hoping for assistance in finding him. The resources that Ye Ningyuan could use were available to Kaka as well, so Kaka was similar to Ye Ningyuan.

Nine days had passed without finding Xiaobai at all.

There wasn’t even a single clue; it felt like Xiaobai had vanished from the world. He could neither be found alive nor dead.

Moyao was calm, calmly thinking about where he might have missed something, and calmly analyzing who would be most likely to stealthily take Mo Xiaobai away in Berlin at that time when his identity was Ye Yan, an international superstar.

Who could possibly have a grudge with such an international superstar and go through so much trouble to capture him

Clearly, this had nothing to do with Ye Yan. It was targeted against the Godfather of the mafia. But how did they know Xiaobai's identity and managed to wait in ambush for them so easily Especially when Xiaobai was injured..." Ignoring the chaotic scene around him, Mosai deeply confessed his grave mistake. He suddenly realized that Jackson's rock music was still blaring loudly and hurriedly turned it off. He shamelessly...