After Transmigrating into a Book, I Turned the Straight Bigshot Gay (BL) - Chapter 18

They arrived at the hospital in the middle of the night. It was clear that Yang Zhongxu was indeed terrified of dying; it was only the 10th, yet the hospital was already crawling with hidden sentries.

Furthermore, according to the schedule, many famous specialists were off duty on that day with no appointments available. This meant that by the 17th, the foot traffic in the hospital would be reduced by at least two-thirds.

“There are so many buildings here. Where is Yang Zhongxu most likely to receive treatment?”

While Xie Yunshen was still researching, Yi Wuyi simply took out his phone and made a call: “On the 17th, which building is Yang Zhongxu’s treatment in?”

Xie Yunshen realized then that the Yan family had its own intelligence system. However, he wasn’t yet qualified to access such core information.

In less than five minutes, the call came back.

“Got it,” Yi Wuyi hung up and turned to Xie Yunshen. “Building 13.”

The two crossed the hospital skybridge to Building 13. This was the key VIP ward area, and surveillance cameras were everywhere. Moreover, the VR videos online didn’t cover this building, so they had to figure out the internal layout bit by bit on their own.

An assassin and a bodyguard—today, they actually cooperated with perfect chemistry, executing their respective scouting tasks quickly and flawlessly.

“Old Five, memorized everything?”

“No problem.”

“Let’s check the top floor.”

“Going directly to the top floor isn’t good. Let’s go to the hotel across the street to avoid raising suspicion.”

Xie Yunshen: “As expected of a professional.”

Even better, the hotel across the street was a chain belonging to the Yan Group. In other words, it was their home turf.

Consequently, early the next morning, Yan Shiqi received a message from the hotel.

At 1:00 AM last night, Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi went to the hotel to get a room. They only booked one room and didn’t check out until 4:00 AM.

Yan Shiqi’s gaze fell upon the two men standing dutifully by his side; his fingers tapped gently twice on the desk. The distance between their shoulders was indeed far too close.

“Last night, you two went to a hotel and got a room?” Yan Shiqi got straight to the point.

“Pfft!” Yan Shizhou, who was eating nearby, suddenly began to cough violently. He looked at Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi, his face turning red from the coughing fit.

Xie Yunshen looked like a typical clueless straight man. “What’s wrong…?”

Yi Wuyi lowered his head. “I’m sorry, Mr. Yan. A-Shen and I…”

He likely thought it was inappropriate to act without Yan Shiqi’s permission, so he apologized.

Xie Yunshen looked at Yi Wuyi in horrified confusion. Wait, what are you sorry for? What exactly is there to be sorry about?!

Big bro, you’re going to make people misunderstand!

Yan Shizhou stood up abruptly. Every strand of his hair seemed to be trembling, his chest heaving. His arrogant eyes were fixed in a glare at Yi Wuyi, his teeth gritted. He whispered, “Dammit.”

Yan Shiqi’s brow was pressed low, his eyes deep and dark. When his gaze slammed directly into Xie Yunshen, it made Xie’s scalp tingle. Xie Yunshen felt that if he didn’t explain clearly now, even the Pacific Ocean wouldn’t be enough to wash away his innocence.

So, he spoke up to explain: “…Can’t two men get a room together?”

Yan Shiqi: “…”

Yan Shizhou’s face was dark. “No!”

Xie Yunshen: “Third Young Master, what are you getting so worked up for?”

Yan Shizhou: “…”

Yan Shiqi closed his eyes. “So, at one in the morning, what were you doing in that room?”

Yi Wuyi and Xie Yunshen looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

“Learning from each other.”

“Sleeping, of course.”

Yan Shizhou: “What kind of ‘sleeping’?”

Xie Yunshen: “The kind of sleeping where you close your eyes! We didn’t even unwrap the condoms or toys in the room.”

Yan Shizhou gritted his teeth. “You didn’t even use safety measures?!”

Xie Yunshen: “????”

Are you okay?

Yi Wuyi sighed. When it came to making things look worse, Xie Yunshen had a unique talent.

Yan Shiqi immediately seized the opening. “Old Five, you tell me.”

Xie Yunshen’s heart tightened; he figured Yi Wuyi was about to crack. He gave Yi Wuyi a look, signaling that he must not leak the plan.

Yi Wuyi struggled for a moment before finally deciding to go for a “broken jar” approach: “It’s… Xie Yunshen said he has a… hidden medical ailment. He asked me to accompany him to see a doctor…”

Seeming to feel that this was a bit unfair to Xie Yunshen’s reputation, he decided to share the stigma for the sake of fairness: “Actually, it’s… it’s both of us. We both have some hidden ailments. We heard the andrology department at Zhongzhou Hospital is very famous, so we made an appointment. After seeing the doctor, we rested at the hotel across the street for a bit.”

Yan Shiqi kept his eyes closed, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips. As he listened to Yi Wuyi’s words, a faint smile actually appeared on his face.

Yan Shizhou sat back down and covered his face.

Xie Yunshen was silent for a long time. “…”

Should he say Yi Wuyi was a man of pure loyalty? To die together, indeed. He was starting to get a bit fed up with this world. Maybe he should just transmigrate back…

With things explained this way, even though Yan Shiqi knew something was up, he could only turn a blind eye. The matter was considered settled.

Today was the Yan family banquet. A long table was filled with the young and old of the Yan family. Yan Shiqi sat at the head. Yan Shizhou sat second on his left; the first seat on the left was reserved for the second brother, Yan Shiying, but he was a cold and distant person. He missed nine out of ten family banquets, and today was no exception.

To Yan Shiqi’s right was an elegant middle-aged man, followed by the man’s wife and son, then other uncles and cousins of the same clan. It was clear that both Yan Shiqi and Yan Shizhou held great respect for that middle-aged man.

“Third Uncle, is your leg feeling better?”

Wait, Third Uncle?

Wasn’t the Yan family’s Third Uncle supposed to be dead?

In the beginning of the story, members of the Yan family began to meet with accidents one after another. The first to die was Third Uncle’s family. The only description in the book was Yan Shiqi learning from the butler that Third Uncle’s family had died abroad. But as for how they died… he had forgotten.

“Much better. Nothing to talk about, just old problems,” Third Uncle smiled.

The elegant middle-aged woman beside him said, “How is it better? The pain is getting worse. I heard there’s a young man named Lin Jin with incredible acupuncture skills. We wanted to ask him to take a look, but as soon as he heard it was the Yan family, he refused to come.”

She looked at Yan Shiqi. “Head of the family, you have the most influence. Could you…”

Third Uncle immediately interrupted her: “Alright, say no more!”

Likely, Third Uncle had already heard about the Male Lead’s attitude toward Yan Shiqi at the Zhu banquet. Third Aunt wanted Yan Shiqi to invite Lin Jin, but Third Uncle felt that would be making the Yan family bow their heads to that kid.

Third Aunt just smiled, and the others naturally changed the subject. Yan Shiqi said nothing. Throughout the lavish banquet, he barely touched his food. He watched the crowd, his gaze seemingly piercing through them to something deeper, contemplating.

Xie Yunshen and Yi Wuyi both stood nearby. As the banquet ended, Third Uncle looked at Xie Yunshen with a satisfied expression. “You’re Xie Ming’s son. You’ve grown up well.”

Xie Yunshen paused, noticing that the man’s gait was a bit unnatural. The man thought Xie had forgotten him. “I used to hold you when you were little!”

Yi Wuyi said, “Since his head injury last time, he doesn’t remember many things clearly.”

Third Uncle let out an ‘oh’. “I was wondering why he felt like a different person.”

The older generation truly had sharp eyes.

But Xie Yunshen was moved; as a “salted fish” who lived off the family, none of the Yans looked down on him. However, he desperately couldn’t remember how this Third Uncle had died. Or perhaps the book never explicitly stated it.

Finally, as Third Uncle was about to leave, Xie Yunshen remembered.

“Third Uncle, does your house have a gardener with a very thick beard?” He held onto the car door before it could close.

Third Uncle sat in the car, looking at him in surprise. “Yes, how did you know?”

“He’s a serial killer.”

The smiles on everyone’s faces froze.

He remembered how Third Uncle’s family died. The Top Star Sect sent people to pose as ordinary workers to get close to target families. After gaining their trust, they would murder the entire family, finally framing it as a mental breakdown or a fit of rage to cover the true motive.