novelaction Chapter 1137 The Cause of Chen Zhongyu's Death
Chapter 1137 The Cause of Chen Zhongyu's Death
"Miss Sha?"
"Oh, Detective Feng, thank you for investigating so thoroughly. You are indeed quite capable. However, I haven't figured out what to do yet. Let's talk about it when I've thought it through. Let's stop here for now," Gui'er said perfunctorily. She just wanted to get rid of Detective Feng as soon as possible.
"Alright, then call me if you need anything." Detective Feng took out a business card, placed it on the table, and walked towards the door. He opened the door, looked left and right twice, then turned back to Gui'er and said, "By the way, just a reminder, wait until they leave before you go, so you don't run into them. This Miss Liu doesn't seem like someone to mess with." Then he took out his hat, put it on, pulled up his collar, closed the door, and left.
Gui'er sat dejectedly in the room. Only now did she have to take this issue seriously. She realized that she had always been unwilling to believe it, and even firmly believed that Wu Mingqiang could never have lied to her.
She really doesn't know what to do now.
"Hey, you're only with Gui'er because you want her fortune, so are you with me because you want my family's fortune too?"
Voices came from the other side of the wall again, this time very close, as if the two people were sitting down and chatting against the wall. Gui'er couldn't help but prick up her ears to listen again.
"Lanfang, you are gentle, considerate, and good to me, of course I want to be with you."
"Hmph, don't try to fool me. I'm asking if you only agreed to be with me because of my family's money and my father's influence? You were always dodging the question before."
"That's because I knew I couldn't possibly be worthy of my mistress. I was never meant to be worthy of her either, but her family has fallen on hard times, hasn't that?"
"Alright, alright. You can't mention her when we're together. But the reason I'm giving you time isn't for any other reason than that. It's true, I like you, but if you're penniless, my father definitely won't approve. If you can get the villa and property from Gui'er's family, he might consider you. After all, you know a lot of high-ranking people in Hong Kong. Although he's currently working for the Imperial Army, nothing is set in stone yet, and he's willing to bet on both sides. But don't worry, if my father can get a high position in the new government in the future, I'll definitely have him recommend you and give you a hand."
"Really? That's great."
"Don't keep me waiting too long. I don't have that much patience. If it really doesn't work, you'll have to work harder on your own. I don't need to teach you the methods. You people in the underworld know more than I do."
Wu Mingqiang did not respond.
"Did you hear me? Speak up."
"I know, my darling."
"Hmph! Don't just say nice things. Let me tell you, if you dare to lie to me or fool me, I won't take it lying down. My father loves me the most, and he never allows anyone to bully me. Do you remember Lin Peishan, who used to be very close to Gui'er? My father suspected her fiancé was a revolutionary and wanted to send someone to kill him. Coincidentally, this woman often stole my thunder in class, so I said, why don't we just take care of that woman too? My father agreed after I said that. You should know what happened to them, right?"
"...It was actually your father who did this. Mr. Liu is indeed a powerful person. Impressive. But aren't you afraid that if things are exposed, those patriotic people with brains will come forward?"
"A bunch of rabble, they just contribute some money and effort. If something really happens, who dares to say anything? Even the Hong Kong British government compromised and helped suppress those progressive newspapers. I'm telling you, it was my father who mediated this matter."
Gui'er was stunned when she heard these words. She felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head, but after trembling for a moment, her anger quickly flared up.
It turns out that Chen Zhongyu's death was orchestrated by Liu Lanfang's father, Liu Tiecheng, as a way for him to curry favor with the enemy and obtain high-ranking official positions.
Gui'er felt all the blood rush to her head, her fingertips clenched so tightly they turned white, and the outline of the miniature pistol seemed to dig into her flesh.
Lin Peishan and Chen Zhongyu... She had long suspected that they were killed by the enemy, but she never expected that they would become victims of Liu Tiecheng's flattery.
She bit her lower lip hard until she tasted blood, which slightly suppressed the urge to rush out and tear everything apart. Anger burned like wildfire in her internal organs, but reason was tempered into ice in the fire—she couldn't act impulsively now. She was alone, with only a gun in her hand. A head-on confrontation would only lead to the same fate as Chen Zhongyu.
The noise from next door gradually subsided, followed by the sound of a chair being dragged along, and then Liu Lanfang's coquettish plea to stay: "Sit a little longer, are you in such a hurry to go back and see that sickly man?"
“How could that be?” Wu Mingqiang’s voice said. “I’m just worried your dad will get impatient. I don’t want to leave him with a bad impression.”
Then, faint whispers of coquettishness could be heard, followed soon by the sound of a door opening. Footsteps gradually faded into the distance in the corridor. Gui'er sat frozen in place for a long time until she was sure that the surroundings were completely quiet before she stood up, leaning against the wall. Her legs felt like lead, and every step she took was chilling.
She opened the door to her room. The hallway was empty, and sunlight streamed in through the skylight, casting dappled shadows on the carpet. She lowered her head and hurried past the door to the next room. The tightly closed door felt like a gaping maw, making her stomach clench.
She walked quickly out of the hotel. Acheng's car was parked on the street corner. When he saw her coming, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door, but his face was much darker than in the morning.
"Miss, have you finished your get-together with your classmates?" Acheng's voice sounded a little muffled.
"Yes, we chatted for a while." Gui'er lowered her head and got into the car, avoiding his gaze.
Acheng didn't press the matter further, but as he started the car, he couldn't help glancing at the rearview mirror: "Just now at the hotel entrance, I think I saw... your classmate surnamed Liu's car drive away."
Gui'er's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm on the surface: "Really? Maybe she's here on business too. I didn't run into her."
They drove in silence, the street scenes outside the car window flashing by, but Gui'er couldn't concentrate on a single word. It was as if two voices were fighting in her head—one roaring for revenge, for making Liu Tiecheng and Wu Mingqiang pay for their crimes in blood; the other advising her to stay calm, to protect herself first, before doing anything else.
Back at the villa, Dingxiang greeted her: "Miss, you're finally back! Brother Qiang just called to say he won't be home for dinner tonight."
Gui'er said "Oh" and walked straight to the study. After closing the door, she took out the photo that Detective Feng had given her from her handbag. The image of Zhao Tianhu bowing and scraping to Liu Tiecheng in the photo looked particularly jarring at this moment. She then took out the gun, which was heavy and carried the weight of life and death.