Wang Weibao only recruited two of the three assistants who had served Zou Wenjuan. The third assistant, it is said, has already been invited from another state.

Sure enough, the two who arrived knew nothing, so they decided to stay here and wait for the time being.

Xing Baohua didn't get a good night's rest either. In the morning, she noticed that Wang Weibao's eyelids were a bit swollen, so she guessed he hadn't slept all night.

While having breakfast, Wang Weibao told Xing Baohua that the last assistant had been found dead at home.

The people over there have already called the police.

Xing Baohua waved his hand at Wang Weibao. He had thought a lot about it last night. Could a business rival really be so ruthless?

But why go through all that trouble to kill someone, involving drugs and a car accident? Unless it's two groups of people from different factions.

The driver died, and so did the assistant.

This is silencing them!

Two hours later, the doctor told Xing Baohua some good news: Zou Wenjuan had woken up.

You may visit, but please do not ask questions.

Upon entering the medical room, they were disinfected again. Xing Baohua walked to the window and saw Zou Wenjuan with vacant, lifeless eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Xing Baohua pointed to his brain and said to the doctor, "Is everything alright here?"

"Once she's a little more stable, we'll take her to the hospital for a head scan," the doctor replied.

If I had known, I would have been better off not bringing her back at all, and just staying with someone nearby. Didn't the doctor give any advice when we brought her back?

Do you really want to shoot these money-grubbing bastards dead?

Xing Baohua brought her face close to Zou Wenjuan's and said softly, "Can you recognize who I am?"

"You..." He spoke weakly, taking a long time to utter just that one word.

But there were a few more words, spoken very softly, that Xing Baohua had to press his ear close to hear.

"You, you are James...Bon..."