Sudden hope

At the same time, in another country far away from City G, it was daytime. In a very small apartment, suitcases were scattered on the floor, and the clothes and daily necessities inside were all tangled together and thrown inside at random.

There was a small iron bed by the window of the apartment. The mattress was dented and yellowed, with some clothes casually spread on it. Yan Ying had messy hair, her feet were shaking, and she was scrolling through her phone with an anxious look on her face, muttering to herself.

"Uncle Guo, answer the phone!"

"Answer the phone!"

Yan Ying dialed the number on the screen over and over again, but no one answered. He tried everyone he could contact, and those who used to be his brothers now avoided him.

No one could have imagined that the once-prosperous Xiao Yan would end up like this. The apartment had been in disrepair for a long time and often ran out of water. Yan Ying hadn't showered in two days. The apartment had no air conditioning, the windows were small, and the whole place was filthy and smelly.

This was Yan Ying's first week here. He had wanted to rent a better apartment, but he had already spent most of the money on running away, and the remaining money would have to sustain his life for a while, which was not enough to support him to rent a better place.

When he thought about all his brother's property turning into Jiang Shuiying, he became furious and raised his cell phone to smash it against the wall to vent his anger, but after thinking it over, he put it down in disappointment.

Yan Ying left in a hurry and only took two mobile phones with her. The one in her hand was the one she used frequently, and the other was exactly the same as the one Luo Yuwen saw with Jiang Shuiying at Yan's house. Both of these phones contained their deepest and darkest secrets.

Yan Ying put the phone away and cursed out the window:

"Fuck him!"

A week ago, Yan Ying knew that it was unlikely to find out the cause of his brother's death. He also knew that it was impossible to put the blame on Jiang Shuiying.

But he still changed into low-key clothes, put on a pair of sunglasses, and carried a box of sashimi that had just been airlifted in. He walked into an inconspicuous residential area and knocked on a door with ease.

The person who came to open the door was a man who was almost fifty years old. His temples were already gray, but the hostility in his eyes remained the same.

Yan Ying took off his sunglasses and smiled broadly: "Uncle Guo, I brought you some sashimi. Isn't that what you loved most?"

"Would you please do me a favor?"

Director Guo glanced at him from head to toe, stepped aside to let him in, then carefully glanced outside the door. After confirming that Yan Ying was the only one there, he slammed the door shut.

It was afternoon at this time. Director Guo's son was playing games in the living room. When he saw Yan Ying, he stood up and greeted her.

"Uncle Yan Ying! It's been a long time since I last saw you."

Yan Ying's smile remained unchanged as she pulled out a thick red envelope from her pocket and handed it to him, saying, "I haven't seen you for so long, Xiao Guo. You're getting more and more handsome. Here, this red envelope is for you, just to celebrate your admission to university!"

Xiao Guo did not refuse and took the red envelope and thanked him.

These little movements were seen clearly by Director Guo who was standing by, but he said nothing, just raised his chin towards Xiao Guo.

"Go back to the bedroom. Your uncle Yan Ying and I have something to discuss."

Director Guo and Yan Ying sat down in the tea room next to the living room. Yan Ying had a smile on his face, and even the scar on his face looked flattering. He poured the sauce and mustard for Director Guo and handed him the chopsticks with both hands.

"Uncle Guo, I know you like it, so I had it flown in specially. The fish was killed this morning and delivered to you this afternoon. Would you like to try it?"

Director Guo took the chopsticks, took a bite, and nodded.

"Yes, it's good. It's fresh."

"But if you're here for your brother, I advise you to give up on this idea."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Ying's smile froze.

"...Why?"

Captain Guo put down his chopsticks and leaned back in his chair, tapping the table with his fingers. He said:

"He's dead. Only you and I know what happened before. Besides, after so many years, as long as the two of us don't tell anyone, no one will be able to find out."

"If you insist on making this a big deal, the criminal police will definitely find out how he made his fortune. If you pull out the carrot, you'll bring out the dirt. Neither of us can escape!"

The expression on Yan Ying's face changed from confusion to disbelief, and her voice became a little strange: "Aren't you the director? It's not up to you to decide whether to investigate the case or not?"

Yan Ying's words made Director Guo's expression even more ferocious. He stared out the window before speaking:

"Heh, the current criminal police captain is Zhong Yun. I thought he was a smart guy, but it turns out he's even more stubborn than Luo Yuwen! He won't give in to any tricks!"

"And I have a feeling he's found out something. Things are tense right now, so it's better to be careful."

As he spoke, Director Guo seemed to have thought of something, and he spat into the ashtray and muttered softly.

"...It's all those guys' fault. They told me not to overdo it, and then not only did they throw him to death, but they also dumped him in the suburbs and made me clean up after him..."

Yan Ying, who was standing by, seemed to have heard something he shouldn't have, and quickly whispered, "Director Guo, isn't this the... suburban dismemberment case?"

"I heard the body was a man?"

Upon hearing this, Director Guo glared at Yan Ying and cleared his throat. "Alright, I've said everything I need to say. Leave now! Don't come to me or call me if you have nothing to do in the future!"

"People who know too many secrets are safest in the ground."

After leaving Director Guo's house, Yan Ying drove back to his home in frustration. He was really helpless this time, even Director Guo couldn't help him.

Yan Ying's house is located in a high-end residential area. It is a large flat with one unit per floor and is decorated extremely luxuriously, but it is nothing compared to the manor of Yan's house.

Thinking that the magnificent manor would become Jiang Shuiying's, Yan Ying's resentment rose again. Adding to that the shares in Jiang Shuiying's hands, Yan Ying still couldn't believe that her brother would give all his property to a woman instead of herself!

Reluctance and anger made Yan Ying forget Director Guo's instructions. He just wanted to get his money back!

He glanced at the cell phone he had thrown on the sofa and thought of Luo Yuwen again.

"Oh, Luo Yuwen, I have no other choice."

"Who made me only have you as my leverage..."

Yan Ying began to threaten Luo Yuwen every few days. Every time he called, he would play an audio clip of Luo Yuyi, and Luo Yuwen would do things for him well.

"It's really more fun to order people around..." Yan Ying sat on the sofa, drinking whiskey leisurely.

In Yan Ying's opinion, threatening Luo Yuwen was effective. At least the information he sent back was getting closer to the truth. Yan Ying did not go out these days, just stayed at home waiting for Luo Yuwen to deliver the evidence he found.

The good days didn't last long. One night, Yan Ying suddenly received a call from Director Guo.

There was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone, as if in a panic, and what he said was even more frightening: "Yan Ying, leave quickly!"

"Get out now and don't come back! This is the last time I'll save you!"

"Hurry up and leave!"

At this moment, the sound of a police car siren suddenly came from downstairs of Yan Ying's house. He couldn't help but feel panicked.

Are these people here to investigate me? !

Yan Ying hurriedly packed up his belongings and ran downstairs before the police came up. He bypassed the police car that had already entered the community and booked the nearest flight to another country.

This was the first time that Yan Ying ran away alone. He hurriedly went abroad and planned never to go back. He didn't want his brother's money or house anymore. The most important thing was that he could survive.

But Yan Ying, despite having suffered hardships as a child, had prospered after Yan Ming left the orphanage, and she had lived a life of luxury with him for almost ten years. Suddenly having to live alone in a foreign land, Yan Ying was not at all used to it.

He didn't dare touch the money on the card, as the police would track him down. As expected, he had spent most of the money in less than a week and was now living in a shabby apartment.

The poor living quarters weren't the biggest issue; it was the mental torment that tormented him most. The apartment's soundproofing was poor, and he'd always be startled by passing neighbors while curled up in bed. He was also constantly awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of cars downstairs, always thinking the police were coming to arrest someone.

The torture had exhausted him mentally and physically, and his cash was almost gone. The only way to make a living was to go out and do odd jobs, but Yan Ying was usually arrogant and domineering, and it was impossible for him to be ordered around by others.

In desperation, he could only call Director Guo across the time difference. He called day after day, but no one answered.

Yan Ying was almost in despair because he had spent all the rent for next month and his visa was about to expire. If he didn't apply for a visa, he would be deported.

He grabbed his hair, at a loss for what to do. The dim room was strangely quiet, with only the dripping of the faucet. Suddenly, the phone he had thrown on the bedside rang suddenly, startling him. The caller ID showed that it was Luo Yuwen.

Yan Ying has been busy running away these two days and has completely forgotten about Luo Yuwen, even forgetting that Luo Yuwen is actually helping her.

"Hello? Luo Yuwen?"

Luo Yuwen on the phone seemed very impatient and spoke very quickly:

"Yan Ying, where have you been? Why can't I find you?"

"I've found evidence that Jiang Shuiying killed your brother!"

Yan Ying sat up from the bed with a sudden movement, and the cheap bed made a creaking sound.

"What did you say?"

"You really found out?!"

"Yes, and the evidence is conclusive. Where are you now? Never mind all that. Anyway, you go back to G City first. We will organize the evidence, and then we can go to the police station to report her!"

"We have to catch her quickly before Jiang Shuiying finds out!"

After listening to what Luo Yuwen said, Yan Ying's heart was pounding. He was originally at the end of his rope, but suddenly he won a big prize. He was so excited that he shouted out loud.

"Great! Great! Luo Yuwen!"

"I'm going back now! Just wait! I'm going back now to catch that woman!"

Yan Ying was so excited that she wanted to hang up the phone, but was stopped by Luo Yuwen on the other end:

"Wait, you won't break your promise to me, right?"

Yan Ying calmed down for a while before remembering that Luo Yuwen was talking about his younger brother. He thought about it and a strange, sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Of course I haven't forgotten. I'll tell you about your brother after I send Jiang Shuiying to prison."

"Then you two brothers will be reunited."

Yan Ying hung up the phone and looked at the contacts on her phone. In addition to joy, there was also a layer of sarcasm on her face.

reunion?

I'm so sorry, Luo Yuwen, you can only reunite in hell.

Yan Ying didn't even pack his luggage. He just carried a small bag with important documents and cards, as well as the old cell phone. He threw all the rest of his things in the shabby apartment.

He is going back to inherit all his brother's property, so why should he keep these broken things?

Thinking of this, Yan Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud twice in the cramped hallway. The sensor light above the hallway lit up at his voice, and the dim yellow light illuminated the greedy and selfish expression on his face. His laughter woke the neighbors, and curses that Yan Ying couldn't understand came from the thin walls.

"Bah! A bunch of ignorant poor bastards!"

Yan Ying spat on the ground, hummed a song and walked out of the apartment, took out his cell phone to find the nearest flight back to City G.

What about Director Guo being investigated? Yan Ying's mind was already filled with excitement and she couldn't think about so much anymore.

He bought the plane ticket directly with his bank card. He couldn't wait to send Jiang Shuiying to prison. His miserable life in the past week seemed like a dream. Now he woke up and became the arrogant and domineering Mr. Yan again.

The nearest flight back to City G is at seven in the morning and should land in the evening. Yan Ying walked on the streets in the early morning, planning to take a taxi directly to the airport.

"Jiang Shuiying, your good days are finally coming to an end..."

When he arrived near the airport, Yan Ying picked a hotel, checked into a room and took a shower. The excitement in his mind was slowly washed away by the hot water, and was replaced by an inexplicable uneasiness.

Luo Yuwen's news came like timely rain, and a phone call pulled Yan Ying back from dire straits. The smoother things went, the more suspicious people became.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. After much deliberation, he picked up his phone and dialed Director Guo's number again.

But no one answered, just like the previous few days.

Yan Ying threw her phone onto the bed and became more and more annoyed the more she thought about it.

What if Luo Yuwen and Jiang Shuiying cooperate, then going back now would be like walking into a trap?

No, we can't just sit there and wait for death.

Yan Ying thought about it, and suddenly an idea popped into his head. He laughed sinisterly, turned around, picked up his phone, and dialed Luo Yuwen's number.

The call was connected quickly from the other end. From the sound of the voice, it was very quiet around, as if Luo Yuwen was the only one there.

"Hello?"

"It's me. What was the evidence you mentioned earlier? Why were you so anxious for me to go back?!"