To fulfill her musical dream, her sister worked tirelessly, working in such settings and trying to please those people with a smile.
But everything is fine. Her sister is just like her—optimistic and cheerful, and she maintains her integrity even in a place like this.
But she never imagined that her sister, whom she had seen at noon that day, would become like this, the two sisters now separated by death.
She shook her sister, her voice gradually turning from calm to frantic and hysterical: "Sister, wake up! Let's go home, let's go home."
The private room was extremely quiet, with only her screams, like those of a madwoman, echoing in the air.
The burly man stumbled in, his face contorted with rage: "Who the hell are you people, you son of a bitch..."
Before the guy could finish speaking, Ye Xingchen grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
A chilling killing intent emanated from Ye Xingchen. Ever since he slaughtered Jinluo City, the ferocity emanating from Ye Xingchen had grown stronger.
The lives and deaths of 30,000 people were all caused by him, which turned him into a bloodthirsty butcher with his hands stained with blood.
Therefore, his killing intent was so strong that it could terrify anyone.
What happened today, in particular, enraged him.
Although he had just met Liu Qingwan, her optimistic and open-minded attitude inspired Ye Xingchen.
Her sister, who should have been a similar person, was tortured and abused to death.
The burly man's harsh words were abruptly cut off as he was being choked and suspended in mid-air, struggling to breathe and nearly suffocating.
His gaze toward Ye Xingchen shifted from confusion to terror, and then he began to struggle.
"Who did this? Tell me." Ye Xingchen's eyes were icy cold.
His hand tightened involuntarily, the big man rolled his eyes, and his limbs began to struggle, on the verge of suffocating to death.
Ye Xingchen loosened his grip, and the burly man collapsed to the ground with a thud. He clutched his neck and coughed violently.
His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Ye Xingchen, especially the moment when they locked eyes; he felt as if he were about to die.
"Who exactly are you? I... I'm Uncle San's man. How dare you touch me..." The burly man calmed down, and his tone became much gentler.
However, when Ye Xingchen gave him a sharp look, he suddenly couldn't breathe again.
"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish right now," Ye Xingchen said calmly. "You're cleaning up after your master, aren't you? Who is your master? I'll go ask him myself."
The burly man gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "This woman brought drugs to the nightclub to use, and she overdosed, so she can't blame anyone else."
Ye Xingchen looked coldly at the big man, who hurriedly struggled to back away: "I, I have witnesses, everyone in the nightclub can testify, Manager Huang, get in here."
Manager Huang walked in timidly, not daring to lift his head.
"Tell me, how did this woman die? Did she smuggle in drugs and overdose herself?" the burly man asked.
"Yes, that's how it is..." After Manager Huang said this, he felt his scalp tingle. He didn't even dare to look up because he could feel Ye Xingchen's clear gaze.
“My sister has always been virtuous and upright. She only comes here to earn money through her own abilities. She only sings and does nothing else. She could never use drugs.” Liu Qingwan’s tears were almost all gone.
“Everyone here can testify.” The burly man sneered and struggled to his feet. “Our young master took pity on her, so he asked me to stay and handle her affairs, and he’s willing to give her a million for her funeral.”
"I'm calling the police," Liu Qingwan said coldly.
“If you call the police, you won’t get a single penny.” The burly man thought that someone like Liu Qingwan, who had no power or influence, was too easy to manipulate. He sneered, “Have you thought this through? Your sister’s death has nothing to do with any of us. In the end, you’ll get nothing.”
"I'm calling the police! I need to know the truth! I can't let my sister die like this, without knowing why. She's all I have left!" Liu Qingwan screamed hoarsely. "I'll make you all pay the price!"
The room was quiet, and Liu Qingwan's screams echoed in the room, sounding somewhat pale and powerless.
In fact, sometimes the law is simply meant to constrain the existence of ordinary people.
Given the other party's background and strength, at most they can only pull out a scapegoat; the real murderer will likely go unpunished.
"Who is Young Master Huang?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"Third Uncle's son, Huang Shihao, kid, I don't know your background, but I advise you not to get involved in these matters. In Jinling, anyone who offends Third Uncle will mysteriously disappear." The big man sneered.
"Oh, really?" Ye Xingchen smiled. With a casual wave of his hand, the big man's figure suddenly flew high into the air, and then fell out of the window with a thud.
He was covered in shards of glass, writhing and struggling on the ground. Although he wasn't dead, the shards of glass all over him were causing him immense pain.
"There may be no absolute justice in this world, but I'm taking care of this matter." Ye Xingchen said calmly, "Tell your master that my name is Ye Xingchen, and that you will deliver Huang Shihao's head within three days, or the world in Jinling will change."
"Also, tell your boss that if he doesn't show up by tomorrow afternoon, this club should cease operations." Ye Xingchen glanced at Manager Huang.
Manager Huang's face turned pale. These matters were beyond his control, and his boss had no choice but to intervene.
Just then, several policemen arrived. The one leading them was none other than Zhang Qiao, whom Ye Xingchen had met on the train.
"It's you?" Zhang Qiao's expression shifted slightly upon seeing Ye Xingchen.
"Officer Zhang, we meet again." Ye Xingchen didn't want to alert the police; he felt it was better to handle these matters himself.
Upon receiving the report of the murder, he quickly arrived with his team, including a forensic doctor.
After securing the scene and conducting a forensic examination, Zhang Qiao walked over to Ye Xingchen and asked, "What happened here?"
"The deceased was my friend's sister. I originally planned to handle this matter myself," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"How can a murder case be handled like this? We police officers aren't just for show." Zhang Qiao found Ye Xingchen's idea unbelievable.
In his view, how could a matter of life and death be kept secret?
Ye Xingchen didn't offer much explanation. He believed that Zhang Qiao was a person with a strong sense of justice and that he could find out the truth.
But he may not be able to withstand the pressure from all sides, after all, his abilities are limited.
"Captain Zhang, the preliminary examination indicates that the deceased ingested an excessive amount of heroin, and there are signs of beatings and humiliation on his body," the forensic doctor said. "The time of death is estimated to be between two and three hours ago, but the specific cause will need to be analyzed later."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com