A stern glint flashed in Sang Yuwan's eyes. "Give it to me."
Minglang bit his cheek and reluctantly handed her the dagger.
Sang Yuwan reached out to take it, but someone else beat her to it.
"I already told you this thing can't protect you, there's no point in keeping it."
The man's voice was cold and low-pitched, with a strong sense of sarcasm.
Sang Yuwan's pupils contracted sharply, her eyes filled with deep anger. In front of outsiders, she chose to endure it and did not retaliate.
Rong Zhi casually placed the dagger into his coat pocket. Then, he looked at everyone. There was no trace of a smile in his eyes; his dark pupils surged with ruthlessness.
In an instant, he changed his attitude.
Everyone slowed their breathing and retreated in unison.
"No one, not a single one, will escape." Rong Zhi's thin lips parted slightly, his tone icy and devoid of warmth.
Seeing this, Sang Yuwan simply handed the matter over to him to handle.
She stood quietly beside him, observing coldly, her gaze sharp as a blade.
The two stood side by side, their height difference perfect. Both wore the same black coat, which accentuated their powerful presence.
They looked incredibly good-looking and well-matched in the photos.
If you didn't know their true relationship, 99% of people would think they were a close couple.
From the crowd, someone mustered up the courage to reply, "We just want justice for Han Bo and Mei Ling. Even if you have power and influence, you can't put people to death like this."
Seeing that they were repeating the same thing over and over again, Sang Yuwan couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
Rong Zhi stood tall and straight, exuding an air of regal authority. His innate noble bearing surpassed even that of Bo Xingzhi.
He looked down at the crowd and said coldly, "Jiang Hanbo deliberately rear-ended the car, causing a fatal accident. Wang Meiling suffered a sudden heart attack and died unexpectedly. Tell me, how did we put them to death?"
The man was speechless.
The man in black came over and whispered a few words to Rong Zhi.
A faint, cold smile appeared on Rong Zhi's lips, his lowered gaze as piercing as ice.
"Wang Meiling just passed away, and each of you has a sum of money added to your bank accounts. The largest is 500,000 yuan, and the smallest is 10,000 yuan. It seems that your mastermind is also selective in how they treat you."
Everyone was astonished by these words.
"Who took the 500,000?"
Why am I the least?
"The difference in compensation is so huge, it's really unfair."
"Both of them caused trouble, so why did he get 500,000?"
A large, mocking smile appeared on Sang Yuwan's lips; this scene was strikingly similar to the one from just two days ago.
She could tell with a snap of her toes that the mastermind behind it all was the same person.
If this person is not Rong Zhi, then it is Bo Yuheng.
The latter is more likely.
When Bo Yuanshan was alive, he told her that the most ruthless and cunning person in the Bo family was Bo Yuheng.
At Bo Xingzhi's funeral that day, he feigned flattery, supporting his rise to a high position. What he truly wanted was to find an opportunity to oust him and then rightfully seize everything from the Bo family.
As for Rong Zhi, it's the same.
How could Bo Yuheng genuinely support someone who has no blood relation to the Bo family?
Now it seems that he not only wants to destroy her, but also Rong Zhi.
Ning Wanzhen's sudden visit to Qinghe Garden early in the morning already explained everything.
The widowed sister-in-law and her brother-in-law are acting against human ethics.
Once this matter is exposed...
She had no place in the Bo family anymore.
Rong Zhi, too, lost the right to inherit everything.
She even suspected that Bo Xinglan's revelation of being pregnant with Ming Zhan's child at this time might be part of a larger conspiracy.
However, there is currently no evidence to support her suspicions.
Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes as he looked at the indignant crowd, an extremely dangerous aura emanating from him.
"Shut up, all of you."
A clear, low, magnetic voice filled the night, cold as ice.
Everyone immediately fell silent and turned to look at him.
The air outside the morgue grew increasingly cold.
A cold wind blew into Sang Yuwan's calves, causing her delicate eyebrows to furrow slightly.
Rong Zhi noticed this and quickly lowered his voice, saying to her, "Go wait for me in the car."
Sang Yuwan was indeed a bit tired today. After thinking for half a second, she turned her head and said calmly, "I'll leave this matter to you. I'll go back first."
Seeing her so cooperative, Rong Zhi felt a slight sinking feeling in his heart.
She looks really tired.
Rong Zhi nodded.
Sang Yuwan turned around and led Minglang away.
The middle-aged man lying on the ground suddenly realized, "We can't let this woman get away like this. Grab her right now!"
A few people paused for half a second before preparing to give chase.
Rong Zhi's double eyelids pressed down, creating a narrow slit, and his expression grew even more profound. "Who dares?"
The group froze.
Rong Zhi added, "Reveal the mastermind, and each person will receive 500,000."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened and gleamed.
The one lying on the ground gritted his teeth and got up. "Second Master Bo, are you telling the truth?"
Rong Zhi glanced at him. "You. Except for me."
"Why?"
What do you think?
"I do not understand……"
Before he could finish speaking, the man in black received a look from Rong Zhi, grabbed his right arm, and pulled hard, dislocating his joint.
"ah!!!"
With a loud shout, the man's arm fell limply to his side, swaying as if it had broken.
Rong Zhi's eyes were cold. "If you dare to lay a hand on Madam Bo again, I'll cripple your other arm too."
The man collapsed to the ground once again.
Seeing this, the others dared not say a word.
Rong Zhi glanced at his watch, his expression growing increasingly cold. "I'll only give you five minutes."
The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, and some boldly stepped forward.
"I said..."
"I'll say it too..."
"And me..."
In less than five minutes, the mastermind behind it all came to light.
Behind me, I heard hurried footsteps.
The forensic pathologist in charge of the autopsy has arrived.
"Young Master Rong."
"Uncle Yan".
After exchanging greetings, the forensic doctor went into the morgue and transported Jiang Hanbo's wife's body to the autopsy center.
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Rong Zhi returned to his ward, took out the exquisite dagger from his coat pocket, and his eyes were filled with mockery.
"Mingzhan, was it really you who saved her back then?"
Buzz—
My phone vibrated.
Sang Yu called late at night.
Rong Zhi's sharp features softened instantly, and a faint smile appeared in his deep eyes.
"I'm home."
A natural, familiar tone.
Sang Yuwan's tone was somewhat unfriendly, "Second Master, what is your relationship with Shen Qianjie?"
The smile in Rong Zhi's eyes vanished instantly.
She still managed to find out.
"He is my friend."
"Just friends?" Sang Yuwan asked coldly, her voice filled with anger.
Rong Zhi's eyes suddenly darkened, and he replied in a low voice, "Of course."
Sang Yuwan didn't believe it, "What kind of friend?"
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow. "Madam is still questioning my sexual orientation."
Sang Yuwan retorted sarcastically, "How dare I question Second Master? He orchestrated a grand scheme and completely outmaneuvered me. I admire him more than anything."
A cold glint flashed in Rong Zhi's dark eyes. "I'm playing you?"
Sang Yuwan's patience ran out. "Instigating Jiang Hanbo to cause a rear-end collision, provoking Wang Meiling to cause trouble at the Bo family's gate, and even ordering Jiang Meng to smash me at the construction site were all Shen Qianjie's doing."
Rong Zhi's face darkened, and he felt a tightness in his chest.
Although he did not instruct Shen Qianjie to do these things, he still bears some responsibility.
After all, Shen Qianjie went to cause trouble for the Bo family because of him.
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