A strange female voice answered the phone, "Was that you who called? Where are you from?"
"Who are you? Why are you using my phone?"
“I’m from the Singapore Police Force. Are you with the business?” the other party asked.
"Yes. I am Shang Yanfei."
"Your family members have been murdered. Three bodies have been found so far..." the other party said.
"What?"
Where are you now? When will you be back?
"I'm right here..."
Before Shang Yanfei could finish speaking, her mobile phone was suddenly snatched away and the call ended.
He got angry. Who dared to be so rude?
When I looked up, it was my mother.
"Mom, what are you doing?" he yelled at her.
"Xiaofei, calm down. We can't reveal our whereabouts." It was his mother, Zhang Xiaoling, who reached out to stop him, staring intently at him with teary eyes.
Under her mother's intense gaze, Shang Yanfei's momentum gradually weakened.
Then, he squatted down, covered his face, and started crying.
He mumbled incoherently, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault! I'll kill them all, I'll get my revenge, I must get my revenge!"
After crying for a while, he suddenly stopped, stood up, and said to his mother, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Forget it, don't say anymore, it's not entirely your fault..." His mother patted his shoulder.
Indeed, getting involved in organized crime and now facing these problems are the debts owed from the past.
Just then, the mobile phone in my mother's hand rang again.
She glanced at it and, upon realizing it was her home number, tears welled up in her eyes again.
Then, she gritted her teeth and pressed the reject button.
After leaving the consultation room, they walked towards the ward.
However, they didn't notice that the people in front of them and behind them were staring at them with strange expressions.
After sending Shang Yanfei back to his ward, Zhang Xiaoling watched him slowly fall asleep before she felt at ease.
The next afternoon, the nurse gave Shang Yanfei another IV drip, saying it would help her sleep.
However, after receiving the injection, Shang Yanfei quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang Xiaoling was puzzled; why did her son fall asleep so quickly this time?
Suddenly, she realized something was wrong.
So she looked closely at Shang Yanfei.
There was no rise or fall in his chest!
The IV fluid has stopped dripping.
"Doctor! Help! Doctor!"
Upon hearing the call, the doctor arrived quickly.
After a thorough examination, including the use of various emergency equipment and procedures, the doctor ultimately just shook his head, "I'm sorry, we did our best..."
Zhang Xiaoling rushed to Shang Yanfei's bedside, crying, "Xiaofei, Xiaofei..."
She realized what was happening and started looking for the nurse who had given Shang Yanfei the injection in the crowd, but unfortunately, she couldn't find her.
"You owe me my son! You owe me my son! You used medicine haphazardly and killed him!"
At this moment, a nurse spoke up, "He doesn't have any medication to be injected this afternoon."
"What?"
"impossible!"
What's going on?
The crowd gasped in surprise.
It was obvious that someone had impersonated a nurse, entered the ward, and injected Shang Yanfei with poison.
His mother, Zhang Xiaoling, was devastated.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why didn't I recognize him?"
She kept blaming herself.
By now, she has no family left; her husband, two sons, and daughter are all gone.
She was all alone in the world.
Most importantly, they were all murdered, suffering a cruel fate.
No… she thought of her brother and nephew, and wondered how they were doing.
She called her brother Zhang Jianming, but the phone rang for a long time without anyone answering.
Her heart sank.
...
To Zhang Xiaoling's surprise, Zhang Jianming was not dead, but was captured and taken to Myanmar.
This was specifically mentioned in the bounty.
Qin personally went to Myanmar.
He wanted to find out exactly what happened back then.
We arrived at a hotel.
When Lao Qin saw Zhang Jianming again, it felt like everything had happened just yesterday.
The Zhang Jianming in front of me still looks very young, but he looks very haggard because of the treatment and psychological pressure he has received these past few days.
Old Qin, on the other hand, looked even older, with deeper wrinkles on his face.
Of course, he already looked quite old a few years ago.
Upon seeing Lao Qin, Zhang Jianming shouted, "You did it, didn't you? Did you? I knew it was you!"
Old Qin just frowned and looked at him without saying a word for a long time.
I just watched him quietly.
After a long pause, he finally spoke: "I never intended to harm you. However, the fact that you've been looking for me suggests you have something to hide!"
"Hmph, I...I have a clear conscience!"
"Really? Then what are you afraid of?" Old Qin chuckled, shaking his head dismissively. "How could I have become friends with someone like you back then? What's even more ridiculous is that I was fooled by you..."
Zhang Jianming smiled dismissively in return, "That's because you guys are stupid."
"Yeah, we were stupid, so we deserved to be blown up and tricked!" Old Qin was furious when he saw Zhang Jianming's reaction.
He rushed forward, kicked Zhang Jianming in the shoulder, and knocked him to the ground.
But Lao Qin wasn't having an easy time either.
After all, Old Qin is not young anymore; that last shove almost strained his back.
Fortunately, he managed to steady himself on the table.
Zhang Jianming lay on the ground, his face scraping against the floor, bleeding, yet he was still laughing "heh heh".
He seems neurotic.
Old Qin pulled him up and made him sit against the wall.
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