Chapter 89 Old Wounds Weeping Blood
Lu Jingyan returned to the temporary room assigned to him.
The room was small and simply furnished, with a bed, a table, and a chair.
He walked to the table, slapped the tape into the old-fashioned tape recorder with a "snap," and with trembling fingers, pressed the play button.
"Sizzle... sizzle..."
“…Bai Xiuzhu has been keeping a close eye on things lately, I’m afraid she’ll notice something…”
Lu Jingyan's breathing was steady, and his hand holding the water glass remained motionless.
"Heh. Just a woman, too much trouble. Let her shut up forever." The cold voice carried a disdainful sneer.
“Perfect timing. Didn’t your niece, Lu Jingyue, also see something she shouldn’t have? Let’s ‘deal with’ her together and be done with it.”
When the name "Lu Jingyue" came out of the tape recorder, the glass in Lu Jingyan's hand shattered. Glass shards mixed with water stains pierced deep into his palm, and blood dripped down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.
In his world, only that cold, death sentence remained—
"good."
It was Lu Wenbo's voice.
Calm, cruel.
"boom!"
A deafening explosion!
Lu Jingyan slammed his fist hard on the mahogany desk in front of him!
That solidly built table was smashed to pieces by his punch!
Wood chips mixed with the blood from his palm sprayed out!
Overwhelmed by grief and rage, he was instantly consumed. He clenched his teeth, his chest heaving violently.
ten years!
He searched for ten years!
He thought his sister was just missing. Clinging to a sliver of hope, he traveled far and wide, only to be met with a dismissive "get rid of her!"
The girl who followed him around since childhood, sweetly calling him "brother," the girl who promised to wait for him to come back and show him her new dress—she's gone just like that.
She was murdered by her own second uncle and another unknown devil!
When anger burns to its extreme, what remains is a chilling cold that seeps into the bones.
Lu Jingyan slowly straightened up, recalling the woman, Bai Shu, and the meaningful smile on her lips when she threw him the cassette tape.
“My mysterious ‘client’ is just like you and me… wanting Lu Wenbo to die, and to die ten thousand times over.”
She knew.
She knows everything!
She knew how much of an impact this tape would have on him; she knew it contained his deepest scars and vulnerabilities.
Is she Su Wantang?
This thought, like wildly growing weeds, once again occupied his mind.
But Wan Tang is already dead, killed in that explosion.
If not, how could this woman named Bai Shu know so many secrets that even no one in the Lu family knows?
Lu Jingyan slowly raised his blood-soaked hand, looked at the hideous wounds on his palm, and suddenly felt no pain.
It doesn't matter who it is anymore.
...
At the same time, in another bedroom, Su Wantang was standing by the window, quietly listening to the loud noise coming from next door.
She didn't bother him; some wounds must be healed by oneself.
Some grudges must be remembered with one's own blood.
Su Wantang picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number in Beijing.
The phone rang three times before being answered.
“Miss.” It was Qin Zheng’s calm voice on the other end of the phone.
"Qin Zheng," Su Wantang's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion, "I'm giving you a task."
"Please speak."
“Go check a voice. Ten years ago, I had close contact with Lu Wenbo. The voice characteristics were: cold, hoarse, and like a snake.”
"Go and investigate everyone who is close to Lu Wenbo and fits this description. Someone will deliver the recording to you later!"
Qin Zheng remained silent for a few seconds, knowing the difficulty of this task.
Ten years ago, finding someone based solely on a voice feature was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But he didn't ask why, he just replied in a deep voice: "Yes, I'll take care of it right away."
After hanging up the phone, Su Wantang looked out the window at the night view of Shanghai. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were deeper and colder than the night.
gentlemen……
Even if you hide at the ends of the earth, I will dig you out and let you taste what it means to wish you were dead.
The next day, when Lu Jingyan appeared before Bai Shu with an aura of coldness, the mania and grief in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a chilling, unfathomable calmness.
He changed into clean clothes, and his injured hand was carefully bandaged with white gauze, showing no signs of injury.
"Who is your next target?" he asked bluntly.
Bai Zhu's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
“No rush,” Bai Shu said gracefully, picking up her coffee cup and gently blowing on the steam.
“Go to a charity gala. Someone will lure the enemy out for us.”
She waved a gold-embossed invitation in her hand. It was hosted by a nouveau riche in Shanghai, and it was said that many celebrities were invited. Someone like Huo San Niang, who liked to join in the fun, would probably go.
Such places are a melting pot of all sorts of people, a breeding ground for evil, and the easiest place for enemies to take action.
Night falls and the city lights come on.
The banquet hall of the Paramount Hotel in Shanghai was filled with elegantly dressed women and clinking glasses.
The moment Bai Shu walked in arm in arm with Lu Jingyan, the hustle and bustle of the entire banquet hall seemed to fall silent.
All eyes were drawn to the perfect couple.
The woman wore a fiery red fishtail gown that perfectly accentuated her slender waist and shapely hips, her skin glowing white under the crystal chandelier.
She wore a detached and aloof smile, but her captivating eyes held a chilling indifference that kept strangers at bay, making her resemble a thorny red rose.
The man beside her was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, which perfectly accentuated his inverted triangle figure with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.
He was expressionless, his features were deep and sculpted, and he exuded a cold and menacing aura, like a silent guardian deity, following closely beside her.
One red, one black; one cold, one hot; one alluring, one aloof.
The two of them standing together created a strange and powerful tension that made the so-called celebrities and nouveau riche around them pale in comparison.
"Who is that woman? She has such a strong presence! I've never seen her in Shanghai before?"
"I don't know, but the man next to her looks kind of familiar..."
"Who cares who she is, she's fucking hot! That waist, that ass, tsk tsk..."
A slick-back, wealthy businessman licked his lips, revealing a malicious smile.
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a cold gaze fall upon him.
He subconsciously looked over and met Lu Jingyan's emotionless eyes. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and shuddered in fright, quickly averting his filthy gaze.
Bai Shu ignored the surrounding chatter and gracefully walked through the crowd, a glass of champagne in hand.
Just then, a waiter carrying a tray, head down, hurriedly bumped into her from the side!
On the tray was a full glass of scarlet wine!
It looked like the glass of wine was about to be spilled all over Bai Shu's expensive red dress!
"careful!"
People around gasped in surprise.
However, before the glass of wine could even get close to Bai Shu, a dark shadow flashed by!
Lu Jingyan made a move!
Swift as lightning!
He didn't even glance at the waiter. With a swift movement, he reached out and precisely embraced Bai Shu's slender waist, pulling her into his arms.
Almost at the same time, his other hand gripped the waiter's wrist like an iron clamp!
There was a sharp "crack" sound, followed by a shrill scream!
The waiter's tray and wine glass fell to the ground, and he was twisted to his knees by Lu Jingyan's skillful twisting, his wrist twisted at an odd angle, clearly broken.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye!
By the time everyone realized what had happened, everything was already over.
Bai Shu was held tightly in Lu Jingyan's arms, her back pressed against his chest.
Lu Jingyan didn't even glance at the wailing waiter on the ground, and slowly released his grip on him.
But his hand around Bai Shu's waist tightened inexplicably.
The woman in his arms stiffened for a moment.
Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the softness of her body and her suddenly accelerated heartbeat.
Bang, bang, bang...
Both of them lost their rhythm.
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