"I don't know what you're talking about? The fire was an accident; it's good that you're alive."
Lin Haotian's eyes darted around, not daring to look Lu Zhiwei in the eye, and he tried to get up.
Lu Zhiwei pressed down hard on his shoulder and pushed him back onto the sofa: "Don't move, still pretending? If you want to die here, I can grant your wish."
"Lu Zhiwei! Do you dare to kill someone? You still have a son. Once you are convicted of murder, will your son still want you? Even if you go to jail and are executed, he will still fall into the hands of the Shen family. Is this what you want to see?"
Lin Haotian was a boss who had seen a lot, and he wouldn't be so frightened by Lu Zhiwei's few words that he would speak recklessly.
"I won't kill you. I'll just cut a gash on your wrist to make it look like you committed suicide. Boss Lin's life's work was ruined, he was heartbroken and couldn't think straight, so he cut his wrists and died. What does that have to do with me?"
Lu Zhiwei smiled bloodthirstyly, her tired and dirty face exuding a domineering aura when she laughed.
Lin Haotian shuddered in fright, his teeth chattering: "Lu Zhiwei, the construction team outside is all my people. If you go out from here, you're practically walking into a trap."
"Oh, really? Have you forgotten that I can paint faces? This basement is full of paintbrushes and paints. Although I don't have enough tools, it's enough for me to barely paint a likeness of you and walk out in two hours. No one will suspect me."
Your people think you've already left, so how would they know you're still in this basement?
By the time they find you, you're already dead.
Lu Zhiwei laughed wildly, her bright, starry eyes blazing with anger.
These words, though spoken casually, possessed sufficient destructive power and deterrent force.
Lin Haotian swallowed hard and pleaded in a soft tone, "The fire started by accident, it was an accident. You're still alive, and I've burned so many paintings. Who can I cry to?"
"I'm the worst off, okay? Please stop making things difficult for me. Put down what you're holding, and let's go outside together, okay?"
"It's Jiang Jingyu, right?"
Lu Zhiwei didn't intend to beat around the bush any longer and went straight to the point.
Lin Haotian's pupils contracted slightly when he heard Jiang Jingyu's name, but he quickly composed himself: "What are you talking about? Jingyu is gentle and kind, how could she possibly harm you?"
"Jingyu?" Lu Zhiwei caught the key point and grinned. "You call her that so intimately. Is she your lover?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? I'm just a mahjong buddy who's played a few games with her. It's not as dirty as you think."
Lin Haotian was extremely agitated.
"She's a widow, and you've lost your wife. You two are a match made in heaven, so how can you say it's dirty?"
Lu Zhiwei bit her lip and sneered, her gaze fixed intently on Lin Haotian's changing expression.
"How could I possibly be worthy of a woman like Jingyu?" Lin Haotian turned his face away, looking troubled and preoccupied.
Lu Zhiwei roughly understood the complicated relationship involved.
During the days she was trapped in the basement, she looked through his collection of paintings, one of which depicted a woman who was Jiang Jingyu in her youth.
"In your eyes, Jiang Jingyu is like the moon in the sky, something countless men yearn for but cannot have. You are one of them, aren't you? It's just that she has already married into the Shen family, and even though she no longer has a husband, she is still the most dignified lady in the Shen family."
I can play around with you, but I'll never give you a formal relationship, right?
You are completely infatuated with her, and even if you can't get a title from her, you will do anything for her, just to make her happy.
So you agreed to let her get rid of me, even at the cost of the entire art museum's hard work..."
Lin Haotian, whose truths were exposed by Lu Zhiwei one by one, gripped the sofa armrest tightly with his fingers, his palms were soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.
"You're really good at making things up. Anyway, I'm in your hands now, so whatever you say is right. Say whatever you want, I'll accept it. You can take me to the police station right now."
Lin Haotian lowered his head, looking as if he was about to admit his guilt.
He knew that Lu Zhiwei had no concrete evidence, and as long as he insisted it was an accident, the police would ultimately not do anything to him.
This matter will ultimately fizzle out.
"Alright, I didn't expect you to be such a romantic. It's really not worth it for a heartless and wicked woman like Jiang Jingyu. However, since you've made up your mind, I'll respect your decision."
"I'll knock you out first, then I'll go out and confess to the police station under your identity, revealing that Jiang Jingyu was the one who instigated you to set the fire. You don't need to show your face; I can still send Jiang Jingyu to prison."
Lu Zhiwei spoke casually.
Every smile and frown exudes confidence and charisma.
Lin Haotian panicked: "Lu Zhiwei! Don't go too far!"
"Jiang Jingyu was willing to risk my life to fight for my son. How dare you say I went too far? I'm about to go even further."
Lu Zhiwei's eyes were bloodshot.
A terrifying murderous intent flashed across her beautiful face.
"You have no evidence, so what makes you accuse me and Jingyu?"
"All the paintings on the walls of the art museum have undergone special treatment and are coated with white phosphorus. A heating and electrical device is installed behind the walls. When the temperature reaches about 40 degrees Celsius, the white phosphorus will turn naturally."
This is why, as I was looking at the paintings, they would suddenly burst into flames from the middle; the heating pipe was a special nail used to hang the paintings…”
Lu Zhiwei told Lin Haotian the results of her investigation one by one.
Lin Haotian originally intended to deceive everyone.
They were already so frightened that they kept backing away.
"Impossible, how could you know?"
"I remember Yunzhou Finance published an interview with you, mentioning that you majored in chemistry in college and had a crush on someone you couldn't win over. I suppose that person was Jiang Jingyu."
Jiang Jingyu chose to become a collector and pursue an art career because of her love for painting.
However, she was considered the most prestigious socialite in Yunzhou's upper class and was destined to marry into the Shen family, which was the most renowned family at the time.
And you, an unknown fat guy, can only look up at Jiang Jingyu's back for the rest of your life.
Watching her get married, watching her have children, watching her become a widow and flirt with other men, enjoying herself, while you couldn't even get a chance to be her lover, willingly becoming her devoted lapdog for most of your life.
"Stop talking!" Lin Haotian clenched his fists in a fit of rage.
The veins on his arms were bulging.
Every word Lu Zhiwei said pierced his body like a sharp arrow.
His dignity was repeatedly trampled and crushed.
"She never cared about you; she just used you to achieve her own goals."
Because as long as she asks for something, you will definitely be willing to do it for her. She doesn't even need to pay any conditions or costs, and you can still get it done for her.
Even if the truth comes out, he will not hesitate to take the blame for her.
Let her continue to live a carefree and happy life.
"I told you to stop talking!"
Enraged, Lin Haotian grabbed Lu Zhiwei's hand holding the porcelain shard and locked her neck with his other hand, no longer afraid that the shard would pierce his artery.
Its bloodshot eyes bulged out, like those of a zombie that had gone out of control.
"You deserved to die. It would have been better if you had died in that fire."
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