Lin Dong's lips curled up as he stared at Sun Jialu, who looked like a frightened fawn.
"I...I'm fine, Mr. Lin...we're just pretending, right?"
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jialu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But deep down, for some reason, a faint sense of loss swept through my heart.
"Also, don't call me Mr. Lin anymore. Call me Lin Dong, especially in front of my mother. Don't give yourself away."
"Understood, Lin... Lin Dong."
...
Today, Gao Qijiang, who is nearing fifty, has a few more gray hairs at his temples.
The sudden death of his son was like a bolt from the blue, plunging him into boundless grief.
His boundless rage set his heart ablaze.
In the smoke-filled hospital room, Gao Qijiang, in front of several investigating police officers, gritted his teeth and said:
"Let me find out who killed my son. I, Gao Qijiang, swear I will repay them tenfold, a hundredfold!"
Preliminary prima facie evidence suggests that his son died in an accidental fire, but Gao Qijiang absolutely does not believe it.
This method of killing is not new in the martial arts world.
Damn it, not only did they kill him, but they also burned him to a crisp. What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to commit such a heinous act?
In Gao Qijiang's eyes, Lin Dong was naturally the most suspicious one.
Because he had recently clashed with his son, and the enmity between them was quite significant.
Lin Dong had both the motive and the ability to do such a thing.
Regardless of any evidence, if I, Gao Qijiang, say you are, then you are.
The hatred for killing one's son is irreconcilable. If Lin Dong really did it, there would be no room for negotiation when Wan Qingshan and Wang Hu came together this time.
Thus, from the day Gao Xin died unexpectedly, the entire underground community in the North District became extremely tense and oppressive.
Those who had offended the young master were all living in fear.
Within just two days, these people were interrogated by a group of men in black, subjected to coercion, bribery, and torture...
In an instant, the entire Jianghu Road in the North District was in a state of panic and chaos.
No one is stupid enough to admit to murder, especially Gao Qijiang's son. Wouldn't they know where to buy a coffin?
Once you confess, you'll have vanished before the police even arrest you.
Because this is the law of the underworld.
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