"Look, I... I have evidence..."
He shakily took out his phone.
—Come to my house tonight and take that old man away. Everything's been arranged. Just take him away!
Zhao Guoqiang knew the sender's number very well.
Seeing his thunderstruck expression, Yu Yan snatched the phone away, refusing to believe it. "You dare to slander me? I never sent you a text message! Where did you get that information from?!"
The message on the phone is real, and it was indeed sent by her!
A chilling cold air rose from the soles of her feet, and Yu Yan was gripped by immense fear, her muscles stiffening with terror.
How could that be?
She really didn't send them any messages!
She never lets her phone out of her sight, but the message was definitely sent by "her"...
"Honey, believe me, I really didn't—"
"Mmm—"
Zhao Guoqiang pulled out a sock he had just picked up from his back pocket, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth. "Dad, help me tie her up. This woman is really weird. We can't let her get away."
Grandpa Zhao scurried over, and the two of them worked together to tie up Yu Yan and throw her in the corner.
"Where do you want to sell my dad? He's too old, he probably won't fetch a good price..."
He wanted to find out the cause and effect of the matter.
"What do you mean I can't fetch a good price? I'm as strong as an ox!"
Grandpa Zhao expressed his dissatisfaction.
Am I still vigorous and in great health despite my age?
"Dad, don't make things worse."
"I'm asking you, tell the truth, and the police might speak on your behalf later, otherwise..."
"Hmph!"
He brought his spiked club with him, holding it in his hand and playing with it, his eyes filled with hostility.
The tall man was so frightened that he almost rolled his eyes back and fainted like the short man. "Big brother, grandpa, oh dear ancestors, we really didn't mean any harm. It's all because of this woman. She gave us money, wanting us to take the old man to a mental hospital and lock him up. We didn't want to get in her way."
"There has to be a reason for locking him up in a mental hospital, right? Do you think I'm just going to stand by and watch you take my dad away when you come to our door?"
"Still not behaving honestly!"
Zhao Guoqiang snorted coldly and was about to step forward.
The tall guy vomited like a machine gun, "They drugged him!"
“Mental hospitals have special medications for treating mental illness. Mental patients can take these medications to relieve their symptoms, but if people who are not mentally ill take them, they will become more irritable and their behavior will become more abnormal.”
“Yu Yan got the medicine from us and mixed it into the old man’s diet every day. She also proudly revealed that she deliberately didn’t give him good food and picked on him at home, just to provoke him and make him do something extreme in front of others.”
"It would be even better if they could physically injure people or vandalize schools!"
"After it happens a few times, they'll spread rumors everywhere that the old man has a mental illness, and then..."
"Then you can justifiably lock my dad up in a mental hospital?"
His teeth were grinding together, making a crunching sound.
A surge of anger welled up in Zhao Guoqiang's heart; the abacus beads were practically about to hit his face!
If I hadn't realized what was happening, my own father would have been gone the moment I got home!
Let them all go inside and operate the sewing machine!
"No, you just said—you sold out Old Zhao!"
"Selling someone isn't as simple as ending up in a mental hospital; they still won't behave!"
Uncle Guang stood up excitedly.
Zhao Guoqiang was almost fooled. "You dare to lie to me? I'll show you what's what right I have right now. Trespassing is against my right to self-defense, and there's plenty I can do!"
Without further ado, a few blows from the stick left the tall guy's buttocks bruised and bleeding, and he screamed in pain.
No matter how much they begged for mercy, he wouldn't stop.
Finally, he got tired of hitting him and collapsed on the ground, vomiting yellow fluid. He had almost vomited all the fluid from his gallbladder, which was mixed with fresh blood.
He was almost killed, but he still wouldn't budge. "Grandpa, I'm not lying to you. We were just talking nonsense. You almost beat me to death, how could I not tell the truth?"
"I know!"
Yan Miao's voice was firm and resounding.
I've been watching from the sidelines the whole time, just to see if Zhao Guoqiang can figure things out.
He no longer trusts Yu Yan at all, that's true, but he still lacks the ability to figure things out. Sigh, he has no choice but to explain it himself.
Otherwise, if Zhao Xinyue comes back and makes a scene, he'll soften and reconcile with Yu Yan.
Old Master Zhao is in a dangerous situation!
"They're not from a mental hospital at all, they're human traffickers! Organ traffickers!"
"We specialize in organ matching for critically ill wealthy individuals. Once a suitable match is found, we immediately arrange surgery to remove the organs while the person is still alive and hand them over to the buyer."
Clang—
The spiked club in Zhao Guoqiang's hand fell to the ground and hit the instep of his foot without causing any reaction.
He looked at Yan Miao in disbelief, "An organ trafficker?"
"They want to take all my dad's organs and sell them?"
Thinking that his heart, liver, lungs, and even his eyeballs were gone, leaving only an empty corpse.
Old Master Zhao was heartbroken and almost suffered a heart attack.
Yu Yan must go to jail and pay the price for her actions!
"Mmm..."
Yu Yan, who was tied up, tried to argue, but could only make muffled sounds.
She bit down hard on what was in her mouth, her gums bleeding. The taste of blood mixed with the smell of Zhao Guoqiang's stinky socks, and she couldn't vomit.
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