Chapter 83 Want to Die Together
"grandmother!"
The crisp sound of a teacup breaking could be heard from the other end of the phone. Old Mrs. Ji choked up, "Xiao Shen, grandma knows I'm too embarrassed to ask you, but can you..."
After a brief silence.
"Can you please let Bo Chang go?"
Ji Linshen leaned against the gilded fireplace and chuckled. The dying charcoal fire in the fireplace cast a dancing light spot on his glasses.
He slowly polished the silver gun, his lips curled up in an elegant arc: "Grandma, it's okay."
Her bony fingers suddenly tightened, and the crystal chandelier shattered into ice in his suddenly sinister eyes. "He will live in your heart forever."
"Ji Linshen, you can't kill me!" Ji Bochang's forehead left a bloody mark on the carpet, and his expensive handmade suit was stained with fireplace ashes.
"Xiao Shen!"
The crying on the phone was cut off by the busy tone, and the phone drew a parabola in the air and disappeared into the shadows.
He pointed the gun at Ji Bochang's other leg and pulled the trigger.
"How could I kill you?" Ji Lin looked down at him condescendingly, as if he was looking at a rat crushed by a car on the side of the road.
"Right, we are a family. I was only twelve when I buried you alive. I was only twelve when I locked you up in a small dark room and kept playing the video of your mother being tortured to death. I was also..."
Before he could finish his words, the bodyguard behind Ji Linshen shot him directly in the chest.
Ji Zhongmou looked at this scene and felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that if he stayed here any longer, he would die.
So he quietly took a few steps back, turned around and tried to slip away.
"Uncle." The sticky sound of leather shoes stepping through a pool of blood froze Ji Zhongmou in his tracks. "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Ji Linshen used the barrel of his gun to push aside the sweat-soaked gray hair on his forehead. The chill of the metal penetrated his skin. "Let's talk about whether the poison you put in was potassium chloride or cyanide?"
"Or, let's talk about my mother's death and what role my uncle played?"
"You can't kill me. I'm the only one your mother loves. You can't hit me." Ji Zhongmou's lower back hit the English wine cabinet, and the collection of Lafite bottles clinked.
"The way my uncle looks scared of death is so different from the way he looks when he sees me fighting with a dog for leftovers."
"Your mother was treated like that with the old lady's tacit consent. It was the old lady..."
"The old lady knows everything. She knows everything." Ji Zhongmou knew how to hurt him the most. He kept saying, "You think she really loves you, but she's just pitying you like a stray cat or dog on the street."
"I just feel sorry for you. If you don't believe me, go check it out."
Ji Linshen was icy cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
In my ears was my grandmother's loving voice: "Xiao Shen, don't be afraid, grandma will take you away."
"Grandma, I love Xiao Shen the most..."
"Xiao Shen, it's okay. Grandma will always protect you..."
It's fake, all of this is fake. The hand gripping the gun handle is trembling slightly, and the face is frighteningly pale.
The world built by his grandmother collapsed at this moment, and every piece of debris pierced his heart, bleeding.
Ji Zhongmou took advantage of his distraction and pushed him back. Protecting his head, he climbed out of the window under the cover of his bodyguards.
"Master, do you want to chase him?" Chu Qi clenched his fists at his side. The Ji Lin in front of him made him feel distressed.
Ji Linshen raised his hand: "Let someone clean up here, let's go."
Back to the car.
Chu Qi hesitated to speak. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to start.
"Chu Qi."
"Master."
"Locate Third Uncle's location, arrange some people, and kill all of them." Ji Linshen's voice was terrifyingly calm.
"Master, we are not well prepared this time. If the situation gets too serious, it will be difficult for you to escape. It is very likely that..." Chu Qi looked worried.
"If I die, my father and everyone else in the Ji family...except the old lady, will all be killed."
"As for the group and all its assets, you and Huo Beiyan can handle it. The will has already been drawn up."
A thought flashed through Chu Qi's mind: Ji Linshen wants to die together!
"Young Master..."
Ji Linshen raised his hand to interrupt him: "Do as I say."
Chu Qi pursed his lips tightly, and his fingers on the keyboard were trembling.
If Ji Linshen hadn't saved him, he would have died long ago. From the first day he followed the young master, he regarded him as his closest family member from the bottom of his heart.
He couldn't remain calm when he had to watch his closest family members die.
"Master, you..."
"Aqi, do as I say!" Ji Linshen's voice was low and his attitude was extremely firm.
Scenes from the past flashed through my mind, and everything seemed to have come to an end.
Outside the car window, the snow was still falling, dressing the world in white.
There was a dead silence in his eyes, as if even his soul was frozen.
"Chu Qi, after everything is arranged, you can return to your normal life." Ji Linshen suddenly spoke.
Chu Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized that the young master was making final arrangements.
Ji Lin leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and rested, as if he was saying a long goodbye.
He turned around, his nose felt sore, and he almost cried, but he still tried hard to hold back: "Master, what about Miss Lu?"
Almost at the same time, when Chu Qi said the three words "Miss Lu", the cell phone ringtone suddenly rang in the car.
Ji Linshen's heart trembled. He opened his eyes and looked at the caller ID. It was Lu Shiman.
The phone rang for a long time, and when it was about to be hung up, Ji Linshen pointed at the microphone and answered the call.
He didn't say anything and just listened quietly.
Lu Shiman's slightly dissatisfied voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why did you answer it so late? I've been waiting for a century."
"Hmm." A hoarse syllable came out from the depths of Ji Lin's throat.
"Ji Linshen~Can I borrow your bodyguard for a while?" Lu Shiman's voice was a little muffled, with a drawn-out tone, and she was acting coquettishly without realizing it.
Ji Lin closed his eyes deeply, as if he could see her curled up in the quilt and calling him.
"Being bullied?" Ji Lin's heart tightened.
"Hmm~ Woohoo, Ji Linshen, I'm going to use your bodyguards to tie up Huo Beiyan and give him a good beating." Lu Shiman became angrier and angrier as she thought about it: "He actually didn't let me spend the night with Jiaojiao, and he didn't even let me take a shower with Jiaojiao."
"He's too much, but I can't beat him. Can I use your bodyguard?"
Lu Shiman's nagging voice in the receiver gradually melted a corner of the ice in Ji Linshen's heart.
"Can."
"I knew you were the best!" Lu Shiman's voice became clearer, and he must have sat up from the bed.
"Ji Linshen, when will you come back?"
Ji Lin was silent.
Lu Shiman didn't care whether he responded or not, and continued: "It seems quite boring not going to work in the company. Huo Beiyan is an idiot. He almost made Jiaojiao hang on his belt. I can't even get her out."
"Before, when we were playing mahjong, my third brother and second brother teamed up to target me, and I lost miserably. Do you know how to play mahjong? Help me get revenge."
"It's been so cold these past two days. The quilt is freezing cold at night. My heels feel like they're in the freezer."
Ji Linshen listened quietly.
Lu Shiman chattered a lot, and finally lowered his voice a little embarrassedly.
"Ji Linshen, I seem to miss you a little." Lu Shiman said, her face flushed: "Can you come back soon?"
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