66 Panic
"Are you so angry?"
In the room, Jiang Suiyun's emotions gradually calmed down. After wiping away her tears, she regained her rationality. She glanced at the closed door. It was quiet outside. He Chifeng seemed to be staying in the living room honestly.
She took a deep breath, tried to divert her attention elsewhere, picked up her phone, and saw the message that Teacher Wen had sent earlier.
She submitted her materials after the semi-finals and passed the online interview. She received the offer from DY in the past two days.
But she didn't expect that in addition to the offer, there was also an email invitation for further studies at S University.
Teacher Wen: "Xiao Jiang, please take a close look at that email from S University. I personally think this is a truly unique opportunity for you. It will be a tremendous asset both in terms of broadening your horizons and in your future career development. If you decide to pursue further studies, don't worry about DY. I will personally help you apply for a job offer."
Teacher Wen: [Don't worry, you can think about it carefully and then give me an answer.]
Looking at this message, Jiang Suiyun was slightly stunned.
Seeing the familiar invitation letter after two years, I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
When she clicked on it, the first thing she saw was the emblem of S University. As a top institution in the field of art, there should be no one who doesn't yearn for it. When her mother was ill, she missed the opportunity for further studies. Now seeing the message from Teacher Wen, it would be a lie to say that she was not moved.
This was something she had dreamed of a long time ago, to be able to promote her designs and ideas to a broader platform.
If it was a few days ago, she would have agreed without hesitation, but now, her first reaction was to think of that text message. That text message was like a sudden disaster, shattering all her future plans.
The truth behind my mother's death...
If there really was something hidden behind all this, she couldn't just pretend she didn't know and walk away.
Her fingertips hovered over the screen for a long time, she sighed, and finally typed a reply: [Thank you, teacher. This opportunity is very valuable, but I need some time to think it over before giving you a reply.]
After clicking send, a sense of loss lingered in my heart.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated again. Jiang Suiyun held his breath and stared at it, even his heart beating faster.
It was the strange number that contacted her before!
The person on the other end seemed very anxious, and even the punctuation in the message was unclear, and there were quite a few typos.
The gist of it was to ask her if the money was ready.
Tomorrow night at ten o'clock, abandoned Warehouse No. 1 in the west of the city. Let her go alone, and don't play tricks, unless she doesn't want to know the truth about her mother's death. This is her only chance.
Tomorrow night? Warehouse No. 1, West City?
Jiang Suiyun's heart sank. She had some impression of that place. It was very remote, with almost no people around. There was only a small cargo port with relatively lax management.
The reason why the transaction was held there was not only because it was a mixed crowd, but also because it was suitable for... smuggling!
A vague guess instantly formed in her mind.
She remembered the notice sent by Officer Gu before.
...The person who could accurately seize the matter of her mother to blackmail her, whether it was true or false, must be familiar with her and He Linchuan.
This person demanded a huge amount of cash and chose this place and time. He had no intention of staying for long. He would most likely run away from the port after the transaction was completed.
It is easy to tell who is on the other end of the strange text message.
He Mingyuan!
After guessing who was on the other end, Jiang Suiyun calmed down. If the sender was really He Mingyuan, then the credibility of his words would be questionable.
Although she didn't have a deep understanding of the He family's internal affairs, she had followed He Linchuan for so long that she was familiar with all the gossip and rumors circulating in the company.
She had heard about He Mingyuan's bad deeds before.
In fact, Grandpa He originally intended to train this eldest grandson, but He Mingyuan was not motivated and could not be helped, so he turned around and trained He Linchuan, who almost became the opposite contrast.
In this kind of environment for a long time, it is certain that he will hate He Linchuan.
Not to mention that this person had planned a kidnapping last time. Deep down in his heart, Jiang Suiyun was actually more inclined to believe that this person didn't get any benefits last time and deliberately sent this to disgust people before escaping.
In this way, he could not only take revenge on He Linchuan, but also get some money from her to cover his expenses.
The so-called "evidence" may be completely fabricated.
Jiang Suiyun held the phone in his hand, feeling alert.
From this perspective, she can't go.
But thinking back to the photo he'd sent her earlier...what if it was real? What if there was something fishy about her mother's death? Wouldn't that mean she'd let go of her only chance?
This kind of eventuality plunged Jiang Suiyun into endless struggle.
She pinched her palm hard to calm herself down. She must not panic. At this time, she must not lose her composure and let others lead her by the nose.
The other party was obviously in a bad mood, so she might take the opportunity to ask something.
After taking a deep breath, his fingertips quickly typed a line of words on the cold screen.
Click Send.
The message on the screen was sharp and questioning, even a bit provocative: [He Mingyuan, being wanted doesn't feel good, does it? You desperately need money to escape, so you fabricated my mother's story to blackmail me? Do you think I would believe the words of a kidnapper?]
After sending the message, she held the phone tightly in her hand, her heart beating slightly faster.
Directly revealing the other party's identity is undoubtedly a risky temptation.
She is gambling.
She bet that after the other party's identity was exposed, he would panic, get angry, or be eager to prove himself and reveal his true identity as a liar, or... she bet on a terrible possibility that she didn't dare to think about.
She prefers the former.
The text message was sent successfully, and time seemed to slow down.
A few seconds later, the phone screen suddenly lit up!
The other side called directly.
The sharp ringtone was particularly piercing, showing the caller's shock and anger after being exposed.
Jiang Suiyun didn't answer.
She turned down the volume and let the phone ring until it automatically hung up.
Immediately afterwards, text messages filled with anger and impatience poured in crazily.
[What the hell are you talking about? Who's blackmailing you? Do you think the He family is any good? And what's He Linchuan?!]
[I have the complete video in my hand. If it weren't for the money, I wouldn't bother telling you, stupid woman!]
The words were filled with the frustration of being exposed.
The threats he made without thinking and the madness of a desperate dog, although he did not directly admit his identity, this reaction was almost tacit acceptance.
The phone screen lit up again, showing a very short video file.
"Five million, a penny less and you won't even know the truth! When the time comes, I'll just take the money and run away, and you'll be kept in the dark for the rest of your life!"
Jiang Suiyun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and with a barely perceptible tremor on his fingertips, he clicked it.
The video is a bit blurry, as if it was taken with an old mobile phone. The lighting is dim, and the scene seems to be a parking lot somewhere.
In the picture, a man wearing a dark hoodie with the brim pulled low is crouching stealthily next to the front of a large truck, holding a tool in his hand, seemingly damaging some wiring. His movements are fast and frantic, and he looks around from time to time.
Although he couldn't see the face clearly, the color and model of the truck... Jiang Suiyun would never forget it even if he died!
That was the truck that hit her mother and then tried to run her over a second time, claiming the brakes had failed.
The video ends here, with the cut being just right. The man's face is not shown, and there is no sequel, but the implication is so strong that it is suffocating. The car accident was man-made.
With a "buzz" sound, Jiang Suiyun felt her brain go blank and her blood seemed to freeze in an instant. She stared at the black screen of her mobile phone, and her breathing became rapid and difficult.
She had always thought it was an unfortunate accident, a tragedy that had cost her her only relative.
But now... this video is like a cruel hand, suddenly tearing apart the illusion of past cognition!
It turns out... Mom might not have died in an accident?
A huge shock and anger filled my heart.
The text message from the unknown number followed:
[Do you believe it now? If you want the full version, pay me. Remember, don't call the police, or you'll never see the rest of it again.]
Jiang Suiyun looked at the text message, and all his previous doubts and rational considerations became shaky in the face of this short and impactful video.
She suddenly closed her eyes, trying to calm her emotions that were almost out of control. The words He Mingyuan sent yesterday were circling wildly in her mind.
"The rest of the evidence...was destroyed long ago by your generous sponsor."
"How many people in the He family do you think know about this?"
The nails dug deep into the palm of his hand, and the pain made Jiang Suiyun calm down a little. If He Linchuan had done this, He Mingyuan would definitely have directly said that he was the murderer, but it wasn't him, so why would he destroy the evidence?
If...if her mother really didn't die in an accident, but was murdered...then what was the point of her cognition for so long? What was the gratitude and guilt she felt towards He Linchuan for his subsequent help?
Her mind was in a mess.
It's like it's suddenly loaded with too much information and can't run.
There was a voice in my heart shouting, I can't believe it completely! He Mingyuan is now a desperate criminal. For money and to escape, what can't he do?
But another voice whispered in her ear like a spell. Such a realistic scene, such a real vehicle, this is real...
A feeling of anger and disgust at having been fooled by a huge lie burned in her internal organs.
She needs to know the truth.
She had to know.
This desire was so strong that it almost overwhelmed the fear of danger.
At the same time, another thought, like a tiny poisonous sting, silently pierced into her heart.
Where is He Chifeng?
Is he aware of these things?
The panic brought about by this uncertainty made her feel even more suffocated than facing He Mingyuan's blackmail.
…
The next day, He Chifeng woke up at dawn, his biological clock was perfectly accurate.
He habitually wanted to hug the person next to him, only to find his arms empty. Then he remembered that he was kicked out of the bedroom last night and slept on the sofa in a cramped state.
Not-so-nice memories flooded back into his mind, and his expression became even uglier than usual.
Make it a habit to get up in the morning and do morning exercises.
After a set of high-intensity strength training, sweat slid down the tight muscle lines, but He Chifeng still couldn't vent the depression in his heart.
From time to time, he glanced at the still closed bedroom door, frowning. Normally, Jiang Suiyun should have woken up by this time.
But today there is no movement at all.
"Are you so angry?" He muttered to himself, feeling a little uneasy. He wanted to go over and knock on the door, but he was afraid that she was still angry and that if he went over rashly, he would only add fuel to the fire.
This feeling of being cautious and hesitant made him extremely uncomfortable and even more irritated.
Just as he was wiping his sweat with a towel and considering whether to run another ten kilometers or take a cold shower to cool down, his cell phone rang.
It was a message from You Zhuo.
He Chifeng clicked it casually, his eyes swept across the words on the screen, and his movements paused instantly.
You Zhuo: [You brought this to my attention last time, and there's something really odd. I just heard that Aunt Chen seems to be raising a significant amount of cash lately, and it's a pretty significant amount, using private channels. It seems pretty urgent, at least for this amount.]
Followed by a string of zeros.
He Chifeng paused while wiping his hair, his brows furrowed.
Raising such a large amount of cash in a short period of time?
What does she want to do?
【Author’s words】
Tomorrow I should be writing about a turning point, as Big Brother cleans up and takes action, but no more abuse tomorrow!!! [Heart] I say important things three times.
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[Dog head holding a rose] Let me tell you about it
①Chen Lin asked the truck driver to hit He Xingjia’s lover.
② But because there were rumors at the time that Mr. He would hand over the family property to He Xingjia, the second uncle and the third uncle wanted to directly kill their eldest brother, so the third uncle asked Ke Jianguo to tamper with the truck, intending to fake a traffic accident and kill both of them, and even if the truth was found out, T Chen Lin would be the one to take the blame.
③However, the road was slippery due to the rain, and the truck did not hit the person it was supposed to hit, but accidentally dragged Jiang Jiang’s mother into the disaster.
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