Chapter 77 Liu Piao'er Goes to Prison
Yun Zhongbao wasn't that short of money; he did those illegal and criminal things more for his own mental pleasure.
When he was young, he enjoyed the thrill of stealing.
His grandfather taught him the art of bone shrinking, which allowed him to easily slip into places where he wouldn't be noticed.
Every time Yun Zhongbao sees the owner of a lost item, looking either frantic or heartbroken, he feels a great sense of satisfaction.
After his grandfather passed away, his parents discovered his thieving habit.
They sent Yun Zhongbao, whose academic performance was abysmal, to a martial arts academy in an attempt to correct his behavior.
After graduation, he did stop stealing, but with his increased power, he developed a love for fighting.
Gradually, he became dissatisfied.
What's the point of fighting with thugs? It's much more interesting to randomly injure some innocent bystanders.
Look, those people were just living their lives when they were struck by a sudden disaster; their bewildered and desperate expressions are so captivating.
That sense of satisfaction far surpasses the happiness that money or women can bring.
The operation failed, and Yun Zhongbao was filled with resentment, but he knew that he would not have the opportunity to take revenge anytime soon.
He curled up, squeezed into the narrow vent, and carefully crawled along the pipe.
He had been inside countless times; he knew exactly where each fork in the road led with his eyes closed.
"Hahaha, those idiot cops must still be searching around like headless flies." Yun Zhongbao was smug, even his broken bones no longer hurt.
"If they knew I was right above them, their expressions would be priceless."
Cloud Leopard arrived at a ventilation shaft and peered down through the crack; that was where he had committed the crime.
There stood two policemen with grim expressions, angrily discussing something.
A satisfied, wicked smile immediately appeared on Yun Zhongbao's face.
The young police officer who was sent to check the surveillance footage ultimately found nothing, and he was filled with rage.
He had only been with the police force for a little over a year, and this was the third case Yun Zhongbao had committed in their jurisdiction.
Apart from this incident where no one was injured, the previous two incidents resulted in one death and one injury.
He vowed to bring that beast Yun Zhongbao to justice!
Thinking of this, the police officers decided to study and simulate the escape route of the Cloud Leopard again.
He inexplicably wanted to go back to the scene of the crime and take another look, as if something in the dark was drawing him back.
"Xiao Zheng, what brings you here? Did you find anything new in the surveillance footage?" the two colleagues who stayed behind asked anxiously.
The young police officer shook his head, "This Cloud Leopard is too slippery; it almost always operates in blind spots of the surveillance cameras."
"I'm preparing..."
Clang!
He had only spoken halfway when a loud bang suddenly came from above.
The three police officers looked up.
The ventilation window was cracked open, and a short man was desperately hooking his foot on the ventilation duct, looking down at the three people on the ground.
"Help, help me!" Yun Zhongbao cried out in fear. The mall was 5 meters high on the first floor, and the head-down position made the feeling of weightlessness and fear extremely intense.
How could this be? This ventilation window is made of steel. He's climbed over it countless times; it should be very sturdy!
The middle-aged police officer reacted the fastest: "Xiao Zheng, go ask the property management for a ladder, handcuff him and bring him down. Xiao Liu, notify everyone to come and arrest him."
The policewoman asked, puzzled, "Is this a wanted criminal?"
“I don’t know him,” the middle-aged police officer said seriously, “but ordinary citizens would never sneak into ventilation ducts to peep.”
Yun Zhongbao was quickly taken back to the police station for interrogation, and he confessed faster than a certain country could raise the white flag.
Before they could even threaten him, he blurted out all the truth.
Don't be fooled by the fact that this person does everything from petty theft to murder; he's like a rat in a sewer, unable to bear the light of day.
They only ever dared to spy on others' every move, and in their hearts, they harbored a malicious pleasure.
Once you drag him out into the sun, he becomes more fearful and timid than anyone else.
The following day, a gossip account revealed a sensational story, claiming that a female celebrity known for her pure image was suspected of hiring someone to commit murder and was imprisoned.
The implication was so obvious that this incident caused a huge uproar on Weibo, which even crashed and became unusable at one point.
As a victim, Fu Yan also received a notification from the police.
Her expression broke down, and she grabbed Wen Yao's hand and shook it wildly, "Ah, I don't understand, I don't comprehend, I don't accept it!"
"She cheated on me, she stole my role, and she's always been the one making trouble for me."
"How dare she take revenge on me, a victim? And kill me for a man I threw away a long time ago?"
"She's insane!"
Fu Yan's eyes flashed with anger, as if they were about to burst forth at any moment. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her body was tense, as if she was about to punch Liu Piao'er.
"Am I some kind of despicable person? I feel like my life is a joke!"
Wen Yao's hand was about to be broken, but she coldly let Fu Yan vent her anger, "You are my source of happiness!"
Fu Yan: "..."
She looked at Wen Yao with a sullen gaze, "Second sister-in-law, you're actually being sarcastic towards me."
"No way," Wen Yao denied immediately, changing the subject directly, "Liu Piao'er said she wants to see you, are you going?"
"I must see her!" Fu Yan gritted her teeth. "I have to ask her what she's thinking!"
“Then take me with you!” Wen Yao’s eyes curved into crescents. “I’ve never seen this kind of mental illness before. Let me study it.”
When Fu Yan saw Liu Piao'er again, she was surprised. After not seeing her for a few days, the pure and beautiful popular young actress was gone.
She was wearing a baggy prison uniform, her hair was tied up haphazardly, her face was still covered in red rashes, and her eyes were gloomy.
They're no different from most ordinary prisoners now.
Upon seeing Fu Yan, she trembled slightly, then calmed down and smiled at Fu Yan, "Don't you understand why I hate you so much?"
"When I first met you, you were already a famously perfect couple."
Liu Piao'er seemed lost in memories, "He was so good to you, so good that I was envious, jealous and resentful, and wanted to possess him."
"I don't understand." A strong sense of obsession settled in Liu Piao'er's eyes. "Apart from looks, my personality and family background are better than yours in every way, so why won't he love me?"
"That's because you're a lunatic!" Fu Yan couldn't hold back any longer. "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Whoever makes the mistake should make amends."
"He doesn't love you, so go and torment him! Why are you making things difficult for me?"
"What do you know? If you were alive, he would never have given me a second glance!" Liu Piao'er suddenly sprang to her feet, her face pressed against the windowpane, contorted in a grimace.
"I hate you! Go to hell! Go to hell! Why don't you just die?!"
Fu Yan was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that she fell backward, but fortunately Wen Yao caught her.
Wen Yao patted Fu Yan, gesturing for her to go to the side. Through the glass, she placed her palm against Liu Piao'er's, her expression sincere.
"I understand you."
“Your behavior is despicable, but it doesn’t matter. I know you’re being yourself.”
"The word 'bitch' was made just for you, ganbatte!"
After saying that, Wen Yao ignored Liu Piao'er's stunned expression and pulled Fu Yan to leave.
Suddenly, Liu Piao'er's soft voice came from behind, "But he was also tender and affectionate towards me."
Although that relationship was something that couldn't be made public.
Wen Yao didn't turn around; her voice was cold.
Those who are unwilling to look forward will die in the past.
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