Chapter 15 Life is unpredictable. This was his first time kissing someone...
Lu Zhisheng then walked towards the end of the corridor, which seemed to lead to the kitchen.
Fu Yun did not follow Lu Zhisheng. Instead, she went to the courtyard gate, looked around to check for any suspicious people, and when she found nothing amiss, she closed the gate and returned to the courtyard to wait patiently.
"father!"
Suddenly, Lu Zhisheng's terrified cry rang out.
The next moment, his voice rose several decibels: "Dad! What's wrong with you?"
The voice sounded extremely sharp, carrying a palpitation that was hard to ignore.
Fu Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately rushed over to the sound.
Just around the corner, you can see the kitchen not far ahead, and through the open wooden door, you can see red blood flowing out...
It's obvious that Lu Zhisheng's father has run into trouble.
Fu Jun rushed to the kitchen door, where he saw Lu Zhisheng kneeling on the ground in terror, holding a middle-aged man with his eyes closed in his arms. The man had a shocking wound on his neck, and bright red liquid was gushing out from the cut, covering the floor...
His face was ashen, devoid of any life.
Lu Zhisheng's face was ashen. He frantically pressed his right palm tightly against his father's wound, hoping to stop the bleeding.
Unfortunately, it was too late; his father's blood had not only soaked through his sleeves but also stained his entire palm red.
Lu Zhisheng was devastated, choking back sobs several times: "Why...did it turn out like this? Why?"
He stared blankly at his father's pale, bloodless face, as if he had instantly become a soulless puppet, losing all ability to move and react.
Lu Zhisheng's mother was a renowned doctor, and he himself had some medical knowledge. How could he not know that the situation was already set in stone, and that any attempt to remedy it would be futile?
He just couldn't believe that his father was gone.
Fu Yun never expected to encounter such a tragic situation as soon as she arrived at Lu Zhisheng's house.
Seeing Lu Zhisheng's grief-stricken expression, he was at a loss for words to comfort her.
He couldn't help but think of himself. His plane had suddenly crashed, and he had also encountered an accident unexpectedly. No matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't change the fact that it had already happened.
One can't help but sigh: life is unpredictable and unpredictable.
All he can do now is try to survive in this country that is not friendly to men, complete his mission, and return to his own world as soon as possible.
Fu Yun sighed heavily in her heart: The most painful thing in the world is to have a loved one who was standing alive in front of you one moment, and the next moment they are separated by death, without even having time to say goodbye.
With a heavy heart, he walked to Lu Zhisheng's side, gently patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Lu Zhisheng, please accept my condolences! Your father's clothes are soaked in blood. Let's take him to his room first!"
Lu Zhisheng's gaze finally focused. She slowly raised her head and looked at Fu Jun with a sorrowful expression, her eyes filled with confusion and pain.
His handsome features gradually contorted, and he roared like a wounded, trapped beast: "Who...who killed my father?"
Fu Yun sighed and comforted him, "This matter will definitely not end like this. You must pull yourself together, find the murderer who killed your father, and make him pay for his crime in blood."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhisheng's eyes instantly reddened, and then tears welled up like a burst dam, streaming down her cheeks and soaking her clothes in an instant. Then she burst into tears...
Fu Jun was stunned. This was the first time he had ever seen a grown man burst into tears in front of him, crying so uncontrollably.
He thought back to the year his father died, when he was almost heartbroken to the point of suffocation, but he could only kneel for three days and two nights without closing his eyes, his eyes red. He never thought that he could release his pain by crying loudly.
As an industry elite, he never allows himself to reveal the slightest weakness or flaw to his competitors. No matter how great the difficulties and obstacles, he grits his teeth and swallows them down.
Seeing Lu Zhisheng crying so bitterly, he was at a loss for words, unsure whether to raise his hand or lower it: "Hey... don't cry..."
To everyone's surprise, Lu Zhisheng's tears flowed even more fiercely, accompanied by heart-wrenching cries: "Father..."
Fu Jun's heart clenched, her brows furrowed, unsure how to offer any advice.
A commotion could be faintly heard outside, as if someone had heard the commotion and was standing outside the courtyard discussing it.
If Lu Zhisheng continues to cry, someone will definitely be unable to resist coming in to see what's going on, which would be extremely detrimental to the current situation.
To find the murderer, it's best not to make this public right now.
“Lu Zhisheng, if you want to avenge your father, stop crying. I have a way to help you find the murderer who killed your father.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhisheng immediately stopped crying and asked, choking back sobs, "Shouldn't we... report it to the authorities?"
Fu Yun nodded: "Report it! Of course we should report it! But not now."
Lu Zhisheng asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Fu Yun walked to the kitchen door, glanced at the passageway and yard, and seeing that no one had barged in yet, he asked in a deep voice, "Has your father offended anyone?"
Lu Zhisheng shook her head: "My father is gentle and kind, and has never offended anyone."
“That’s it.” Fu Yun explained, “The government’s steps in finding the murderer are to start with people your father usually interacts with, and then gradually expand the scope, petition the surrounding people, and ask suspicious people who have recently appeared near your house. By the time they find this, the murderer will have already run away. How could they possibly wait for us to catch him?”
Lu Zhisheng's pupils contracted slightly, revealing a look of shock: "How do you know how the government handles cases?"
Fu Yun paused for a moment, then made up an excuse: "Zhilan mentioned it to me before."
"I see." Lu Zhisheng believed Fu Yun's words without a doubt. He no longer cared about his grief; now, all he wanted was to find the murderer as soon as possible. "Then what do you think I should do?"
Young Master Su's words made him realize that the government would not give special attention to poor people like him who had no status or position, and the murderer might not be caught and brought to justice; the case might very well end up being dropped.
Fu Yun: "Don't announce the death to the public yet. Continue to live as you always have, and pretend that your father was only seriously injured and is recuperating."
Lu Zhisheng understood: "You want to confuse the murderer's judgment and then lure him out?"
Fu Yun nodded: "That's right. Since he went so far as to take such drastic measures, it must be because he saw your father as someone who deserved to die."
Lu Zhisheng fell silent, his eyes filled with pain: "What if he doesn't fall into our trap?"
Fu Yun said firmly, "No. Don't forget your mother's identity."
Lu Zhisheng's pupils dilated slightly, unable to believe it: "You mean..."
Fu Yun continued, "For someone who is unaware of your mother's medical skills, anything is possible."
Lu Zhisheng's eyes lit up instantly, and he suddenly realized: the greatest fear of man comes from the unknown, and the unknown comes from self-doubt caused by uncertain factors.
He stared at his father's body for a long time, tears streaming down his face, before finally tilting his head back, closing his eyes, taking a few deep breaths, and calming himself down.
Only after he gradually calmed down did he open his wet eyes, suppressing his grief, and gently help his father up from the ground.
Seeing this, Fu Yun quickly took a few steps forward, grabbed Lu Zhisheng's father's other arm and put it on his own shoulder, and together with Lu Zhisheng, they walked towards a house.
Lu Zhisheng paused slightly, turned her head to look at Fu Jun in surprise, her gaze falling on his outer robe that was already stained with blood, a complex look flashing in her eyes.
He never expected that as the young master of a wealthy family, he would not have any of the temperament of a young master. Not only did he not mind his humble and lowly birth, but he was also willing to condescend to follow him to the poor and simple courtyard. Without saying a word, he started to help, without caring about the dirt or the mess.
He thought with lingering fear: If it weren't for the young master of the Su family, he didn't know how panicked he would have been after his father's murder, nor how he would have been able to find the murderer and avenge his father.
"What's wrong?" Fu Yun looked at Lu Zhisheng with some curiosity when he saw that Lu Zhisheng was standing still.
Lu Zhisheng quickly looked away, hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, and continued walking forward, answering in a hoarse voice, "No...it's nothing."
As he spoke, he pointed to the bloodstains on Fu Jun's robe: "I'm so sorry for getting your clothes dirty."
He suggested somewhat awkwardly, "I have nothing else to make up for you, but how about I give you some tonics when you go back later?"
Fu Yun shook her head and declined directly: "No need, it's just a small favor. You'll need money for many things later, don't waste the only medicine you can exchange for silver on me."
Lu Zhisheng turned to look at Fu Jun, his eyes swirling with emotions, but he couldn't utter a single word. His long-standing mental constraints made him feel that he shouldn't be too unrestrained.
Only at that moment did he begin to believe that even though living in this world meant enduring life's hardships, warmth still existed. He believed that there were people willing to respect him and sincerely connect with him.
I suppose only someone who truly considers you a friend would stand by your side without hesitation?
How precious is a friend as sincere as Young Master Su!
At this moment, he secretly made up his mind: he must repay the kindness of the young master of the Su family in the future, and he would do his best to help whenever needed.
Fu Jun was unaware of Lu Zhisheng's emotional journey at the moment, nor did he care whether the other party responded. After all, he had just lost his most important relative, so it was only natural that he was feeling down.
After helping Lu Zhisheng send his father back to one of the simple bedrooms, Fu Yun instructed, "Before your mother comes home, you must meet with her first and explain the plan we just discussed, so that she knows the reason for doing so, so that the murderer will not have any doubts."
Lu Zhisheng naturally understood the pros and cons, but the current situation put him in a difficult position: if he went out to meet his mother like this, what would happen to his father? Should he just leave him at home and ignore him?
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