The private room was in complete disarray, with fruit platters scattered everywhere and several well-dressed business owners lying on the floor.
They are all unconscious right now.
A young man dressed as a waiter, holding a sharp fruit knife, was pinning Wen Yanchu down.
The knife had already pierced Wen Yanchu's chest, leaving a striking crimson stain.
The manager was so frightened that he stood there, unable to react for a long time.
Fortunately, Wen Tingsong and Wen Li reacted quickly and rushed in while the manager was still stunned.
The manager then realized what was happening and used his walkie-talkie to call security.
The door to the private room was suddenly opened, and the man with the knife was startled. He then fiercely raised the knife high and stabbed down with all his might.
Wen Tingsong wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Just then, Wen Li casually picked up an orange that had fallen to the ground and threw it over quickly and accurately.
It struck the murderer's wrist squarely.
The murderer's hand went numb, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground instinctively.
But he reacted quickly, bending down to pick up the knife that had fallen to the ground.
However, just as her hand was about to touch it, a pair of white sneakers suddenly appeared in front of her.
The murderer was momentarily stunned. When he looked up, he saw Wen Li. His heart skipped a beat, and the next second, a sharp pain shot through his finger.
"ah--"
Wen Li firmly stepped on the murderer's fingers and ground them hard.
Those inside the private room could clearly hear, amidst the pig-like screams, someone's bones breaking one by one.
Clap clap clap!
Wen Li stepped on the man's hand and slapped him several times with both hands, leaving the murderer completely disoriented.
Wen Li's eyes darkened as she grabbed the murderer's hair again, her voice as cold as ice: "You dare kill my older brother? I'll make you pay!"
As she spoke, Wen Li grabbed the man's head and dragged him onto the table.
The next second—
The man's forehead slammed heavily against the glass on the table.
The first time, the desktop didn't move at all.
With the second blow, Wen Li applied even more force, and the glass tabletop shattered.
The third blow caused blood to spurt from the murderer's head, with several pieces of glass embedded in his forehead. He screamed in agony, unable to move.
The manager stood at the door, watching the whole thing with a bright, sparkling gaze, then quietly shrank back to the doorway and swallowed hard.
Soon, hotel security guards and police arrived.
Wen Yanchu was sent to the hospital. He only had superficial wounds on his chest, but both he and his business partner had taken banned drugs and would need to be observed in the hospital for the next two days.
Wen Tingsong sent a lawyer to the police station to follow up on the news, while he and his daughter stayed behind to take care of their eldest son.
Wen Yanchu's head was still spinning, and she gradually came to her senses after arriving at the hospital.
"Dad, little sister, how did you get here?"
"Xiao Li calculated it." Wen Tingsong didn't say much, but asked, "I wanted to ask you what happened."
Wen Yanchu sat up from her hospital bed and carefully recalled the events of the day.
"I had a last-minute drinking party today. I was having a good chat with my business partner, but after a couple of sips of alcohol, my head started to feel swollen. You all saw what happened next."
Wen Yanchu felt pain from the wound on his chest; he actually had some memories of it.
When he saw the man stabbing at him, he felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and he instantly sobered up a lot. When his younger sister and father came in, he was still arguing with the murderer with his last bit of rationality.
Fortunately, they arrived in time.
Wen Yan was unsure whether to feel fortunate or unlucky at the first moment, but she looked at Wen Li with gratitude.
"Little sister, thank you for saving big brother."
Wen Li held up two fingers and said very seriously, "Twice."
Under Wen Yanchu's puzzled gaze, Wen Li took out the peace charm she had given him before.
Wen Yanchu took it out of curiosity, and as soon as he touched it, he immediately felt that the brocade pouch felt strange.
Upon opening it, he discovered that the originally yellow talisman paper had been burned to a layer of ash.
Spontaneous combustion without a flame!
Shock flashed in Wen Yanchu's eyes as she slowly turned her gaze to Wen Li.
"this……"
He immediately thought of that sudden moment when he had regained consciousness.
He and his business partners drank a lot of alcohol, and those people collapsed immediately after being poisoned, but he was the only one who remained conscious.
Wen Yanchu immediately understood, and her tone became even more sincere: "It was Xiaoli who saved Big Brother, and Big Brother doesn't know how to repay you."
If her younger sister hadn't found her way home, Wen Yanchu would have known she was lying on an autopsy table, not a hospital bed.
Wen Li revealed two small dimples, and she felt a little embarrassed after being praised by the elder.
"You are my older brother. No matter what it takes, I will definitely save you."
Wen Yanchu was instantly moved to tears.
At this time, Wens Group's lawyer also called, saying that the murderer's identity could not be found.
"The man's name is Jiang Xu. He is still a college student, but he has taken out a loan of 300,000 yuan online and can't pay it back. According to him, a woman came to him and offered him 500,000 yuan to kill someone. Jiang Xu was desperate and agreed. The police did find a sum of money transferred from a foreign account in Jiang Xu's account."
The Wen family father and son knew the chances of finding the foreign account were slim as soon as they heard it.
The Wen family is large and powerful. Several of the Wen family children were kidnapped by bandits when they were young, and they have offended many people as they grew up, making the investigation extremely difficult.
Wen Tingsong narrowed his eyes, feeling that this was not a typical hired murder.
"Continue to follow up with the police; I will get to the bottom of this!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Seeing that Wen Tingsong's expression was not good, Wen Li said, "Finding the murderer doesn't actually have to be so complicated."
"What?" Wen Tingsong didn't react.
Wen Li explained, "Before my master went down the mountain, he told me that our family's fortune was damaged. If we didn't intervene, our family might be ruined. Our family has offended many people, but we have never done anything underhanded. Our fortune can't just be damaged like that. Besides Wen Sirou, my father, brother, and even Xiao Xu all have evil energy on them."
Wen Tingsong's heart tightened: "Your aunt too?"
Wen Li waved her hand, her tone relaxed: "Xiao Xu is doing alright for now, at most he loses a little money when playing mahjong, but—"
Wen Li paused, looking at Wen Tingsong and Wen Yanchu, and said, "But there is a lot of malevolent energy on Father and my brothers, which means that someone did it on purpose."
"Could it be something done by business people?"
It's not that Wen Tingsong was suspicious; rather, business people are often somewhat superstitious.
But Wen Li shook her head after hearing this: "I've calculated it for our family. Although we've offended many people, no one will trip us up. To damage our luck, we need to stay with them for a long time."
"You mean it was done by your family?" Wen Tingsong's heart skipped a beat, and a vague guess arose in his mind, but he quickly buried it in his heart.
Wen Li nodded.
Without any hesitation, she voiced her long-held suspicion: "I suspect Wen Sirou."
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