Although the Xia Family wants to take down the Wang Family, considering political, commercial, and security factors, the arrogance of the Wang Family indeed gives some people the intention to kill.
Yanjing is a place full of hidden talents and forces. The Xia Family's decision, on the surface, seems like a response to the Wang Family's excessive actions, which have caused societal unrest, and the fact that the Xia Family's status is not low has led to frequent attacks. The entanglement between the two can be made into an issue.
Such an opportunity is hard to come by. Hua Muyun isn't a fool, so he won't give up this chance to suppress the Wang Family. But in reality, no one knows what kind of plans he has.
"Wait here, I'll go alone. Since they haven't reported the case, your presence might not make them tell the truth." Xiao Lin stopped Wu Shuang from going with him: "I want to give you the package; they also received a copy."
Wu Shuang didn't object. At some point, Xiao Lin's presence created a peculiar circle around her, making her more reliant. The change from being confrontational to obedient was because she truly believed in his strength? Reality made her interpret it that way.
She returned to the car, where the photo paper lay unfolded, staring at it with wide eyes. Wu Shuang felt a sense of fear. She realized the enemy's strength; they were everywhere. This was the message they wanted to convey to the police: if they wanted to, they could do anything. If you can catch Zhang Teng, they could kill the police's witnesses. Your every move is under our watch. Is that what this means?
An open provocation. Who was this challenge for? Wu Shuang rubbed her head, Xiao Lin had quietly entered the noodle shop. All she could do was wait.
The inside of the noodle shop wasn't as chaotic as imagined. Clean bowls and chopsticks were neatly placed in the cupboard, and a washed pot rested on the stove. Xiao Lin opened a large pot, which was typically used for making soup, only to find it empty.
Xiao Lin put the lid down. This didn't seem like a place constantly in business. If Lin Jiaqi's mother had an unexpected accident, there should still be prepared materials in the pot and unwashed bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard.
Xiao Lin quietly climbed the stairs, his footsteps light, as if muffled by soft pads.
"Call the police!" Liang Feng's voice was unusually clear in the quiet on the second floor: "Do you intend to solve this issue alone?"
"It's all because of the police," the raspy voice sounded like a saw cutting through wood, unpleasant: "Mom's already dead, now it's Dad. Who will be next?"
"Do you know who did it?" Liang Feng was somewhat agitated. The parcel in her hand was tossed aside, while Lin Jiaqi held a human skin mask against her chest, her graying hair clenched in her hands. Her eyes held no tears, only boundless hatred, as if they could swallow a person whole.
"Jiaqi, are you blaming me?"
"I'm not blaming you, you're doing it for my good. But we can't trust the police anymore." Lin Jiaqi's indifferent gaze swept past Liang Feng's face and landed on the human skin: "If it weren't for the police, my parents wouldn't have become witnesses. That Zhang Teng escaped, and they still haven't caught him, which led to this situation. Can I still rely on the police?"
Liang Feng dared not comfort her any further, fearing Lin Jiaqi's extreme attitude might lead to unexpected actions. She sat with her on the floor, not knowing what to do.
"Then what do you plan to do?"
"I want to find that person and then personally tear his face off and paste it on the wall."
"Before finding them, I think you should first hide yourself." Eavesdropping was of no significance. Lin Jiaqi's determination and despair sounded to Xiao Lin like self-hypnosis and consolation after helplessness.
"Brother Xiao, why are you here?"
"I followed you all the way here. Before planning revenge, shouldn't you first learn self-protection? You left the door downstairs open and didn't notice someone coming in. With such skills, how do you plan to find the culprit?" Xiao Lin mercilessly laid out the flaws before the two young girls: "Even if you find them, can you deal with such a culprit?"
Xiao Lin picked up the discarded packaging, holding a very ordinary courier bag.
"Let me have a look!" Xiao Lin said to Lin Jiaqi: "Your mother's human skin has already appeared at the police station, this is your father's. If you're willing to let me handle this matter, I'll give you a chance to peel off his face."
Lin Jiaqi stared at Xiao Lin, harboring resentment towards the police and those who incited her. If it weren't for them, she might have only been a pitifully raped girl. But she still had parents and a substantial sum of money. Now, she had nothing but hatred and loneliness besides that objective sum.
"Why should I trust you again?"
"That's a good question!" Xiao Lin smiled instead of getting angry. He squatted in front of Lin Jiaqi, spreading his hands: "Because only I can fulfill your request."
"Ridiculous!"
"Jiaqi, trust Brother Xiao. If he's willing to get involved, there will be no problem." Liang Feng grasped Lin Jiaqi's wrist, nodding firmly: "The Fei Feng Gang will also strive to find every relevant clue to find this person."
"This isn't something you, Liang Feng, can be involved in." Not meaning to dampen Liang Feng's spirits, Xiao Lin stood up. The half-attic height of the second floor didn't allow him to stand straight.
"Lin Jiaqi, this matter isn't just your own. Let me clarify: whether you agree or not, I don't need your approval. If you still want revenge, hand over your father's skin to me."
Lin Jiaqi bit her lips, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall.
"Give it to me. This is the only clue we can find at the moment." Xiao Lin reached out to her once more, speaking no more.
"Can you really do it?" The raspy voice cut through his heart as Xiao Lin nodded. From the cause of this situation, he was a fuse. But Lin Jiaqi was a blameless victim scarred by the opponent's cruelty and revenge. His oversight led to her parental harm. Had he been more thoughtful, he might have anticipated their warning.
"I assure you with my identity as a Military Doctor."
"Brother Xiao!" Liang Feng exclaimed. The identity as a Military Doctor represented his integrity, such a promise was too weighty.
"I promise." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) and vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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