Chapter 125 New Year's Eve Settlement

Chapter 125 New Year's Eve Settlement

New Year’s Eve, light rain.

Zhai Yang received a court summons, and his employees sued him in their real names for contract fraud, smuggling of imported goods, including evading tariffs, illegal operations, etc. On the same day, the Xitai District Police Station received a report that a Beta accused Zhai Yang, the general manager of Zhai Group, of rape and kidnapping. The reporter was Zhai Yang's ex-wife: Cui Jing.

The bill was revised because a Beta accused an Alpha, and this period of time was quite sensitive.

Cui Jing's attorney presented all the evidence in detail. All of the evidence pointed to Cui Jing being threatened and her personal freedom being restricted. According to the newly passed OBA Act, these indirect evidences have legal effect.

As police rushed to detain suspect Zhai Yang.

There was a sudden loud explosion in the building in the center of Kyoto at night. At first, some people thought it was the fireworks that suddenly ignited, while others thought it was a gas explosion.

The overpass began to get congested. A car stopped, more and more cars stopped, some people ran onto the overpass, and more and more people gathered.

"what is that?"

"It exploded." Someone shouted, "Isn't that the headquarters of the Zhai Group?"

A clear and pleasant male voice:

"Correct."

The man was holding an umbrella, dressed in black, like a funeral procession. But he was wearing a bright red New Year scarf, a very bright color. There was a kind of implicit melancholy on his face.

A passerby grabbed his hair and said, "Oh my god! Such a big fire! The rain came just in time, call the police."

"Why call the police? They should have known about this long ago. Listen..."

"The police were dispatched too quickly."

"The police handcuffed a man and let him out! They caught the person who set off the bomb so quickly. What's the reason?"

"I heard from my colleague that it was revenge against society. His boss ran away with gambling money, and he hasn't received his salary for several months."

"How did your friend know?"

"The man was brought out and shouted himself. My colleague was among that group of people." The passerby pointed at the crowd.

The fire brigade also arrived, the sirens of the fire brigade, police cars, and 120 intertwined, blue and red lights flashed in the rain. The orange-red fire brigade sprayed water and white smoke at the fire points scattered on the lower floors. The fluorescent green traffic police dispersed the crowd below, their movements and expressions were excited. The loud voices of the traffic police team were also heard on the overpass behind them.

"Hey! Don't stand over there! Move on. Drive the cars, don't stop."

The man in the red scarf walked faster and faster.

He walked down the overpass, and the energy tram passed quietly on the street. He passed by the dark glass window and stopped to look at his outfit. He could only see a rough outline. On New Year's Eve, many businesses closed early and went home to celebrate the New Year. It was a pity that he couldn't go to see her now. If the police really found him, wouldn't it implicate Cui Jing?

He knew that Cui Jing had collected enough favorable evidence to call the police.

But Zhai Yang would not rest in peace unless he died, even if he went to prison. He knew where the worker had placed the explosives in his previous life, but he had only induced him to change the place and time.

In return, he will anonymously donate to charities for those seriously ill patients who can be cured and to society, including the sick family members of the workers. He will become an inconspicuous member of many donors.

Go to the vicinity of the police station and use binoculars to look at the entrance of the police station.

Cui Jing never came out.

It seemed like it had been a bit long, so he waited and waited.

In the new home, Cui's father and mother were waiting for their son-in-law to send their daughter back to spend New Year's Eve. They kept waiting. They called their son eight hundred times in these days but still couldn't get through.

Today, they couldn't get through to their daughter Cui Jing, and the same couldn't be said for their son-in-law. They were becoming increasingly uneasy.

At the same time, Xie Jin turned on his locator. He looked at the motionless locator and the unfamiliar location, and with some confusion, he put the location into the map and searched for it.

That place was not the police station. His curiosity drove him to wonder, sister, what did she do?

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Cui Jing's eyes went dark. She moved her hands and found them handcuffed. Her legs were free.

"Surprise?"

The person standing at the door watched her feel around for the arrangements and tentatively get out of bed before speaking.

"It was a shock," Cui Jing said. She didn't expect to be kidnapped in the police station.

"Someone wants to kidnap you."

The man's voice was unfamiliar, but Cui Jing felt like she had heard it somewhere before. "Someone wants to kidnap me, so you're here to take over?"

"You will be more optimistic if you fall into my hands than into that man's hands. Didn't you just get rid of her, Fan Ci'en?"

Who knows whether we are optimistic or not?

"Take off my blindfold."

She didn't react violently, and the man seemed to feel that he smelled a false sense of peace. Whether it was true or fake, he was not worried that she would escape. He untied her blindfold, and she saw his face, wondering if she remembered him, and showed a puzzled expression.

"Are you the police officer who came to investigate?"

"You still remember me."

Jiang Xunian has a large tattoo on his body, extending from his back to his neck, revealing only a few clues.

He uncuffed Cui Jing and let her walk freely. She got the knife, and he didn't think she had much killing power. Jiang Xunian found that there was one fruit knife missing in the kitchen, and closed it without any reaction.

He went to her with the plate, the knife against his abdomen:

"You can't hurt me." Jiang Xunian put down the plate and restrained her body in a few moves. He pinched Cui Jing's hand holding the knife, and then held her waist that was exposed during her struggle. He lifted Cui Jing up and put her on his legs, with one hand around her back.

She was forced to hug him back with both hands, and the hand holding the knife was held unable to move. Her chest was compressed and her muscles were stiff. Cui Jing struggled with one hand protecting her chest, almost cursing.

She put the knife against Jiang Xunian's chest and thrust the tip of the knife in with a little force. Her voice was audibly tense:

"Let me go."

Jiang Xunian felt the slight pain, and with a trembling heart, he was able to snatch the knife away in less than half a second. "Have you ever killed anyone?"

He couldn't help but frown.

How can this kind of force be effective?

Jiang Xunian didn't care about the knife at all. Killing people was not that easy. It would be difficult for someone who had never seen blood on his hands to stab a live pig.

He held her face and kissed her. Cui Jing slapped him. Jiang Xunian was not angry. He looked at the dagger on the ground. It was the knife she dropped in panic. Her body language told him the answer.

Has she ever killed anyone? Does she have the ability to kill? Does she have the determination?

None. She only has a heart to protect herself.

He suddenly felt a little disappointed.

He rescued Cui Jing in the chaos, so he had enough time to erase his traces, but perhaps because of his presence, some things were...worn out during her struggle.

Holding a knife but without the ability to stab others.

He had witnessed how pitiful she had always been robbed, and perhaps the competition made him feel that she was more precious. Even though she was no longer as alert and calm as a cat, she was still very much to his liking.

"I don't mind if you hold it if it makes you feel safe. I'll give you a little more time."

Jiang Xunian left with the empty plate.

He watched from the surveillance camera that Cui Jing picked up the knife and put it under her pillow like a treasure before going to bed at night. During the day, Jiang Xunian brought her some clean clothes. He walked over and saw Cui Jing taking out her useless knife again. He was a little contemptuous and walked over to press her wrist holding the knife.

"Let's have breakfast."

After Cui Jing was released, she had a cold face, as if she realized that threatening him didn't work, so she put the knife across her wrist and said, "Get out."

"Stop joking, you..." Jiang Xunian saw the knife in her hand sinking into the flesh, with a trace of blood oozing out. Before Cui Jing saw what was happening, she felt a pain in her wrist and gave up the knife.

"You can't kill others, but you are cruel to yourself." Jiang Xunian put the handle of the knife into her palm, held her hand and put the knife against his abdomen: "You don't have to threaten me with self-harm, but if you want to kill me, then stab me here."

"Do you think I don't dare?" The hand holding the knife trembled. "I'm so annoyed by you!" Her tone was harsh, "Don't force me, don't force me, force me to become a..."

"A what? A murderer?"

"I will kill you." She stabbed the knife straight into his body. She didn't even press hard on him. The knife stopped at the tip of the knife that penetrated his abdomen.

"Why don't you hide?"

"Then why don't you continue?"

She shook her head and asked in a daze: "Why do you all do this? I don't even know you." This psychological game ended with the knife being thrown to the ground again.

She lay on the quilt, her shoulders trembling, the ridges on her back were as beautiful as mountains. Jiang Xunian couldn't answer her question, it was too ridiculous. He put his arms around her waist from behind and pressed his lips against her raised ridges. He heard her ask:

"Can I live if you die?"

Smart. "If I die, others may not be able to protect you. I know you have a powerful husband, but my father is a very dirty man. I don't know how he will retaliate against you. Unless you stay at home all the time and make sure there are no replaced servants and security personnel. Or flee abroad and hide from place to place for the rest of your life... maybe it's even more unsafe abroad."

"madman."

Jiang Xunian laughed. Such words sounded like flirting and had no killing power. "You always seem to attract some crazy people. But you are too stubborn. As long as you are willing to let go of some things, let go of some persistence, as long as you are willing to let go."

Having said that, seeing her giving up resistance like this, his body felt hot and eager, and the eagerness in his heart was lessened.

Surrender is not a probability, it is a necessity.

She could eventually give in, just like now, which was what he wanted.

Jiang Xunian took off her coat and kissed her skin. Cui Jing did not move. Suddenly she thought of something and her expression suddenly turned frightened:

“Do you have a camera at home?”

"Of course there are. No one will see them. They are everywhere in this house. Don't worry about them."

"Is your home definitely safe? What if it's not safe, do you want to broadcast it live?" Cui Jing screamed, scratching around like a shrew, tears streaming down her face, her voice incredibly hoarse.

"Don't go too far, you are all going too far, too far!"

Jiang Xunian got up and went downstairs.

Cui Jing sat on the bed and wiped away her tears.

"I'll turn off the surveillance. Don't cry. You're crying like this. I won't touch you now. Go downstairs and eat some fruit." Seeing her sobbing softly, Jiang Xunian felt pity for her. He had never seen her cry so much.

Seeing that she didn't move, he picked her up.

"Wait, my knife."

"I'm still thinking about your knife."

"My knife."

Jiang Xunian held the struggling person with one hand and squatted down to pick up the knife effortlessly, just as easily as drinking a sip of water.

"Your knife."

Cui Jing was carried down by him and placed on his lap. Her lips would turn red when she was angry, and she chewed without making any sound. Jiang Xunian kissed her on the face. Cui Jing held a knife against his chest in dissatisfaction, "Don't touch me while eating."

Jiang Xunian was a little angry at her fickle character. He thought that her previous behavior meant she agreed, so why bother to make the fish die and the net break? The net would not break, and he did not want the fish to die.

"What if I must do it? Even if I want to touch you here, what will you do?"

Cui Jing threw the chopsticks in her hand over.

Jiang Xunian flipped something on the table, and the plates and cups shattered to the ground. Cui Jing's sad expression froze for a moment.

"You are crazy, um..."

Cui Jing pushed him, and Jiang Xunian kissed her madly. The sweetness of the fruit remained between her lips, and the pheromones were released uncontrollably. He felt a sharp knife in his chest, and he was hurt by her again.

Jiang Xunian's blood was boiling. He could have her completely, right now, right now. Her lips were blocked, unable to refuse; her hands were occupied by the handle of the knife, unable to move. Jiang Xunian felt the hands holding the knife move up, and the tip of the knife drew a line of blood on his body, stopping at his neck and pressing against his throat.

The relatively superficial large blood vessels here are the two carotid arteries, accompanied by veins of the same name. In the pictures that Cui Jing had seen, the common carotid artery here would divide upward into the internal carotid artery and the external carotid artery.

The common arteries supply the entire brain.

The premonition of danger sent a warning in his brain. Jiang Xunian let go of her lips and shook his head:

"you will not."

"I can."

Cui Jing was panting. Her lips seemed a little swollen, or maybe numb, and the blood supply to her lips was slow.

Jiang Xunian stopped provoking her. He looked at Cui Jing's chest and shoulders rising and falling like an innocent child, as if thinking about something. Whether it was the superficial pros and cons or the deeper weighing, she had many opportunities to stab the knife deeper into her body. She gave up.

At this moment, the knife was pressed against his neck, leaving a bloody mark, but it just kept pressing.

Jiang Xunian kept shaking his head in his heart, kept shaking his head... kept denying it.

It's the same for everyone, there's no difference.

The smarter a person is, the more cautious he is in his actions and the more he knows what is the best choice.

"You won't." He was sure.

Jiang Xunian heard the sound of glass breaking from the window, and a man with a sweet boyish appearance climbed in through the window. An unknown liquid splashed into his eyes, and Cui Jing's face lost its expression at some point, and blood spurted out of her face. Her eyes were neither cruel nor desperate, but just indifferent, like looking at a livestock with a fixed mindset.

The so-called animal husbandry refers to livestock, poultry and other animals that have been artificially raised and domesticated by humans.

My thinking has been fixed for a long time.

"Of course I will kill you."

Jiang Xunian heard Jie Jin's terrified cry.

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The man in the house's shout was suddenly interrupted before it could be heard.

"You look like a lamb being slaughtered."

With a sneer, the woman covered Zhang Ye's screaming lips, holding the knife handle firmly, and the blade stuck into the tapered hole of the cervical vertebra. The female Alpha was so strong that it was easy to separate the connection between the two vertebrae.

With a "thump" sound, something rolled onto the carpet.

There were broken ropes lying next to her, and deep marks on Fan Ci'en's wrists were visible. She broke the ropes on her hands. Her whole body was agitated by the drug, but she could still speak clearly:

"You should have expected this day to come. Those who betray me will die a miserable death. Since you have been running around for me and working like a slave for so many years, I will let you die a quick death."

Fan Ci'en kicked the headless body away and threw the knife on the carpet. She changed the knife from the drawer under the bed and walked out. The knife shone coldly. Upstairs, a middle-aged man and his young children were talking happily, and laughter came from the crack of the door.

She opened the door—

Dr. Liu’s words come to mind:

Can you control yourself?

can.

How do you feel about your father?

Her answer was the same from beginning to end: I have never had any feelings for my relatives.

She is a natural pervert.

everything is over.