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Everyone stared in shock at the blood-soaked man.
Mo Li was quickly pushed into the operating room for surgery.
Sitting outside the operating room, Ji Yan buried his head in his hands, tugging at his hair.
He felt both worried and frustrated, constantly blaming himself.
"Damn it, I always thought that Ni Laohai was targeting me, but I never expected he wanted Mo Li's life."
If he had thought of this earlier, Mo Li wouldn't have been shot.
It's all his fault.
Even when he was outside City A and received a call from Jia Yiming, he found it strange.
Normally, Ni Laohai wouldn't dare to challenge him unless he had absolute confidence.
Even if it was a challenge, it would be a full-scale war; he wouldn't just target him alone.
Ni Laohai should have realized that if he killed him, his subordinates would seek revenge.
Even if it meant mutual destruction, they would kill Ni Laohai to avenge themselves.
It turned out that Ni Laohai was targeting Mo Li.
In the Jinshang community, when Jia Yiming mentioned canceling the wedding, he suddenly realized this point.
Unfortunately, it was just a bit too late.
If only he had thought of it sooner and stopped Mo Li from opening the car door.
He couldn't bear to imagine what would happen if something were to happen to Mo Li.
Ji Yan sat helplessly outside the operating room, feeling an unprecedented sense of helplessness.
Even when he was bullied by older kids in the orphanage, he had never felt this helpless.
Time passed more slowly than ever before, as if a century had gone by, and the door to the operating room remained tightly shut, refusing to open.
Ji Yan anxiously stared at the door, feeling torn inside.
He both hoped for the door to open quickly and feared it at the same time.
He was afraid of hearing bad news that he did not want to hear.
Beside him, Jia Yiming was on the phone.
"The murderer has been caught by the police? That's great."
"The murderer shot and killed someone else, then committed suicide? Why?"
"What? The murderer is a mentally unstable vagrant who shot people due to his insanity?"
Jia Yiming hung up the phone, saying bitterly, "It's too dark; we can't find any evidence against him."
Ji Yan let out a faint cold laugh.
"The price he paid is quite high. Who is supporting him from behind?"
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