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Rescue
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At midnight, the piercing sound of the phone shattered the silence. On the other end, the police coldly informed me that my family had been in an accident on the Expressway.
I thought it was a scam and scoffed at the idea; he shouldn’t have died like this. Yet, a sense of unease settled in my heart.
Scrolling through videos of the accident on the Expressway, I saw my father's car crushed, resembling a zip file. A wave of guilt washed over me; taking someone else's life was truly a sin.
When I arrived at the scene and looked at the mangled body, I trembled as I removed my father's ring from his hand—the one that should have belonged to my mother. Tears fell, but deep inside, a bittersweet sense of relief surged within me.
The insurance company initially estimated the compensation to exceed ten million. I numbly handled the aftermath, and the future seemed within reach.
A few days later, I received a call from the insurance company. There was new progress in the case; the police suspected it was murder, and compensation was temporarily halted.
I feigned calmness as I replied, “Uh-huh, okay.”
After hanging up, my hands trembled uncontrollably. They couldn’t possibly find out…
A chilling fear spread from my head to my toes as I frantically recalled everything from their last moments: Millet Porridge, Pan-Fried Dumplings, Fried Egg, and my “breakfast” with added ingredients…
I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. My trembling fingers swiped across the screen as I deleted all chat records that could expose me, even emptying the recycle bin.
The pharmacy shopping records and delivery information—every trace had been wiped clean.
After doing all this, I slumped into a chair, my back soaked with cold sweat.
Outside, the hazy glow of streetlights enveloped the city like a giant web, trapping me within it as well.
I dialed Duan Peng’s number, striving to keep my voice steady: “Hello, Duan Peng, how’s it going with the insurance? Any news?”
On the other end, Duan Peng’s slightly hoarse voice came through: “Sis, don’t worry; I’ve been pushing for it. This case is a bit complicated; the police are still investigating, so the compensation is temporarily frozen.”
He paused for a moment, seemingly choosing his words carefully. “But don’t worry; I’ve already taken care of some connections; we should be able to get the money soon.”
Furrowing my brows, I unconsciously tapped my fingers on the table: “As soon as possible; I need the money urgently.” My voice involuntarily rose a few pitches, revealing some impatience.
“Got it, got it,” Duan Peng quickly replied. “I’ll go to the insurance company again today and make sure to give you an answer soon.”
After hanging up, I still felt restless.
Duan Peng’s tone made me uneasy; he seemed to be hiding something. I got up and walked to the window, gazing at the bustling street below while lost in thought.
Then he dialed Li Feng’s number: “Brother Feng, Zhang Yue has been pushing for updates; I'm afraid she…”
Li Feng’s icy voice came through on the other end: “Afraid of what? It’s already happened; can she turn things around? Keep her steady; I'll think of something on my end.”
"Brother Feng, I feel like this situation is a bit precarious. It seems the police have found some clues, and I'm worried..." Duan Peng's voice grew quieter, clearly filled with fear.
"Stop scaring yourself!" Li Feng interrupted him sharply. "Tomorrow night at eight, same place. We'll discuss our strategy in person." With that, he hung up the phone.
The night in Urban Village was dimly lit by streetlights that cast weak glows, creating shadowy outlines of the surrounding buildings. The air was thick with a damp and rotten smell that made one feel nauseous. Duan Peng tightened his coat around him and cautiously looked around. Before coming here, he had deliberately taken a few detours to ensure he wasn't being followed.
In the distance, a tall figure slowly approached—it was Li Feng. He walked up to Duan Peng, his gaze cold: "You've been too careless lately. Has there been any movement from Zhang Yue?"
Duan Peng rubbed his hands together nervously and replied, "She's been pushing me for updates. I'm worried she might..."
"Worried about what?" Li Feng interrupted him, impatience creeping into his tone.
"Worried she might report us, or..." Duan Peng stammered.
Li Feng let out a cold laugh, pulled a dagger from his pocket, and with a flash of cold steel, plunged it deep into Duan Peng's abdomen. Duan Peng's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Li Feng, letting out a painful groan before slowly collapsing to the ground.
Li Feng expressionlessly withdrew the dagger, wiped it on Duan Peng's clothes, and then dragged the body into a nearby ruin. After finishing this grim task, he dialed Lu Zhi's number: "Hello, the problem has been dealt with. Delete all information related to me and destroy your SIM card."
On the other end of the line, Lu Zhi was terrified: "You... you killed him?"
"Stop talking nonsense and do as I say!" Li Feng snapped before hanging up.
Lu Zhi trembled as she followed Li Feng's instructions, deleting all information before snapping her SIM card in half and flushing it down the toilet. She collapsed onto the floor, feeling utterly powerless, her mind blank.
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