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The man in black seemed quite satisfied with Wei Qian's response and said, "It looks like you're still somewhat honest. But tell me, if I hadn't held a knife to your throat, would you have ever come out? Just like ten years ago, when you lied to your parents, lied to the police, and lied to the judge."
"Wang Chao," he continued, "you see, people are inherently selfish creatures. They never speak words that could harm themselves. If you hadn't put a knife to her neck, she would never have come out in her entire life. She would act as if nothing had happened, continuing to live, go to school, work, and eventually marry and have children."
At this point, the man in black turned to Wei Qian again and asked, "When you get married, you certainly won't confess to your husband that you were once 'raped,' will you? You definitely won't. Look at how beautiful and young you are; how could you be a dirty person?"
Seeing this, Old Shao and the others finally understood why Lu Zhengye was so afraid when he received Wang Chao's call and why he feared taking responsibility for something he had never done. It was a kind of defense that could never be cleared even if he jumped into the Yellow River; it was a helplessness of being falsely accused by everyone.
"Look," the man in black continued, "you've grown up and become sensible. You know that Lu Zhengye is just a good-for-nothing. You've developed a liking for different types of boys and have other interests now. Your friends no longer think that motorcycle thugs are impressive; instead, they see them as non-mainstream fools. You've also forgotten that because of your momentary decision, Lu Zhengye suffered ten years of wrongful imprisonment."
At this moment, tears streamed down Wei Qian's face. She couldn't utter a word; tears just kept flowing from her eyes as she said, "I'm sorry; it's all my fault."
"Wrongdoings must be faced," the man in black said with a smile. "If it weren't for you, your father wouldn't have killed Lu Zhengye, and he wouldn't have been arrested by the police, facing execution. If it weren't for you, Wei Linghui wouldn't have found your mother's house and killed Wang Ziyi."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
Yuan Jun pointed at the television and exclaimed, "What does he mean? It wasn't Wang Chao who killed Wang Ziyi; it was Wei Linghui! What's going on here?"
Wei Demian smugly replied, "Once he learned that Lu Zhengye posed a threat to his family, a seed was planted in Wang Chao's heart. After his wife went missing, he would definitely seek out Lu Zhengye. And to find Lu Zhengye, he would look for those around him."
"And so what?" Yuan Jun retorted fiercely.
Wei Demian shrugged and continued, "So wherever Wang Chao has been, Wei Linghui will go there again. No matter what Wei Linghui does, it will all be pinned on Wang Chao. It was Wei Linghui who personally kidnapped Wei Qian; it was Wei Linghui who killed Wang Ziyi. You all have become my pawns."
"Especially during this time when Wang Chao's own foolishness and the bystanders' testimonies have helped me tremendously." Wei Demian clasped his hands behind his head and said casually, "When Wang Chao argued with Wang Ziyi and broke the glass cup, leaving behind his blood. And the female resident of the building just happened to see Wang Chao; everything was planned."
"How do you know all this?" Yuan Jun asked.
"Because you kept Wei Linghui close," Wei Demian replied with a smile. "So she told me everything."
Old Shao shook his head but remained silent because he knew he still had an ace up his sleeve.
"Then who imprisoned Wei Linghui?" Yuan Jun asked.
"How can you still not understand at this point?" Wei Demian seemed a bit angry as he pointed at Shao the Elder. "Are the police in your Public Security Bureau really this incompetent?"
Yuan Jun felt a surge of anger and wanted to grab Wei Demian by the collar, but Old Shao stopped him. "We should have known. From the very beginning, we should have suspected Wei Linghui. She has an obsessive love for Lu Zhengye, a kind of madness that surpasses reason. If she can't find Lu Zhengye, she will naturally turn to those around her."
Yuan Jun suddenly laughed and said, "But if that's the case, then Wang Chao isn't the murderer. This clears Wang Chao's name perfectly. We are all witnesses; we heard your words firsthand."
Old Shao sighed lightly. "If it were really that simple, then this game would be too easy."
Wei Demian praised, "Shaoshilin truly lives up to its name; the best part is yet to come."
Everyone turned their attention back to the television, where Wei Qian was still crying. She couldn't accept that her father was about to be executed and that her mother was already dead. She kept mumbling that it was impossible, but looking at her expression, it seemed she had already begun to believe it.
"This is all your fault," the man in black said fiercely. "Everything started with you, and it's best if it ends with you here. Do you realize your mistake?"
"I was wrong!" Wei Qian shouted, her face smeared with snot and tears.
"Since you realize your mistake," the man in black pulled out a dagger and pressed it against Wei Qian's neck. "Since you were wrong and caused so many deaths, you can only atone with your life. I will play a game with you shortly, but if you choose to atone now, then your older sister next to you can live."
The man in black grabbed Wei Qian's face and turned her towards Wang Chao. "Do you see that suffering man? The older sister next to you is his wife. If you're willing to die, I will kill you and let her go. So, are you ready to atone?"
The dagger slowly slid across Wei Qian's neck; its cold touch chilled her heart. She believed this man would kill her without hesitation. Yet, she didn't want to die. Even though she had caused so many deaths and it was her fault, she still didn't want to die.
"If you don't answer, I'll take it as a default acceptance," the man in black nodded and finally aimed the sharp blade at her neck.
"You have the guts to come at me!" Wang Chao shouted from behind the bulletproof glass. "Why are you targeting a girl?"
The man in black clapped his hands. "Wang Chao, I like this side of you. I've been observing you for half a year; you're actually the most interesting one—so straightforward and naive. Look at you now, saying such things for her sake. But as we continue, I find this game even more intriguing."
He then looked back at Wei Qian. "So how about you? Are you willing to atone?"
This time, the man in black thrust the blade toward Wei Qian's neck. She felt the cold tip pierce her skin; she knew this man intended to kill her.
"No! Please! I don’t want to die! I'm only twenty-five; there are so many things I haven't done yet! I don't want to die! Please! I can do anything for you; I just don’t want to die!" Wei Qian cried out desperately, pleading with the man in black for mercy.
"Really?" The man in black seemed quite pleased. "Are you really willing to do anything?"
"Yes!" Wei Qian nodded. "I'm willing to do anything."
The man in black sheathed his knife. "Since you're willing to do anything, let's play a game. It's actually quite simple. There are two of you here, and the rule of the game is that one person must die. It will either be you or her."
He walked over to another woman and pulled the bag off her head. Everyone looked, and indeed, the bound woman was Zhao Wenjing.
"Wife! Are you okay?" Wang Chao shouted from behind the glass.
The man in black tore the cloth from Zhao Wenjing's mouth. "Look, what a touching couple. It's wonderful; there are so many lovesick men and women in this world."
Zhao Wenjing cried out, "I'm fine, I'm fine. What about our daughter? Where is our daughter? Qingmei?"
The man in black gently caressed Zhao Wenjing's face. "Don't be afraid, don't be scared. I never harm children, especially a kind and innocent one. But who knows if she is truly kind? Perhaps we can play a game later."
"Damn it! If you dare touch my daughter, I'll make sure you suffer a thousand deaths," Wang Chao shouted.
"Is that so?" The man in black turned around. "Then I will certainly wait for that moment."
"Enough with the useless chatter," he said. "The game officially begins now."
Wei Demian chuckled as well. "Pay attention; things are going to get more exciting."
"Since it's a game, let's make it formal. I'll explain the rules," the man in black continued. "The rules are simple: one person must die here. I've made my choice; it will either be you or her. Now, let’s give Wei Qian a chance to choose. If the choice were yours, would you choose to die yourself or have the other person die?"
Wei Qian bit her lip, her body trembling slightly.
Everyone's hearts tightened along with Wei Qian's as they waited for her answer. Would she choose to die herself or hold onto her chance at life?
What would Wei Qian decide?
"You’re wasting time," the man in black said impatiently. "I’ll give you five counts to decide. You can choose to kill her or die yourself. If you don’t speak up after five counts, I’ll assume you’ve chosen to kill yourself and leave Zhao Wenjing alive."
"Five."
Wei Qian had no words.
"Four."
Wei Qian looked at Zhao Wenjing, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Three."
Wei Qian continued to bite her lip, shaking her head.
"Two."
The dagger of the man in black pressed against Wei Qian's neck.
"One!"
"I choose to kill her! Kill her! I want to live, I want to survive!"
Wei Qian shouted frantically.
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