klisemfg Chapter 1415 She protected her best friend with her life.
Chapter 1415 She protected her best friend with her life.
Wang Yuming looked closely and realized it was Chen Xijiu. He quickly smiled, stood at attention, and saluted.
"Inspector Chan, what are you doing here?"
Chen Xijiu said with a smile.
"Does the Peninsula Hotel's restroom smell good, Mr. Matsumoto Ichiro?"
……
The next morning, all the newspapers in Hong Kong were filled with headlines about Huo Jiali standing at the very front, followed by a row of fully armed special police officers wearing helmets and bulletproof vests, and behind them were boxes of flour.
Police seized a drug smuggling operation yesterday, seizing 60 kilograms of drugs. This is the largest drug smuggling case since the city was established. Police will offer a reward of HK$300,000 to Mr. Qu, a citizen who provided the tip.
The public is currently most concerned about two figures: sixty kilograms of flour, worth tens of millions, and a reward of 300,000 for providing clues. Keep in mind that a 100-square-foot Western-style house only costs 40,000 Hong Kong dollars these days.
This put the police under immense pressure, and even drug addicts joined in. Some, driven to desperation, bought flour and immediately reported the flour stall, putting Hong Kong's four major families in a precarious situation.
Inside the detention center's visiting room, Tornado, wearing handcuffs and shackles, closed his eyes and spoke to his lawyer.
"No need to bother. The evidence is irrefutable, there's no point in fighting this case. Go back and tell my sister to change her surname back to Nan, marry Li Cunxiao, and leave a lineage for my Nan family."
The lawyer looked through his glasses at the tornado, then at the guard standing not far behind him, and said in a low voice.
"You'll be in court in three days. Be careful when passing through Lockhart Road in Wan Chai."
Tornado was taken aback, then overjoyed. His sister was planning a prison break. He felt a glimmer of hope appear before him and nodded gently.
The lawyer stood up and spoke loudly.
"Mr. Long, don't be discouraged, the lawsuit might still be winnable,"
The tornado replied knowingly.
"It's all up to you, Quan. By the way, Qu Zixiong owes me some things. Get them back to me with interest."
The lawyer smiled and nodded.
"Okay, Mr. Long."
……
Qu Zixiong was furious, cursing the police for being too insidious. Little did he know that the most enthusiastic citizen, Qu Moumou, was a gift from Huo Jiali. Huo Jiali had once sworn that anyone involved in the death of Wang Yan's family would pay the price.
There is no evidence that Qu Zixiong was involved, but the lack of evidence does not mean he did not do it; this is retribution.
The next day, three wooden frames with nooses were erected in the Stanley Prison square. When the prisoners came out for their exercise, the sight of these frames made them tremble. The death penalty, which had been suspended for several years, was finally about to be reinstated.
Inside the reception room, Qu Tingting stared blankly at Huo Jiali sitting opposite her. She looked Huo Jiali up and down; Huo Jiali was dressed in a green uniform and looked dashing.
"What's wrong, Madam? Want to show off to me?"
Huo Jiali coldly tossed out a stack of photos. Qu Tingting glanced at them, her expression changing drastically. Her hands, still handcuffed, clutched the photos tightly.
The photo showed her villa burned down, along with rows of corpses whose faces were still vaguely discernible. Qu Tingting's hand trembled as she gripped the photo; her last hope had been shattered.
“Last night, a group of thugs broke into your house, and this is how it ended. By the time the police arrived, the thugs had already fled. Qu Tingting, do you think this is called retribution?”
Your father ordered Wang Yan's parents and younger brother to be thrown into the sea, leaving no survivors. This time, your entire family of thirteen will meet again in the underworld.
Oh, by the way, since we were classmates, I pulled some strings. You were supposed to be executed the day after tomorrow, but I was worried your families would be getting impatient waiting down there, so…”
Huo Jiali raised her hand to look at her exquisite wristwatch and continued speaking.
"Fifteen minutes later, you, Meng Zigui, and that great villain Ding Xie will be executed by having your heads ringed. Oh, no need to thank me. I've ordered them to cancel your breakfast. Don't die full; you'll get a taste of hunger too."
Qu Tingting's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Huo Jiali, utterly dumbfounded. She never imagined that she only had fifteen minutes left to live. Suddenly, she screamed desperately.
"Huo Jiali, please help me. I know you can do it. Please let me go. I'll do anything as long as you let me live."
Huo Jiali looked at her calmly for a while before speaking.
"Yan Yan is such a good girl, why did you ruin her? She begged you for forgiveness before, did you spare her?"
Qu Tingting, Heaven has eyes; retribution is inevitable, it's just not the right time yet.
"By the way, since you and your family have no relatives left, your body must be cremated and then scattered into the sea. I heard from a monk that this will condemn you to eternal damnation, preventing you from ever being reborn."
Qu Tingting trembled all over, her eyes turned frantic, and she shouted loudly.
"You crazy woman, I should have killed you too! You ask me why I ruined Wang Yan? It's simple: whoever is prettier than me, I'll kill. You were supposed to be next anyway."
But when Wang Yan heard that we were going to continue targeting you, she went crazy and tried to sue us, so I slashed her face and had Meng Zigui throw her off the building.
"I never imagined I'd save your life like this. It's karma, karma indeed!"
Huo Jiali was stunned. So this was the truth behind Wang Yan's death. After Meng Zigui and his gang raped Wang Yan, they didn't intend to kill her. But Qu Tingting told Meng Zigui that Huo Jiali would be next.
Wang Yan then went crazy and tried to call the police, sacrificing her life to protect Huo Jiali.
Tears streamed down Huo Jiali's face. She and Wang Yan were actually quite similar in personality; one would protect her friend with her life, and the other would spend her entire life avenging her...
Fifteen minutes later, Huo Jiali looked at the executioner, covered Qu Tingting's mouth, and put the noose around her neck. Qu Tingting's hands and feet were bound, but she struggled desperately.
A priest stepped forward to offer her a prayer of confession, but Huo Jiali waved her hand forcefully, and two prison guards came forward and dragged the priest away. Regardless of whether it was superstition or not, Huo Jiali would not give these three people any chance of redemption.
When the barrier beneath her feet cracked, the executioner slammed her down, and with a snap, Qu Tingting died instantly.
Next was Meng Zigui. He watched the entire execution of Qu Tingting, and he could no longer keep his legs together. He was so terrified that he soiled himself, and everyone present covered their mouths and noses.
The warden approached Huo Jiali in a fawning manner and whispered something.
“Madam, over three days, Meng Zigui served a total of forty-five male prisoners, which is why he couldn’t hold in the excrement.”
Huo Jiali waved her hand dismissively.
"You should resign yourself, so that all the embezzled funds can be turned over, and you will not be held criminally liable for this matter."
The warden was overjoyed and said repeatedly.
"Thank you, Madam, for your kindness."
The warden ran out like a dog. Huo Jiali watched his retreating figure, sneered, and said indifferently.
"I've spared you, and I hope the prisoners you've bullied will spare you too."