Chapter 864: Chapter 643: In a Place Without Sun or Light, You Endure Slowly
"Winner takes all, loser stands small. The shot you fired at my husband—I avenged him for it."
Wu Rong looked up at Su Xiaomeng...
Despite the sweat caused by the pain covering his whole body, when he saw Su Xiaomeng at this moment, he still managed a slight smirk,
"You should have killed me, wouldn’t that have been more satisfying? Su Xiaomeng, I was the one who killed your husband! Are you satisfied with just one shot?"
"How could I be satisfied with just one shot? Even if I cut you into pieces, it wouldn’t ease the hatred in my heart."
As Su Xiaomeng spoke, she continued to press hard on the gunshot wound on his shoulder with the ashtray.
"But dirtying my hands for someone like you—it’s not worth it."
"Wu Rong, there are still many days to come. In a place with no daylight, you should endure it slowly."
After speaking, Su Xiaomeng threw away the ashtray in her hand; by now, the transparent ashtray was already covered in blood.
The ashtray in Lu Ping’s living room belonged to Wu Yao; for so many years, no one in the house smoked, but neither mother nor son had the heart to throw it away.
Wu Rong looked at the ashtray on the ground; countless times, he wanted to secretly take it away and toss it while Lu Ping wasn’t looking!
"To the hospital!"
At Bai Sidong’s command, even though it wasn’t a fatal wound, if not treated promptly, the excessive bleeding from the gunshot could be deadly all the same.
Wu Rong’s life might not be extraordinary, but it wasn’t worth turning Su Xiaomeng into a murderer, especially since there were secrets known only to Wu Rong that Bai Sidong didn’t want to miss out on.
The police officers stationed in the hallway came in, and upon seeing the situation, they hurried to help lift Wu Rong.
Wu Rong’s gaze swept over the man holding Lu Ping tightly in his arms...
Even now, Wu Rong couldn’t accept that this man was his brother Wu Yao, whom he had framed to death all those years ago. It was just... unreal.
But what left Wu Rong speechless and surprised the most was still... Su Xiaomeng.
This woman—how many things had she done behind his back...
Just because she was Yin Shixiu’s woman, did that give her the power to control everything from heaven to earth?
When did she start interacting with Lu Ping and her son?
When did she connect with Wu Yao?
And through what means did the file containing all his crimes end up in Bai Sidong’s hands?
All this... was someone orchestrating it from behind?
But...
No matter how he racked his brains, Wu Rong couldn’t figure out from when this woman had quietly begun to ensnare him...
At his age, and as he said himself, throughout his life, he had met and interacted with so many people, yet there were few who truly made him feel difficult to deal with.
The only person who made him feel a twinge of fear was just that one person.
That person was different from Shi Shengde. Shi Shengde had too many flaws, and each was a weakness that Wu Rong could exploit.
So Shi Shengde was easy to manipulate.
But that person would never be controlled by anyone.
Wu Rong knew this, which is why he wanted to eliminate him!
He was already dead, his body blown to pieces, the one person who truly scared him was gone.
Yet in just over three months...
He felt that fear again.
Wasn’t all of this like a setup? A carefully crafted trap...
How could Su Xiaomeng alone accomplish all this...
Wu Rong couldn’t accept being outwitted by such a young woman, ruining the wisdom of his lifetime...
The wound throbbed, the pain turning into numbness, and his consciousness grew increasingly fuzzy.
When he was carried onto the ambulance, Wu Rong retained a sliver of consciousness, and it was this sliver that suddenly brought back what Su Xiaomeng said earlier...
Suddenly, his whole self came back to life, his eyes widened in shock, his facial features twisted together in terror!
The medical staff inspecting his wound were startled by his sudden and intense emotional transformation!
"He... he..."
Wu Rong mumbled, but eventually passed out from the blood loss.
"The shot you fired at my husband—I avenged him for it."
Su Xiaomeng... how did she know he fired that shot at Yin Shixiu...
At that time, the only ones present were Shi Shengde, him, and Yin Shixiu. Shi Shengde was already dead...
How could she know...
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Lu Ping’s home was truly a mess at this moment.
Wu Yao holding his wife tightly, wanted to take her to the hospital to treat the wound on her neck, but Lu Ping just wouldn’t let go, crying uncontrollably with grief.
Seeing this, Bai Sidong didn’t take the initiative to speak with Lu Ping or Wu Yao.
Wu Yu sat blankly to one side, not exactly dazed, just sitting with his hands clasped together.
This child was clearly scared out of his wits as well.
Bai Sidong ordered his subordinates to wrap up.
Su Xiaomeng leaned against the table nearby, her expression solemn, not looking good.
Bai Sidong glanced at her, then walked over,
"You... have you fired a gun before?"
Su Xiaomeng shook her head, "No."
"Meng Meng, the first time your uncle shot someone, his hands were shaking..."
Bai Sidong murmured, not really expressing anything, just stating a fact.
He patted Su Xiaomeng’s shoulder,
"He won’t die from this, you shot in a spot that isn’t fatal, but whether he’ll be able to keep that arm depends till treatment, which should be fine if timely."
"Uncle, I’m not scared at all."
"..."
Su Xiaomeng looked up at him,
"That shot didn’t take his life, I’m not scared, even if it had killed him, I wouldn’t be scared."
"..."
Bai Sidong felt a chill.
"Uncle, the terrorist attack I experienced in London was far more brutal and terrifying than today’s scene. At that time, I calmed down, let alone now?"
"..."
"One reason I shot was indeed due to my hatred, wanting to avenge Shixiu, but the other half was... rescuing the hostages was the primary task. There was no benefit to dragging things on."
She spoke calmly, and Bai Sidong couldn’t dispute whether there was any force or disguise in her words.
Xiao Meng had already changed drastically from the first time he met her in Beijing.
As Su Xiaomeng said, she had experienced the terrorist attack in London; what’s a single gunshot to be afraid of?
At this moment, Bai Sidong felt that his earlier worry had been too frivolous, making him seem a little ignorant of the world.
He still treated Xiao Meng as innocent and naive... he feared she’d have a psychological shadow because of this incident.
But actually...
This child’s heart was already scarred.
Su Xiaomeng took a shallow breath and said to Bai Sidong,
"Actually, I didn’t expect Uncle’s speed to be so fast; I thought it would take some time from presenting the evidence to getting the arrest warrant."
"Don’t underestimate your uncle’s capabilities."
Bai Sidong chuckled, rubbing Su Xiaomeng’s hair with his big hand,
"Indeed, even though Uncle has dealt with many kidnapping cases, with situations more dire than today, I’ve never seen anyone as brave as you... um... a civilian?"
Su Xiaomeng suddenly laughed a little,
"I’ll take it as you praising me, Uncle."
"Of course I’m praising you,"
Bai Sidong quickly added.
"Oh, right, Uncle, please don’t tell my mom too much about today’s events. I fear she’d worry."
"Don’t worry, Uncle knows."
Su Xiaomeng replied, then glanced at Lu Ping’s couple not far away and Wu Yu sitting on the side.
"Then can Wu Yao reclaim his name?"
"He has to come back to the station with me. A person resurrecting from the dead is no big deal, but the charge of betrayal still hangs from fifteen years ago, so..."
Bai Sidong pursed his lips, knowing no matter how reluctant Lu Ping was to part.
This family was yet to unite completely.
Anyway, Wu Rong’s arrest was something to be thankful for.
"Then Uncle, I’ll take my leave, and if the police need my cooperation, I’ll..."
"Wait a minute, Meng Meng."
"Huh?"
Su Xiaomeng looked at Bai Sidong...
"Your words to Wu Rong earlier... maybe it’s Uncle’s professional habit, but there’s a point I’m very curious about."
"..."
"How did you know... Wu Rong shot Yin Shixiu?"
