Chapter 699: Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, they are all ruthless people

Guo Xiaona knew very well that after her ex-husband Wang Dayong was brutally murdered, she was now in extreme danger.

She gasped, used her hands and feet to hurriedly get up from the ground, and instinctively looked around the hospital corridor.

Those patients' family members who were originally walking in the corridor were now like suspicious persons in Guo Xiaona's eyes. Every eye contact and every unintentional approach made her nervous.

It seems that everyone who approaches her can threaten her life at any time.

So, after taking a last look at her daughter's body through the door and window of the postoperative intensive care unit, Guo Xiaona suppressed her inner grief and fear, and hurriedly left the hospital with staggering steps.

She trotted to the side of the street, raised her hand to stop a taxi, and gave her home address in a trembling voice.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Guo Xiaona remained highly alert, observing the surrounding vehicles and pedestrians through the window from time to time, with her hands tightly grasping the corners of her clothes. Zhou Shen was trembling with fear.

An ominous premonition came to Guo Xiaona's heart.

Her ex-husband was brutally murdered and her daughter left her forever. It seemed as if Guo Xiaona was the only one left in the world, completely enveloped by fear and helplessness.

As soon as she got home, Guo Xiaona rushed into the bedroom, frantically rummaged out the suitcase, and stuffed all her clothes and documents into it.

Her movements were flustered and hurried. The sound of gunfire that silenced Wang Dayong kept appearing in her mind, and her heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to burst through her chest.

Just as Guo Xiaona was hurriedly packing her luggage, the security door of her house was opened with a "click" from the outside.

When Guo Xiaona heard the voice, her heart skipped a beat, and the movements of her hands suddenly stopped. Her heartbeat instantly reached its peak.

Although Guo Xiaona had not seen who broke into her house, she had already anticipated that the outcome she would face would not be much better than that of her ex-husband Wang Dayong who was brutally murdered.

Guo Xiaona's breathing was rapid and heavy, her eyes were filled with fear as she stared at the bedroom door, her hands and feet were cold, and she didn't even have the strength to escape.

As hurried footsteps got closer, a killer appeared at the bedroom door.

Guo Xiaona looked closely and saw a tall and burly man wearing a black baseball cap and a mask, with a very cold look in his eyes.

"You...what do you want to do?" Guo Xiaona's voice trembled and she cried.

The killer did not answer, but approached her step by step, and every step seemed to step on Guo Xiaona's heart.

In extreme fear, Guo Xiaona suddenly burst out with strength. She turned and rushed to the window, trying to call for help.

Upon seeing this, the killer rushed forward, grabbed her arm, and firmly controlled Guo Xiaona's body, making it useless no matter how hard she struggled.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I... I don't know anything..." Guo Xiaona cried and begged for mercy, her voice full of despair.

The man still didn't say anything, but took out a syringe from his pocket, the transparent liquid inside flickering in the dim light.

Guo Xiaona looked at the syringe and struggled desperately, but the killer was too strong and she couldn't break free at all.

The killer held Guo Xiaona roughly and slowly injected the liquid in the syringe into her body.

Not long after, Guo Xiaona's consciousness began to blur. She felt her body getting heavier and her eyelids getting heavier.

In the last moment before losing consciousness, Guo Xiaona's mind flashed with her daughter's innocent smiling face and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

The killer stood beside Guo Xiaona's body, his eyes cold and resolute.

He bent down and gently inserted the syringe into Guo Xiaona's bloodless hand. The drugs remaining in the syringe were the key prop in this fake drama.

He was very skilled in bending Guo Xiaona's fingers to make it look like she had died of an overdose by self-injecting drugs.

Next, the killer began to fake the scene.

He first put the clothes packed in Guo Xiaona's suitcase back into the closet.

Afterwards, he opened the cabinet and put Guo Xiaona's identity documents and various daily necessities back in their original places. Every movement was meticulous and there was no panic at all.

The killer checked Guo Xiaona's cell phone call records and text messages, knowing that any small detail could become a clue to expose the truth.

The killer's eyes were like a scanner, constantly scanning every corner of the room to make sure nothing was missed.

After doing all this, the killer looked around again. There were almost no flaws or loopholes in the entire murder scene, as if this was just an ordinary room where a drug addict committed suicide due to a drug addiction.

The killer took a last look at Guo Xiaona's body which was still wet. There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only the indifference of having completed the mission.

Immediately afterwards, the killer quickly left Guo Xiaona's house and gently closed the door. His movements were so slow that no sound was made.

While fleeing the crime scene, he took off his shoe covers and gloves and stuffed them into a black plastic bag he was carrying.

The killer's steps were steady and firm, without showing any panic at all. He just pulled his baseball cap down, took out a photo of Chu Yiren from his pocket and looked at it, as if Chu Yiren was his next target of assassination.

Soon, the killer blended into the crowd and disappeared as if he had never been there.

The streets were still busy with cars and pedestrians, and no one would notice the crime that had just happened in that house.

At noon that day.

A rapid phone ring broke out in the Truman Group conference room, and the screen of the special affairs department manager's phone lit up, showing that it was a call from a Truman Group investigator.

He quickly pressed the answer button. On the other end of the phone, the investigator from Chuchu Group spoke in an anxious and nervous voice, quickly reporting that Wang Feifei had a sudden acute rejection reaction and died despite rescue efforts.

Before he could recover, his subordinates reported that Guo Xiaona had died of a drug overdose at home and the police were investigating the scene.

The manager of the Special Affairs Department listened with a frown on his face and a serious look in his eyes. He responded with an "um" from time to time and quickly wrote down the key information in his notebook.

After hanging up the phone, the manager slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Yiren who was sitting across the conference table.

He cleared his throat and in a low and serious voice, reported the news he had just learned from the investigators to the group's chairman Chu Yiren truthfully.

As he spoke, Chu Yiren's face gradually became gloomy, and the atmosphere in the conference room became more and more depressing, as if shrouded by an invisible haze.

After hearing this, Chu Yiren frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "How is this possible? Guo Xiaona, as a mother, ran home to inject drugs right after her daughter died in the hospital?"

"And he died accidentally from a drug overdose? Isn't that a bit far-fetched?"

The manager of the Special Investigations Department shrugged and said, "It's a bit far-fetched, but Guo Xiaona has a history of drug abuse and was even sent to a drug rehabilitation center by her parents for forced detoxification twice."

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"The police found a lot of old drug paraphernalia in her home, and judging from the surface evidence, it seems to make sense."

"Of course, the final determination of Guo Xiaona's death will be based on the police investigation."

Chu Yiren took a deep breath after hearing this. Her sixth sense told her that things would not be that simple. She always felt that there seemed to be a dark hand controlling everything.

But she couldn't find any evidence, which made Chu Yiren a little anxious and she became very unhappy.

Lin Lang, who was sitting at the conference table, heard that the wife and daughter of the gambling driver Yong had passed away one after another. He could guess without the system's prompt that the driver who had fled must be in danger.

It seems that the shrewd Zhao Qiankun is no ordinary person.

The atmosphere in the conference room was like a late winter night, cold and depressing.

Lin Lang looked at Chu Yiren quietly. Her once radiant face was now haggard and her expression was filled with deep sadness.

But even so, Chu Yiren still straightened her back, pretending to be strong and trying to maintain her usual dignity and composure.

But Lin Lang knew Chu Yiren too well. Her slightly trembling shoulders and the unconcealed sadness in her eyes revealed her inner fragility.

Lin Lang, eyes full of distress, sighed softly, breaking the suffocating atmosphere, his voice was gentle and full of concern.

"Wife, it's already past noon, let's go eat something." His tone was warm and comforting.

Chu Yiren slowly turned her head and glanced at Lin Lang with soft and tired eyes, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm not hungry."

Her voice was as light as catkins in the wind and could drift away at any time.

Lin Lang knew in his heart that under such circumstances, no matter how hard he tried to persuade Chu Yiren to have dinner, she would never go.

So Lin Lang suddenly had an idea and told a white lie: "Wife, you are not hungry, but I haven't had breakfast this morning. Now my stomach is growling and I am so hungry. Can you accompany me to eat something?"

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Yiren with expectant eyes, like a child longing for the company of an adult.

When the relationship between needing and being needed changed, Chu Yiren looked at Lin Lang with a trace of heartache in her eyes. She was reluctant to let her man go hungry.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Yiren slowly stood up. Although her voice was still a little low, it was gentle and could not be refused. She ordered: "Everyone go eat something."

Everyone was originally immersed in this depressing atmosphere. After hearing Chu Yiren's words, they stood up as if they had been pardoned. They replied in unison and respectfully, "Yes, Boss."

Then, Chu Yiren took Lin Lang's arm and slowly left the group meeting room under the gaze of everyone.

After the chaebol couple left, the heavy atmosphere in the depressing conference room seemed to fade a little.

After leaving the meeting room, Chu Yiren suppressed her sadness and asked, "Hubby, what do you want to eat?"

As Lin Lang walked, he replied, "Wife, I know you can't eat anything, but I want you to eat with me, so I'll borrow the kitchen in your company's cafeteria and cook two bowls of my mother's plain noodles. Can we eat a little?"

Chu Yiren was touched after hearing this. She knew that Lin Lang wanted to coax her to eat something, so she responded with red eyes: "Okay."