novelraw Chapter 562 : Want to Take a Stab_
Chapter 562 : Want to Take a Stab_
Chapter 562: Want to Take a Stab?
Struggling on the floor inside the room, Song Mingjie tried to get up, but a foot stepped directly on his chest.
"Who... who are you?"
Glancing around, he saw two more people enter and close the door behind them.
Song Mingjie panicked, realizing these men weren't police.
Could it be that he had run into robbers in this rough neighborhood?
"Big brothers, I'm just a working man, I don't have much money on me."
"You'd better leave quickly, or I'll call the police soon."
Guo Shuai, with a bandage on his head, walked up smiling.
"Young Master Song, still acting? You're going to call the police? Go ahead and try."
Song Mingjie's expression changed instantly.
"Who... who are you?"
Guo Shuai patted Feng Pojun, signaling him to get up.
Guo Shuai crouched down and grabbed Song Mingjie's collar, pulling him up from the ground.
"You did a pretty good job with this. Almost succeeded. But unfortunately... you fell just a tiny bit short."
Hearing this, Song Mingjie's face turned pale.
"You... you're Chen Fan's people?"
Guo Shuai looked at him with a smile.
"Young Master Song, everyone's time is precious. Let's not waste it. I'll ask you one question, you answer honestly, and then we'll send you on your way peacefully, how's that?"
Song Mingjie's voice trembled with fear.
"What... what do you want to do?"
"This is an urban village, there are many people living around. If I shout, you won't be able to escape either!"
Guo Shuai laughed.
"Go ahead and shout. Try it."
"You think even if people gather around, I won't stab you to death?"
Song Mingjie was stunned, seemingly not expecting this guy to be so ruthless.
Slap!
Guo Shuai raised his hand and slapped him.
"If you don't dare to shout, then cooperate obediently."
"I ask, you answer. The car accident, did you arrange it yourself or was there someone else behind it?"
Song Mingjie's eyes changed, then returned to normal.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Seeing that playing weak had no effect, this guy suddenly regained his arrogant demeanor.
"I don't believe you dare to kill me here."
Guo Shuai laughed and picked up the switchblade from the ground.
"You don't believe it? I don't believe it either... but even if we don't kill you, we can still torture you a bit, right?"
"How about I give you ten chances, and every time you don't answer, I cut off one of your fingers?"
Song Mingjie's eyes flickered, obviously panicking, but still trying to hold on.
"I found someone to do it, it has nothing to do with anyone else. If you have the guts, just kill me."
At this moment, Feng Pojun suddenly spoke up.
"This guy is lying."
Guo Shuai smiled and tapped the knife on Song Mingjie's face.
"Actually, we don't care if there are other perpetrators or not, I'm just messing with you."
"Since you're so brave, insisting it was just you alone, then fine, I'll send you on your way."
He waved the knife in front of the other's eyes.
"Bear with it, it'll be over soon."
Sweat broke out on Song Mingjie's face. He held on for less than two minutes before immediately giving in.
"I'll talk, I'll talk... don't kill me."
Slap!
Guo Shuai slapped him again.
"You're such a coward! And here I thought you could hold out."
Song Mingjie lay on the ground crying and begging.
"Don't hit me, I'll tell you everything... Someone told me to do this..."
Then he explained what happened at the hospital that day.
"At first, I had no intention of getting revenge on Chen Fan, but that guy suddenly came to the hospital, said he wanted to cooperate, and that it was foolproof... That's why I did it."
"Do you know who that person is?" Guo Shuai asked.
Song Mingjie shook his head, "No... I don't know him. I only met him that one time."
"After that, we only contacted by phone, but... but I can be sure that guy was just doing a job too, he must have had a real boss behind him."
Guo Shuai and Feng Pojun exchanged glances, then Feng Pojun suddenly spoke.
"Do you have a photo of that person?"
"No... no."
"Describe his appearance."
"Okay... that day when he came to me, he was wearing a baseball cap..."
"Do you have his contact information?"
"Just one phone number, but it's already turned off when I called earlier."
Song Mingjie slumped on the ground, "That's all I know. Please let me go. I'll turn myself in, I'll go turn myself in, okay?"
Guo Shuai crouched down and patted his shoulder.
"Sigh, try to be a good person in your next life."
Song Mingjie suddenly looked up, his face filled with terror as his mouth gaped open.
But before he could speak, Guo Shuai's knife had already plunged into his abdomen.
Song Mingjie opened his mouth to cry out, but Guo Shuai quickly grabbed a towel from the bed and stuffed it into his mouth.
Song Mingjie struggled for a moment, then suddenly collapsed on the ground, his body starting to shake.
Guo Shuai looked up at Feng Pojun and Old Yang.
"You two want to take a stab?"
Feng Pojun looked at Guo Shuai with some surprise.
He didn't expect his boss's old classmate to be so decisive, taking action without any hesitation.
Stepping forward, he took the knife from Guo Shuai's hand and stabbed down at Song Mingjie on the ground.
Beside them, Old Yang watched this scene and couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile.
He understood that this was equivalent to a show of loyalty.
If he didn't take a stab today, he would lose everyone's absolute trust.
But if he did take a stab, there were benefits too. From now on, they would all be on the same side.
So Old Yang didn't think much and quickly chose the option most beneficial to himself.
He walked over and snatched the knife from Feng Pojun's hand, stabbing twice in succession...
"That's enough. He's dead."
Guo Shuai stood up and took a step back.
Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was equally nervous.
After all, it was his first time doing something like this.
"What do we do next?" Old Yang asked.
His specialty was investigation and tracking, he wasn't skilled in this kind of aftermath handling.
Guo Shuai grinned.
"You two don't need to worry about it, leave the rest to me."
"You can go back first."
Then he took out his phone and made a call.
"You guys come up."
Old Yang and Feng Pojun exchanged glances, and the two left first.
Before leaving, Feng Pojun picked up the phone from the ground.
Just as they exited the building, they saw several young men wearing hats quickly going upstairs carrying a large sack.
Sitting in the car, Old Yang and Feng Pojun didn't rush to leave.
Handing Feng Pojun a cigarette, Old Yang lit one for himself too.
No one spoke in the car, both silently smoking.
After a few minutes, those young men came out carrying a sack, threw it into a van, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Old Yang took a deep drag of his cigarette and coughed.
"Is this boss of yours... worth risking your life for like this?"
Feng Pojun didn't turn his head, just staring out the window. Only after watching Guo Shuai drive away did he slowly speak.
"If he treats me like a hero, I must repay him as a hero."
Old Yang chuckled.
"A successful man needs to possess goals, ambition, self-discipline, confidence, responsibility, integrity, ruthlessness, leadership... Your boss seems to have almost all these qualities."
"I have high hopes for his future achievements."
"Old Feng, I'm getting old too. I hope this last bet can bring me peace for the rest of my life."
Feng Pojun chuckled and extended his right hand.
"Congratulations! You've made an absolutely correct choice."