Go To Your Death Chapter 20

torture

Mu Huacheng walked in, and his first glance glanced at Lin Jin’s bloody hands, then glanced at the corner and saw Liu Yun huddled there, shaking like a sieve.

He didn’t step forward immediately, but just glanced at Chen Jin behind him.

Chen Jin understood, and immediately led a few people into the quiet room quietly, dragging out Zhou Hongbing, who was still grunting and looking in pain, and Liu Yun, who was sobbing and shaking in a low voice.

Chen Jin knew that he should leave enough space for them at this time.

So I closed the heavy door again, and no sound could be heard from outside.

There were only two of them left in the quiet room, one behind the other, no one spoke, and the air was as cold as ice.

Lin Jinyao still had his back to the door, his head lowered, and blood hit the ground drop by drop, splattering like blood flowers.His shoulders were shaking slightly, and his suppressed crying was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Mu Huacheng slowly approached him without saying anything. He just took out a clean silk handkerchief from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it to Lin Jinyao.

Lin Jin didn’t look back, nor did he take the handkerchief.

The air was frozen for a while. Lin Jin suddenly turned around and stared at Mu Huacheng with a pair of red eyes. His tears were full of hatred and despair, and his voice was broken into pieces: “You have guessed it a long time ago… right? If you let me ask, you already knew it would be like this!”

Mu Huacheng looked at him calmly, neither admitting nor denying.

“She’s pregnant… They threatened her with me and Zhou Xu’an…” Lin Jinyao said every word as if he was vomiting from his throat, “It’s because of this that she…”

“Whose child is it?” Mu Huacheng asked.

At this time, he only cared about this.

Lin Jin wanted to sneer: “Mr. Mu is so smart that he can find out that I am her boyfriend. How can he not know who the child is? Isn’t it obvious?”

Mu Huacheng seemed to know that he was speaking angrily, and his tone was very firm, “It should be Zhou Xu’an’s!”

Lin Jin is going to be silent…

“Zhou Xubai likes Zhou Xu’an, but he and you are boyfriend and girlfriend. You have been helping her.”

“As expected of…Mr. Mu!” After saying this, Lin Jin could no longer hold on and his body went limp and slid down.

Mu Huacheng stretched out his hand to support him and half held him in his arms.”I’m here, so you don’t have to be so strong.”

Lin Jinyao’s face was buried in his shoulder, suppressed like a wounded animal, and his sobs finally broke out, crying loudly.

Mu Huacheng didn’t say anything, just hugged her like this.Using the hand holding the handkerchief, he carefully wrapped Lin Jin’s bloody fist that was still tightly clenched.

The soft silk handkerchief wrapped around the wound slowly became red with blood.

Mu Huacheng’s other hand gently patted Lin Jinyao’s back, as gently as coaxing a child.

“Ah Yao, it’s not your fault.” For a long time, Mu Huacheng’s deep voice sounded in Lin Jinyao’s ears. It was stiff, but somehow comforting, “They should pay the price, and none of them can escape.”

Lin Jinyao’s crying gradually subsided, leaving only uncontrollable trembling and choking.

Mu Huacheng helped him up and leaned against the wall. He then carefully bandaged the wound on his hand and tied it with a knot.

After doing this, Mu Huacheng looked at Lin Jin’s vacant eyes and said, “The lawyers are ready. The liquidation and takeover of the Zhou family’s property will begin tomorrow morning. Legally, they will get the justice they deserve. As for the rest…”

He paused and a cold light flashed in his eyes, “The sea in Xiling Island is very deep and winter is very cold.”

He understood the implication of Mu Huacheng’s words.

Lin Jin slowly raised his head, with tears still hanging on his face, but the pain and confusion in his eyes were gradually being replaced by a cold hatred.

He pushed away Mu Huacheng’s supporting hand and stood up on his own.

His face was still pale and his body was still a little swaying, but his eyes were completely different.

Lin Jin’s voice was hoarse, but it was unusually calm, so quiet that it made people’s hearts chill, “I want to handle it myself.”

Mu Huacheng looked at him and did not agree immediately.After a few seconds, he nodded slightly: “Okay.”

He turned and walked toward the door, “Follow me.”

Without any hesitation, Lin Jin stepped forward to follow the tall, cold figure.

The blood-stained handkerchief slipped from his hand and fell silently to the cold ground. He didn’t even look at it.

The light in the corridor stretched the shadows of the two people long and cast them on the ground, extending forward silently.

Mu Huacheng’s steps were steady and decisive, Lin Jin had to follow him one step further, keeping an appropriate distance.

Mu Huacheng took Lin Jin through a hidden side corridor, took an elevator that required special permissions, and went all the way down.

When the elevator door opened again, a stream of disinfectant mixed with air-conditioning hit my face. It was much worse than the smell in the hospital.

The corridor in front of me is brightly lit, but extremely quiet. The walls are made of cold metal, which is completely different from the luxurious style upstairs.

There were a few people in white coats standing around, including Seven.

This is the “medical retreat area” on Xiling Island that is never open to the public, or in other words, it is the forbidden area where the Mu family handles special affairs.

In front of the metal door.Two expressionless guards in dark uniforms stood aside. When they saw Mu Huacheng, they immediately bowed silently and opened the door neatly.

Behind the door is an observation room.

A huge one-way glass wall separated the other side, which was arranged like a simple ward, but with many restraint devices and high-end instruments.

Zhou Hongbing was fixed on the medical bed in the center of the room. The wound on his thigh was simply wrapped, and blood was still seeping out, staining the sheets red.

His face was gray, his eyes were distracted, and he was muttering something unconsciously.

Liu Yun was tied to a chair by the wall, her hair was disheveled, and her expensive dress was wrinkled. She didn’t cry anymore, she just stared at the air with her eyes wide open, trembling all over.

Mu Huacheng walked to the glass and spoke. His voice sounded clear and cold in the empty observation room, “The legal process will go away, and their reputation will be ruined. If nothing happens, they should stay in prison for a lifetime, or even longer. But I think that’s not enough for you, right?”

Lin Jin was about to stand next to him, and his eyes fell on Zhou Hongbing and Liu Yun, as if looking at two rotting corpses.

“Far from enough.” Lin Jinyao’s voice was frighteningly calm.

Mu Huacheng tilted his head slightly, with a smile on his lips, “What do you want to do?”

Lin Jinyao’s eyes did not leave the side of the glass. He slowly raised his injured hand, “Don’t they like to use threats and fear to force people to go to a dead end?” He paused, and every word seemed to be frozen. “Then let them taste the taste of being bitten by despair bit by bit.”

The corners of Mu Huacheng’s mouth moved invisibly. This time it was not a smile, but a coldness that was almost appreciative.

“Seven.” He called into the air.

From the shadows in the corner of the observation room, Seven walked out quietly, as if he had been there all along.Holding a tablet in hand.

“Master Lin, Mr. Mu.” Seven nodded slightly, “The equity transfer agreement for the Zhou family’s core industry and the mortgage documents for all real estate under their names are ready. All that is left is their biometric signatures and fingerprints for confirmation.”

Lin Jin wanted to look at Mu Huacheng.

Mu Huacheng’s tone was calm, “Letting them sign the legal documents about losing everything is the first step.” He looked at Lin Jinyao, “Will this make you feel better?”

Lin Jinyao shook his head and nodded again: “This is just the beginning.”

Lin Jinyao’s eyes returned to them, “I want them to see clearly that everything about themselves is gone, every inch is gone. I want them to know that every bit lost is to atone for Xiaobai and her unborn child.”

Mu Huacheng raised his chin to Seven.

Seven understood and did a few operations on the tablet.

Soon, a cold electronic sound sounded in the room on the other side of the glass, and the contents of the documents that were enough to push Zhou Hongbing and Liu Yun completely into the abyss began to be read out one by one.

Zhou Hongbing struggled violently, but was choked by the restraints and could only scream hoarsely.

Liu Yun was shaking violently as if he had been burned, and screamed: “No! We won’t sign! This is robbery! Mu Huacheng! You will not die!”

Their yells and struggles passed through the soundproof glass, leaving only blurry and distorted shadows, like pathetic clowns in silent movies.

Lin Jinyao looked at him coldly, with no expression on his face.

The electronic voice continued to recite ruthlessly. With each recitation, Zhou Hongbing’s face became more gray and Liu Yun’s scream became more desperate.

When the electronic voice asked whether to confirm the signature, the robotic arm at the top of the room reached down, forcibly grabbed the hands of Zhou Hongbing and Liu Yun, pressed their fingerprints on the tablet screen, and performed an iris scan.

The moment it was completed, Zhou Hongbing looked as if all his bones had been removed, and he lay paralyzed on the medical bed, his eyes completely dead.

Liu Yun burst into hysterical cries, but they were quickly suppressed by the injected sedative, leaving only unconscious twitching and tears.

Lin Jin wanted to turn around and stop looking at that scene.

He looked at Mu Huacheng: “What then?”

Mu Huacheng walked to the console on the other side of the observation room and pressed a few buttons.

The lights in the room on the other side of the glass gradually dimmed, and finally only two dim floor lamps were left, barely illuminating the outlines of the two people, which was so oppressive that it made people breathless.

“Then,? It’s the same sentence…” Mu Huacheng’s voice was low and cold, “The winter on Xiling Island is very long, and the sea breeze is very cold.”

“The ‘rest’ conditions here are good, enough for them to take a long, long time to think about what sins they have committed.”

He paused and then said: “Until the law finds them, or… they don’t survive that day.”

This means endless imprisonment and psychological torture, waiting in despair for a trial that is not sure whether it will come, which may be more cruel than death directly.

Lin Jin was silent for a moment, then slowly exhaled, “Leave it to the law!”

Mu Huacheng was slightly surprised, but then he smiled with relief, “Ayao, you are still soft-hearted.”

Lin Jin turned around, his eyes as cold as frost, “I want to see Zhou Xu’an.”

Mu Huacheng gently touched her face with gentle fingertips, “Okay. But before that…should you wish me a happy birthday?”

Not happy!Lin Jin wants to think about it!

Banxia novel, a lot of fun