Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting

Chapter 860 - 641: The Gun Landed at Her Feet (Part 2)

"In May, Shi Shengde committed an enormous crime, yet he still refuses to face justice, and you helped him escape from prison.""Director Bai, please don’t make baseless accusations."

Wu Rong stared coldly.

How could he have imagined that the police would move so quickly? How could he have known that while he was waiting for a turn of events, an invisible dagger had already silently pressed against his carotid artery?

Even someone as battle-hardened as Wu Rong, who had stepped over countless bodies to reach this point.

Could not maintain the calm he struggled to show on his face at this moment.

Unwilling, still unwilling...

He had schemed so meticulously and treaded every step cautiously. Everyone who stood in the way of his career, he had already eliminated.

Even Yin Shixiu, with his powerful background and promising future, hailed as a business prodigy by many, admired and revered by countless people, fell into his trap and couldn’t defeat him.

Where exactly did he lose?!

Wu Rong truly couldn’t understand where he had lost...

"Baseless accusations?"

Bai Sidong wasn’t in a hurry and didn’t make any rash moves. Leaning lazily against the wall behind him, he played with the gun in his hand as if it were a toy.

This middle-aged man, still possessing a commanding and handsome demeanor, wore his police uniform and cap, exuding a heroic spirit of justice.

One hand held the gun, tapping the barrel lightly against the palm of his other hand.

Bai Sidong looked at Wu Rong and, word for word, recounted the transactions, times, amounts, and accounts used for verification outlined in the document he obtained from Guo Shuai, without missing a single detail.

With each additional accusation, Lu Ping, sitting beside Wu Rong, became increasingly fearful...

With each additional accusation, Su Xiaomeng, hiding behind the curtain, felt her blood boil even more fiercely...

With each additional accusation, Wu Rong tightened his grip on Lu Ping’s arm.

He knew...

The evidence... had indeed fallen into the hands of the police, into Bai Sidong’s hands.

This man, who hated evil as if it were his enemy, would never let him go.

If he were to be arrested here, it would all be over. But if he escaped, there might still be a chance...

Wu Rong thought silently to himself, but Bai Sidong seemed to see through Wu Rong’s thoughts,

"You wouldn’t be as foolish as Shi Shengde, trying to escape from under the barrel of my gun, would you?"

Though Bai Sidong spoke lightly, he had already expressed his concerns to Su Xiaomeng over the phone beforehand.

This man had been his superior as the Director of the Police Bureau for many years; Bai Sidong knew him well.

The more he learned about Wu Rong, the more shocked he became.

The deeper he delved, the colder his heart grew.

This person, using the position of Police Bureau Director as a cover, committed countless atrocities against the people, acts that defied morality, under the very eyes of the law.

How many brave criminal policemen and martyrs lost their lives because of Wu Rong’s collusion with external forces?

Even Xiaomeng’s husband fell victim to this man’s schemes.

At that thought, his blood surged to his head, and his finger tensed on the trigger.

But he wouldn’t just shoot him; that would be too easy a death for him.

Bai Sidong would not let him go so easily; he wanted not only to bring him to justice and have him face the nation’s scorn but also to expose all those fish and shrimps surrounding him.

He wouldn’t let this man have it easy.

"Bai Sidong, based solely on your so-called final evidence, do you think you can convict me of such grave crimes?"

Wu Rong smirked; in that instant, he wasn’t giving up the struggle but was rather relaxing his mindset.

There was Rong Si, Rong Jing, and Yin Shiqing, so many people intimately connected to him...

He believed at critical times, these people wouldn’t stand by and watch him fall. Especially Yin Shiqing, he would find a way to protect him.

Did Bai Sidong, just a mere police bureau director, think he could fight so many high-ranking officials? How naive.

Wu Rong, what you need to do is stay calm; don’t give up so quickly.

Sometimes, when you think it’s the end, a new path emerges.

Bai Sidong squinted his eyes,

"Just these, not enough?"

"Too flimsy? In this day and age, all documents can be forged. Even if I were to willingly go back to the bureau for investigation today, what could you find, hmm?"

"What if there’s a witness?"

At this, everyone present was stunned.

The speaker wasn’t Bai Sidong, but Wu Yao, the man stepping into this house he hadn’t returned to in fifteen years.

A stranger’s face, a completely unfamiliar face...

Yet the voice pierced directly into Lu Ping’s heart.

She looked up in shock, her eyes fixed on the man who had entered.

Wu Yao gazed quietly at Lu Ping, then shifted his focus to Wu Rong, his words sending a chill down everyone’s spine,

"Brother, it’s been fifteen years, long time no see."

Bai Sidong watched Wu Yao, having been informed about him by Su Xiaomeng, enabling the rapid spread of blog posts about this fifteen-year-old case.

But...

So it’s him.

This person, Bai Sidong had naturally seen before; he was someone close to Rong Jing.

When Wu Rong was still in office, this person would occasionally come looking for Wu Rong.

"Deng Wei..."

Wu Rong’s brows furrowed tightly, his entire body trembling.

Who could tell him what was going on?

Deng Wei wasn’t Rong Jing’s man? So it was Rong Jing who betrayed him?

But just now... what did this person say? This man, who often acted as the intermediary between him and Rong Jing, called him... brother?

Maybe in those few seconds, the sheer volume of information was too great, causing every cell in Wu Rong’s body to become alert, concentrating all danger towards him.

"I’m not Deng Wei; I’m Wu Yao."

"Impossible! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Of course, Wu Rong thought it impossible. He had interacted with this person, and if this person were his biological brother, how could he not have noticed the slightest hint?

Moreover, Wu Yao had already died fifteen years ago!

"Otherwise, who do you think provided the content detailed in that lengthy blog post?"

"..."

"Which of your accomplices would dare to take such a risk to expose your secrets? Who would carry a burden of repentance and turn themselves in at the police bureau?"

Wu Yao’s appearance had changed completely; Bai Sidong stood right beside him, clearly observing the surgical scars on his face.

This ordinary-looking face, so plain it would mix into a crowd, making it hard for anyone to pick him out.

But... those eyes were different.

Bai Sidong found it rather intriguing; in their previous brief encounters, he hadn’t realized this person had such bright eyes.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Wu Rong’s mind suddenly buzzed, exploding, rendering him incapable of maintaining calmness anymore!

The overwhelming shock almost robbed him of his rationality.

Muttering ’impossible,’ yet in his mind, the reasoning that he had been unable to comprehend was now unlocked due to this person’s appearance and words.

Lu Ping was crying...

This woman knew Wu Yao wasn’t dead.

This woman wanted to reverse her husband’s case with solid grounds...

Indeed, if not for Wu Yao himself, how could this timid, cowardly woman dare to take such a bold and brazen risk?

"Ah!"

Lu Ping cried out, a mix of sobs and shrieks.

Bai Sidong raised his gun promptly, aiming straight at Wu Rong,

"Wu Rong, put down the knife!"

Lu Ping was being dragged upright by Wu Rong, a small knife with two keys hanging from it; it was clearly meant as a decorative tool but now pressed tightly against Lu Ping’s neck, creating a deep curved impression in her skin.

"Bai Sidong! Throw the gun over! Throw the gun over! I’m counting to three!"

Bai Sidong kicked himself for his oversight, thinking Wu Rong lacked a weapon to harm others.

"One, two!"

"Alright, I’m throwing it!"

Bai Sidong saw the knife had already pierced Lu Ping’s neck, and beads of blood immediately began to seep out.

He quickly tossed the gun away, though clearly, he would not throw it exactly as Wu Rong wished, falling just near Wu Yu.

Wu Rong turned to Wu Yu quickly,

"Ah Yu, kick the gun over to your uncle! Hurry, or else—"

Before Wu Rong could finish, Wu Yu kicked the gun over, but...

This time, it was kicked too far, landing directly behind the floor-to-ceiling curtain, near Su Xiaomeng’s foot...