While the brothers were venting their anger on Xue Can, two other things were happening.
In the afternoon, Xue Fei had gathered a group of gunmen to search for Chu Yuxuan. After finding no results, he decided to stake out Chu Yuxuan's villa by the Emerald Lake, waiting for an opportunity.
Not long after, Situ Jingyao unexpectedly called him: "Your lackey, Old Wang, seems suspicious. He bought a train ticket home for his wife overnight, and he didn't turn in his gun tonight!"
At the train station, Director Wang was carrying heavy bags and settling his wife into a sleeper compartment. His wife had felt something was off with him these past few days, and today, for some reason, he bought her a ticket to their hometown, as if they were fleeing. He also contacted their daughter studying abroad, asking her to take a leave of absence and return to the country to stay with them for a while.
After settling the luggage, Director Wang gave his wife a gentle kiss, something they hadn't done in a long time. "Old Wang, I don't know what's going on with you, but promise me you'll be okay."
Director Wang nodded: "Don't worry, it will be fine… Get some rest, and remember to pick up our daughter from the airport tomorrow noon." His wife felt an inexplicable anxiety and tightly held his hand: "When can we come back to Jiangcheng?" Director Wang remained silent for a moment before calmly responding: "Wait for my call; it should be soon."
As the train whistle blew, Director Wang kissed his wife one more time and reluctantly walked away, glancing back every few steps, his reluctance growing with each look.
The train slowly departed, and his wife, tears in her eyes, watched him from the window. Director Wang stood still, waving lightly and mouthing "I love you." He unconsciously started running after the train, suddenly realizing how much he wished he could say to his partner, though he probably wouldn't have the chance.
In this world, there is no clock that runs backward. The changing seasons affirm that "flowers bloom again," but make people mistakenly believe that "people can turn back." Some paths, once taken, only show signs leading to the abyss.
After leaving the train station, Director Wang drove quickly to the Public Security Bureau. After the supervisory team moved into Jiangcheng, they set up temporary offices at the Bureau. In addition to the online reporting channel, they also set up two mailboxes at the entrance, encouraging the public to report actively.
The car stopped at the Public Security Bureau's entrance. Director Wang picked up a thick stack of reports from the passenger seat and, without hesitation, dropped the materials into the reporting mailbox, feeling a great sense of relief. In his life, he had never felt so relaxed.
Once in the car, Director Wang took out his old 54-style pistol, which had been with him for years but had never been fired, and wiped it with his sleeve. After a moment of determination, he started the car and headed towards Xue Can's house.
He had initially planned to surrender to the supervisory team at dawn. However, thinking about the evil deeds he had done for the Xue family over the years and the scenes of Xue Can torturing Jin Shuhan, this old man, who also had a daughter in college, felt immense pain.
He felt he had no right to repent. Xue Can did not deserve to live.
What he didn't know was that less than ten minutes after he left the Public Security Bureau, a ragged vagrant approached the mailbox. At the same time, the red dot on the wall-mounted surveillance camera suddenly went out.
The vagrant casually leaned against the mailbox, used a hairpin to pry it open, and easily took the report out. The guard glanced at him but chose to ignore it.
Half an hour later, the car stopped at an intersection on the coastal highway, just one kilometer from the Hanhai Mansion. Director Wang took out his gun again, switched off the safety, and loaded it.
Just then, a pickup truck suddenly barreled out from the intersection, crashing directly into him!
"Boom!"
Caught off guard, Director Wang's car was flipped, and he was left dazed and confused, his gun lost. He clutched his bleeding forehead, desperately trying to focus his eyes, and saw the gun in the back seat. As he reached for it, a knife suddenly pierced his palm.
"Ah!"
Director Wang screamed in agony. The knife was pulled out of his hand and swiftly slashed his throat.
Director Wang convulsed, desperately trying to cover his bleeding neck with his hands, but could no longer make a sound. In his final moments, he saw a middle-aged man with a scar on his chin wipe the knife on his clothes and then turn to the other killers, saying, "Clean up."
Director Wang's eyes moved from fear to unwillingness, then to resignation, and finally closed forever.
Once upon a time, a young man with strong vitality broke someone's leg for his friends' sake. After three years of hard labor, he was introduced to the Xue family by his good friends, and the immense power of the "Xue" family transformed him into a law enforcer with just a few words.
He thought he had found a benefactor who could change his fate, but as he walked this path, he realized that every step he took was on top of evil.
He had unknowingly replayed this end in his mind countless times.
People often say that evil people can "repent and become a Buddha," but why do so many honest and straightforward people have to endure countless hardships in this hellish abyss?
Good and evil, right and wrong, are hard to distinguish.