Chương 21: So that's how he died.

"Jiang Tian will probably be sentenced to death, otherwise Master Lin will be completely ruined."

"Don't you know that money can make the devil turn the millstone? Especially for Master Lin. Just watch, this time he's bound to crash and burn!"

"You think you can live after being called out by the King of Hell? I bet a hundred packs of spicy strips that Jiang Tian is dead!"

"So what if you're rich? If the King of Hell wants you dead at midnight, can you live past dawn?"

The number of people watching the live court hearing was very large, totaling over 300, 000.

The message board scrolled rapidly like a cascading waterfall.

The court hearing began promptly at 12: 00.

The lawyers for both sides began their duel.

Legal provisions are readily available, and various pieces of evidence are constantly being presented.

However, the lawyer Yan Yongchang hired was clearly no match for Wan Quan'an.

In addition, Jiang Feng had already made all the arrangements beforehand, so Wan Quan'an handled the whole process with great ease.

The trial ended an hour later.

After it was determined that Yan Bingbing's death was accidental, Jiang Tian was acquitted.

The comments section in the live stream immediately erupted.

"??? What's going on? Is Master Lin really going to make a mess of things?"

"I told you, the lives of the rich are none of his concern!"

"Holy crap? Master Lin really messed up!"

"I have to say, money really does buy you anything!"

Si Yuanyuan, who watched the whole process, couldn't help but frown.

He looked at Lin Yunwei.

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"Bro, what's going on? You've been following him, how come he's not dead?"

"Yes, Yunwei."

Chen Yuxi also looked puzzled: "Didn't you say he was going to die?"

"Could it be... that you really miscalculated?"

Lu Yichen also turned to look at him.

Not to mention them, Lin Yunwei was also a little confused at this moment.

He wondered to himself, "Could there be another reason for his death?"

still...

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly felt a little excited.

"Or does it mean he really doesn't have to die?"

Although he deserved to die, there are some things that ordinary people like him cannot change.

If his birth can incidentally help me complete my mission, it's not entirely a bad thing.

He waited quietly for a while.

Even after the live broadcast of the court hearing ended, no system notification came.

"Does this mean I didn't try to stop them?"

"Or... is his death not the end?"

Lin Yunwei seemed to be deep in thought.

He sighed immediately, unwilling to think about it any further.

"Yunwei, what's wrong?"

Lu Yichen looked at Lin Yunwei, whose expression was strange.

His face was full of curiosity.

"Oh, it's nothing."

Lin Yunwei said, "I just feel that it's really too difficult for ordinary people like us to compete with the rich."

...

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I've done my best."

Inside the courthouse.

The lawyer hired by Yan Yongchang expressed his apologies with a sense of helplessness.

"fine."

Yan Yongchang remained remarkably calm, as if he had already anticipated the outcome.

He then said, "I'm already very grateful that you're willing to help."

"Sigh~" The lawyer patted him on the shoulder: "Don't overthink it, just look ahead."

I just walked out of the courthouse.

The news media swarmed around Yan Yongchang and his son Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng remained very calm when faced with reporters' questions.

"I've said it before, my son was wronged."

"The current outcome perfectly illustrates this point."

To Jiang Feng's surprise, Yan Yongchang remained very calm.

He remained composed when faced with questions from reporters.

Even when faced with tricky and harsh questions, they do not get angry or upset.

"Mr. Yan, there are rumors online that your daughter's death was caused by your drunken sexual misconduct. What's your opinion on this?"

Yan Yongchang did not answer.

She simply watched the male reporter who asked the question quietly.

The murderous intent in his eyes was almost tangible, which greatly frightened the reporter who asked the question.

Thank you for your concern.

Yan Yongchang said coldly, "I need to go home now. Please make way."

On the way back, Yan Yongchang leaned against the bus window.

He watched the scenery rushing past the car window in silence, his eyes showing not a ripple of emotion.

Back in his rented apartment complex, some neighbors who knew him comforted him, telling him not to be affected by online opinions and to keep looking forward.

Yan Yongchang neither nodded nor shook his head, but with a forced smile, he went straight home.

The dilapidated two-bedroom apartment felt extremely cramped.

A few random things can fill the room to the brim.

But in his view, the room was very empty.

Because the joyful laughter of her daughter was missing.

Pushing open the door to Yan Bingbing's bedroom, I looked around the room, which was covered with certificates of merit.

I sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at the writing desk on one side.

After staring at it for a long time without blinking, he let out a long sigh.

He rubbed his face and muttered to himself.

"Life is meaningless."

He wiped away the slight moisture from his eyes.

He got up, pushed open the door, and went out.

After cooking and eating, I went to the courtyard on the first floor.

His food skewer cart still has plenty of fresh ingredients.

Seeing that his life was finally starting to improve by selling fried skewers.

Now his only hope for survival is that his daughter has suddenly passed away.

I took a few plastic bags and packed up the unsold ingredients one by one.

They carried it to the yard next door.

The couple next to him did not look down on him because he had been in there; in fact, they often helped him.

He's no longer planning to sell fried skewers; he's giving these ingredients away.

"Brother, what... what do you mean by this?"

The middle-aged man next to him looked at him and asked, "Are you not doing business anymore?"

"My daughter's gone, what's the point of continuing? I'm quitting!"

"If you're not going to do business, what are you planning to do next?"

"I'm getting ready to go back to my hometown to farm."

Yan Yongchang smiled faintly.

He handed him the several large bags of groceries he was carrying, saying, "When I first came here, you two helped me a lot."

"I was planning to invite you and your sister-in-law to dinner when I had time, but it seems that opportunity won't come."

"These vegetables are all fresh, I just bought them from the market. Please don't mind them."

After chatting with him for a while, I returned to the house.

I sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, my mind wandering.

Before we knew it, it was evening.

jingle!

My phone suddenly vibrated and rang.

It was a short message.

"Uncle, Jiang Tian will be going to Rise Bar later."

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Xiao Ding."

"You're welcome, Uncle. Bingbing is my best friend and the only girl I like. It's only right that I help you."

"Be careful when you're with them."

"Don't worry, Uncle, I'll be fine. I'll tell you his exact location when you get here."

The text message content was completely cleared.

After entering the bedroom, Yan Yongchang pulled out a barbed dagger from under his pillow.

He tucked it around his waist and then pulled out a baseball cap and a black face mask from the closet.

The disguise was over, and without the slightest hesitation, he pushed open the door and walked towards the East Depot Bar.

"So that's how he died?"

On the way there, Yan Yongchang thought about Master Lin.

Through Xiao Ding's introduction, he also learned about the fact that whoever Master Lin paid attention to would die.

So he was very happy to learn that Jiang Tian was getting attention.

He even sent a private message to Lin Yunwei asking when Jiang Tian would die.