CHAPTER 1467: CHAPTER 1468: INFILTRATION

When you walk, you bring the wind with you, yet you make no sound at all, not even on wooden stairs. It’s as if you were a ghost cloaked in the night, coming and going without a trace.

First, to avoid unnecessary trouble, you entered Hu Weiping’s son’s room, and with a very unique technique, you gently pressed the "Dumb Gate" point on the young man’s neck, sending him into a deep stupor.

After that, you entered the master bedroom. It was large and tastefully furnished. A couple lay asleep on the European-style bed. You rendered Hu Weiping’s sleeping wife unconscious using the same method, then sat at the head of the bed and gently patted Hu Weiping’s plump face.

You patted him twice, but the guy did not respond, so you had to slap him hard!

"Slap!"

"Who! Who!"

The slap was loud. Hu Weiping, in the midst of his sweet dream, suddenly sat up, staring at you in the dark with his bean-like eyes wide open.

Waking up in the middle of the night to find a stranger sitting by your bed would terrify most people, and Hu Weiping was no exception. He hurriedly pushed his wife beside him, but she did not respond. Hu Weiping panicked instantly and looked at you with eyes full of terror: "Who are you? What do you want?"

Your voice sounded deep and resonant, and because no light was turned on in the room, you seemed even more terrifying in Hu Weiping’s eyes.

"Don’t worry, your wife and child are merely unconscious, nothing to be afraid of," you said coolly. "You don’t need to know who I am. If you want to survive, just answer a few of my questions truthfully."

Hu Weiping couldn’t help but frown, wondering who he had offended recently to warrant such a visit in the dead of night.

"I ask you, what is your relationship with Li Kangge?"

"Li Kangge?" Hearing this name, Hu Weiping instinctively paused, "Which Li Kangge?"

"Hmph."

With a light hum, you grabbed Hu Weiping’s right hand and pressed your thumb hard against his wrist. A kind of excruciating pain, like he’d never felt before, struck him all over. Hu Weiping trembled violently, unable even to speak because opening his mouth would make his chattering teeth bite his tongue.

In the darkness, you appeared to Hu Weiping like a demon from Hell. At the moment, you wouldn’t even give him the chance to beg for mercy.

The agony continued, and Hu Weiping’s body twisted with violent shivers, his teeth repeatedly biting his tongue, so that saliva and blood soaked the pillow and sheets. In tremendous pain, Hu Weiping even contemplated death several times, suddenly realizing that under such torment, death seemed like a blissful release.

About four or five minutes later, you released your grip, and by then, Hu Weiping was limp on the bed, mouth bloodied and eyes rolling back.

"I’m running out of time. If you refuse to tell the truth again, I will responsibly inform you that within the next ten minutes, I will show you a torment a hundred times more painful than before. By then, you will know that death is the happiest thing in this world."

"I... I... I’ll talk, I’ll talk." Hu Weiping panted heavily for a while before finally speaking, "Li Kangge and I are classmates, high school classmates."

"Was it you who set him up for his arrest?"

"No."

"Hmm?"

You uttered a questioning tone, and Hu Weiping quickly withdrew his hand, hastily replying, "It really wasn’t me! I don’t have that ability!"

"Then who?"

People fear death, especially someone like Hu Weiping who loves wealth. To avoid suffering excruciating pain again, Hu Weiping confessed, "Li Kangge didn’t offend just one person but the entire Haitian Educational Group."

"Be specific."

Still having immense worries in mind, Hu Weiping knew he couldn’t escape this disaster tonight. With a sigh, he said, "Before I say anything, I have a request."

"Speak."

After a moment’s hesitation, Du Weiping spoke, "If possible, please don’t harm my wife and children."

"Rest assured, if you truthfully reveal the cause and details, not only will your wife and child be safe, but even you will come to no harm." At this moment, you pressed a location on your belt.

"Alright, I’ll tell you." Du Weiping let out a long sigh and said, "Haitian Educational Group has over thirty schools throughout the province, drawing students because of their reputation. In reality, their high graduation rate is connected with certain dealings with local educational bureaus, you understand. Li Kangge stumbled upon this, and that guy is so simple-minded, running things straight to the end. I’ve warned him several times to stop meddling, but he is just a minor official. Compared to the enormous Haitian Financial Group, he is like an overstrained mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"That I don’t care about; what I want to know is how you framed him for murder."

"Actually, Li Kangge didn’t murder anyone, and there was no death; it’s just a scheme. They set him up because he used to be a teacher. At that time, a female student admired him, but he already had a family, so he decisively rejected her. Later, this female student was framed by her boyfriend, got into drugs, and became a prostitute. They bribed that prostitute heavily to deliberately approach Li Kangge, setting him up to have a relationship with that woman, eventually making her take drugs and die because of him."

Hearing this, Hu Weiping couldn’t help but laugh: "Li Kangge is an honest man with a strong sense of justice. He blamed himself entirely for this matter, and combined with guilt over family morals, he became mentally and physically exhausted. They thoroughly investigated his background and found he had no one supporting him. They used connections in the police to conduct a manhunt for him."

"Where is that woman now?"

"She’s already been protected by them, probably sent abroad."

"Where exactly?"

"I really don’t know; I’m just a small fry. They wouldn’t possibly let me in on such a serious matter." Hu Weiping thought for a moment and suddenly said, "However, I think someone must know."

"Who?"

"Zhao Shunmin; he’s Yu Zhiyuan’s brother-in-law and also Yu Zhiyuan’s think tank. Most of the dirty deeds done by Yu Zhiyuan in secret these years were his ideas."

"Where does he live?"

"Villa No. 37, Bauhinia Garden."

After hearing this, you slowly nodded and said, "I hope you didn’t lie; if you did, next time I visit, I won’t be so nice."