I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 449 - 401 What a grievance!_2

Chapter 449: 401 What a grievance!_2

If before it was only suspicion, by this point, Shi Qianxi was almost entirely certain.

But she felt no excitement, no joy.

Even when she had smashed down just now, she would have rather been scolded harshly by her mother.

But the truth was cruel.

Her own uncle hadn’t been hurt at all; he had been acting the entire time.

Although it was possible to collude with a doctor to perform a minor melodrama, Meng Jiye understood that the performance could no longer continue.

It was impossible for the doctor to withstand such immense pressure and keep up the charade, especially when there was more than one doctor in the hospital.

He awkwardly found himself unable to speak.

"Uncle, I’m going to ask you one more time, what’s the real relationship between you and that Yu Wenjie?"

"I really don’t know him..."

"You’re still lying!"

Shi Qianxi’s eyes reddened, completely disregarding respect for one’s elders, as she stared intently at Meng Jiye.

"It was you who instructed him to harm my dad, wasn’t it? My dad never wronged you, yet you are so ruthless and vicious, determined to drive him to his death! And what, are you planning to kill me next?!"

Meng Jiye was stunned.

He was just acting, trying to shake off responsibility and gain some sympathy; how had he suddenly become the prime suspect?

Meng Meiling’s brows were deeply furrowed, and her gaze flickered uncertainly.

"Well? Have you run out of things to say?"

"Qian Qian, why would you come up with such an absurd idea? How could I possibly harm your dad?"

Meng Jiye realized that something was seriously amiss and quickly retorted, "I am your uncle, he was my brother-in-law, what good does it do me to do such a thing?"

"You know very well what you stand to gain, don’t you?"

Shi Qianxi’s breathing was heavy, "If it wasn’t you, then why pretend? Why stay in the hospital when you’re clearly not injured?"

"I..."

Meng Jiye opened his mouth but found no explanation, experiencing for the first time the sensation of being utterly at a loss for words, like mud stuck in his trouser cuffs.

"Sis, you don’t think I did it, do you?"

Meng Jiye quickly turned to Meng Meiling.

Meng Meiling was a bit confused at the moment but knew her brother very well.

He certainly had a motive.

But her instincts told her that her brother lacked the cold-bloodedness to be a killer.

"Shi Qianxi, some accusations can’t just be thrown around willy-nilly. You suspect your uncle, but where’s the evidence?"

Meng Meiling asked sternly.

The current situation was indeed perilous.

Privately.

It would cause discord within the family.

Publicly.

It would trigger another violent turbulence in Jinhai.

Meng Jiye pretending to be injured was self-serving, but not enough to abruptly conclude that he was the mastermind behind it all.

"Very few people knew the exact time my dad arrived in Huainan, but that assassin Yu Wenjie arrived almost immediately after my dad. And on arriving in Huainan, my dad went to inspect the mining area, but Yu Wenjie, as if he knew in advance which hotel my dad would stay at, hurried to the Kaimao Hotel to stake it out. Is he some sort of clairvoyant immortal?"

At this, Meng Meiling quickly grasped the implications and shot a sharp look at Meng Jiye.

"Uncle, Qu Lei asked you, and you admitted it yourself; the hotel reservation was arranged by you, right?"

Facing the gazes of his sister and niece, Meng Jiye was visibly starting to panic.

He was beginning to realize that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him.

"I really don’t know, sis, Qian Qian, you must believe me! How could I commit such an inhuman act!"

He hastily spoke, but the explanation he gave was pale and unconvincing.

"Then answer me this, why, shortly after you left my dad’s room, did the assassin arrive, and coincidentally you were not in the living room but went to the bedroom?"

Shi Qianxi pressed on relentlessly.

"I..."

Meng Jiye found himself without a defense.

"Only you knew of my dad’s whereabouts. If not you, then who?!"

Shi Qianxi’s tone suddenly escalated.

"Really, was it you?"

Meng Meiling’s eyebrows were tightly knitted.

"Sis, no, it wasn’t me, I’m innocent!"

Meng Jiye’s face showed utter panic, knowing full well he could not bear the weight of such an accusation.

"Others accompanied me, any of them could have leaked your father-in-law’s movements. As for the hotel, yes, I arranged it, but I had others make the reservation..."

"Who did you instruct to make the reservation?"

"My assistant Qiu Zhaobin."

Meng Jiye dared not omit even the slightest detail now.

"It was he who recommended this hotel to me, he had stayed there before when he was in Huainan, and mentioned it had a nice environment..."

As he spoke, Meng Jiye’s voice trailed off, his expression stiffened, his eyes flickered with uncertainty, gradually turning into disbelief.

"...when I was planning to lie down and rest in the living room, it was also him, he suggested I go to the bedroom..."

Meng Meiling asked, "Where is he now?"

"He should be at the hotel."

Meng Jiye spoke in a daze, as if in a trance.

Meng Meiling looked up at Jiang Chen.

Without her saying a word, Jiang Chen nodded, "I’ll go."

Jiang Chen quickly left the ward, taking two bodyguards with him.

Only three family members were left in the ward.

Meng Jiye sat on the bed in a daze, lost in thought.

Hotel.

Jiang Chen found the room and pressed the doorbell.

He had met the assistant a few times, but had no lasting impression of him.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

No response.

"Mr. Jiang, it seems the person is not inside," a bodyguard whispered.

"Break the door down."

Jiang Chen stepped aside.

The burly bodyguard stepped forward, without a word, raised his foot, and kicked the door with great force.

"Bang!"

The door flew open.

The bodyguard stepped aside.

Jiang Chen entered the room.

Indeed, there was no one in the room.

However, the clothes and luggage were still there.

"Call him."

The bodyguard nodded, took out a cell phone, and after a while, he put the phone back down, "Mr. Jiang, his phone is switched off."

Jiang Chen was silent.

"... go ask the hotel when he left."

The two bodyguards quickly turned and left the room.

Jiang Chen sat down on the sofa.

Less than an hour later, Jiang Chen returned to the ward.

Meng Jiye leaned against the headboard, restless.

Shi Qianxi hadn’t left, perhaps tired of standing, she found a chair to sit on, one on each side with Meng Meiling. She watched Meng Jiye like a prisoner, her eyes fixed on him until Jiang Chen walked in, then she shifted her gaze.

"Where is he?"

Seeing just Jiang Chen alone, she couldn’t help but stand up.

Meng Jiye and Meng Meiling’s gaze also swiftly turned toward him.

"He is not in the hotel. The hotel said he left at noon."

"Did he run away?"

"Impossible."

Meng Jiye still couldn’t believe there was something wrong with one of his own. He reached for the phone by the bed, "I’ll call him."

Jiang Chen didn’t stop him.

Several pairs of eyes watched as Meng Jiye dialed the number, but soon, Meng Jiye’s face turned ugly.

"He has turned off his phone."

"Uncle, do you have anything else to say?"

Shi Qianxi was furious.

"This bastard, when I catch him, I’ll skin him alive!"

Meng Jiye gritted his teeth.

At this moment, even though it was difficult to believe, he had to admit that the trusted aide he intended to groom might indeed be problematic.

"The man has run off, what’s the use of saying these things now?!"

Meng Jiye’s expression was grim. Although he was angry, he couldn’t take issue with his niece’s rudeness. Indeed, Qiu Zhaobin was his man, and he bore an undeniable responsibility for the problem. Moreover, under these circumstances, with Qiu Zhaobin having fled, his suspicion would never be cleared.

Meng Meiling didn’t speak, she simply called in a bodyguard.

"Notify the police, and issue a reward outside, whoever captures Qiu Zhaobin will be rewarded one hundred million."

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.

It was obvious.

This mistress of the Jin Hai, although not as agitated as Shi Qianxi, was clearly angered.

Just as the bodyguard left with his orders, Jiang Chen’s phone rang.

Jiang Chen took a look.

It was Ye Tingxuan.

"Young Master Ye."

"Brother Jiang, good news, the fish has jumped out of the water."

Shi Qianxi and the others all turned to watch.

Jiang Chen glanced at them with composure, "What do you mean, Young Master Ye?"

"I’ve caught someone."

"Who?"

"Qiu Zhaobin."