My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 90 - 83 Deficiency of the Water Element_2

Chapter 90: Chapter 83 Deficiency of the Water Element_2

"Mr. Cui! I’m being wronged! You know me, I’m such a coward, even with a hundred times the courage, I wouldn’t dare to offend Mr. Xu’s elderly self!

I really didn’t whistle-blow to anyone. Why would I ignore women and a generous reward to be a snitch?

You said I’ve just been inside the station, almost didn’t make it out.

You say I’m informing, but what would I get out of it!"

"Heh! If you can do things for money, then for even more money, what wouldn’t you dare to do?"

"I’m wronged, Mr. Cui, I’m after money, not after death!

The evidence you have could lock me up for the second half of my life. If the cat gets out of the bag, no matter how much money I make, I won’t have a place to spend it!"

"Oh? So you are sure nothing will come to light, you seem very confident in yourself!"

Hair stood frozen for a moment, nearly crying.

"Mr. Cui, my mother! What do I need to do for you to believe me? I really didn’t leak any information, I swear, if I say one word out loud, may I be struck by lightning and never die a good death!"

Cui Jizhong frowned.

Having seen many people, this Yellow Hair seemed indeed to be not lying.

Of course, it doesn’t exclude that he won’t cry until he sees the coffin.

"Since that’s the case, we have nothing to discuss. Come on, take care of our brother here." Having said that, Cui Jizhong walked away.

"Eh? Don’t, Mr. Cui! Ah! Pu! Don’t hit..."

A full ten minutes passed.

Cui Jizhong walked back to Yellow Hair.

"How about it, willing to talk now?"

"Truly... it wasn’t me!" Yellow Hair had thrown up all his bile, his face swollen, yet still moaning in denial.

Cui Jizhong stared at him for a full ten seconds.

This Yellow Hair was just a minor thug, not the tough type at all.

Could it really not be him...

But if not him... It couldn’t possibly be Mr. Xu himself who leaked the secret, could it? Where exactly is the problem?

"Alright, let him go." Cui Jizhong waved his hand.

After the ropes were loosened on Yellow Hair, he struggled to stand up from the ground, with snot and tears all over his face.

"Mr. Cui, you finally believe me! Wuu wuu wuu~"

"Hah! Whether I believe you or not doesn’t really matter anymore, because speaking or not, there’s not much difference in your fate." Cui Jizhong said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Yellow Hair’s eyes widened in terror, and he kept shrinking back.

"Don’t... don’t kill me, it’s really not me, Mr. Cui! Please let me go! Don’t kill meee~"

Yellow Hair’s crotch visibly wet itself.

"What are you talking about? It’s a society under the rule of law, we are all law-abiding citizens, how could we kill you?" Cui Jizhong said helplessly shaking his head.

"However, Mr. Xu has ordered that it’s better to kill by mistake than to let go. Sorry, buddy, but you’ll have to enjoy your twilight years in prison."

"WHAT?" Yellow Hair was stunned, quickly kneeled and crawled to Cui Jizhong’s feet, grabbing his trouser legs and begging.

"Mr. Cui, please let me go. I can risk my life for you, listen! I’m really good at drugging!

And! I can also find the person who leaked for you, I’m absolutely loyal, I’m useful! Please let me go!

I have an elderly mother over eighty, and there’s also..."

"Alright, alright, if you have elderly and young ones, then you should understand what you need to do, right?

In a little while, the person I arranged will probably deliver all your evidence to the police. You can either wait for the police to knock on your door, or turn yourself in voluntarily. Maybe you can fight for a lenient sentence.

How you choose is up to you."

Cui Jizhong broke free from the grip and walked out under the escort of his bodyguards.

He paused for a moment, then looked back and added a sentence.

"What you should say and what you shouldn’t, weigh it yourself. If I hear any gossip outside... I think there will be people in prison to take care of a brother too..."

Yellow Hair stared blankly at the back of Cui Jizhong and the others as they left, then suddenly started crying loudly.

"Wuu wuu wuu~ It’s not me, it really isn’t me..."

...

Not long after, Yellow Hair, looking utterly disheveled and defeated, returned to the police station.

"Eh? You again, what brings you back here?"

"I... I’ve come to confess! Wuu wuu wuu~~"

In fact, most of the evils of this world aren’t eradicated by justice but are merely buried in a competition with greater evils of this world...

...

"Xiao Meng! Come help, honestly, having a girl go buy food!"

Yan Weiwei, carrying a load of snacks, called out as she walked up the hillside.

"I’ll help!" Xiao Yu stood up and ran over.

The three busily set out several bags of snacks and takeout boxes on the lawn.

"French fries, fried chicken, cola, barbecue... you only bought junk food."

Meng Lang swallowed secretly.

"Are you even a young person anymore? Why do you sound just like my dad? Princess here likes this stuff, eat it or leave it!" Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes and bit into a skewer of lamb.

Xiao Yu also happily picked up a fried rice cake stick.

Meng Lang watched the two eat with gusto, smacking his lips.

Wellness depends on persistence, one or two meals don’t really matter right?

Yes! Barbecue passes through the bowels, health remains in mind!

Even if trouble arises, I still have brothers to take my place tomorrow, shouldn’t be any problems.

"Aoow! Mmm! Delicious!"

Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes again.

"Xiao Yu, got a tissue?"

"Oh! There’s some in the bag." Meng Lang said, gnawing on a chicken wing.

Xiao Yu fumbled through Meng Lang’s bag and handed a pack of tissues to Yan Weiwei, noticing the several drawings in the bag, and couldn’t help but ask curiously.