673 In Search of the Real Murderer (1/2)
”What now? What about Chen Xiaobei?” Song Qincheng was worried sick. The rims of her eyes were red, and she was doing all she could to hold herself together. She would not allow herself to break down before anything was confirmed.
”Director Song Qincheng! You must prepare yourself…”
Feng Yaolun's face was pale. He said in a whisper, ”The tower has fallen and the fire has swallowed the entire thing, and we've spent nearly ten minutes trying to put the fire out…”
”Cut the crap! Just tell me!” Song Qincheng barked, completely disregarding Feng Yaolun. Right now, all she cared about was Chen Xiaobei.
”When we found Chen Xiaobei, he was not breathing and there was no pulse. The doctor has confirmed… That he's… Gone…” Feng Yaolun bowed his head, lowering his gaze. He dared not look at Song Qincheng in the eyes.
”Gone? That's impossible!”
Song Qincheng nearly lost her footing and fainted but she steadied herself.
”Bring me there! I want to see it with my own eyes! Or I will never believe that Chen Xiaobei is dead! He is the strongest man I've ever known. He will not fall in a place like this! He wouldn't!” There was not a trace of doubt in her eyes.
”Alright…come with me…” Feng Yaolun swallowed.
Out of fear, Feng Yaolun had succumbed to Song Qincheng's domineering attitude instinctively.
By then, Chen Xiaobei's body was already in the body bag, in the ambulance, on its way to the hospital.
Song Qincheng pulled the zip opened and asked, ”Why are there no traces of burns?”
Feng Yaolun quickly explained, ”The doctor said that he must have been trapped inside a vacuum. That's why he was not in contact with the fire. The cause of death is asphyxiation by inhalation of toxic gas!”
Song Qincheng has a hunch that things were not as simple as it seemed.
”Director Feng Yaolun, please give us some time alone. Help me keep a lookout. Make sure no one comes in.”
”Alright… I understand. Song Qincheng, you must mourn… Don't do anything stupid…” Feng Yaolun advised before he left.
Once he was out of sight, Chen Xiaobei opened his eyes.
”Ah…!” Song Qincheng was about to scream but Chen Xiaobei reacted quickly and covered her mouth.
”Don't scream! Or this would be a waste of my efforts!” Chen Xiaobei whispered.
”Idiot! You scared me! Why are you pretending to be dead? Do you know how worried I was?!” Song Qincheng had been holding her tears back and now her eyes flooded and large drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
They were, of course, tears of joy.
”I only did it because someone wants me dead! The tower was rigged with four packs of explosives!” Chen Xiaobei explained as he wiped away her tears.
Song QinCheng was aghast. ”That means that that explosion was not the blast team's fault? Someone actually tried to kill you?”
Chen Xiaobei nodded.
”Is it the Zhuang Family?” that was the first name that came to her mind.
”No. I just took care of the Zhuang Family last night. They wouldn't dare lay a hand on me!” said Chen Xiaobei.
”Then who could it be the Yap Family? I mean you had a feud with Yap Tianlin!”