ca-book Chapter 190: Anyone who knows this secret must die.
Chapter 190: Anyone who knows this secret must die.
chapter 190
"Oh……"
Feng Jingsheng chuckled. "What time is it? Still teasing me? Don't you have a conscience?"
Meng Youcheng patted his head. "How dare you say that? What time is it? You're still teasing me like this. Don't you have a conscience?"
Feng Jingsheng looked up at him, smiled slightly, and said forcefully, "This is... my good baby..."
Meng Youcheng patted his head, unsure of what to say. He hesitated for a long time, but ultimately said nothing.
"If I died, would you remarry?"
Feng Jingsheng suddenly spoke, and his words successfully choked Meng Youcheng.
Meng Youcheng: "Huh?!"
"If I were to remarry... I'd want someone handsome, but there probably isn't anyone more handsome than me, right?"
Feng Jingsheng let out a slight breath and said with difficulty, "That's true. In this world, how many handsome men are there? Besides me, where else is there anyone handsome?"
"What a pity... I finally managed to get you, and now I'm about to die. I haven't even... lived a proper life with you, nor... fed you medicine every day... I thought... we would live happily ever after..."
Meng Youcheng suddenly felt a pang of sadness. He didn't know why, but seeing this scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel powerless. He wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do.
He was just about to speak...
Feng Jingsheng then asked, "Do you think that medicine... is effective?"
To be honest, I was a little sad just now, but now... why do I always have this problem with medicine?
Meng Youcheng sighed, "If you don't honestly tell me about the medicine, I might cry again."
Feng Jingsheng looked up at him and smiled. "You cried... I have to comfort you, what a hassle... I don't have any strength right now, so you'd better not cry... If you really feel sorry for me, just think about that medicine... think about... how I forced you to take it?"
"Actually... I wasn't good to you either. I always forced you to do things you didn't like. My death... is a good thing for you. Don't be sad for me. Just live well... If you have time, please look after Xiaomin for me..."
He sighed and continued, "I've been a bad uncle. I haven't spent as much time with her as Song Qu's cousin, but I've tried my best. There's nothing I can do now. Too much time has passed, and I can't make up for it anymore..."
"Don't tell her I'm going to die..."
Feng Jingsheng's eyes filled with tears, but he tried his best to hold them back. "I'm afraid she'll be hurt. I'll keep it from her for as long as I can..."
Meng Youcheng was stunned. It wasn't until tears welled up in the boy's eyes that he realized the spirited boy in front of him was really going to die.
He paused for a few seconds, then patted his head. "Don't think too much about it, we haven't reached the final step yet..."
Feng Jingsheng continued, "My older sister has had a tough life. She never saw her mother again before she was ten years old. She finally got married, but her husband was a member of the lower class. He was caught and sentenced to death. Xiaomin lost her father at birth..."
"Originally... I wanted to do my best to care for them, but... I can't anymore, I'm so tired..."
"Teacher Meng... I'm begging you, please take care of them for me. They've had a hard life... and I... really can't find anyone else to entrust them to."
Meng Youcheng was just about to speak...
Song Qu suddenly pushed open the cell door. "Teacher Meng, it's time."
Meng Youcheng paused, just about to speak...
Feng Jingsheng suddenly spoke wearily, "Let's go, don't stay here. It's so dirty here, with so much blood. It'll get your clothes dirty, and you'll have to wash them yourself. Go home, don't worry about me, just let me... fend for myself."
……
They left the cell, and Meng Youcheng walked along the road, feeling uneasy and somewhat out of breath.
What should he do?
He seemed unable to find a way to rescue Feng Jingsheng.
Everything became confusing, with no direction in sight, as if trapped in a hazy fog, with no way to find the exit.
Song Qu remained silent as he walked on.
He only glanced at them occasionally, without asking about Meng Youcheng and Feng Jingsheng's conversation. The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.
Just then, a newspaper vendor ran over and blocked Song Qu's path. "Sir, are you surnamed Song? Are you General Song, Song Qu?"
Meng Youcheng stopped.
Song Qu looked at the newspaper vendor in confusion, "What's wrong with me...?"
The newspaper vendor looked at him and said, "There's a Miss Song waiting for you at the coffee shop on East Road. She says she needs to talk to you about something urgent and hopes you'll come alone without anyone else. She says it seems to be about her niece being injured."
Song Qu was completely stunned. "Miss Song? The Miss you're talking about... she...?"
The newspaper vendor added, "She said her name was Song Qing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the newspaper vendor turned and ran away.
Song Qu pondered for a moment, then looked at Meng Youcheng, "Teacher Meng..."
Before he could finish speaking, Meng Youcheng interrupted him, "You go ahead, I'll just walk around by myself, I'll be fine."
"Okay, then be careful on your own..."
……
Meng Youcheng walked alone on the main road, seemingly lost in thought, wandering aimlessly.
While he wasn't paying attention, a sack was suddenly put over his head. Before he could react or even cry for help, he was knocked unconscious and carried away.
When he woke up again, his head was throbbing with pain, and his vision was completely blurred, so he couldn't see anything. He began to struggle and then realized that his hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he was sitting on a stool, unable to move at all.
His eyes were covered with a black cloth, so he couldn't see anything. His mouth was stuffed with a rag, so he couldn't make a sound. He could only struggle desperately, but in the end, it was all in vain.
He couldn't help but feel a little scared...
This wasn't the first time he'd experienced something like this. A while ago, at Feng Jingsheng's sister's birthday banquet, he was almost assaulted.
In his memory, he hadn't offended anyone, so no one should have kidnapped him here for no reason. The only thing he could think of was that because he was considered a heartthrob, someone had kidnapped him and wanted to force themselves on him...
"Waaah..."
Meng Youcheng grew increasingly frightened, struggling violently and making inaudible whimpering sounds.
"Miss, he seems to be awake..."
Before Meng Youcheng could react, the black cloth covering his eyes was suddenly removed, and the intense light stung his eyes, causing him to close them again.
He also got a clear look at the people in front of him. They were all wearing masks, so he couldn't see their faces at all. He only knew that the person who seemed to be the leader was a woman with long, flowing hair.
"Waaah..."
Meng Youcheng immediately began to struggle, making muffled noises as if trying to tell them to take the rag out of his mouth!
"What are you yelling for?"
One of the masked men walked over and shoved Meng Youcheng hard. "Damn it... you look like a succubus, I fucking want to sleep with you!"
"Afu!"
The woman in the lead suddenly spoke up, "Show him some respect...take what's in his mouth."
The masked man then angrily pulled the rag out of Meng Youcheng's mouth. "You'd better speak properly... don't upset my young lady, or you'll regret it!"
After the rag was brought out, Meng Youcheng coughed and shook his messy hair. "Why did you bring me here?"
The woman in the lead was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and squatted down. "Do you know who I am?"
"Feng Jingsheng's older sister..."
Meng Youcheng smiled and said, "Song Qing."
The woman paused for a moment, then sneered and removed her mask. "How did you guess?"
"Voice, body language... and coincidences..."
Meng Youcheng looked at Song Qing in front of him and explained, "I already guessed that you wanted to talk to me after you suddenly sent Song Qu away, but I didn't expect it to be in this way. It startled me. What do you want to say to me? Just say it..."
Song Qing's face remained calm. "Ah Sheng... likes you quite a bit, you know that?"
Meng Youcheng hesitated for a moment, then asked, "And then?"
The woman pulled out a pistol from her waist and pointed it at Meng Youcheng's head. "There's nothing I can do. He's about to die. Go down and keep him company. His life has been hard. He finally met someone he liked. Let him be happier even as a ghost."
Meng Youcheng was completely stunned. "Miss Song... are you joking with me?"
Song Qing raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"
After thinking calmly for a long time, Meng Youcheng said, "Just tell me what you want me to do for you..."
Song Qing's expression remained calm. "You're an undercover agent sent by the higher-ups to infiltrate Ah Sheng's inner circle. Do you think I should trust you?"
Meng Youcheng suddenly smiled. "So, Miss Song... isn't from the upper division?"
"Yes...or no."
Meng Youcheng's expression froze for a moment. "What do you mean?"
"I am the contact person for the lower level. This identity... apart from a few people here, no one knows it, including Ah Sheng and Qu'er. I took over my husband's duties. I have kept this secret for three years, and I have kept it well hidden all this time..."
Meng Youcheng's lips twitched. "Miss Song, now tell me what I mean..."
"Anyone who knows this secret must die."
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