HCB Chapter 272 Dead
Chapter 272 Dead
“Ahhhh…someone’s dead!”
Suddenly, a sharp and shrill scream, like a sharp sword, ruthlessly pierced the originally quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the early morning.
This scream was like a strong electric current, spreading all around at an astonishing speed. Wherever it went, it seemed as if time had frozen. In an instant, the footsteps of everyone present were stopped in place as if they were cast under a spell.
"Something happened, go!"
Someone in the crowd was the first to shout this sentence, and there was a hint of tension and panic in his voice that was difficult to conceal, as if a stone was thrown into the calm surface of a lake, which immediately caused ripples and attracted the attention of people around.
However, at this moment, a nonchalant voice rang out: "Someone died? People die every day on this island. They're either beaten to death by those ruthless people, or they starve to death because they can't find food. This kind of thing is nothing new. What's so strange about it?"
Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly clear and harsh in the extremely quiet environment.
Hearing this, another voice quickly lowered its volume and warned with a hint of fear: "Shh, don't talk nonsense! If someone who shouldn't hear it hears it, it will cause trouble! Let's get out of here quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble."
After saying that, he hurriedly pulled a few people around him and left, leaving only the corpse lying alone on the ground, and a group of people around him looking at each other in confusion.
When Deng Lihua heard these discussions, she subconsciously grabbed Huo Jianjie's arm. Her body trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of fear and anxiety.
"Master..." she said softly, with a tremor in her voice. The life of exile had smoothed out her edges long ago. Now, when encountering something, the first thing she thought of was to avoid it, for fear of causing trouble to herself and her family.
Huo Jianjie had the same idea. He and Deng Lihua looked at each other, their eyes conveying tacit understanding and helplessness. Without any hesitation, they turned around and walked back in a hurry.
After walking for a while, they happened to meet Huo Shuixian walking towards them with the sleepy Huo Zihao.
"Dad, what happened?" Huo Shuixian asked with a puzzled look on her face when she saw her father and Deng walking back. Her residence was far away from the beach, and she didn't hear the terrifying screams from before.
Huo Jianjie sighed and said, "Someone up ahead is shouting someone's dead. I guess something has happened again. Let's not go over there yet to avoid getting into trouble."
Deng Lihua also echoed: "Yes! This island is too chaotic, it's better to have less trouble than more."
Huo Shuixian frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Dad, how about I go over and take a look?"
Huo Jianjie quickly waved his hands: "No, you're a girl, don't join in the fun, what if something happens?"
"It looks like something big has happened!" A well-informed convict in the crowd said in a panic, lowering his voice.
"That's right! You don't know yet, but Manager Mo is dead!" Another convict's face was full of fear, with anxiety flashing in his eyes.
"Is Manager Mo dead?" Huo Jianjie's eyes widened in shock when he heard the passing fugitive say this, and he almost dropped the tools in his hand. His mind instantly flashed with the serious face and meaningful words of his eldest daughter Murong Ling'er last night.
He suddenly realized that Manager Mo was from the He family, and the He family was just a pawn of the mysterious man behind the scenes. Although killing Manager Mo could not hurt their roots, it was like stabbing them in the heart, which would make them feel uncomfortable for a while.
"I heard he was drowned. Everyone speculated that Manager Mo might have gone out for a walk at night and was accidentally swept into the sea by the waves and drowned."
There were discussions all around, and everyone's face was filled with fear and curiosity.
At the same time, in He Jinyan’s luxurious mansion.
An officer knelt on the ground trembling with fear and told He Jinyan the news that Mo Yiqi was drowned by the sea.
He Jinyan was playing with the jade ring in his hand. When he heard the news, his expression instantly became gloomy, and his originally fair face turned red with anger.
"Waste! What a bunch of waste!" He Jinyan slammed the jade ring in his hand to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.
He had spent a lot of effort to snatch the position of manager of the salt district from the army. He had finally arranged the position, but before he had the chance to show his talents, he was inexplicably eliminated. How could he not be angry?
He Jinyan didn't believe the rumors at all that Mo Yiqi had drowned by accident. In his eyes, anyone who dared to touch him was extremely bold and must pay a heavy price.
Thinking of this, He Jinyan's eyes became extremely fierce, and there was a murderous look in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. He shouted coldly: "Come here, investigate this matter thoroughly! After finding the murderer, there is no need to bring him back, just execute him on the spot!"
"Yes, young master!" The people below quickly accepted the order and retreated in a hurry.
As soon as He Jinyan gave the order, the entire island instantly fell into a tense atmosphere. The soldiers searched house by house and interrogated the prisoners one by one.
The convicts were all in danger and walked very carefully, fearing that they would be caught as murderers if they were not careful.
However, after all the trouble, nothing was achieved.
Not finding any clues made He Jinyan even more angry. He knew in his heart that the biggest problem was that there was no problem, which showed that the murderer was extremely sophisticated and cunning.
At this time, Lin Yu, who had completed his mission, had quietly left the island last night. With his excellent skills and familiarity with the island's terrain, he cleverly avoided all patrolling soldiers and disappeared without a trace.
No matter how much effort He Jinyan put into the interrogation on the island, it was doomed to be in vain.
Due to the complicated situation on the island and the intertwined forces of various parties, He Jinyan was unable to judge for a moment whether this incident was the work of those fugitives who were forced into desperation or whether the military forces were behind the scenes.
He could never have imagined that Mo Yiqi's death was related to Chu Lingfeng and the others who had just arrived on the island less than three days ago.
In his opinion, Chu Lingfeng's foundation was not stable yet, and he would never dare to act rashly against his people. After all, the He family was very famous in this area and was not someone who could be easily provoked.
Mo Yiqi's death was followed by the immediate appointment of a new manager. The murder had caused panic throughout the salt production area, and work efficiency had plummeted.
Those who went to work today only received half a day's work points, and the amount of brown rice they received in exchange was pitifully small, not even enough for a meal.
At this point, the convicts were completely furious, complaining and grumbling that life was simply unbearable.
Compared to the anger and dissatisfaction of other convicts, Huo Jianjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Because of Mo Yiqi's death, he and Chu Lingfeng did not encounter any difficulties today and successfully completed the mission.
That night, Huo Jianjie returned home and told his family about this incident, a barely perceptible smile on his face. "He Jinyan must be furious now. Mo Yiqi died, and the salt production area is in chaos."
Murong Ling'er stood aside, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a sly glint in her eyes: "This is just the beginning, their good days are still to come!"
The family sat together. Although life was still hard, at this moment, because of their shared secrets and expectations for the future, a glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts.