Mingxi immediately ran to the surveillance screens. The feeds were still running normally, nothing seemed off.

But he quickly realized the timestamps were wrong.

The system had been hacked.

Maybe the other side felt it was unnecessary to keep it up, because Mingxi easily took back control, and the surveillance feeds reverted to normal.

But when he saw what was on the screens clearly, Mingxi fell back onto the floor on his butt.

"It’s over."

Twenty-four surveillance feeds showed every corner of the villa crystal clear, and right now, at this very moment, it was already tightly surrounded by armed police with guns.

The vanguard unit had already taken out the outermost ring of bodyguards and was getting closer and closer to the center of the villa.

Ever since learning of Yu Ruohuan’s death, Yu Fusheng had been like a lost soul. Even now that they were being surrounded, he barely had any reaction left.

Han Li’s expression shifted several times. He turned his head to look at Ren Mingze. "So you were in league with her. You actually dare betray Sir."

Ren Mingze immediately shook his head. His gaze flicked to Shen You’an, then he hurriedly shook it back.

He finally saw it clearly now: Yu Fusheng was like a grasshopper at the end of autumn, not many days left to jump.

Shen You’an not only had ruthless methods, she also had someone like Amos backing her. He couldn’t afford to offend that.

He’d have to be suicidal to follow the soon-to-fall Yu Fusheng and go all out against Shen You’an.

But even if he defected now, it would be hard to walk away clean. He still needed a foolproof plan.

Ren Mingze’s mind turned quickly. Once he made up his mind, he stepped forward and said, "Miss Shen is a descendant of martyrs, respected by all. Whatever she’s doing must be righteous. If I don’t help her, who should I help? Yu Fusheng, you’ve committed so many crimes, there’s no way out. Just behave and surrender. You’ve sat high before—don’t make this scene too ugly and throw away the last shred of your dignity and pride."

"You..." Han Li was furious, itching to slaughter Ren Mingze.

In the tense, ready-to-explode atmosphere, Yu Fusheng, who’d been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Shen You’an. "I worked my whole life, and this is how I end up. Am I not ridiculous?"

As soon as he finished, he suddenly burst out laughing, laughing until tears shot from his eyes.

He was completely like a madman.

It shocked everyone. They had never seen Yu Fusheng like this.

Shen You’an watched coldly.

"Enough." Yu Fusheng’s laughter gradually died, turning into desolation.

His gaze fixed on Shen You’an’s face, as if through this face he was recalling someone from the past.

"You and your father look very much alike between the brows. I should’ve realized sooner."

Yu Fusheng’s tone carried a trace of wistfulness. "He was very smart, could get first place without studying, the ’genius’ in everyone’s mouth. It was like there was some kind of magic on him—anyone who saw him would unconsciously be drawn to him, like him. He was like the sun, forever bright and dazzling. Even Grandma once sighed that if only Yu Fuli were her biological grandson, how good that would be."

Then his words turned, as if years of pain were being laid out under the sun. "And me? My grades weren’t bad either, my personality was fine, but in front of the sun, a star can only ever be a star. No one could see me. I was insanely jealous of him, yet I couldn’t help but yearn for him. So I tried to secretly get close to him. You know what? He actually became friends with me. Do you know how laughable that is?"

Shen You’an’s fists clenched tight. "So you killed him."

"That’s right. I hated his excellence, and hated his kindness even more. Why couldn’t he be a little worse? Then I wouldn’t feel guilty killing him. But it’s too late to say anything now. I don’t regret killing him. I only regret not killing him outright back then, giving him the chance to escape with his life, giving him the chance to have you, this bastard child."

Yu Fusheng sighed. "There’s no point in saying this now anyway. In the end, I still lost—lost completely."

Yu Fusheng shouted up at the sky, "Yu Fuli, you win."

You have a formidable daughter to avenge you.

Yu Fusheng looked back at Shen You’an. "Back then, Grandma got all of her dowry from Sang Ziming. It was a considerable fortune. Grandma left some of it to me. I never touched those things. They’re in a safe deposit box at Guangbao Bank. They’re not much use to me, but to you, they’re of great significance. Come over here, I’ll give you the key."

Shen You’an narrowed her eyes slightly, unmoved.

Yu Fusheng sighed. "You don’t trust me, and you’re right not to."

He took the initiative and walked toward Shen You’an.

Right now everyone was staring at Yu Fusheng’s every move, not knowing what he was about to do.

Yu Fusheng reached a hand into his jacket. "I’ve always carried this key with me. It’s finally waiting for its true owner..."

Shen You’an toyed with her gun, looking all casual and careless.

Yet what Yu Fusheng drew from his jacket was a handgun. The muzzle aimed straight at Shen You’an’s head. The pain and remorse on his face had vanished without a trace, replaced by a chilling coldness and cruelty.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation. A single gunshot—"bang"—rang out.

The whole sequence happened in a split second, giving no one time to react.

Even someone like Ren Mingze, who was used to big scenes, couldn’t help but let out an "ah" when he saw this.

Who would’ve thought Yu Fusheng could be this sinister, laying so much groundwork only to hold back this one big move.

Everyone watched as the girl’s waist twisted at an unbelievable speed; the bullet scraped past her temple. If she’d been 0.01 seconds slower, blood would have splattered on the spot.

This required an extremely quick reaction. Shen You’an once again stunned everyone present.

Yu Fusheng’s next shot followed immediately; "bang, bang"—he fired two shots in a row, leaving Shen You’an no chance to fight back.

At this moment, Yu Fusheng had turned into a merciless shooting machine. He had only one goal: kill Shen You’an.

Shen You’an rolled on the spot, fast as lightning. Her devilishly elusive footwork dazzled the eyes; in the blink of an eye she had circled behind Yu Fusheng. Her slender hand wrapped around him like a snake and, before Yu Fusheng could react, she successfully disarmed his pistol.

The next second, the cold muzzle was pressed against Yu Fusheng’s temple.

Shen You’an raised an eyebrow. "Yu Fusheng, this is the real you—vicious, ruthless, stopping at nothing. Making you admit defeat hurts you more than killing you. Even if you die, you have to drag me down with you. But unfortunately, your little plan misfired. I’m not that useless good-for-nothing daughter of yours."

Yu Fusheng closed his eyes. "Go on, kill me."

The next second, Xiang Chenyan rushed in with his team.

No one at the scene could get away.

Xiang Chenyan saw the woman in red lying on the ground with two bullet wounds. Her clothes were soaked with blood, scarlet and dazzling.

His gaze darkened as he quickly made a judgment and ordered his men, "Someone’s been shot. Tell the standby medical team to come pick her up."

His subordinate rushed off to carry out the order.

Xiang Chenyan didn’t spare the woman on the ground another glance. Expressionless, he walked further inside.

Hongyu had lost too much blood. Her consciousness was gradually blurring; even the face in front of her was fading, distant like a dream.

It felt as if a face like this, that cool, low voice, had appeared in her dreams before.

They say that before a person dies, the scenes of their life flash through their mind like a revolving lantern.

Those fragments of memory buried deep in her mind were pieced back together.

At the moment she completely lost consciousness, a single tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye.

Xiang Chenyan strode up to Yu Fusheng, snapped handcuffs around his wrists, and a cold, stern voice rang out: "Yu Fusheng, you are under arrest."

Yu Fusheng’s face was ashen. He turned to look back at Shen You’an.

The girl before him carried an aura of poised confidence between her brows. She possessed top-tier hacking skills, and a fighting prowess that kept her forever invincible, but the most formidable thing about her was that she had the finest qualities of a Hunter.

She dug a perfect pit, then patiently lured her prey to jump in. If the prey was too cautious, she’d disguise herself as one of them, infiltrate their group and win their trust, then deliver a fatal blow the moment they let down their guard.

This kind of psychological destruction was far more thorough than a simple asset freeze.

With this revenge, in both governance and psychology, she had crushed him completely.

Yu Fuli, you raised a good daughter.

Shen You’an’s gaze was icy. "Yu Fusheng, the law will judge you next, and expose your crimes to the public, to comfort the spirits of my father and great-grandmother in heaven."

Xiang Chenyan said in a deep voice, "Take him away."

His men came over and, one on each side, dragged the disgraced Yu Fusheng away.

The others present were also cuffed and taken away one by one.

"Miss Shen, I’m on your side, you know. Strictly speaking, I’m with the police too. Cops can’t arrest me," Ren Mingze shouted. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Shen You’an remained unmoved and said to Xiang Chenyan, "In cahoots with the enemy, sins unforgivable."

Xiang Chenyan nodded and signaled to his men. No matter how much Ren Mingze protested, the police still ruthlessly snapped handcuffs on him and hauled him away.

Hongyu was taken away by the medical team for treatment.

Shen You’an glanced at Xiang Chenyan. "I injured your beloved. You’re not planning to hold that against me, are you?"

"She may have her hardships, but she’s done plenty of dirty work for Yu Fusheng all these years. Her hands are drenched in blood. She’s far from innocent. You did very well."

Xiang Chenyan looked seriously at Shen You’an. "At such a young age, you infiltrated a criminal organization and helped the police obtain all their evidence. Your contribution is enormous. I’ll make sure you’re commended."

Xiang Chenyan thought for a moment, then said, "You’re incredibly gifted. Have you considered becoming a police officer in the future?"

Shen You’an shook her head. "That’s not where my ambitions lie."

Xiang Chenyan was regretful but didn’t press. He knew Shen You’an was a top student, and that Na Amo the professor was very fond of her. She might very well become Na Amo’s successor one day; the contribution of a scientist is immeasurable.

Shen You’an pulled on her baseball cap and left without looking back. "I’m off."

Xiang Chenyan called after her, "Where are you going?"

"Got bigger things to do. Call me when the day comes for Yu Fusheng to stand trial."

Xiang Chenyan had a thousand questions he wanted to ask—for instance, why she had a backdoor into Tianlu Bank’s system—but as he watched that carefree figure walk away, he knew that asking anything now would be meaningless.