The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 672: Murder to Strike the Heart

Lei Jun stared at the dagger, his head covered in cold sweat, wondering how he could possibly bring himself to do it.

Before Yan Danni’s domineering presence, he didn’t dare show the slightest bit of resistance.

"So, you’re quite the loyal lover, huh!"

Yan Danni mockingly watched him as she took a longsword out of her Qiankun Bag and placed it against Lei Jun’s neck.

"I will count to three; if you don’t kill her, you both die!"

Her voice was icy, devoid of any emotion.

Lei Jun cursed and cried out, "Go ahead and kill! I’ve been a dog for the Yan family all my life, one more cut won’t make a difference, and in death, I’ll finally be free."

Zhang Li, in a daze, bit her lip, picked up the dagger from the ground, and charged at Yan Danni to stab her.

She didn’t want Lei Jun to suffer; the past couple of months had made her fall completely in love with this man.

Rather than having Lei Jun do it, she’d prefer to bet her life in a struggle for her last shred of dignity.

"Presumptuous, you dare to fight back?"

Yan Danni snorted coldly, grabbed Zhang Li’s wrist, twisted it, and stabbed the dagger into her stomach.

Zhang Li only felt a chilling sensation in her belly. She reached her hand to Lei Jun’s face and, with a bitter smile, trembled, "Good, good, to live..."

Yan Danni laughed maniacally, "What a touching story of love between a man and his concubine! It even moves me a little."

She released her grip, grabbed Lei Jun’s hand and placed it on top of the dagger, patting his shoulder, "You see, killing someone is so simple, like crushing a disgusting bug. Pull out the knife, and you’ll enjoy this moment of thrill."

Lei Jun cried out in pain, as Yan Danni pulled his arm back forcefully.

The dagger was pulled from Zhang Li’s stomach, splattering her blood on his face.

He let go of the dagger, his hands covered in blood, wailing loudly, nothing like the successful man he had been.

To kill a person is to stab at the heart; Yan Danni wanted to torment Lei Jun on purpose.

Men who dared betray her would suffer agony that gnawed to the bone, a fate worse than death.

She, Yan Danni, could be heartless to men, but no man could afford to be heartless to her.

By the time Zhang Li’s body was found, it was already evening.

She had been thrown down the cliff by Nie Jinghong, her body mangled beyond recognition.

Wang Xiaoya covered her with a garment, crying like a child, holding her and refusing to let go.

Long Fei stood behind her; he had just gotten off the plane when he received a call from Wang Xiaoya.

One of the missed calls was from Zhang Li.

He called Wang Xiaoya back first, but she couldn’t even begin to express her joy of returning. Instead, she told Long Fei that something seemed to have happened to Zhang Li and urged him to go check on her with her immediately.

Both knew that Zhang Li lived in the Dongyang Mountain Villa. Long Fei sent Lin Yingying home and immediately went to pick up Wang Xiaoya to search for Zhang Li.

As they made their way, with Long Fei’s exceptionally keen senses and perception, they easily found Zhang Li at the bottom of the slope.

She lay in a pool of blood, having long since stopped breathing.

All traces at the scene had been erased; even Long Fei couldn’t detect any clues.

He only knew that Zhang Li’s wound was caused by a dagger thrust, and she had died from excessive blood loss due to a ruptured spleen.

He reported to the police, and Ding Xue led a team there promptly.

When the police were about to take Zhang Li’s body away, Wang Xiaoya clung to her hand, refusing to let go.

Long Fei tried to persuade her for a long time, but in the end, he had no choice but to knock her out before the police could take the body away.

In the villa, Long Fei looked at Wang Xiaoya with swollen red eyes, holding her small hand, full of heartache.

He had sent Wang Xiaoya away before going to sea, and it had been almost a hundred days now.

He never expected that she would encounter such an incident just after her return from the Secret Realm.

Zhang Li, the girl, wasn’t inherently bad, just somewhat vain, always thinking about finding a man to climb up in status.

Long Fei had just refrained from speaking in front of the police, but there was no doubt that this matter was definitely related to Lei Jun and his group.

However, he couldn’t quite understand why Lei Jun, who had a pleasant relationship with Zhang Li, would go so far as to kill her.

Even if there had been a conflict, it shouldn’t have led to murder, right?

A moment later, Ding Xue called and asked him, "How’s Little Ya doing?"

"She hasn’t woken up yet!"

Long Fei’s voice was low as he asked her, "How are the investigations going?"

Ding Xue said, "We investigated the villa where Zhang Li lived. All the surveillance footage has been destroyed, and no evidence was left behind. However, a security guard remembers that Lei Jun’s car went back once and then left again. I suspect that Zhang Li must have been in the car. They must have had some dispute on the road, and then Lei Jun killed her."

"Any news on Lei Jun?"

Long Fei asked her.

Ding Xue replied, "Not yet, the current evidence can’t prove he was at the crime scene, we only have eyewitness evidence of his car entering and leaving. If I’m not wrong, someone will definitely come forward to confess tomorrow. It could be a story about a break-in robbery, killing for profit, or something along those lines."

Long Fei agreed and cautioned her, "Be careful, keep this investigation under wraps for now, and notify me immediately if there are any problems."

"Understood!"

Ding Xue responded and hung up the phone.

Wang Xiaoya suddenly turned over, looked at Long Fei with a lost soul, and cried out, "Was that a call from Zhang Li? Is there any news about her?"

Long Fei’s brows were tightly knit as he touched her cheek and said seriously, "Little Ya, Zhang Li is dead, she won’t be calling anymore."

She stared at Long Fei with tears streaming down her face and after a long time managed to choke out, "How could she die? She was fine when I left, how could she just die? She was my best sister, why didn’t you take good care of her for me!"

Wang Xiaoya threw herself into his arms, her hands restlessly clutching at Long Fei.

Long Fei stroked her head, not knowing how to comfort her, he simply let her cry it out, hoping it would lighten her heart.

Exhausted from crying, she clung to Long Fei in silence.

All night, she didn’t say a word.

Early in the morning, Ding Xue called.

The situation was as she had guessed, someone indeed had come forward to confess to the murder of Zhang Li.

According to this person’s testimony, they had first stolen Lei Jun’s car, then learned Lei Jun’s home address.

Holding ill-intentions, they drove back looking to steal something valuable.

But upon entering, they encountered Zhang Li inside.

In a panic, he stabbed Zhang Li and then dumped her body over a cliff.

He had wiped all the bloodstains at the primary crime scene, so no traces were left.

Lei Jun’s car was burned by him too, so that also left no trace.

Unfortunately, he didn’t dispose of the murder weapon, and after extracting fingerprints, it indeed had only his prints on it.

This confession seemed airtight, yet it was full of holes.

Because at the primary crime scene, no matter how much cleaning is done, it’s impossible not to leave any trace.

The police couldn’t find a single drop of blood, not a mark of struggle, within the house.

Of course, the police didn’t believe it, and were still searching for evidence everywhere.

But if this man was insistent on taking the blame, from all angles, there really wasn’t any substantial evidence to refute his claim.

Wang Xiaoya, hearing the sound of the phone, separated from Long Fei and opened her eyes.

The first thing she said was, "I want revenge!"

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