Transmigration: The Main Character is Not Becoming the Cannon Fodder!-Chapter 170 - 10: The Strong Woman and the Pretty Boy (Part 10)

Chapter 170: Chapter 10: The Strong Woman and the Pretty Boy (Part 10)

Zhong Min remembered that Song Qiao had seemingly disappeared earlier, yet he spoke in such a tone to him. Could there be things he still didn’t know?

Zhong Min picked up his phone and brought up some information about the Song Group and Song Qiao.

He placed the phone in front of Song Qiao, flipping through the pages for him to see.

Song Qiao was somewhat incredulous. He saw the image on the webpage of Song Qingyun, leaving the Song Group with a desolate expression, and saw Song Qingyun’s once full head of black hair now entirely white. Song Qiao felt shaken.

Didn’t he just go to Lin Tai Mountain? What exactly happened?

Finally, he saw the time on the phone display, his pupils dilating.

So, so it’s been this long already?

Why, over these months, does he have no memories at all? Who exactly—

Who exactly has such powerful abilities?

Li Shuning, is it Li Shuning?

When Song Qiao saw his own warrant, he had no more thoughts.

Why did it become like this? The Song Group, how could it possibly collapse? Was it because of him? At this moment, Song Qiao couldn’t help but regret. If he had listened to his father back then, might things not have ended up this way?

Zhong Min then turned off the phone. "Song Qiao, today has come for you as well; you’re not some young master anymore, so don’t keep up the young master act."

"Do you know? Once, you were so high and mighty. What was a human life in your eyes anyway? Do you know? I have AIDS now. You loved playing around so much, from today on, I’ll have some fun with you, alright?"

Song Qiao looked up in shock. Upon closer examination of this man, he realized how familiar he seemed.

"It’s you, you’re Zhong Min?"

"Recognized me, huh? Better that you recognized me than to be toyed with unknowingly."

"Why have you become like this?"

"Haha, why have I become like this? Isn’t it all your doing?"

At this moment, Zhong Min already started undressing Song Qiao.

Only now did Song Qiao feel somewhat afraid. He liked playing around; violent tendencies coursed through his veins, but he didn’t want to contract AIDS.

Zhong Min, yet another person connected to Li Shuning; was his tragic situation orchestrated by Li Shuning?

Song Qiao knew Zhong Min wouldn’t spare him. But he hadn’t actually done anything to him—he even provided him with information on Li Shuning, offered him advice, and gifted him millions to spend.

Why was he so hostile against him?

What Song Qiao didn’t know was, Zhong Min had been reborn into this world; he was once one of the many victims.

Originally loathing any intimate act with men, yet over the past week, Zhong Min had particularly enjoyed staying home to engage in those acts with that man.

Zhong Min was already struggling financially. He didn’t want Song Qiao to die too quickly, but he didn’t give him much food. Watching Song Qiao grow increasingly weak, he gradually lowered his guard.

One time as Song Qiao went to the bathroom, suddenly, Song Qiao trapped him from behind, despite his hands being tied. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Zhong Min struggled to break free, but Song Qiao’s arms encircled Zhong Min’s.

After contracting the disease, Zhong Min’s health declined greatly. Though Song Qiao was weak from inconsistent eating over a week, he had meticulously planned, naturally locking Zhong Min in a tight grip.

Soon enough, Zhong Min started rolling his eyes, frothing at the mouth, then ceased to struggle entirely.

After a long while, Song Qiao finally released Zhong Min.

Zhong Min was dead as a doornail.

Song Qiao collapsed onto the ground, burying his face, wanting to cry but no tears came.

Stumbling into the kitchen, he scavenged some food, feeling slightly better after eating.

He removed the ropes from his body, went to the bedroom to gather some cash, glanced at Zhong Min’s corpse in the bathroom, spat, and prepared to leave.

But just as he opened the door, he found police outside, seemingly about to knock.

Song Qiao froze, reflexively wanting to shut the door.

The police reacted quickly, immediately forcing the door back open.

There had been previous reports that the resident had been acting suspiciously lately, strange noises were constantly heard from within, and it was suspected that domestic assault was occurring.

Thus, two officers came to investigate.

Unexpectedly, before them someone opened the door only to try shutting it again quickly, evidently guilty.

Upon entering, Song Qiao knew it was over for him.

Everything connected one thing to another, relentlessly destroying him.

In the small room, everything was clear as day. The two officers quickly spotted the corpse in the bathroom.

One officer immediately called for backup.

The two men faced off against an adversary, aiming their guns at Song Qiao.

When the backup arrived, an examination of the scene revealed that Song Qiao had indeed killed the man.

And Song Qiao’s warrant had been sent with a photo to the entire country’s police system; he was a highly dangerous, deranged fugitive.

Song Qiao was apprehended.

Learning Song Qiao had killed an AIDS patient, authorities examined Song Qiao. The report showed Song Qiao was infected too.

Song Qiao was a violent fiend and now captured, but instead of being sentenced to death, he was isolated in imprisonment.

His future life would be spent in prison, and due to his high-risk status, he was kept in solitary confinement, alone, without anyone to speak to, trapped in jail.

Song Qiao was unwilling to accept this fate, repeatedly requested to see Li Shuning, yet his requests went processed, but why would Li Shuning visit him?

Before long, Song Qiao couldn’t take it anymore and seized an opportunity to commit suicide.

Li Shuning went again to Hua Junhao’s office, this time resigning.

"Brother Hao, I’m quitting."

Hua Junhao was a bit shocked. "Shuning, what’s wrong? Is someone giving you a hard time? Why resign? Haven’t we been collaborating well?"

Li Shuning, however, smiled and said, "I’m very grateful for Brother Hao’s care during this time, but I’m a bit exhausted. For many years now, it’s been work non-stop, and I don’t want to keep living like this."

Hua Junhao grew anxious. "Shuning, please don’t leave, you do realize, I like you, right?"

Li Shuning, however, gave a bitter smile, shook her head. "Sorry, Brother Hao, because of Zhong Min, I think I won’t love again. Sorry, you deserve someone better."

In fact, having noticed Hua Junhao’s increasing attention on her, she considered resigning.

Moreover, she had completed her mission in this world and didn’t lack money, naturally unwilling to continue work. She still had her cultivation to focus on.

Hua Junhao indeed treated her well, but she wouldn’t do anything over gratitude, all her heart belonged to Yun Zimo.

Ultimately, Li Shuning resigned.

After leaving, Li Shuning departed Flower City, sold her villa, moved to another city, bought a house, and began diligently cultivating.

Years later, Hua Junhao, as the head of the Hua Family, couldn’t stay single forever, eventually he married someone.