I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 542 - 442 Terrifying News

"There’s no need for money. Out of respect for Elder Sun, I’ll help you this once."

After speaking, Xia Liang did something odd: he pulled out a tissue and began to play with it, even starting to tear it apart.

Sun Zhihai sighed in relief when Xia Liang nodded. "Then, please, Master Xia, help us figure out where this person is hiding. He has already killed more than a dozen people. Helping us catch him would be a great deed indeed."

Everyone looked earnestly at Xia Liang, their eyes filled with sincerity.

Xia Liang, on the other hand, continued to tear the tissue in his hands, having now shaped it into a little paper figure with limbs.

Then, he finally spoke. "This person is a heinous criminal and even possesses homemade explosives. Even if I gave you the address, your people would suffer casualties when they go to arrest him."

"For such a vicious criminal, some casualties are unavoidable, but..."

Sun Zhihai was somewhat puzzled. "What do you mean by that, Master Xia?"

"I mean that since I’ve agreed to help, I’ll see it through to the end. I will take care of this person for you."

"No, no..." Sun Zhihai quickly shook his head. "This man is skilled in martial arts and incredibly agile. Plus, you said he has homemade explosives. If you go to the site, it could be very dangerous."

Listening to Sun Zhihai, Xia Liang simply laughed. "Who said I was going to the scene to find him?"

"Then what do you mean?"

The others were stunned. If Xia Liang wasn’t going to the criminal’s hideout, how would he deal with him?

Without responding to Sun Zhihai, Xia Liang drained the half-full glass of wine beside him in one gulp. Then he pushed the empty glass forward.

Sun Zhihai immediately understood and hastily filled the glass to the brim with wine.

Afterward, Xia Liang nonchalantly placed the little paper figure he had torn out earlier into the glass of wine and then stood up.

"Let’s leave it at that for today. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now."

With a faint smile, Xia Liang walked toward the door without looking back.

After a two-second pause, Liu Yu was the first to react. "Master Xia, you haven’t told us the killer’s location yet!"

But Xia Liang just waved his hand and walked out of the Sun family’s home without a backward glance.

Seeing this, Sun Zhihai’s expression soured.

The other two bureau chiefs didn’t know what Xia Liang was up to. They could only glance at the glass of wine in front of his empty seat, where the paper figure was still floating on the surface.

That glass of wine had been poured for Xia Liang by Sun Zhihai himself. Never mind not drinking the wine, but to throw trash into it... Even at a casual gathering, it’s disrespectful not to drink what the host pours for you, let alone tossing something into the glass. This was like slapping Sun Zhihai right in the face in front of everyone. Even if Xia Liang truly had some great ability, that was no excuse for his behavior. The kid is too arrogant. He made a few correct guesses, and now he just walks out without even helping us. What he said earlier was bizarre, too. One moment he’s saying he’ll deal with the killer himself, the next he says he won’t go to the scene. In the end, he gave us no information about the killer at all. It was all just smoke and mirrors.

RING. RING. RING.

「At the same moment」

Almost as if synced with the sound of a Lamborghini engine starting outside the villa, Director Qiu’s phone also rang.

Qiu immediately answered and put it to his ear. Before he could listen for more than a few seconds, his face turned ghostly pale and his lips began to tremble. Just moments before, he had been glowing with health. Such a terrifyingly rapid change could only mean one thing—he had heard an incredibly shocking piece of news.

His gaze was firmly fixed on the glass that Xia Liang had left behind.

"What’s wrong?" Sun Zhihai asked, sensing that something was off with Qiu.

Qiu trembled as he spoke into the phone. "Wait... wait a moment. I’m putting you on... on speaker. Please... please repeat what you just told me."

After saying this, Director Qiu activated the speaker and shakily placed the phone on the table.

The voice from the phone came out loud and clear. "Right. The serial killer is dead. He just drowned!"

BOOM!

As the words fell, everyone felt as if their minds had exploded, going completely blank.

All four pairs of eyes stared intently at the paper figure in the wine glass at Xia Liang’s seat, their faces turning ashen and their pupils contracting violently. Cold sweat poured from the four of them, soaking them completely within seconds.

The entire dining table fell into a deathly silence.

Only now did they finally understand what Xia Liang had meant by throwing a paper figure into the glass of wine.

"We stumbled upon the killer’s tracks a little while ago and followed them, hoping to find his hideout," the voice on the phone continued to explain.

"But suddenly, the killer changed direction and headed toward the river. Just as he reached the bank, the ground beneath his feet collapsed, and he fell in. The current was too strong for us to risk jumping in after him, so we could only follow along the riverbank. A little while later, we found his body on a shallow shoal. He had drowned!"

But Sun Zhihai and the others weren’t listening anymore.

They were all staring, trembling, at the wine glass in front of Xia Liang’s empty seat.