Street Hustler and His Policewoman Wife

From Qin Fei’s position to Chen Xiao’s position.

The journey takes at least more than ten minutes!

This is also the route the two people surnamed Huang had planned, because such a long distance was more convenient for them to do something.

Chen Xiao had an idea about the time, so he did not reject Huang Hao’s suggestion.

"Take Zhu Nianying to wait in the car," Chen Xiao said to Old Gui, then casually sat down on the bridge pier.

Seeing this, Huang Hao laughed, "You’re truly not afraid of death, huh."

"In the face of absolute strength, all struggle is just in vain. Besides... I don’t have a gun either."

Chen Xiao seemed resigned, sitting by the edge of the bridge pier.

Huang Hao glanced at Zhu Nianying being taken away, his eyes showing some reluctance.

"Why not let her stay here too?" Chen Xiao asked with a smile.

Huang Hao frowned, "Do you want to see human nature?"

Chen Xiao slapped his forehead and laughed, "I almost forgot, your Sacred Heart Church is best at this. Why don’t you let me have a look?"

With that, Chen Xiao shouted to Old Gui, "Wait, don’t rush to send her to the car yet."

Old Gui turned around, fear immediately appearing in Zhu Nianying’s eyes, but she was still brought back by Old Gui.

Looking at Zhu Nianying, Chen Xiao smiled and asked, "Why don’t the three of us sit down and chat about these past few years?"

Huang Hao followed up, "After so many years together, you know me very well, and you understand my abilities. Now, if you go with this driver, as long as he drives right away, you have a hope of surviving and regaining your freedom. But, if the two of you go, surely no one will help him deal with the aftermath."

As he spoke, Huang Hao also looked at Chen Xiao.

Zhu Nianying’s eyes widened, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

After waiting a few seconds, a hint of murderous intent rose in Huang Hao’s eyes:

"You and the one in my heart still have too big a gap!"

"Chen Xiao, how is such a person worth you sacrificing for? You came to rescue her, yet she hesitates at this moment. Do you think what you are doing is still worth it?"

Chen Xiao was momentarily speechless: "You’re getting anxious. Indeed, human nature can’t be deeply explored; deep exploration leads to great terror. But sometimes, you must think about how strong her craving for freedom and life must be after being imprisoned by you for so many years. Don’t you give people even a moment to consider?"

"In my view, at this time, if she had the mind to, she wouldn’t hesitate even a bit."

"That means you haven’t fully explored human nature."

Chen Xiao and Huang Hao exchanged words.

But just then, Zhu Nianying made her choice.

Zhu Nianying, eyes full of fear, retreated into the rain, then ran towards the car.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiao was stunned for a moment, while Huang Hao laughed heartily:

"See, that’s her choice. You come to rescue her at the cost of your life, but what about her? Not a hint of gratitude, only thinking about escaping."

Chen Xiao shrugged.

He actually didn’t care whether Zhu Nianying stayed or not.

Human nature, gratitude, all were not what he sought.

As for rescuing Zhu Nianying, it was originally just to return Huang Zhao a favor.

A detective never seeks anything in return from the victims.

Seeing Zhu Nianying already in the car, Huang Hao lost his mood to joke, instead saying somewhat emotionally:

"All these years, I have been searching for people like her. But was my luck really good or bad? Bad, because I found many who resembled her in appearance."

"Good, because to this day, only two people’s personalities somewhat resemble hers. However, now another one has to be excluded."

Listening to Huang Hao, Chen Xiao couldn’t help asking:

"You know you’re not Huang Zhao’s biological son, why are you so obsessed with your mother?"

"When something is easily obtained, people often don’t cherish it. But when it’s something they’ve never had, they become all the more determined to get it."

Chen Xiao nodded slightly.

He understood this truth, even having experienced such things himself, so he found it particularly reasoned.

However, he did not interrupt Huang Hao, and the latter continued:

"Before my mother died, I actually didn’t know my identity. But from the time I can remember things, I knew one fact: my mother was very hateful."

"When my father was home, I would feel slightly better. But my father often went away to treat others, and during the time he wasn’t home, my days were very difficult, even unbearable."

"Almost every day, she whipped me with a cane, scolding me for being a bastard."

"Back then, I didn’t understand why I was a bastard, or why my mother said that to me. Her insults and beatings even made me think she didn’t love my father."

"But later, when I grew up, I understood my mother actually loved my father very much, and her love for my father was one of appeasement, similar to pleading."

"I think maybe it was because of this that I could see my father would change his attitude whenever my mother pleaded. Yet, when my father went back to treat illness elsewhere, her disdain for me would become even worse. So, I mimicked her way of appeasing my father to please her, plead with her."

"I thought my mother might change out of her compassion, like my father did."

"But I was wrong. When I tried to please her and beg her, she saw her own embarrassment, and her cruelty towards me grew harsher."

As he spoke, Huang Hao lifted his shirt.

It was only then that Chen Xiao noticed a terrifying scar on Huang Hao’s stomach.

The scar stretched from under his ribs down to his abdomen.

"This was the last harm she did to me before she passed. That time, my father was out with friends, and after she repeatedly called for him to return home, he did not listen, so she drugged me unconscious. Then, she used scissors to cut open my stomach."

"Perhaps it wasn’t my time to die. Before she could do anything further, my father returned. He treated me the best he could, saving my life."

"From then on, although my father had never been kind to me, he gradually started to care for me. And my mother, after being reprimanded by my father that time, was like someone who lost their soul."

"She no longer had the energy to torment me, nor the capacity, until she passed away."

At this point, Huang Hao sighed tremblingly:

"So all these years I’ve been looking for people like her, to fill the void of my childhood suffering. Those girls I imprisoned, if their personalities truly resembled hers, all died. But those who resembled what I wished my mother to be, like Zhu Nianying and Jiang Cai, they all survived!"

"Chen Xiao, no matter how big or significant the things I’ve done in this life, I’ve always been seeking what I lacked in childhood!"