Mr He froze in shock. He ordered his men to unlock the cell immediately and charged in once they pulled the gate open.
"He's dead!"
Alarm flashed across the men's eyes. A dark look descended upon their faces.
The cell had been heavily guarded. But Luo Heng had ended up dead. How had he died?
No one had entered this cell!
Mr He stewed in silent rage.
He felt a stinging sensation on his cheeks. It was as if someone had just given him a tight slap across his face.
The perpetrator of that imaginary slap was Jiang Ning.
The young man had sought him out and reminded him to keep Luo Heng alive. He hadn't taken Jiang Ning's words seriously then.
Jiang Ning's warnings had turned to reality. How wonderful.
Mr He didn't care about Luo Heng's death. He had to die sooner or later. What Mr He had found unacceptable was that he had died in his prison.
The perpetrator was openly challenging him and the Disciplinary Hall.
"Did anyone visit his cell?" Mr He asked coldly.
"No one was allowed into the prison, Mr He. I'm willing to swear upon my life!" One of his men clenched his jaw and replied. "The only ones allowed inside are our own people from the Disciplinary Hall. We patrolled the area twice. We didn't see anyone. I was the one who stood guard at the gate."
Mr He stepped forward and grabbed the guard by the collar. He snarled. "Our people? Are you sure they were all from the Disciplinary Hall? Did you check everyone?"
The guard's face paled when he heard what Mr He had said.
He had not. There had been a dozen of them, so he couldn't possibly inspect every one of them.
"Mr He...l..."
"I'll deal with you later!" Mr He cursed, then turned and left, leaving a terrified guard quaking in his boots.
He had committed a terrible oversight!
This was a disaster. No one cared about Luo Heng's death. What was at stake now was Mr He's reputation.
He was done for!
"Luo Heng isn't going to die in your turf. That was what you told me, Mr He. And now you're telling me that he's dead?" Jiang Ning shook his head profusely. "I don't believe you."
A stormy look descended upon Mr He's face. Jiang Ning was milking this for all it was worth. He was relentless.
At least his eyes were open now.
It must take unimaginable skill to belittle someone while your eyes were shut.
"I'm not here to chat.” Mr He waved his hand vaguely. "Luo Heng's dead. We've lost our only lead. Remember, they tried to kill you."
"Sure."
"Sure? Is that all you have to say?" Mr He barked out an angry laugh. He repeated himself. "They tried to kill you."
"That's right."
"That's right?”
He couldn't take it anymore. Mr He shot to his feet. After a moment, he sat down again. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He wasn't going to let Jiang Ning drive him to an early grave.
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