Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 293 Thorny Rose (50)

Yan Zhen squatted down in front of him and patted his face: "Wake up."

Wang Jianchun barely opened his eyes a crack. Seeing that the people who came were Yan Zhen and Song Yi, he closed his eyes again and said in a hoarse, weak voice, "You don't need to ask anymore. I won't say anything."

Having been imprisoned for so long, he was tormented by hunger, pain, and fear, and had become disheartened, accepting his inevitable death.

Revealing the location of the body will lead to death, and remaining silent will also result in death.

I might as well just starve to death.

Yan Zhen frowned, turned to Song Yi and said, "Call the doctor to give him an injection of glucose."

We can't let him die like this.

The doctor arrived quickly, but Wang Jianchun strongly resisted when the doctor tried to administer an IV.

"Don't waste your time, I won't say anything. Don't even think about getting anything out of me about Lin Chan!" Wang Jianchun sneered at Yan Zhen. "You'll never find Lin Chan's body in your lifetime!"

Yan Zhen was silent for three seconds, then picked up the steel thermos cup used by the guards on the table and slammed it hard into Wang Jianchun's face.

Wang Jianchun let out a strange cry and fainted.

Three hours later, Wang Jianchun woke up after receiving the glucose infusion.

Yan Zhen, who was playing games upstairs, heard the bodyguard's report and instructed the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge. He then said to Song Yi, "I want to talk to him alone."

Song Yi agreed.

Yan Zhen took the bowl of porridge to the basement.

The basement was brightly lit. The bodyguard lifted Wang Jianchun, who was lying on the ground, and made him sit up, still bound hand and foot, lean against the cold wall behind him.

Wang Jianchun's face was swollen from being hit by Yan Zhen, there was blood in his right eye socket, two teeth were knocked out, and his mouth was full of the sweet and metallic taste of blood.

Having been starving for so many days, all his senses had gone numb. The glucose injected into his body awakened his senses, and suddenly he felt pain all over his body, with his stomach burning with discomfort.

Yan Zhen squatted down in front of him with the bowl of porridge in her hand. Wang Jianchun's eyes immediately became wary as he looked at her, but when his gaze fell on the bowl of white porridge in her hand, he unconsciously swallowed.

His senses have been reawakened, including hunger; he now craves food.

Yan Zhen saw his longing, stirred the still steaming porridge with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to his lips.

Wang Jianchun looked at her warily, not daring to open his mouth.

Yan Zhen scoffed: "Don't worry, I didn't poison you. Killing you would be a piece of cake. There's no need to waste poison."

Wang Jianchun thought it made sense, so he opened his mouth and drank the spoonful of porridge.

Yan Zhen fed him spoonful by spoonful, and Wang Jianchun opened his mouth and drank it in big gulps.

"Do you want to get out of here alive?" Yan Zhen asked, her hands moving without stopping, her voice as calm as if she were having a casual chat with Wang Jianchun.

Wang Jianchun swallowed the porridge in his mouth and mumbled, "Stop asking these nonsense questions. I know you won't let me go."

She went through all that trouble to capture and torture him, just to find out where Lin Chan was hiding her body.

If he were to reveal the location of the body, he would be killed.

From the moment he was captured, he knew he was doomed, it was only a matter of time.

He may have had some thoughts of struggling before, but now he has resigned himself to his fate.

“Let’s make a deal,” Yan Zhen said. “Tell me where my mother’s body is hidden, and do me another favor, and I’ll spare your life.”

Wang Jianchun was convinced she was trying to trick him into revealing the location of the body, and remained unmoved: "I won't do it."

"Don't rush to answer. Let's hear the details of the deal before making a decision," Yan Zhen said. "Of course, when I say I'll spare your life, I don't mean I'll set you free. I mean I'll send you to prison on charges of murder. I've looked up the relevant laws. Killing one or two people won't get you the death penalty, but you'll get life imprisonment. You'll live in prison for over twenty years. If you're lucky, you might even be able to get out and retire."

Wang Jianchun hesitated upon hearing this.

He knew better than anyone how much his adopted daughter hated him, and he would never believe her when she said she would let him go.

But if she says she'll send herself to jail, then he'll have to think about it.

After all, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

After a long while, Wang Jianchun finally said, "Tell me, what can I do to help you?"

"Take me to the place where my mother's body is hidden," Yan Zhen said. "And help me kill someone else."

Wang Jianchun's expression hardened: "Kill whom?"

Yan Zhen smiled slightly: "Me."

Wang Jianchun was stunned.

He stared intently at Yan Zhen: "Are you kidding me?"

Yan Zhen put the bowl of porridge aside: "Just tell me if you're going to do it or not. If you're not, I won't force you. I won't come here again, and you'll starve to death. It's risky to agree to make a deal with me, but if you win the gamble, there's a chance you'll die of old age."

Wang Jianchun: "..."

Realizing his adopted daughter wasn't joking, Wang Jianchun asked, "What exactly do you want? Why do you want me to kill you?"

Yan Zhen sighed softly, "I don't want to live anymore."

"...You can kill yourself, why do you insist on making me kill you?"

Yan Zhen lowered her voice and said, "Song Yi—that's the person who helped me capture you. I've fallen in love with him, but he did some things that hurt me. I want to punish him, and the best way to punish him is to die in front of him while he also loves me. That way, he'll never forget me for the rest of his life, and I'll be the eternal white moonlight in his heart."

Wang Jianchun looked at Yan Zhen as if he were an idiot: "Just because of this?"

"uh-huh."

Wang Jianchun didn't understand and attributed Yan Zhen's crazy behavior to an excess of hormones in a teenage girl, commonly known as being love-struck.

He thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, that guy surnamed Song looks rich and powerful. Even if I kill you in front of him, he won't let me go. He'll kill me, and I'll still be dead."

“I’ve already thought of a way out for you,” Yan Zhen said, taking out a cell phone.

Wang Jianchun recognized it as his own phone.

Yan Zhen opened WeChat and found his neighbor Aunt He's WeChat: "Aunt He has a cousin who works at the police station. You can ask Aunt He for help and have her lead the police to ambush near the body hiding place. As long as you make a move, the police will not stand idly by. And after the police get involved, can Song Yi kill you in front of the police? Once you are in the police station, you will be safe."

Wang Jianchun frowned deeply, seemingly weighing the feasibility of this method.

"Of course, this method is not foolproof. To ensure your personal safety and to ensure that you can kill me with one shot, I have prepared a gun for you."

Wang Jianchun paused.

“There are three bullets in the gun. One is for killing me, and the other two are for self-defense.” Yan Zhen coaxed patiently, “If you agree, you can send a voice message to Aunt He now and start making arrangements.”

Wang Jianchun gritted his teeth, his whole being consumed by anxiety and inner turmoil.

Want to take a gamble?

Not gambling means certain death, but gambling might offer a glimmer of hope.

Ultimately, he still wanted to live, even if he had to spend the rest of his life in prison.

After a long while, Wang Jianchun finally made up his mind: "Okay, I promise you."