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Chapter 202: Chapter 202

After the traffic police arrived, they questioned Zuri about what had happened. Zuri truthfully described the situation, and several witnesses around also corroborated the events.

 

When the ambulance arrived, the two injured people were loaded onto it. The truck driver, who was later pulled out of the vehicle, had already succumbed to the accident, his body emitting a burnt odor.

 

Onlookers shook their heads in pity as they watched the driver and the two bloodied victims.

 

One person said to Zuri, "Young lady, it's a good thing you dodged quickly, or else you would've been..."

 

"You're really lucky; you should go to a temple and pray for good fortune."

 

"That was too close. If it weren't for this young lady, that little girl might've been hurt."

 

Zuri paid no attention to the murmurs around her. She took out her phone, intending to call Lei Ting, but before she could dial, her phone rang—it was the delivery man who had called her earlier.

 

"Miss Zuri, I'm at the bus stop now, but it seems like there's been an accident. Where are you?"

 

"I'm right here at the scene," Zuri replied as she scanned the crowd. Soon, she spotted a man holding a phone, looking around anxiously.

 

Zuri walked toward him.

 

"Where are you?" the man asked.

 

Zuri tapped his shoulder. The young man turned around and, upon seeing the blood on Zuri's arm, looked at her in surprise. "Are you Zuri?"

 

"Yes, I am. Where were you earlier?" Zuri asked in a stern tone.

 

The delivery man looked embarrassed and apologized, "I'm really sorry. That client wanted me to deliver his package immediately, and since it was close by, I thought I could make it there and back quickly. I really apologize."

 

He bowed deeply in apology.

 

Zuri narrowed her eyes as she scrutinized him. Then, she glanced over at the truck and the pool of blood on the ground, a flashback of Jonah's accident surfacing in her mind.

 

The scene was eerily similar, almost too much so, making her wonder if this was all orchestrated.

 

Was it a coincidence? Or was it deliberately planned?

 

Zuri couldn't shake the question from her mind.

 

The delivery man scratched his head and, seeing her silence, nervously pleaded, "Please don't file a complaint against me. I've already had three complaints this month. If I get one more, I won't have any salary left."

 

Zuri didn't directly respond. "Where's my package?"

 

"Oh, right!" The delivery man quickly handed her a package. "Please sign for it."

 

Zuri took the package and signed her name.

 

"What's your name?" Zuri suddenly asked.

 

"My name is Li Nan. If you need anything in the future, you can reach out to me," Li Nan said shyly.

 

Zuri watched him leave after she took the package.

 

Li Nan, huh?

 

It wouldn't be hard to find out if her suspicions were correct.

 

Perhaps due to the scare from the accident, Zuri felt restless and anxious on her way back home.

 

She pulled out her phone and called Lei Ting.

 

"Lei Ting, help me look into a courier from Fengyun Express named Li Nan. Also, I want details on the truck driver from today's traffic accident on Fushan Road."

 

Sensing something amiss, Lei Ting asked, "Zuri, did something happen?"

 

Zuri couldn't bring herself to describe her feelings, so she merely said, "Nothing major, just a close call with an accident. Please look into this quickly..."

 

Before Zuri could finish her sentence, a sudden force from behind shoved her forward.

 

Caught off guard, she stumbled forward a few steps. As she turned around to see who had pushed her, a flower pot came crashing down from above, shattering right next to her feet, with dirt scattering all over her legs.

 

Zuri froze, looking up at the quiet apartment building, seeing no one around.

 

When she turned back, she saw a man standing in front of her. "Leo, what are you doing here?"

 

Leo walked up to her, his eyes scanning her before landing on the bandaged wound on her arm. His gaze darkened slightly when he noticed the shattered pieces near her feet.

 

He knelt down, took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped away the dirt from the small cut on her leg caused by the shards.

 

Zuri was surprised to see this usually proud man kneel down for someone.

 

"I can do it myself," Zuri said as she squatted down, trying to take the handkerchief from him, but Leo held onto her hand.

 

"It's done," Leo said, tying the handkerchief around her ankle, making it look like a decorative anklet.

 

The shop owner downstairs, seeing the smashed flower pot, grumbled, "So inconsiderate! Throwing something from that height could kill someone."

 

"Does this happen often?" Zuri asked.

 

The shop owner sighed, "Yes, it does. People spit, toss cigarette butts, or throw used tissues out of the window—it's disgusting. But this time, throwing a flower pot is just too much."

 

"Doesn't anyone take action?"

 

"How can you, when you can't find the culprit? There's no surveillance in these old buildings, and when the property management asked around, everyone denied it. You can't do anything without proof. All you can do is put up with it. These days, you run into all sorts of people."

 

Zuri glanced up at the residents above, then turned back to Leo. "Why are you here?"

 

"I happened to be passing by," Leo replied, looking at the bandage on her arm. "How did you get hurt?"

 

Zuri glanced at her arm. "A car lost control earlier, and I got hurt while dodging it."

 

Her casual tone didn't convey the danger of the situation at all. If she hadn't dodged in time, she might have ended up as a corpse.

 

"A car accident?" Leo frowned.

 

"Had you not pushed me earlier, I might've ended up with a cracked skull. I think today's been rather unlucky for me. No wonder my eyelids have been twitching all day," Zuri said lightly, though she was still shaken.

 

"It does seem like bad luck," Leo said as he walked beside her. Suddenly, he reached out and covered her head with his hands.

 

Zuri looked at him in confusion.

 

"To block the bad luck," Leo said seriously.

 

"What kind of superstition is that?"

 

"It's an old saying from my hometown: when bad luck hangs over you, you just need to cover it up."

 

"That's just superstition," Zuri said with a smile. "You can put your hands down now."

 

But Leo didn't move, keeping his hands over her head. Passersby started staring at them, their heads turning as they walked by, the couple drawing a lot of attention.

 

"Mommy, what's that big brother doing?" a little girl asked curiously.

 

The child's mother was equally puzzled. What were those two young people up to? The weather was clear, so what was the point of covering her head?

 

The mother, although inwardly perplexed, calmly replied, "That brother is shading the sister from the sun."

 

"But there's no sun," the child said, eyes wide with confusion.

 

The mother: ...

 

The child, unsatisfied with the explanation, tugged on her mother's clothes.

 

The mother, exasperated, muttered through gritted teeth, "They're just being lovey-dovey."


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Chapter 203: Chapter 203

"What does it mean to 'spread dog food'?" the child asked again.

 

The mother quickly picked up the child and hurried away from the scene, wanting to avoid the two "crazy" people.

 

The innocent question from the child, along with the mother's response, clearly floated into Zuri and Leo's ears.

 

A blush spread across Zuri's beautiful face as she grabbed Leo's hand that was hovering over her head. "Put your hands down, people are staring."

 

Leo remained unmoved. "Stay calm! No need to worry."

 

Looking at Leo's persistence, Zuri realized that while he could be considerate and yield at times, he could also be stubbornly obstinate.

 

What Zuri didn't know was that there was another layer of meaning behind this gesture.

 

Zuri walked quickly, and whether it was Leo's presence or the supposed warding off of bad luck, the anxiety that had been weighing on her heart disappeared.

 

-

 

"What did you say? Who died?" Dalia's hand trembled as she held the phone, not out of fear but out of anger.

 

The voice on the other end was stern. "The person died, so you need to pay more. You have to cover the compensation for the families of the two deceased."

 

"What about the person I wanted you to hit? What happened to her?"

 

There was a long silence on the other end before the voice spoke again, "She dodged it. She got away."

 

Dalia's anger surged. "You failed to do what I asked, and now you want me to pay for it? Dream on!"

 

"Do you believe I won't tell the others about this?" the voice threatened.

 

Dalia, not one to be outdone, retorted, "Do you believe I won't spend a million to have you and your family wiped out?"

 

The other end fell completely silent, not expecting her to be so ruthless, but also afraid she might actually do it. After all, if she was willing to spend money on such a job, she could easily spend more to eliminate loose ends.

 

Sensing the silence, Dalia softened her tone, "I can offer another million. But that's all."

 

"Deal." The voice on the other end agreed, not daring to push further.

 

After hanging up, Dalia pressed her hand to her forehead. The last thing she wanted had happened.

 

Her final plan was the riskiest one, the one she was most reluctant to use, but now she had no choice. Time was running out.

 

Dalia took out a prepared unregistered SIM card from her drawer and dialed Zuri's number.

 

At that moment, Zuri was on the phone with Leiting.

 

"You mentioned that deliveryman. I've checked; he's clean. Also, there's no unusual financial activity related to the truck driver, and nothing suspicious has been found so far. However, I did find out that the truck driver has cancer—late-stage. He doesn't have much time left."

 

Everything seemed normal, but based on his years of experience, Leiting knew that sometimes the more normal things seemed, the more suspicious they were.

 

"Additionally, the address from which the package was sent isn't recorded by the courier company. There's no trace of who sent it."

 

The package Zuri received contained a delicate puppet doll. She had asked her friends, but no one admitted to sending it.

 

Could Dalia be behind this? Or was it someone else?

 

Whoever it was, she was determined to find out.

 

"Keep an eye on Dalia's movements for me."

 

"You suspect her?" Leiting asked.

 

"I'm not sure, but she's the most likely suspect." As she was speaking, the phone in the living room started ringing. Zuri told Leiting to hold on and then ended the call.

 

She picked up the phone on the coffee table. It was an unfamiliar number.

 

"Who is this?" Zuri asked.

 

"It's me," came Dalia's voice.

 

Zuri raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Mrs. Lin, it's been a while."

 

Hearing Zuri's voice suddenly made Dalia feel as though she was miles away. "Zuri, how have you been lately?"

 

"Mrs. Lin, if you have something to say, just say it," Zuri responded coldly.

 

Dalia chuckled. "About what you mentioned last time, I've thought it over. I can tell you what I know, but you have to pay me. In exchange, I'll give you the information."

 

If Zuri had been sixty to seventy percent sure before this call that Dalia was involved, she was now one hundred percent certain.

 

"Agreed."

 

Dalia had expected her to agree.

 

"Let's meet at a tea house the day after tomorrow at 3 p.m. to discuss it in person. How about that?"

 

"Agreed."

 

Both had their own plans.

 

After hanging up, Zuri smiled silently.

 

Zuri took out her phone and dialed a long-unused number. It was answered quickly.

 

"Saira," Zuri said in a serious tone.

 

"Zuri!" Saira responded, her voice cold.

 

"It's been a long time," Zuri said with a smile.

 

"If you're calling to gloat, you'll be disappointed. I'm doing better than ever," Saira replied with a sneer.

 

Despite Saira's unfriendly tone, Zuri continued smiling. "I've seen you in worse shape."

 

"You…"

 

Just as Saira was about to hang up, Zuri's calm voice interrupted, "Do you want to continue being Arthur's fiancée?"

 

"What do you mean?" Saira's hand paused just as she was about to hang up.

 

"I know how to get rid of the toxins in Arthur's body. If I give you the antidote and you pass it on to the Huang family, what do you think?"

 

"You think I'll trust you? I won't fall for your trick."

 

Although Saira said this, Zuri knew she was intrigued.

 

"I forgot to mention, I'm the daughter of the Feng family. It just so happens that my second brother is Adam. You've probably heard of him. He has the antidote."

 

"Ha, we could just buy it directly from him."

 

"Hahaha, you're so naive," Zuri laughed. "With one word from me, you'll never get it. Believe me?"

 

Saira clenched her teeth.

 

How could she not believe it?

 

Hearing Zuri's arrogant and confident tone, Saira couldn't help but feel envious.

 

"What do you want me to do?" Saira gritted her teeth.

 

"Meet me at a tea house the day after tomorrow at 2:30 p.m. Don't tell anyone about this, or the deal is off. Of course, you don't have to trust me. But don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

 

"I understand," Saira grudgingly agreed. "Are you sure your brother can really do it?"

 

That toxin was a special substance she'd obtained from a friend.

 

"If my brother can't, no one can."

 

"I'll trust you this once."

 

After hanging up, Zuri called Leiting again.

 

This time, the call lasted over an hour.

 

The next afternoon, the warm golden light streamed into the room, falling on the slender figure by the window.

 

Zuri opened a drawer and took out a nearly full bottle of mouse tails. Her fingers gently traced the bottle as a wicked smile curled her lips.

 

"It's time to end this."

 

Zuri stood up and left.

 

This time, the glass bottle was not locked away in the drawer but was left quietly on the dressing table.

 

A gentle breeze blew through the window, lightly lifting the white curtains. The breeze also brushed over the table, causing a white piece of paper to flutter to the ground. The paper landed gently on the floor, with two names written boldly in the center—"Dalia" and "Saira"!


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