Chapter 317 Sending my son to prison with my own hands and meeting an acquaintance when I left the hotel
Hong Yu took a taxi and arrived at the Bandung Hotel with the evidence provided by Head Nurse Tian, including the transaction records of one million transferred to her by Cheng Dong.
The entrance to room 1808.
Hong Yu knocked on the door three times.
Click!
The door was opened from the inside.
Hong Yu quickly walked into the hotel room.
result,
As soon as I entered the room, the door closed with a bang.
Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed out from behind the door.
This figure is none other than Cheng Dong.
Without saying anything, Cheng Dong raised his head and shot Hong Yu in the head.
If hit, the head will bloom and death will be inevitable.
but,
Just when he was about to pull the trigger, he was kicked back by Hong Yu.
Bang!
His body bounced up like a ball and hit the wall behind the door hard.
Several of his chest and ribs were kicked and broken.
After the bullet hit the ground, he lay on the ground vomiting blood. He couldn't recover for a long time and was completely stunned.
"If you want to plot against me, you are still a little green."
Hong Yu turned around, looked down at Cheng Dong who was lying on the ground with a painful look on his face, and said lightly.
In fact, before he entered the door, his consciousness noticed Cheng Dong hiding behind the door with a pistol.
However, he didn't take it to heart.
Not to mention that Cheng Dong only held a pistol or a grenade in his hand, he was not afraid.
Because, with his current physical strength, it is more than enough to withstand a grenade.
Moreover, he will not give the opponent the opportunity to detonate the grenade.
"You...how did you find me?"
Cheng Dong gritted his teeth and said, feeling very unwilling.
Seeing that the plan was almost successful, the result...
"You don't need to know this."
Hong Yu said coldly.
Subsequently,
He raised his foot and stepped hard on Cheng Dong's hands.
Don't you want to shoot?
Now, I'll cripple your hand to see if you can still shoot.
Only two "clicks" were heard.
All ten of Cheng Dong's finger bones were shattered.
Don't talk about shooting from now on, I'm afraid I won't even be able to pick up chopsticks.
"ah!"
Cheng Dong screamed violently, like a pig being killed.
"You will not live if you do your own evil. I am talking about people like you."
After leaving these words, Hong Yu ignored him and swept his consciousness towards the hotel room.
I noticed that in the bedroom on the east side, Cheng Feipeng fainted on the ground, his life or death unknown.
He quickly walked into the bedroom and walked up to Cheng Feipeng.
He knelt down and checked Cheng Feipeng's condition, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was fine and had just fainted.
Immediately afterwards, Hong Yu reached out and patted Cheng Feipeng's forehead, injecting a burst of his original energy.
After a while,
Cheng Feipeng slowly opened his eyes.
When he saw Hong Yu for the first time, he was stunned for a moment.
But soon, his memory came back, and he remembered what happened before he fell into coma, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Dean Hong, please leave quickly. My son overheard our conversation."
"You were right what you said on the phone. What happened in the hospital was not an accident. He wanted to murder me."
"Now that he knows the truth has been revealed, he is so anxious that he not only wants to kill me, but also wants to frame you."
Cheng Feipeng quickly got up from the ground, took Hong Yu's arm and walked out of the room.
"Mr. Cheng, there's no need to leave, your son has been cured by me."
Hong Yu said: "If you don't believe it, just listen."
Cheng Feipeng looked stunned, calmed down and listened, and sure enough he heard his son's screams coming from outside the bedroom.
Letting go of the hand holding Hong Yu's arm, Cheng Feipeng quickly walked towards the living room outside the bedroom.
When he came to the living room, he saw his son Cheng Dong lying on the ground screaming, looking extremely painful, and his emotions suddenly became very complicated.
There is anger, distress, and regret.
If he had not taken his son Cheng Dong to Jiangzhou on a whim to find relatives, then things like today where father and son turned against each other would not have happened.
"Dad, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I will never dare to do it again in the future."
Cheng Dong knew that he had no chance to make a comeback, so he repeatedly begged for mercy and prayed that Cheng Feipeng would be let go.
He felt that he was Cheng Feipeng's son, and as long as he truly repented, Cheng Feipeng would not embarrass him too much.
However, the idea is good, but the reality is cruel.
Cheng Feipeng valued a person's filial piety most, and Cheng Dong's act of patricide broke his heart.
He was extremely disappointed with Cheng Dong and would rather never have had this son in his life.
"Cheng Dong, if you have anything to say, you'd better go to the police station and tell the police. I hope you can reform inside and be a new person when you come out."
"Our father-son relationship will be severed from today on. You don't have me as a father, and I don't have you as a son."
After Cheng Feipeng said this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the police number.
"Dad, no, if you call the police, my life will be over."
"For the sake of father and son, can you give me a chance?"
"I don't want any of the Cheng family's property, not even a cent. I just ask you not to call the police and let me live."
"Even if you don't think about me, think about my mother. How sad she would be if she knew you sent me to prison."
Cheng Dong shed tears as he spoke.
To be honest, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green with regret.
If he had known that the outcome would be like this, he would not have had the evil thought of killing his father.
Now it's okay, I shot myself in the foot.
Not to mention inheriting the Cheng family property and not going to jail, it would be considered a blessing among misfortunes.
Cheng Feipeng was a soldier with a firm mind, so how could he be swayed by Cheng Dong with just a few words.
He said coldly: "You don't care about the relationship between father and son, why should I?"
"Just because you are afraid that your family property will be divided, it is not an established fact that you can treat me like this, your biological father who has been kind to you, and kill me several times. Now that the matter has been exposed, you are here to talk to me about the relationship between father and son.
Affection?"
"Cheng Dong, Cheng Dong, you are worthy of talking to me like this."
The more Cheng Feipeng talked, the angrier he became. He wanted to pick up the pistol from the ground and shoot this unfilial son to death.
But he finally restrained himself and continued: "Don't worry, if your mother knew about your crime, she would definitely be the first to send you to prison."
"No, mom loves me the most, she will definitely not do it. Dad, dad, please, please."
Cheng Dong was completely frightened when he saw that his father, Cheng Feipeng, had already called the police.
Holding back the pain, he crawled to Cheng Feipeng's side, hugging Cheng Feipeng's thigh with both hands and begging for mercy.
"Get out of my way."
Cheng Feipeng said ruthlessly.
And he kicked Cheng Dong away with force.
Cheng Dong lay on the ground, crying bitterly.
...
A quarter of an hour later,
Jiangzhou police took Cheng Dong away.
According to the procedures, Cheng Feipeng and Hong Yu, as relevant persons in the case, should go to the police station and cooperate in recording the transcript.
But after Cheng Feipeng made a phone call, the police did not ask them to take notes and left directly.
Hong Yu and Cheng Feipeng were the only two people left in the hotel room.
The two of them didn't speak for a while and were very quiet.
Hong Yu didn't know what to say to comfort Cheng Feipeng.
Cheng Feipeng was not in the mood, and he was murdered by his own son. This was indeed an unacceptable thing and had a great impact on the soul.
In the end, it was Cheng Feipeng who spoke first, breaking the calm, "Dean Hong, thank you very much. If you hadn't cured my rebellious son today, I'm afraid you would be a corpse now."
Hong Yu waved his hand and said, "Mr. Cheng, you're welcome."
"Dean Hong, can I ask, how did you figure out that the 'accident' in the hospital was actually not an accident, but my son's conspiracy to kill me?"
Cheng Feipeng was very curious.
Hong Yu said: "Mr. Cheng, if I said that I could tell by looking at your son's face, would you believe it?"
Face?
Cheng Feipeng was stunned. It was the first time he heard this statement.
Hong Yu didn't talk around in circles at the moment and told Cheng Feipeng about Cheng Dong's weird behavior after he was rescued.
He also briefly explained to Cheng Feipeng his process from suspicion, to investigation, and finally to the results.
After hearing this, Cheng Feipeng admired Hong Yu very much and praised:
"Dean Hong is really a master. Not only is he proficient in traditional Chinese medicine at such a young age, he actually knows how to read faces. His thinking is also quite rigorous. Based on just a few clues, he found so much evidence, even from Yanjing.
In my opinion, young talents are not as good as you."
Hong Yu was a little embarrassed by the praise, so he smiled and said nothing.
"Dean Hong, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. If I have a chance in the future, I, Cheng, will definitely repay you with all my strength." Cheng Feipeng handed over his hand and thanked him.
Hong Yu said: "Mr. Cheng, I can't say I'm a great benefactor. I'm just fulfilling the obligations of our hospital. After all, your accident happened in my hospital."
"Moreover, the murder of you also involves employees of my hospital. I have the responsibility to help you investigate clearly."
Cheng Feipeng saw that Hong Yu was not greedy for merit, not arrogant, humble and polite, and was a man who could achieve great things. The more he looked at Hong Yu, the more he liked him.
He thought to himself that if his missing son was still alive and had a child, he would be about the same age as Dean Hong.
"Hey, I don't know how capable my grandson is compared to Dean Hong."
Retracting his mind, Cheng Feipeng waved his hand and said: "Dean Hong, please stop being humble. I know what you helped me with."
Hong Yu shook his head and smiled, and did not argue anymore.
He quickly took out a bag from the storage ring, which contained the film of the hospital's surveillance video and the evidence that Head Nurse Tian told him.
"Mr. Cheng, the contents in this bag are evidence that your son murdered you. I didn't hand it over to the police just now. I think the decision-making power should still be left to you."
Hong Yu handed the evidence in his hand to Cheng Feipeng.
"Dean Hong, you are very considerate, thank you very much."
Cheng Feipeng raised his hand and expressed his thanks.
"Okay, now that it's over, it's time for me to leave."
"Mr. Cheng, I won't disturb your rest." Hong Yu waved goodbye.
"Well," Cheng Feipeng nodded: "Dean Hong, go slowly, I won't see you off. To be honest, I'm in a bad mood right now and I need to take a good rest."
"Mr. Cheng, I understand. This is also the reason for my departure."
After speaking, Hong Yu turned around and left the room.
When Hong Yu went downstairs to the hotel lobby and was about to walk out of the hotel door, a familiar voice rang in his ears.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, it's really you. I thought I was mistaken."