Chapter 360: Chapter 360 - So, the Truth Is…

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ji Nuan got a call from the police.

The driver of the giant truck died in prison early this morning.

After hearing this, Ji Nuan changed her clothes and went out quickly. When she arrived at the police station, they showed her the prison surveillance and gave her the driver’s death certificate and the results of the forensic examination.

The medical examiner detected a chronic poison in the driver’s body. When the driver died, he kept spitting black blood, and his insides were unknowingly destroyed, not a single part of them was intact. No one could save him.

Watching the driver suddenly spat blood and fell to the ground in the surveillance video, and then looking at the forensic examination results, Ji Nuan felt her hands and feet getting cold.

Prison, chronic poison, blood spitting.

It was exactly the way she had died in her previous life.

She used to think that she died because she was thought to have killed Miss Yun, so the Yun family bribed the prison guards into killing her, or that Ji Mengran, who was in the US, bribed the prison guards into doing that.

Back then, she didn’t know the existence of An Shuyan or Su Zhilan, but it didn’t mean they didn’t know her existence.

So, who on earth killed her in her previous life?

In the replay, the driver died exactly the same way as she had in her previous life. It stuck like a thorn in her eye. She could even feel the terrible pain that came over the driver and the despairing feeling of suffocation when he suddenly vomited blood in prison and fell to the ground.

“Has Su Zhilan come back to the Su family?” Ji Nuan paused the video and looked up at the police.

“Yes, Miss Su has been taken home by her grandfather, but as a suspect, she is under our surveillance and can’t leave Los Angeles.”

Ji Nuan’s hand clutched the result of the forensic examination, and she looked at the name of the drug on it, remembering it silently.

After leaving the police station, Ji Nuan checked the poison’s ingredients and symptoms with her cell phone. Feng Ling, who was driving the car, noticed that Ji Nuan had been sitting there quietly looking at her cell phone. She remained motionless and didn’t look any different from the last few days, but there seemed to be something different in her eyes.

Her eyes looked colder.

Ji Nuan looked up information about mania.

Typical symptoms of mania were mood swings, flight of ideas, increased inner activity, over-confidence, and even grandiose imagination and behavior. The patients would be agitated most of the time, carrying out any purpose without considering the consequences. When the patients were calm, they showed no symptoms, but once they were stimulated or determined to do something, they would have antisocial or aggressive behaviors different from normal people.

Therefore, Su Zhilan’s mania was different from Su Xueyi’s madness. The latter was really crazy, crazy without any reason, whereas Su Zhilan had her confidence and darkness buried under the surface of calmness and reason and wouldn’t hesitate to wield an endless variety of means to achieve her aims.

When they went back to the hospital, Qin Siting was coming out of Mo Jingshen’s ward. Ji Nuan was already waiting for him in the hallway.

“Doctor Qin, is this drug very common on the market?” Ji Nuan handed him the forensic examination.

Qin Siting glanced at her, took the report, and looked at it and then at her. “This chronic poison is not common or, to be exact, rare in China, but it can be bought in a few places in the United States, but you have to get it through special people or with a lot of money. The poison can remain in the human body for two or three months, showing no symptoms. It’s stable in its incubation period, but the person who is poisoned may die at any time, and once there is a symptom, there’ll be no cure.”

“How does this poison gets into the human body?”

“Two ways, intravenously or through food intake. If injected, the drug goes directly into the blood vessel, and the poisoned will die faster, and if the person is poisoned through food intake, he will die more slowly. The process may be long or short. I don’t know much about this drug but only had a general idea of it.”

With that, Qin Siting looked at Ji Nuan’s cold face. “The police have traced a $5 million remittance to the driver’s account, haven’t they? He had apparently chosen to die, and his family had received the money buying his life. He was injected with the poison before that incident.”

“Feng Ling.” Ji Nuan turned to look at Feng Ling behind her. “Dr. Qin said this drug could only be bought through a certain channel. I think only you can find out about the so-called channel. Check for me any recent purchases of this drug by Su Zhilan or anyone close to her family.”

“OK.” Feng Ling nodded. “I’ll check it right away.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

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In the evening, Ji Nuan returned to the Mo family. She had hardly entered when she heard Wan Zhu and Mo Shaoze quarreling.

“Jingshen hasn’t woken up till now. This morning, the doctors allowed only one person to enter Jingshen’s ward to visit him, and you let An Shuyan in?! Either you or I could go in or wait until Ji Nuan went back to the hospital and let her go in and stay with Jingshen. But what do you mean by letting An Shuyan in?! She just had a miscarriage. Are you trying to drive Jingshen’s wife away who he loves wholeheartedly, while he’s unconscious?”

“This morning, you were not around, I didn’t get to the hospital in time, Ji Nuan went to the police station and Shuyan happened to be in the hospital, so I let her in. Besides, Jingshen is sleeping. How could he know who was in his ward?”

“How could he not know? Ji Nuan had not seen him for more than a month. Let her go in and talk to Jingshen. He might hear her, and maybe Ji Nuan can wake him up! But you gave such a good chance to An Shuyan! Mo Shaoze! Everyone around me said you were an old fogey, and I had been defending you, but now I find out that you are an old fogey indeed!”

“You...”

“How sad Ji Nuan will be if she knows about it! Leave me alone! I don’t want to speak to you right now! You old fogey!”

“...”

Ji Nuan stood outside the Mo family’s villa for a while and suddenly found that after more than a month of waiting and suffering, her heart had been blunt, and she was no longer that irritable or sensitive.

However, the doctors finally allowed only one person to enter Mo Jingshen’s ward because he was in stable condition, but Mo Shaoze let An Shuyan in instead of calling her back to the hospital. He did overdo it.

When the villa finally quieted down, Ji Nuan pushed the door open and went in. Wan Zhu immediately looked at her, got up, and came to her. “Nuan Nuan, why did you come back so late?”

Feeling Mo Shaoze’s eyes also upon her, Ji Nuan lifted her eyelids and said emotionless, “I think I’d better live in the hospital from tomorrow. After all, there is some distance from the hospital, and it’s not very convenient.”