Outside the 98 Shot studio, Yang Quanxin and others' cars had arrived downstairs at the TV station.
As soon as the car stopped, Han Jiang and Zheng Shu opened the door and got out of the car at the same time. Han Jiang walked to the trunk and took out his wheelchair, while Zheng Shu stood outside the car and wanted to pick up her two granddaughters and get out of the car.
At this moment, a motorcycle drove up on the highway, with two men wearing helmets sitting one behind the other. The motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of the TV station.
Zheng Shu was holding Nan Nan in her hands, and the well-behaved An An was waiting for her to take her out of the car. The harsh sound of brakes made her look back curiously, and saw the man on the back seat of the motorcycle holding a gun in his hand.
Facing them here.
Soon after, Zheng Shu quickly put Nan Nan down, blocked the door of the car with her whole body, raised her hands high, and shouted, "Han Jiang, squat down!"
"Bang, bang, bang!" Three gunshots were fired immediately, and the motorcycle sped away.
"Madam..." Han Jiang held the wheelchair in his hand and watched as Zheng Shu's eyes widened and then slowly closed.
Nan Nan and An An were so frightened that they cried. Zheng Shu held the car door and slowly softened. Before she died, she held Nan Nan's hand and said with a smile, "Children, call me again... grandma..."
"Grandma, grandma..." A childish voice came out from the car, which really made the listener sad and made the listener cry.
The security guard of the TV station heard the sound and rushed out to chase the motorcycle, but the motorcycle had already disappeared. The guard immediately closed the iron gate of the TV station and called for help.
People and cars passing by looked towards the source of the sound.
Han Jiang quickly put Yang Quanxin on his wheelchair and pushed him to Zheng Shu. Zheng Shu's back was soaked with blood, but in order not to scare the children in the car, she held him tightly against the car door at the last moment.
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The flowing blood flowed along her pants to the ground, slowly forming a pool of blood. With difficulty, she turned her face slightly and looked at Yang Quanxin from the corner of her eye. Yang Quanxin's face was also filled with sadness. Although he did not yell or yell, he had been there for many years.
The couple already have enough tacit understanding.
In the studio, the audience was quietly listening to Chu Yang's performance. Three loud noises alerted everyone. Yifeng frowned and immediately sensed that something was wrong. He pulled Xiaobu towards the backstage regardless of the chaos at the scene.
The audience's doubts, worries, and inquiries came one after another. The live broadcast could only be paused, and the host and staff comforted the audience.
Chu Yang let out a heavy breath. Sure enough, Yang Yifeng came prepared, but she was not unprepared. She just asked Chu Dayuan to prepare two killers.
Huh, three gunshots, I don’t know if one died or three.
In the background, someone shouted, "Oh no, someone outside has been shot."
Xiao Bu still didn't understand what was going on, but Yifeng immediately realized what was going on and pulled Xiao Bu and ran towards the front door.
With the help of Han Jiang, Zheng Shu was already lying on the ground, her body was twitching a little, and she was still breathing. Nan Nan and An An finally saw a pool of blood, and burst into tears. Grandma, grandma, kept shouting.
Yifeng and Xiaobu ran over and couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"Mom..." Yifeng quickly stepped forward and picked up Zheng Shu's head, "Mom, hold on, hold on... Ambulance, have you called an ambulance?" he shouted.
Zheng Shu used the last bit of strength to hold her son, "Yifeng, mom is dying..."
"Mom..." Yifeng choked, and he could almost feel his mother in his arms bleeding continuously from behind.
"Xiaobu..." Zheng Shu reached out and touched it.
Xiao Bu quickly grabbed her hand, "Mom, Mom, I'm here..."
"I'm sorry for you, and also for your father and your mother..." Zheng Shu could no longer hold her eyes open, and she used all her strength to say the last words, "From now on... live a good life with Yifeng..." After that, she
As soon as I closed my eyes and hung my hands, I could no longer take that breath away.
"Mom~" Yifeng Xiaobu shouted at the same time, and the two held hands tightly, holding their mother's hand in the middle.
Han Jiang silently wiped away tears on the side, Yang Quanxin closed his lips tightly, and his clenched hands trembled with force.
Inside the door of the TV station, Chu Yang looked outside and couldn't help but shed tears. Over the years, Zheng Shu had taken her sincerely. Although she was only using Zheng Shu, everyone has feelings, not to mention that she was living in the Yang family.
Five years.
The police and ambulances rushed to the scene quickly. More and more people surrounded the iron gate fence, and many people inside the TV station broke through the obstruction. The police immediately blocked the scene and evacuated the crowd.
It was already very late when I finished taking notes from the police station. Xiao Bu was holding Nan Nan, and Yifeng was holding An An. The two little guys had already cried themselves to sleep, with tears still on their faces.
From the forensic identification results, we learned that Zheng Shu was shot three times in the back, and the shots were fatal. One shot hit the aorta, and the other two were close to the aorta. This is enough to prove that the killer came specifically to kill Zheng Shu.
The police also immediately retrieved the surveillance video from the guard room. However, the two killers should have been prepared. They could see that the probe on the highway in front of the TV station was destroyed by them. Only the camera inside monitoring the parking lot captured Zheng Zheng.
How did Shu die?
Thinking that Zheng Shu still closely protected her granddaughter before she died, Xiaobu was somewhat comforted, and her hatred for her disappeared with her death. When it comes to hatred, the people she really should hate were Chu Yang and Chu Dayuan.
At home, Sister-in-law Gui, who had known the news for a long time, was crying. She was sitting blankly in the living room with complicated eyes and an ugly face.
Zheng Shu, the woman he had hated since she came to the Yang family at the age of sixteen, finally died today. He should be happy, but he didn't know why he couldn't be happy.
Zheng Shu also hates him, and she hates his mother even more. She has hated her for sixteen or seventeen years more than he has, hasn't she? It's very hard to hate someone, and she has at least worked harder than him for so many years. Thinking about it this way, it's a shame
I felt a little relieved.
Now he is thirty-one years old. He has experienced more vicissitudes and maturity than he once did when he was young and frivolous. A person's growth cannot be separated from the people who have helped him, but he can also be separated from the people who have hurt him. Zheng
Shu's tragic death, although he did not shed tears, but he was still very sad.
After returning home and putting the sleeping child into the room, Xiao Bu and Yifeng went to the restaurant to have dinner with everyone.
Dinner had been prepared for a long time and the food was all cold. Mrs. Gui brought out the hot pork ribs soup that had been cooked for too long and said, "I'm sorry, sir, today's dishes are not ready."
Yang Quanxin shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law Gui, you have been busy all day, so let's sit down and eat together. Han Jiang, you too."
The two nodded, took their bowls and chopsticks and sat down.
Yang Quanxin took a mouthful of rice and said, "Tell Yining to come back quickly."
"Dad, you don't have to worry, I've already called my sister," Yibin said, "She's already on the plane back to Australia and will be home tomorrow."
"Well... Yifeng," Yang Quanxin has already foreseen the danger tomorrow, "tomorrow the ranch will be completely opened to allow reporters to come in."