Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1433 - 1422: The Little Uncle of the Prestigious Family

"After we take the money, we won’t say anything." Despite not having the strength to raise an arm, the leader stubbornly replied.

"What about you? Will you talk?" Ye Qiu stepped on the thin man’s cheek again, asking fiercely.

The thin man was in utter agony, snot and tears pouring out: "I... I don’t know, all these things were arranged by the leader."

"Are you lying to me?" Ye Qiu glanced at his lower body, his face threatening.

The thin man shook even more violently, pleading rapidly: "I really don’t know, I’m not lying to you, I swear."

Ye Qiu saw that he wasn’t lying, and approached the leader: "You really won’t talk?"

The leader closed his eyes: "Even if you kill me, I won’t speak. You called the cops earlier, right? If the police find out you’re using torture, do you think you can justify it?"

Ye Qiu nodded with a smile: "You make a good point. I’m not in a hurry. I won’t act until you’re sentenced, but you probably aren’t in jail for the first time, right? Once you’re in prison, no one will pay attention to what I do, and you should be very clear about what can happen inside."

Indeed, upon hearing this, the leader’s eyebrows quivered harshly, and he opened his sharp eyes, glaring at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu chuckled: "I’m only giving you two choices now. Either you tell the truth when the police come and maybe get a lighter sentence, or if you say nothing, I’ll show you what it means to wish for life but not death. You’ve seen my methods; do you believe there’s more I can do?"

"You’re breaking the law by doing this," the leader swallowed and said.

"Discussing legality with me?" Ye Qiu sneered, "What right do you have to talk law with me? Fine, since you’re so stubborn, I won’t say more."

With that, Ye Qiu took Ye Yao into the car, leaving the bodyguard to watch them.

"Uncle Li, tell Dad I’m safe. Don’t alarm them, just say I was held up by a few board members and that I’ll be back later."

"Alright." Uncle Li, having gone through the initial panic and fear to shock and bewilderment, finally relaxed after hearing Ye Qiu’s arrangement. This situation was way too tense at night.

"Young master, do you have any guesses about the person behind this?"

"No," Ye Qiu shook his head sincerely, truly not knowing who harbored such deep hatred towards him. The people who hurt his leg years ago had long been imprisoned, and they’ve never been released. Who else wants him dead?

Uncle Li angrily slammed the steering wheel: "We must uncover the person behind this. These people are truly audacious!"

Ye Qiu turned to comfort the shaken Ye Yao, patting her head gently: "How are you feeling? Are you scared?"

"A little at first," Ye Yao nodded honestly, "but not anymore."

"Next time, I’ll be more cautious. Seems like some are uneasy with my return, did they really think I’m soft-handed?"

The police soon arrived at the scene and took the criminals back to the station, where Ye Qiu and the others were also taken to give statements.

After the police showed up, the thin man kept yelling, accusing Ye Qiu of torture. The police were silent for a moment as they spotted the footprints on his face and crotch, then coldly barked: "Quiet down. Aren’t you aware of what you’ve done?"

Because firearms were involved, the police were very stern, showing no leniency towards these people.

Perhaps due to Ye Qiu’s earlier threat, the interrogations went unexpectedly quickly, and the police swiftly identified the suspect, preparing to make an arrest.

Ye Qiu stopped one of the officers and asked, "Can I know who it is?"

"I was going to ask you, Mr. Ye, do you know a man named Zhao Pengfei?"

"Is it him?" Ye Yao stood up with wide eyes.

"Miss Ye, you know him?"

Ye Yao took a deep breath: "Zhao Pengfei is my adoptive father, but I’ve cut ties with him. Did the kidnapper say why Zhao Pengfei wants my uncle dead?"

"He only mentioned that he was hired for money. Miss Ye, do you know where Zhao Pengfei lives now?"

"I don’t know." Ye Yao had heard about Qian Lan Ya and Zhao Pengfei moving house, but she hadn’t asked where they moved to.

"I know," Ye Qiu suddenly said, "I’ll take you there."

However, when Ye Qiu led the police to Zhao Pengfei’s new residence, they were greeted only by flames. Fire trucks arrived quickly, and after extinguishing the fire, there were only two charred bodies inside.

"Investigate it!" The lead detective was furious; it had been years since he faced such a provocation.

He turned to Ye Qiu: "Mr. Ye, the case has become complicated."

Ye Qiu nodded: "Then I’m counting on you."

There’s actually no need to investigate further for him to suspect who the mastermind was. What grudge could Zhao Pengfei have with him? Who else could be connected to Zhao Pengfei but that family?

He just didn’t expect Ye Bai to be so daring, preemptively striking. Was he not afraid the police might discover something?

Ye Yao listened to the sirens from fire trucks and police cars with her heart still trembling. She kept this from Mom and Dad because she didn’t want trouble later. She regretted immediately afterward, fearing the police would trace it back to her.

Still, she soon felt confident that her plan couldn’t have any flaw. She hadn’t shown her face, and isn’t a gas explosion a normal occurrence? Why didn’t they turn it off properly? Why did Zhao Pengfei have a smoking habit?

Although hidden overnight, Ye Tang and Zhang Jingyi learned the news of Ye Qiu’s narrow escape the following night. Zhang Jingyi fainted upon hearing the details, showing just how frightened she was.

"Doctor, quickly take her to the hospital!" Ye Tang said in panic, his hands shaking while holding his wife’s.

Yet after checking her pulse, Ye Qiu, though frowning, had a glint in his eye: "Dad, don’t worry. Mom was just too excited due to pregnancy."

"Pregnancy?" Ye Tang was surprised, "How did you know?"

"I learned to check pulse when treating my leg from Hong Zhongyi," Ye Qiu casually found an excuse.

"Are you serious? Mom is really okay?"

"Her health is somewhat weak. For the sake of the child, she should go to the hospital to preserve the pregnancy, and should not get too emotional in the future."

"Oh, okay."

Ye Tang didn’t quite believe his son, but didn’t want to discourage him. Why would his wife be pregnant? All these years, they only had Ye Qiu. Doctors said back then she struggled with conceiving and it was already a miracle to have Ye Qiu. He’s already 65; having another child, what would it mean?

Though thinking like this, his old face blushed, maybe with anticipation, yet he worried more about his wife’s health. If conditions were unfavorable, he’d rather choose termination.