The remaining money was used to hire a private detective who gathered the information they desired. Afterward, they secretly sought various channels to learn about the second-generation rich heir's whereabouts.
Initially, the heir was quite fearful after knowing he had hit and killed someone.
However, he stayed at home honestly for a considerable period. But as the saying goes, a leopard cannot change its spots.
The heir soon reverted to his old ways.
He began contacting his group of friends, indulging in drinking and merrymaking.
What started as fear after the accident transformed into capital for his bragging. Every time they went out to eat and play, he would bring up the incident.
"Brother, tell us again about the female university student you hit and killed. Let us hear about your heroic deeds," said Lackey Number One.
"Haha, alright, if you want to hear, I'll tell you.
That night, I had a bit to drink, and thinking the traffic was light in that area, I sped up.
When I reached a curve, I couldn't brake in time and directly sent that female university student flying.
Honestly, she flew out and landed hard on the ground. You wouldn't believe the blood; it formed a large pool.
Later, that woman died. When her family found out, they wanted to sue me.
What a joke, a bunch of country bumpkins. They wanted me to pay with my life for that dead woman? It was utterly ridiculous.
Later, as you all know, due to our family's connections, I was only sentenced to three years, with two years of probation. What's the difference from no sentence at all?
As for that 380,000, that was my payment for the dead woman's life. 3838, doesn't it match that dead woman better?
If you ask me, those people didn't love their daughter that much; they just wanted to get more money from me.
Hmph, I refused to give them what they wanted. Besides, 380,000 was more than enough for his daughter's life."
The heir spoke with conviction, not hesitating to boast.
However, he didn't realize that not far behind him, someone was watching his every move.
His words were naturally heard, and upon hearing them, the expressions on their faces turned incredibly ferocious. If the timing were not right, they might have rushed forward and killed the man on the spot.
Just then, the lights suddenly dimmed, followed by deafening music.
The three exchanged glances and nodded. This was the perfect opportunity to strike.
Their footsteps were incredibly swift as they reached the heir's table and, amidst everyone's revelry, directly pulled the heir up.
The heir, somewhat drunk, mistook them for his friends and leaned on them.
In reality, his sycophantic friends were already engrossed in their own fun and had no thought for the heir in the corner.
It wasn't until the party was nearing its end that they realized the heir was missing. Why? Because they needed him to pay the bill.
But when they looked for the heir, they discovered he had vanished at some point.
Looking at the long bill, his friends gritted their teeth in anger, cursing the heir for his immorality in their hearts. It was bad enough that he had run off, but he hadn't even settled the bill!
If this bar wasn't one they frequented, and if the bar manager didn't recognize them, they might have had to shed a layer of skin to get out.
Even so, they emptied their pockets and had to promise to bring the remaining money the next day before the bar manager would let them leave.
Because of this incident, the group of friends never thought about how the heir had disappeared.
They didn't even notify the heir's family. It wasn't until the heir's family found them that they learned the heir had never returned home and had simply vanished from under their noses.
Consequently, the heir's family vented their anger on this group of friends, causing considerable resentment among them.
After the three took the heir away, they immediately drove him to the outskirts of Kyoto.
This area was filled with abandoned factories and sheds, and it was desolate, a place where cries would go unanswered and pleas unheard.
Inside an abandoned factory on the outskirts.
The heir was now tied to a stool, his hands and feet bound, and his mouth gagged, unable to make a sound.
It was already afternoon, and the heir had sobered up. When he opened his eyes, he was so terrified by the scene before him that his eyes widened in alarm.
He then directly wet himself.
One had to admit, this heir had a truly timid disposition. It was hard to imagine how he had the audacity to commit a hit-and-run.
As he struggled desperately, a bright beam of light shone directly into his eyes, causing him to close them involuntarily.
The intense light made it impossible for him to open his eyes, and tears flowed from them.
At this moment, Father Shen slowly walked over and, with a yank, pulled away the rag stuffed into his mouth.
The moment his mouth was freed, the heir immediately demanded, "Who are you people? Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this! Are you tired of living!
If you let me go, I might even spare your lives."
Even in this situation, the heir continued to speak disrespectfully, unable to grasp the reality of the situation.
Without a word, Father Shen stepped forward and slapped him twice. Being a man accustomed to farm work, his strength was considerable.
After two slaps, the heir's cheeks were already swollen and red, and a trickle of blood even appeared at the corner of his mouth.
One could imagine the force behind Father Shen's blows.
"Come on, kill me if you dare! Aren't you very capable? Didn't you say killing was as easy as playing? Come on, if you can kill me now, let's see who dies first!" Father Shen was practically driven to madness.
No, it would be more accurate to say he had gone mad when Shen Yao died.
"You, who are you? Why are you doing this? I don't think I've wronged you."
The heir was also starting to recognize the gravity of the situation. However, he hadn't done anything recently; he had been staying at home honestly. How could he have provoked them?
Suddenly, as if remembering something, the heir's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "You, you're the family of that dead woman?!"