The surrounding area was filled with police cars and ambulances, a cacophony of voices. The wailing sirens of the police and ambulance, coupled with the murmurs of the crowd, and the incessant honking of car horns due to the traffic jam, created a deafening noise that made one's ears ache.
The assistant pushed his way through the crowd, already drenched in sweat. He looked ahead and saw nurses covering a body with a white sheet.
It was less a body and more a pulpy mass of flesh, like minced pork churned in a grinder, splattering onto the ground with blood. Bloodstains were everywhere, and even bits of flesh had landed on the walls and the ground. The scene was gruesome.
Just a glance was enough to make the assistant's stomach churn. He covered his mouth, his face pale, and vomited loudly.
Other onlookers with weaker stomachs also gagged, some nearly fainting.
The assistant almost crawled out of the crowd.
The sight was unforgettable, a bloody, gruesome mess that was utterly disgusting.
Standing on the street, the assistant bought a bottle of mineral water and gulped down several mouthfuls. After a good while, he returned to the car. "President, it seems to be a young girl. I don't have specific details. They say it was an intruder who jumped from the top floor of Shengshi Group."
Sheng Yuchen's heart skipped a beat, and his right eyelid twitched. "What?!"
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the assistant in the passenger seat.
"President, what's wrong with you today?" the assistant asked, looking at Sheng Yuchen with a strange expression.
Why was the president so interested in other people's gossip today?
"Nothing, I'm just curious why someone would choose Shengshi Group."
"Yes, I'm curious too. Shengshi Group is the tallest building in Shencheng, a full three hundred meters high. Why would someone choose to do such a foolish thing at Shengshi Group? It takes several minutes just to take the elevator. Falling from three hundred meters would not only be fatal but would leave no intact body. I really don't understand what they were thinking..."
The assistant chattered on. Sheng Yuchen's brow furrowed. "Stop talking. Have someone handle this matter, contact public relations to investigate, make the necessary compensation, and issue press releases."
"Yes, President." The assistant quickly fell silent.
The president was acting strangely today. He seemed agitated. Usually, he was approachable and gentle, but today he seemed very anxious, as if worried about something, and was particularly interested in gossip. It was really odd.
Late at night.
Sheng Yuchen emerged from the bathroom, his short hair still damp. He was wearing a bathrobe and drying himself with a towel, steam rising from his body.
Even after a hot shower, which slightly eased his restlessness, a bad premonition continued to linger in his heart.
He walked into the living room. The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window were open, offering a view of the most expensive district in Shencheng, with an endless river view and the dazzling, brilliant neon lights. Everything he had pursued in the past was now within his grasp.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, he possessed what he had always dreamed of.
Sheng Yuchen poured himself a glass of vodka with plenty of ice and downed it in one gulp.
He picked up his phone from the table and dialed Li Caiyi's number again.
Still no answer.
Just as Sheng Yuchen was about to hang up, the call was answered with a "ding."
Sheng Yuchen paused and was about to speak when he heard a strange man's voice on the other end. "Hello, who is this?"
The man's tone was serious, like someone in a special profession.
"I'm Li Caiyi's friend. Where is she? How do you have her phone and number?" Sheng Yuchen's bad premonition intensified.
"A friend of the deceased? Don't you know the deceased has already..."
"What did you say?! Deceased?!"
Sheng Yuchen gripped the phone tightly, disbelieving, even suspecting he had misheard. He asked several times, "What deceased?! You mean Li Caiyi?! What kind of joke is this! Caiyi is perfectly fine, what are you talking nonsense about! Whoever you are, give her back the phone now! Otherwise, I will never let you go!"
"Sir, I know this is difficult for you to accept, please calm down. If you don't believe me, you can come to the nearby police station..."
Before the man on the other end could finish speaking, Sheng Yuchen hung up the phone with a click. He quickly changed his clothes, put on his slippers, and rushed out. His stylish black Bugatti sports car screeched to a halt outside the police station.
His slippers were almost falling off as Sheng Yuchen stormed into the police station. Before he had even steadied himself, he said, "I'm Li Caiyi's friend. Who answered Li Caiyi's phone just now?"
A man in uniform walked out from inside, holding a plastic bag. Inside the bag was a mobile phone, Li Caiyi's phone.
It was a touchscreen phone, but an older model from a few years ago. The back of the phone had a pink sticker, very girlish.
Sheng Yuchen recognized it instantly as the phone Li Caiyi used. He had bought it for her himself. When Li Caiyi had been taking care of him, she had always used this phone. One day, she had bought a sticker for the back and shown it to him, clearly showing how much she liked the phone.
"Where... where is she?!"
Sheng Yuchen felt as if he had suddenly gone deaf, staring intently at the phone in the policeman's hand, unable to believe his eyes or what he was seeing.
This was truly Li Caiyi's phone!
Deceased?
Li Caiyi was dead?!
"She already..."
The policeman pulled out the news from the evening and showed it to Sheng Yuchen.
Sheng Yuchen merely glanced at it, and his head felt like it had been struck by something hard, causing a sharp pain and a roaring in his ears.
"Ms. Li Caiyi jumped from the top floor of Shengshi Group this evening..."
"This is the phone we found on the top floor. It wasn't broken when she fell. We were examining the phone just now, and it seems she jumped voluntarily, not pushed. Please accept my condolences."
After speaking, the policeman turned to leave.
"Wait..."
Sheng Yuchen's mind went blank for a long time before he managed to regain some semblance of thought. "Can I see the phone?"
"Yes, but we saw some text messages inside the phone. Although we can't be sure, it seems the reason for her jumping is related to this message... By the way, what's your name?"
"Sheng, Sheng Yuchen," Sheng Yuchen said, taking the phone from the policeman.
"Sheng Yuchen?" the policeman seemed surprised. "You are Sheng Yuchen?"
Sheng Yuchen blinked. "What's wrong?"