Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1575: Had Already Accepted His Fate

Chapter 1575: Had Already Accepted His Fate

While waiting for the surgery to be over, Ning Shu went to meet the drunk driver, who was being held by the police with handcuffs on his wrists.
The driver was a man in his forties. Even though he had just been through an accident, his expression didn’t seem very upset, to the point where it felt like he had already accepted his fate.
This man had killed Shi Sinan last time, and now, he had hit the old man, whose life and death was unknown at the moment. However, there was one more death the man was responsible for: the old man’s driver.
Ning Shu’s heart was filled with killing intent.
She was definitely not going to let off this man lightly. She would make sure that he would not get his dirty money and would spend the rest of his life in prison.
Ning Shu said towards the police, “Please check this person’s account to see if any large sums of money have been wired into his account.”
When the driver heard Ning Shu’s words, a trace of panic flashed across his face. He even lowered his head.
“Interrogate him properly,” said Ning Shu. “When the time comes, I’ll hire a lawyer to prosecute him.”
Ning Shu wasn’t going to let this man go. Since he was receiving the money to harm people, he had to think of the consequences of failure.
After meeting the driver, Ning Shu proceeded to guard the door of the operating room.
When the surgical light went out, she stood up in a hurry and asked, “Doctor, how’s my dad?”
“Out of the two men who were brought here, one died after being rescued, while the other is now being transferred to the ICU,” said the doctor.
Ning Shu pressed her lips together. The old man’s driver had died because the head-on collision with the truck had deformed the front of the car. The old man sitting in the back suffered less damage than the driver.
In the original storyline, Shi Lina had been driving by herself and was killed directly.
Ning Shu rubbed her forehead and stood outside the sterile ward. She saw the old man through the glass lying in a hospital bed. His body was full of tubes connected to life-support instruments.
Ning Shu pressed her lips together and went to meet the driver’s family, who was bawling over the driver’s body.
This driver had been with the old man for quite a few years. All Ning Shu could do was compensate them with some money. The driver’s son was still in college, so she sponsored him until his graduation.
This compensation was already generous. The driver’s family couldn’t afford to make any more noise, so they left with his body in tears.
Next, she went to the police station to record her statement. The police were questioning the driver, who admitted that he had been drinking before the accident.
Since Ning Shu had alerted the police, they also checked the driver’s bank account. Her speculations had come true; not long ago, the driver had an additional half a million dollars deposited in his account.
And the driver couldn’t tell them where the money came from.
Ning Shu directly said that the driver was paid to kill and had intentionally caused death.
“I have plenty of time to spend with you anyway. Take your time,” said Ning Shu indifferently. Even if he turned himself in, he had to be sentenced to life imprisonment, and even if he went to jail, she wouldn’t allow him to have it easy.
Ning Shu didn’t even consider dragging Xi Mucheng in this. She couldn’t bring him down with just this.
It was already dark when she got out of the police station. Ning Shu went back to the villa to get a change of clothes for the old man.
Back at the villa, Xi Mucheng and Shi Sinan were having dinner. Shi Sinan was as fresh as a nourished delicate flower.
The hair on the back of her neck was still a little damp, meaning that she had just showered.
They really knew how to fool around, playing all the way until now.
Xi Mucheng’s face was a little flushed, and his eyes were a little red. He seemed to be thirsty as he kept drinking water.
When Shi Sinan saw Ning Shu, she shouted with some anxiety, “Mom.”
Shi Sinan was worried that her mother and uncle would fight again. Plus, she was worried her mother would find out what happened with her uncle just now.
Earlier, there were only the floating feelings of aching, comforting, and insatiable desire.
Editor: Meraki
Translator: Kaho