After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Er Ya reached out and took the teacup, took a sip, put it down, and smiled at Zhang Ran: "I'm really fine, you don't need to worry." The hardest night was the night her father died, but now everything is over.

She is no longer the panicked and helpless bean sprout she once was; she has grown into a giant.

"Since you're not involved in your mother's funeral arrangements, let's discuss wealth and status." Zhang Ran stared into her eyes: "Are you really planning to hand this over to the police?"

Er Ya nervously reached out and grabbed Zhang Ran's hand, "A life for a life, hand him over to the police, we must trust the law."

“Ha.” Zhang Ran scoffed. “Killing an outsider might really get you the death penalty, but your mother and he are husband and wife, they have a marriage certificate. He can hire a defense lawyer and claim it was a crime of passion, that men are strong, and that it’s normal for them to accidentally kill their wives in domestic violence.”

"The law you believe in will never sentence him to death, not even life imprisonment. At most, he'll serve five or six years in jail and be out." She has seen too many cases like this in the news, to the point that in another 10 or 20 years, many women will be too scared to get married.

Marriage certificates have become a shield and amulet for men to kill their wives, while if a woman kills her husband in self-defense during domestic violence, it is considered premeditated murder, which carries a sentence of either life imprisonment or the death penalty.

Er Ya bit her lip, remaining extremely silent.

She believed what Xiaoyue said.

If you hand over your wealth to the police, you might only end up serving a few years in prison.

If he were to retaliate against the sisters after he gets out, the consequences would be dire. "What should we do now? Too many people already know about this. Let's just let it go." Rather than taking the risk, it's better to find another opportunity later.

Zhang Ran slowly uttered four words: "Borrow a knife to kill someone." Although it certainly wouldn't be as satisfying as doing it himself, it was the only way.

Bang bang bang, the door was suddenly knocked on, and the two of them instinctively looked over.

Ed pushed open the door and entered, standing before the two of them once more, but this time, he remained silent.

Er Ya understood instantly, stood up, and silently left.

Ed: "Zheng Guoqiang and a few others already know that Wu Yun is dead and Fugui has been imprisoned. Now Zheng Guoqiang is demanding to see me." Fugui took 700,000 from Zheng Guoqiang, lost more than 500,000 at the casino, and he suspects that the young lady took the rest of the money.

Zhang Ran leaned back on the sofa and smiled slightly: "Paying back debts is a matter of course, isn't it?"

Ed understood her meaning; she wanted to use Zheng Guoqiang and his group to get rid of Fugui. "It's nothing, I'll go now."

Zhang Ran nodded slightly: "Go ahead."

After leaving, Ed did not meet with Zheng Guoqiang, but he did let someone reveal the room where Fugui was being held.

Fugui was locked in the lowest level of the cruise ship. The lighting was dim, the environment was dark and damp, and the closed windows were surrounded by seawater. The only exit was the locked cabin door.

Fu Gui is now a murderer, and fearing he might escape again, the crew tied his hands and feet with ropes.

He looked around, trying to find something to untie the rope and escape. Suddenly he heard a noise outside and nervously pricked up his ears to listen.

Outside the hatch.

A crew member in uniform led a group of people to the cabin door. The leader was Zheng Guoqiang, who had slicked-back hair and a powdered face.

The crew member nervously took out the key, opened the hatch, and quickly left like a thief while no one was watching.

Zheng Guoqiang swaggered in with his men, while his underlings at the back closed the cabin door behind him.