Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 40 There's someone in the drawer

Ye Yongzhao and Liang Youwei arrived shortly after. As soon as they stepped onto the eighth floor, they saw a man barely clinging to life, his face a bloody mess, with multiple fractures and injuries. "He wanted to kill...kill me..."

"Let's see what's going on." Ye Yongzhao slightly raised his chin, signaling for the next step.

"Break down the door and prepare to enter."

"Bang!" As the door was broken open, Zhou Gangxun was seen in the cramped rented room with blood on his left hand and white bone exposed on his right eyebrow, bleeding out. He was holding a bloodstained cleaver.

It looked as if he was in the act of dismembering a body.

"Hands up—!" The police officer immediately drew his gun and pointed it at Zhou Gangxun.

The room was in a mess; the bed, the floor, and the cabinets showed signs of ransacking or a struggle.

But there was no blood, no remains of a corpse, no severed head, no bones, no flesh, and no pressure cooker in the middle of a stew...

Similarly, Ruan Zhijuan was not seen either.

"Zhou Gangxun, drop your weapon! Put your hands behind your head!"

Zhou Gangxun didn't speak or put down the knife. He slowly turned his head, staring at the man on the ground outside the door with a sinister look.

"Where's my wife?"

The next second, his gaze slowly moved downwards, landing on the man's abdomen—oh, it was hidden.

Liang Youwei, who was closest to Zhou Gangxun, watched his every move and his head buzzed. A chilling thought immediately popped into his head.

He wanted to cut open the man's stomach.

And he believed that the man's belly contained a living, breathing version of his wife.

The man on the ground had already fainted and could not answer Zhou Gangxun.

But once he cuts it open, he'll know.

Thinking this, the tip of Zhou Gangxun's cleaver silently rose up.

With his fingertip pressed against the trigger, ready to respond to any unexpected situation, Liang Youwei reminded him, "Zhou Gangxun, do not act rashly. Please put down your weapon..."

"There's...there's someone!"

Just then, one of the other police officers present suddenly shouted, "There's someone in the drawer...!"

A gap was visible in the middle drawer of the open wardrobe, and through the gap, a pair of eyes could be seen.

"Check on the victim's current condition..."

Before he could finish speaking, the policeman who saw what was inside the drawer got goosebumps all over his body and cold sweat poured down his back.

Ruan Zhijuan's head was tilted to the side, her arms and legs were bent, and her body was neatly crammed into a 45 by 65 cm drawer...

It's like a corpse stored in a refrigerator.

"Is this alive, or dead...?"

As the drawer continued to be pulled out, Ruan Zhijuan's head lost its support, her neck swayed, and it slumped down limply.

"Dead...dead...!" "We're too late..." "And so young and beautiful..."

As they were talking, the "deceased" Ruan Zhijuan suddenly opened her eyes from her drooping head, "...(ㅇㅅㅇ)."

He was awakened by the sudden, glaring light and incessant chatter. Still half-asleep, he crawled out of the drawer on his hands and knees, like Sadako. "(๑•̌.•̑๑)ˀ̣ˀ̣ What are you all arguing about?"

Everyone present, except Zhou Gangxun: Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ!

"Ah, Zhou Gangxun, have you been arrested?" Ruan Zhijuan looked sleepily at Zhou Gangxun, who was surrounded by police officers with guns drawn. She paused for a moment, then immediately changed direction.

Zhou Gangxun: ...Idiot.

He writhed rapidly, his body twisting and contorting grotesquely as he crawled toward Zhou Gangxun. "You wife-killing bastard... hurry up and put down your weapon, surrender and go to bed..."

Hehe, his reward money is settled, and no one else will die.

But why does my heart feel rough and uncomfortable?

It's probably because if Zhou Gangxun gets arrested, he'll have no one to wash his underwear or make braised pork ribs for him anymore.

But there's nothing we can do about it; he did something wrong.

The gun... it would probably kill Zhou Gangxun, wouldn't it hurt more than when he hit his head?