strictlysupreme Chapter 1414 Yunrui's Sincere Devotion: Shen Bingqing or Shen Bingjie?
Chapter 1414 Yunrui's Sincere Devotion: Shen Bingqing or Shen Bingjie?
[Our reporter reports] This morning at 9:5 AM, the Border Intermediate People's Court publicly announced the first-instance verdict in the highly publicized case of "Shen Chengyu's major armed drug trafficking and illegal detention case." The court found that, since 2015, the defendant Shen Chengyu had established the "Black Rock Village" armed stronghold in the Golden Triangle region, engaging in drug manufacturing and trafficking activities for a long period. The amount of drugs involved reached 1.2 tons, with illegal profits exceeding 2 million yuan. In February 2024, he instructed his subordinates to illegally detain Gu Yunxi, a top scientific research expert, forcing him to participate in the research and development of new drugs through violence and coercion. During this period, Gu Yunxi was subjected to intentional injury and abuse, among other acts. The circumstances of the crime were extremely heinous, and the social harm was immense.
The court pronounced its verdict in court: Defendant Shen Chengyu was guilty of trafficking and manufacturing drugs, illegal detention, intentional injury, and organizing and leading a mafia-style organization. He was sentenced to death with deprivation of political rights for life and confiscation of all personal property.
After the verdict was announced, Shen Chengyu stated in court that he accepted the judgment and would not appeal. It is understood that this case is a landmark case in my country's fight against transnational drug trafficking in recent years, and its verdict demonstrates my country's firm stance of "zero tolerance" in its anti-drug work.
The news anchor on TV spoke in a calm tone. Against the blue backdrop of the studio, a photo of Shen Chengyu in prison clothes flashed by. His once fierce face was now just numb.
Gu Yunxi's hand holding the mug froze in mid-air. The steam from the warm coffee blurred her glasses. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe them, only to find that her fingertips were a little cold when they touched the lenses.
The living room was bathed in sunlight, and a knitted blanket was draped over the beige sofa, which Gu Yunqian had specially prepared for her. Ever since returning from the border, she had been particularly sensitive to the cold, and even in the height of summer, she was used to keeping a blanket by her side.
Gu Yunqian sat on the single sofa opposite, working on a tablet. When he heard the news of the "death sentence," his fingers paused on the screen for half a second, and he looked up at Gu Yunxi, his brows furrowing slightly.
Gu Yunxi didn't look at him; her gaze remained fixed on the television screen.
The news had switched to the next financial report, but in her mind, the days in Black Rock Village kept replaying—Shen Chengyu's eyes, when he looked at her, seemed to always hide a trace of inexplicable resentment, in addition to greed and ruthlessness.
He once pointed at her face and cursed, "None of the Gu family members are good people," when he was drunk. At the time, she thought it was just the drug lord's nonsense, but now she thinks that the deep hatred in his tone could not be explained by "wanting to use her to make drugs."
She put down her mug, got up, and went to the balcony.
There are several succulents in the flowerpots on the balcony. She planted them herself after she came back. The leaves are plump and juicy, full of vitality.
She reached out and gently touched a succulent leaf; the cool touch cleared her chaotic thoughts slightly. Hacking skills, chemical genius… these were merely her “usefulness,” but Shen Chengyu’s actions against her went far beyond mere “use”—it was as if he was taking revenge, taking revenge on the entire Gu family.
Gu Yunqian walked to her side and handed her a glass of warm water.
He didn't speak, but gently patted her shoulder. Gu Yunxi took the water glass; the warmth from his fingertips reassured her.
She turned to look at her brother, Gu Yunqian, whose eyes were full of worry, but he did not ask any questions—he knew that some things from the past needed to be sorted out by her own efforts.
At the same time, in the study of the Gu family's old house, the old-fashioned wall clock ticked away, its sound particularly clear in the quiet room.
The television was broadcasting the news of Shen Chengyu's death sentence. Gu Mingcheng didn't watch it; he simply turned the photo over, and on the back were two names written: Shen Bingqing and Shen Bingjie. These two names, like two thin needles, had been stuck in his heart for decades.
He vaguely remembered that the Shen sisters were social celebrities back then, those two women who had once been involved with Gu Ze. So, whose son was Shen Chengyu, Shen Bingqing's or Shen Bingjie's?
It seems it doesn't matter anymore...
In the evening, Gu Yunxi received a call from Cangying. Cangying's voice had regained some strength on the phone. He said that he would be transferred to a regular ward the next day and invited her to see him one last time if she could.
Gu Yunxi smiled and agreed. After hanging up the phone, she went to the balcony and looked at the sunset. The sunset painted half the sky red, magnificent and warm.
Gu Yunqian walked to her side and handed her a key. "Dad asked me to give this to you," Gu Yunqian said. "It's the key to your old lab. It's been cleaned up, so you can go back anytime." Gu Yunxi took the key, which still felt warm from the sunlight.
She gripped the keys tightly, looked at the sunset on the horizon, and a relieved smile appeared on her lips...
The setting sun cast long, dark rays into the hallway, where dust motes floated and mingled with the aroma of food wafting from the neighbors' homes, creating a long-lost sense of warmth and homeliness. Qi Ruixiang stood before the door, his hand hovering over the doorknob, his fingertips trembling slightly.
The moment he rushed headlong into the Golden Triangle, the passage of time had already quietly left its mark on him!
He risked his life amidst gunfire and navigated the darkness of Black Rock Village, sustained by his obsession with "rescuing Gu Yunxi and returning home." But when he finally reached his doorstep, that obsession was suddenly replaced by immense panic.
He was afraid. Afraid to open the door and see Yang Xiaotang's cold eyes, afraid that she wouldn't forgive him for leaving without saying goodbye;
He was afraid that Niannian would no longer recognize him. That little baby who was crying for milk should now be crawling and smiling at people, but might avoid him, this "stranger," like the plague.
What he fears even more is facing his own selfishness—leaving his wife, who had just finished her postpartum period, and his infant daughter behind for another woman, causing them to suffer so much.
His hand lingered on the doorknob for a full half minute; he could even hear his own heartbeat, heavy as if it were striking a drum.
Yang Bin, standing behind him, crossed his arms, a playful smile playing on his lips, his eyes practically overflowing with disdain.
Yang Bin had already guessed that he would do this.
When Qi Ruixiang, with tears in his eyes, said he was going to the Golden Triangle to rescue Gu Yunxi, he slammed his fist on the table and tried to dissuade him, saying, "Xiaotang just gave birth, and Niannian is not even a month old yet. What will happen to them if you leave? The Gu family has its own ways of handling things. It's not your place to risk your life as someone else's son-in-law!"
But Qi Ruixiang was blinded by greed, only thinking about Gu Yunxi, saying things like "Yunxi is innocent, I can't ignore her," and didn't listen to anything he said.
Now you're scared? What were you doing all this time?
Yang Bin chuckled, his voice low, yet it pierced Qi Ruixiang's heart like a needle. "What? Too scared to refuse?"
He took two steps forward, standing behind Qi Ruixiang, his gaze fixed on the dangling hand. "When you patted your chest and said, 'I will definitely come back,' weren't you quite the backbone? Now, at the last minute, you've chickened out?"
Qi Ruixiang's shoulders stiffened, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't turn around. His fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white, and the coldness of the doorknob seeped through his skin to his heart, calming him down a little, but his panic did not diminish at all.
He could imagine Yang Xiaotang curled up in the mental hospital, and he could imagine Niannian crying and fussing for her mother in the arms of the nanny. He was the one who caused these scenes. He had no right to be afraid, but he couldn't help but back down.