His Ordeal 4

Although she had seen his file, it only contained a few brief sentences, and the truth still didn't align in many ways. She never imagined such a complicated process. Hearing his two or three sentences, she already felt it was very risky.

A group of more than ten people fighting him alone, she didn't know how he fought back, or how he managed to go south to meet and talk with the MLM boss. Someone who could become an MLM boss was naturally not simple; she couldn't imagine how he adapted to the situation.

But what made Jiang Ru uneasy was that he took this money. If the amount wasn't too large, she might turn a blind eye, but a quick glance last night showed that, in the current context, it was no small sum.

Jiang Ru got out of bed, opened the money bag he had casually bundled up last night, counted it three times to be sure, and excluding the change, it totaled 9,746 yuan.

She fell silent. From childhood, she had always been a good girl. Not to mention taking a large sum of unclear money, even if she picked up 50 cents on the street, she would hand it over to her teacher.

Once, when she was little, she picked up 10 yuan on the way home from school, and halfway there, her older brother tricked her into buying food. She dared to cry all the way home to complain, and her parents' reassurances were useless. In the end, her father had no choice but to take out 10 yuan and take her to the police station to hand it over to the police before she let it go.

Because of this, her father went home and gave her brother a severe beating, feeling that he had created more trouble for him.

These sums of money, she wondered how many families' blood and sweat they represented.

Li Xiao saw her expression was off and thought she was upset that he took too little. He casually explained, "It's not a small amount. The other two didn't take as much as I did. There wasn't much money in the box to begin with; we had to leave some behind, after all."

Of course, it was better if the amount didn't match; those people could be locked up a little longer.

He wasn't a good-tempered person either; if others provoked him, why wouldn't he retaliate?

Jiang Ru knew he was thinking in the wrong direction. His upbringing was different from hers. He was bold, ruthless, and sometimes acted without much of a bottom line. These sums of money, for an ordinary person, would cause inner trepidation and unease, but for him, he only felt that he had obtained them through his own ability, and could use them with peace of mind.

Previously, when Jiang Ru read his file, she already felt he was a very complex person. He wouldn't actively do evil, bully the weak, or commit truly criminal acts, but he had a strong tolerance for such things; even if he saw them, he wouldn't interfere.

In fact, it wouldn't be strange if he had dozens of lives on his hands for avenging his daughter. If an ordinary father encountered such a situation, the common choice would be to seek legal help; if the local police didn't care, they would report it to higher levels. But he wasn't like that; he chose to avenge his daughter in his own way.

Perhaps he didn't trust the law much, or perhaps he was more inclined to solve problems with violence.

In other words, he had a very low empathetic understanding of legal morality and believed in the gangster's way of doing things.

This was actually very dangerous; not that he was dangerous, but that a mindset with a low sense of morality was very dangerous.

When Jiang Ru read books, she saw many cases where the criminals had high IQs. Those people were geniuses in the eyes of others, yet due to a lack of moral sense, they used their super-high IQs to cross the legal bottom line to satisfy their selfish desires, leading to incredibly terrifying consequences.

Today it was a sum close to ten thousand; once he tasted the sweetness, next time it could be hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ru said to him without hesitation, "You should return this money. We can't take it."

Li Xiao, hearing this, his first reaction was that he had misheard. He looked up at her in surprise, asking suspiciously, "What did you say?"