Chapter 292: Sudden Wind

Chen Mo continued walking while asking, "Did the doctor say what illness Mr. Jiang had? How can you say it's gone just like that?"

Fatty Hui was a bit unable to speak: "Um… I heard… it seems…"

"If you have something to say, say it straight. Why beat around the bush?"

"The doctor said Mr. Jiang suffered an acute myocardial infarction caused by excessive excitement, basically an acute heart disease.

I heard from a few of Mr. Jiang's bodyguards that it seemed… seemed to be… Sudden Wind."

"Sudden Wind?" Chen Mo stopped in his tracks again, turned to Fatty Hui, "Are you sure?"

Fatty Hui looked around, whispered, "I heard it from Mr. Jiang's bodyguards. They said that while Mr. Jiang was doing that thing with Miss Fang, he suddenly fell ill.

At the moment Miss Fang screamed for help, his clothes weren't even on yet!"

Chen Mo was stunned in his heart—did Jiang Tiansheng use sea‑dog kidney pills as a aphrodisiac?

But that thing is a kidney‑tonic, not a sexual‑enhancement drug!

Although many pharmacies advertise that it works "instantaneously".

But it's not that kind of "instantaneous" effect!

One can only say false advertising kills people!

As we approached the morgue, more and more people gathered.

They were basically the big‑bottom members of the Triad Society and the bodyguards from Jiang Tiansheng's villa.

Chen Mo furrowed his brows, his face solemn as he pushed through the crowd outside and entered the morgue.

Inside the morgue, Fang Ting was lying on Jiang Tiansheng's corpse, sobbing, while Thirteen Sister comforted her.

The other leaders stood aside, watching the crying Fang Ting and Jiang Tiansheng's body, the atmosphere heavy.

Seeing this, Chen Mo quickly gave his own thigh a hard squeeze.

He had to squeeze; thinking of Jiang Tiansheng's Sudden Wind made Chen Mo want to laugh, fearing he might burst out laughing.

Chen Mo stepped up to Gao Jin, and lifted his chin toward Chen Yao: "Chen Yao, how did I hear that Mr. Jiang died of pleasure? Is it true?"

"Pfft~" Da Fei heard Chen Mo's question and almost couldn't hold back a laugh; his normally stern face turned even more ridiculous from suppressing it.

Mainly because Chen Mo's question was so absurd.

Not only Da Fei, but Han Bin and Konglong's brother's shoulders were also trembling slightly, looking like they were holding back laughter.

Even Gao Jin beside Chen Mo had the corners of his mouth twitching upward a bit.

Only Fang Ting cried even more sorrowfully, causing Thirteen Sister to glance at Chen Mo with a white look.

Chen Mo shrugged indifferently.

After his question, aside from Fang Ting's louder sobbing, the others' expressions eased considerably, and the mood lightened instantly.

That's right! Da Fei even laughed out loud; if Chen Mo can't help but laugh, it's fine as long as he doesn't laugh audibly.

In fact, among those present, the only ones who truly cared about Jiang Tiansheng's life or death, Chen Mo observed, seemed to be Fang Ting, Ma Wang Jian and Fei Lao Li.

Fang Ting's crying was genuinely heartfelt, and Ma Wang Jian's and Fei Lao Li's faces were genuinely grim.

Chen Mo guessed that Ma Wang Jian had long been won over by Jiang Tiansheng, and Fei Lao Li was probably also swayed by him.

As for the Crown Prince and Chen Yao, facing Jiang Tiansheng's death, they didn't seem very sad or mournful.

Even though they had previously appeared to be Jiang Tiansheng's most loyal two.

But now, the two stood there, looking very calm.

"Chen Mo! Stop talking nonsense! Mr. Jiang died of heart disease," Chen Yao frowned and said.

Chen Mo pretended not to understand: "Heart disease? Isn't it Sudden Wind?"

"It's still heart disease, just the timing of the attack was a bit unusual."

While they talked, the voice of Fang Ting, who had been lying on Jiang Tiansheng's body crying, began to grow softer.

She was trying hard to lower her presence, fearing those leaders would blame Jiang Tiansheng's death on her and send her to be buried with him.

Thirteen Sister patted Fang Ting's shoulder, soothed her, stood up and said, "Let's stop the idle chatter and talk about what to do next!"

Chen Mo spread his hands: "At this hour, we can't do anything.

In my view, we should first take Mr. Jiang's remains back, then give him a grand funeral later.

As for the rest, this isn't the place to discuss it; we'll talk later!"

Chen Yao also nodded in agreement: "It's already close to the time for the big meeting, so maybe tomorrow, we'll all discuss the next steps together."

The basic conduct of the Triad Society is just like this.

Jiang Tiansheng wasn't murdered, so no revenge is needed.

Right now nobody cares how to handle Jiang Tiansheng's affairs; as long as it looks impressive, that's enough.

Everyone cares more about who will become the next Dragon Head, and whether they can profit from Jiang Tiansheng's death.

With the help of Jiang Tiansheng's bodyguards, Fang Ting took his remains back.

She now is both sad and scared.

Jiang Tiansheng is dead, his patron is gone, and she doesn't know how to live afterward.

Jiang Tiansheng never married her; they only had a patron‑support relationship. His inheritance is sizable, but it has nothing to do with Fang Ting.

Not to mention Jiang Tiansheng also has a younger brother Jiang Tianyang.

Even if the Jiang family is gone, Great Prosperity still has many leaders.

Such a huge inheritance, besides Chen Mo and the few leaders who know Jiang Tianyang exists, who wouldn't be jealous?

The fact that Jiang Tiansheng died on her shoulders, no one is pursuing it, that's good. Once she tries to lay claim to his inheritance, someone will count his death against her.

Jiang Tiansheng is dead, publicly there are few die‑hard followers left, but nobody cares about who's the sister‑in‑law.

Coming out of the hospital, Chen Mo, Gao Jin, Han Bin and Da Fei stood in the parking lot smoking and chatting.

Chui Shui Ji hurried past the group.

Chen Mo grabbed him: "Ji Ge, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Stay and chat a bit!"

"Mo... Mo Ge ah," Chui Shui Ji seemed to have just noticed Chen Mo and the others, "Everyone's here?"

"I still have something to do, I'm in a hurry to go home, you guys chat, you guys chat."

Chen Mo held onto Chui Shui Ji's arm and wouldn't let go: "What could possibly be going on at this hour? Let's stay and chat a bit!"

Da Fei stepped forward, put his arm on Chui Shui Ji's shoulder: "Ji Ge, why are you in such a hurry to go home at this hour? Are you in a hurry to go home and have sex?"

Chui Shui Ji gave an embarrassed laugh: "Yeah, yeah, before I came, I just hooked up with two Brazilian girls, and they're still waiting for me at home!"

"What's the rush, Ji Ge? You already said they're waiting for you at home; early or late, it doesn't matter! Let's just chat casually first!"

Chen Mo had no intention of letting Chui Shui Ji leave at all.

Seeing he couldn't get away, Chui Shui Ji had no choice but to stay: "Mo Ge, what do you want to talk about?"

Chen Mo curled the corner of his mouth: "Just chat casually, Ji Ge, do you have any opinions on Mr. Jiang's death?"

"What opinion could I have? Mr. Jiang died of illness, unrelated to anyone else; it's just bad luck for him."

Chui Shui Ji's tone was as usual, and he still wore a slightly fawning smile on his face.

However, a hint of fear that flashed in the depths of his eyes was still noticed by Chen Mo.