After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 239 is not a handle, but a weakness.
The hard drive was accessed, and hundreds of videos appeared on the computer.

The subordinate's eyes lit up with surprise: "It seems we might be able to find incriminating evidence against Ning Yunzhan in these videos."

Nie Zheng's gaze sharpened: "Play them one by one."

The subordinate clicked on the first video.

A few seconds later, the subordinate exclaimed in astonishment, "It's...it's Miss Jiang Shu!"

Nie Zheng was slightly taken aback.

The first video was filmed in this office six months ago, during the summer vacation after Jiang Shu finished her college entrance examination.

Ning Yunzhan was teaching Jiang Shu how to draw design drafts. He leaned slightly behind her, encircling her completely in his arms, yet maintaining an absolutely gentlemanly distance, explaining the key points to her with a clear expression. Only when the girl was immersed in drawing did he take a small step back, seemingly with measured steps, but where Jiang Shu couldn't see, his eyes held a slight sense of dazedness, like a fish that had been parched for many days suddenly entering the sea, indulging in a moment of satisfaction…

The second video was filmed on a mobile phone, probably earlier, late at night. Jiang Shu was engrossed in doing practice problems when Ning Yunzhan's voice came from off-screen: "My patron, from this angle, you look even better than usual..."

Under the bright light of the writing lamp, Jiang Shu looked up, her eyes still filled with confusion from being troubled by the questions. Then she glared at the direction of the phone camera and said, "I don't know if I look good or not, but if you don't come and help me with the questions, Old Zhou's face will probably be grim tomorrow."

The phone was left aside, but the recording didn't stop. Then Ning Yunzhan appeared in the shot, head to head with Jiang Shu, picked up a pencil and paper, and said in a gentle voice, "Yes, your teacher Zhou has always had high hopes for you."

Outside the window beside them, apricot blossoms fluttered gently down, a scene of serene beauty.

The third video was also a selfie, but it showed them having a picnic by the river.

In the distance, Feng Li, Li Yubai, and a few others are setting up a pot, while Rong Jingchen and Yan Yu are fishing.

The close-up shot shows Jiang Shu and Ning Yunzhan taking a selfie. Jiang Shu has her hand on Ning Yunzhan's shoulder, a blade of grass in her mouth, looking like a carefree hooligan. Ning Yunzhan has a smile on his lips, and his eyes seem to be filled with stars.

...The fifty-eighth video was filmed using a fixed tripod in the vegetable garden of the Qingcheng Villa.

Under a clear blue sky, five men and one woman, all wearing matching wide-brimmed straw hats and tracksuits, were enthusiastically watering their respective vegetable gardens. As they watered, someone started something, and it quickly escalated into a fierce water fight. All six of them were soaked to the bone, but they were laughing without a care in the world...

The eighty-seventh video appears to have been filmed secretly.

Jiang Shu sat on the swing in the villa, resting with her eyes slightly closed. She was still wearing loose pajamas, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, her exquisite features as white as jade, and her eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.

In this video, there is only the sound of the wind and Ning Yunzhan's seemingly deliberately suppressed and cautious breathing.

……

The last video was also filmed at the City of Beauty Villa, the day after the filming of City of Beauty Chronicles 1 was completed.

Amidst the blooming flowers, Jiang Shu watched the butterflies fluttering about and exclaimed how beautiful they were. The next moment, Ning Yunzhan placed those butterflies into an exquisite glass bottle.

Ning Yunzhan handed the bottles to Jiang Shu, his tone gentle: "They're yours now."

Jiang Shu tilted her head and glanced at him, then shook her head in disagreement: "Ning Yunzhan, liking something doesn't necessarily mean you have to imprison it and possess it. They look even more beautiful when they're flying among the flowers."

Ning Yunzhan seemed to have thought of something, and pondered, "Isn't it true that only by holding it in your hands can you guarantee that you can stay with it forever?"

"Hey, Ning Yunzhan, I just realized how possessive you are today!" Jiang Shu looked him up and down. "But that won't do. You have to be good and learn to give it freedom."

Ning Yunzhan nodded slightly and explained solemnly, "I'm not possessive, I just lack experience and don't understand. My patron, please teach me more about human relationships and worldly wisdom in the future."

Jiang Shu laughed: "You shrewd businessmen dare to say you don't understand human relationships and social customs? If you really don't understand, the others certainly do."

“But I only listen to you,” Ning Yunzhan said softly. “I don’t listen to anyone else.”

"You only listen to me? You'll do whatever I tell you to do?" Ning Yunzhan hummed in agreement, seemingly making a casual promise: "If you don't like being confined to a corner of the world, I'll remove the gilded cage; if you like seeing mountains and seas, I'll accompany you all the way; if you like this kind of life, I'll maintain the status quo and spend countless days and nights with you..."

Jiang Shu clicked her tongue: "You actually think that way? Even someone as virtuous as Li Yubai sometimes argues and fights."

Ning Yunzhan sighed meaningfully, "I don't compete or fight, because every day I spend with you is the life I've always dreamed of."

He looked at Jiang Shu, his eyes filled with a complexity that Jiang Shu couldn't understand: "So, my patron, remember, no matter when or what the request is, I will listen to whatever you say."

The video ends.

Inside the office, the subordinate asked in surprise, "Sir, have you noticed anything? I've searched for ages, but it's all routine stuff, I haven't found a single clue..."

Nie Zheng remained silent for a long time.

“This isn’t a weakness,” he paused slightly, “it’s… his Achilles’ heel.”

The Devil's Triangle.

Before Yan Yu could react, Jiang Shu had unexpectedly run into the center of the battle.

Yan Yu's face turned deathly pale: "Sister!"

He reflexively took a step to follow, but then, as if remembering something, he stopped abruptly and dialed the number with trembling hands: "All nearby rescue teams must assemble, and the medical vehicle must be in place within half an hour."

Then, he stood there with a tense expression and waited.

Unlike Jiang Shu, he had no power to protect himself.

His presence would be a burden.

He stayed outside, providing support.

Yan Yu took a deep breath: "Sister, please make sure everything goes well for you..."

The fierce battle continues in the Devil's Triangle.

Round after round of duels, Ning Yunzhan, though fighting alone, was able to maintain the upper hand due to the inherent characteristics of the vampire race and the devastating power of his sword.

Rong Jingchen and the super mercenaries he brought were almost all badly wounded, and their firepower was also greatly depleted.

But the situation was even more serious for Li Yubai. Even through the pervasive ghostly mist, Rong Jingchen could clearly see Li Yubai swaying precariously, like a spent arrow. The beads on his wrist had already shattered during his frequent confrontations with Ning Yunzhan, leaving him completely defenseless and pushing the threat of death to its extreme.

The next moment, Ning Yunzhan's butcher's knife enveloped Li Yubai, who was no longer able to fight, in the range of death. Within the azure killing light, the tip of the knife pierced straight into Li Yubai's heart.

"boom!"

A piercing roar suddenly approached, and a fighter jet plummeted from the sky, crashing directly between Li Yubai and Ning Yunzhan. The tip of the butcher's knife struck the fighter jet, resulting in a violent explosion. The fighter jet shattered into pieces, and Feng Li fell out, landing beside Li Yubai.

It was this unexpected intervention that caused the executioner's blade to deviate slightly from its course, landing in the sea and stirring up towering waves.

Feng Li was not having an easy time.

He was already extremely weak, and the explosion and impact of falling from a great height made his face as white as paper, his breath faint, and his body covered with cuts from the wreckage of the fighter jet, from which blood gushed.

Beside him, Li Yubai, who had been quietly facing death, looked at the dying Feng Li with a calm gaze, and suddenly laughed.