It was a large hotel, more than a dozen stories tall.
Jiang Xiaoyu's parents had hidden him in a room on the third floor.
After all, if they stayed too high up, jumping down would mean certain death.
But even if they jumped from the third floor, they would break their legs at worst.
We met the family of three in the room.
Jiang Xiaoyu seemed unaware that he was in danger. He was sitting on the bed, playing a game on his phone.
His parents, however, were so frightened they didn't know what to do.
The deaths of Wu Binbin and the other child had left them traumatized. They knew Ding Ruoning was coming for revenge, so naturally, they were terrified.
Zhang Bo introduced us to Jiang Xiaoyu's father, Jiang Nan, saying we were also there to protect Jiang Xiaoyu.
Jiang Nan gave each of us a pack of expensive cigarettes, then pressed his palms together in thanks. "Thank you. Thank you so much, masters. As long as you can help my son get through this ordeal, I'll make sure to pay you all double."
An Ning had a fiery temper but lacked Song Xiaotian's composure. She asked Jiang Nan outright what Jiang Xiaoyu had done to make someone refuse to let him go even after death.
Looking embarrassed, Jiang Nan said, "He's so young. What does he know about those things? He was really just curious and made a little mistake. It was a minor matter to begin with. A little discipline should have been enough, but that family just wouldn't let it go."
"Think about it. Even the judge didn't find my son guilty, so it really wasn't that serious. I have no idea what that family was thinking, getting so hung up on it that they