Who is the murderer?

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Less than a month after my thirtieth birthday, I received the most devastating news of my life: I was laid off. The tech company where I had poured three years of hard work and dedication into my job simply kicked me to the curb. Although they gave me a severance package, it wasn't a long-term solution to just sit around doing nothing. Luckily, a distant relative, a shareholder of a private high school, offered me a job as a school bus driver. Fortunately, the tech company offered part-time training courses to obtain a professional van driver's license, and I was one of the few employees who passed. But they still let me go. Although I was unwilling to let my talents go to waste, I reluctantly accepted the job.

Before the start of the semester, they notified me to attend a week-long pre-employment training course. I was thinking to myself, "Training my ass! It's just driving anyway!" I only learned during training that this was an all-girls high school, exclusively for the daughters of wealthy families and political and business elites. The exorbitant fees were a given, and the requirements for teachers were extremely rigorous. Even the school staff, security guards, and drivers underwent special selection and training. When the head of the transportation and communications department first saw me, he flipped through my resume, his sharp eyes fixed on me.

"If it weren't for the school board's instructions, I would never have hired you!" The head's words were truly hurtful and honest.

"Yes! Thank you for your kind words, head. I certainly won't let you down." During my unemployment, besides wallowing in self-pity, I had reflected on the reasons for my layoff. My biggest weakness was my unwillingness and refusal to flatter or fawn over others. So, I had to accept reality and change.

"But since I've hired you, I want you to know that you'd better take this seriously. This position is very sacred and important!" the head said earnestly, and I listened half-heartedly.

Please, help me out! It's just driving a school bus, why make such a big deal out of it?

"Listen carefully. Our students are the darlings of political and business elites and the daughters of wealthy families. According to statistics, the combined assets of our students' family businesses exceed 500 billion NT dollars. Ensuring that every student gets home safely and unharmed is the driver's responsibility. Therefore, in addition to meeting driving standards, our school bus drivers must undergo rigorous security and counter-terrorism training. This is because, according to law enforcement statistics, the commute to and from school is the time when students are most vulnerable to kidnapping. I've reviewed your basic information, and it completely fails to meet my requirements. Therefore, I expect you to pass all the tests this week. If you don't meet the minimum requirements, I will still ask you to get out. Do you understand?" After listening to the director's long-winded sermon, enveloped in an atmosphere reminiscent of a recruit training center, my natural reaction was to stand with my heels together, toes pointing outwards at a 45-degree angle, hands pressed against my thighs, middle fingers aligned with my trouser seams, body slightly leaning forward, head up, chin tucked in, and eyes looking straight ahead, loudly replying, "Yes, sir!" The director returned the salute with satisfaction and turned to leave. I looked around suspiciously, confirming that this was a school and not a special forces security and counter-terrorism training center. Later, I learned that the director was actually a retired bodyguard from the National Security Bureau, who had served as a close bodyguard for many domestic political figures. I thought it was very appropriate for him to take on this position.

And so began a week of rigorous training, the content of which was far more demanding than anyone could imagine. Besides basic self-defense, grappling, and combat skills, it even included driving a 35-ton bus at breakneck speed and then drifting through hairpin bends like the racing legend "Mark the Car." Teacher Lin said, "If I can actually drift through, I'll sign up for Formula 1 racing. Then 'Mark the Car Car' will truly 'lose' to me, 'Mark the Car Car'!" After the training, I was covered in bruises, but at least the headmaster stamped my personnel appointment form with a "qualified" stamp.

Finally, I began my career as a school bus driver at a girls' high school. Because I was a newcomer, I was responsible for the most remote areas, driving a 15-seater mid-sized bus through upscale villa areas to pick up and drop off students. Every day, I left earlier than my colleagues, and after dropping the students off, I was always the last to leave.

Don't assume these so-called daughters of political and business elites are all refined young ladies. Raised pampered by their parents, nannies, and servants, they develop spoiled and arrogant personalities. The nicer ones treat you like a driver, the meaner ones like servants, and the worst ones don't treat you like a human being at all. However, the top rule clearly states: smile, or get out! Fine! I'm just trying to make a living, so I won't be so picky.

As time went on, some of these girls became more friendly towards me, and I actually quite enjoyed the job.

I started secretly observing these young girls. Perhaps due to their good family backgrounds and excellent nutrition from a young age, coupled with the help of a large amount of health supplements and nutritional supplements, each of them had a fuller and more mature figure than girls of the same age. However, I kept to myself. These rich girls were all thorny. I shouldn't have any ideas that I could marry one and become rich overnight. Their parents were all important and influential people. How could they possibly choose an ordinary man as their son-in-law? So I just watched and sent them home unharmed. In that case, I could earn more money than a driver.

Finally, payday arrived. Seeing the extra amount in my bank account made me forget the fatigue of the past month. I went to work in a cheerful mood from the start. Plus, it was Friday, and I had been thinking about meeting up with some friends after work to relax, maybe even find a place to release all the pent-up desire of the month. So even when my supervisor tried to extort 3,000 yuan from me at noon, citing monthly performance reviews, I handed it over without hesitation. While out buying cold drinks in the afternoon, I also stopped at a nearby betting station and bought two tickets for the Powerball lottery, which had a jackpot of 600 million tonight. My dream of becoming rich overnight rested on these two tickets.

Then, when it was time to leave, I just had to finish this last trip before I could go home and relax. Before leaving, my supervisor suddenly called me back because I was the last one to drop off students and return to school. He handed me the office key and told me to lock the doors and windows when I got back to school. Since this was always my supervisor's job, I hesitated for a moment and looked at him.

"I have some things to do and need to leave early today. I'll wait until you've delivered all the students home and reported back before I leave. If you have any questions, you can contact the security team; they're on duty 24/7." No wonder! It's payday and the weekend, everyone wants to get off work as soon as possible. Well, what can I do? I'm a new employee and I'm driving the most remote routes.

I set off in a cheerful mood, and the traffic jams along the way didn't affect my good mood. Although there were only fifteen students on the bus, their wealthy fathers all bought mansions in beautiful mountain villas, each one perched on a hilltop. While the environment was quiet, the downside was the long distance. After driving for more than an hour, the supervisor had already radioed me several times to check on me; I think he was eager to leave.

Finally, only three students remained on the bus. They all lived in the same mountain villa community. Looking around, I saw that night had fallen, and the road leading to the mountain villa community was already brightly lit. Although the road was wide and smooth, there weren't many cars passing by, which made up for the time I lost in the traffic jam. Suddenly, the supervisor's voice came through the radio again.

"Xiao Ma, Xiao Ma, report back?"

Yes, Xiao Ma is me. The supervisor's voice sounded a bit impatient.

"Xiao Ma reports, heading towards Building C, three VIPs, expected to arrive in five minutes, situation normal." Although there were only three students left, they belonged to three different communities. Five minutes wasn't enough time to cover them all. However, I figured the supervisor was probably already getting impatient, so I let him off the hook to avoid him giving me a hard time next Monday.

"Okay, Xiao Ma, good job. Be careful, proceed according to plan, over!" It seemed the supervisor was about to skip work. He'd taken money from the team members today, no wonder he was already on pins and needles.

After ending the call, I was about to speed up when a female student suddenly walked up behind me.

"Hey! Driver."

I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw it was the daughter of a certain group, a haughty high school senior who didn't treat me like a human being.

"Yes! What can I do for you, Miss?"

Although I felt a bit uncomfortable, thinking about the relaxing time after work, I smiled and faced her.

"They're coming to my house today, just drive straight there in a bit." "Yes, miss." That's even better, I can get off work sooner.

After she finished speaking, she sat down diagonally behind me, and the other two followed suit. The three of them started chatting again. From their conversation, I learned that the parents of all three girls had social engagements or gatherings that evening. So, the high school senior—whose name I think was Yiyun, and who was eighteen years old—whom the other two called Sister Yun, invited them to her home.

While it was called a guest invitation, it was really just a way to show off her designer bags and clothes. Otherwise, why would she carry such expensive designer bags to school every day and change them frequently?

Another girl, Shiqing, was also a high school senior, seventeen years old. Her father was a high-ranking political figure in the country. Her name sounded poetic, but perhaps it was her father's power and influence that made her arrogant, domineering, and extremely rude.

Then there was Xiaoyu, a first-year high school student, only fifteen years old. Coincidentally, her father was the senior executive at the tech company that laid me off. She was quiet and polite, always thanking me when getting in and out of the car. She seemed like a typical sweet and gentle girl.

I drove all the way to the community gate. The entire community consisted of detached villas. The main gate was a driveway exclusively for residents, and each car was equipped with a sensor that automatically opened the gate, preventing security personnel from peeking into the cars. Regular visitors, including myself, had to use the side gate, which was monitored around the clock by security guards on shifts. Since our school bus was a regular customer, I usually just had to wave to the security guard, and he would open the gate to let me through.

But today seemed a little different. I drove all the way to the guardhouse, but the gate was still locked, and a security guard was standing in front of my car, blocking my way. Although I had only been working there for a month, I had seen most of the security guards, but this one looked a little unfamiliar. Nevertheless, I opened the vent next to the driver's seat and greeted him.

"Excuse me, sir! I'm a school bus driver, taking you home." I said, handing him my employee ID.

He was around fifty years old, a typical middle-aged man with a slightly protruding beer belly that made his uniform look like it was about to burst. However, his eyes were bright and piercing. He casually took my employee ID.

"Hey bro! Of course I know you're on the school bus, but today the company is conducting a 24-hour security drill. Every visitor vehicle needs to be registered and inspected. Please cooperate and open the door; we need to board for a routine check." As he spoke, a thinner, younger security guard appeared next to the door, probably under thirty, with long hair reaching his nape. He was wearing an ill-fitting uniform, which seemed a bit odd. Then, a security guard of medium build, around forty years old, with a similar build to mine, appeared in the rearview mirror. He was holding a metal detector or something like a mirror and scanning the undercarriage of the school bus. Although he was wearing a well-fitting uniform, he was wearing blue and white sneakers.

In short, all three of them seemed a bit strange; their attire seemed out of place with the image of this nationally renowned chain security company.

Seeing my hesitation, he immediately added, "Brother! What are you still hesitating about? We're paid to do what we're told. Don't make things difficult for us!" That was true, but company rules were strict; unauthorized personnel were not allowed on board. Furthermore, the car's interior and windows were reinforced. While not bulletproof, it wouldn't be easy for an outsider to force their way in if I didn't open the door.

He leaned closer and whispered, "It's the weekend. Don't you want to get her home quickly so you can go have some fun? There are security cameras here. If we don't get in and make a show of it, we won't be able to explain it to our superiors. Please help us out; it won't take long." Just as I was struggling internally, the voice of the young lady, Yiyun, came from the back seat again.

"Driver! What are you doing here? Are all the gatekeepers dead?" Can you imagine such words coming from the mouth of a rich young lady?

"Miss, the security company is conducting a drill at the entrance. They said they'll only let us in after a routine check on the bus." "Fine! Open the door, I'll sit here and see who dares to check!" She immediately sat down in the front row seat, deliberately speaking loudly. I think the middle-aged security guard by the window must have heard her.

He immediately leaned closer to the window and said, "Miss, I'm sorry to take up your time. It's company policy, please don't make things difficult for us. I have a family to support!" He was almost crying by the end, but surprisingly, this tactic worked on her.

"Alright! Alright! Two minutes. If you exceed the time limit, I'll see! Driver, open the door!" Although she was impatient, she still agreed, but I still felt it was inappropriate.

"But, Miss! Our company rules prohibit opening the door."

"Enough already? You have rules, he has rules, am I supposed to go home? If you keep nagging, I'll tell my dad to replace both of your companies! You, open the car door, you, open the main gate, let him in, I'm going in in two minutes." She threatened and ordered like a queen, and I had no choice but to open the car door.

The young security guard standing by the door immediately got into the car, seemed slightly stunned when he saw the inside, and looked back at the middle-aged man. He also paused for a moment after getting in, but then regained his composure.

"Huh! Why are there two more people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yiyun immediately stood up and said, "What? Do I need your permission to go home with my classmate? Hurry up and finish what you need to do, then get out of the car!" What an arrogant and rude way to answer.

What happened next was truly beyond my expectations. The young security guard next to me pulled a gun from his pocket, pointed it at me, and immediately ordered, "Sit down! Don't move!" At the same time, a crisp "slap" came from the back seat.

"You filthy bitch, you speak so foully and have no manners."

It seemed that Yiyun had been slapped and fallen back into her seat. Perhaps she had never experienced anything like this before. Her expression instantly turned mixed with emotions. She wanted to be angry but dared not show it. Her face turned pale and then red. Finally, a sense of grievance and shame welled up in her heart, and tears were already welling up in her eyes.

The middle-aged security guard also took out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at her: "You filthy bitch, if you dare to cry out loud,

I'll take off your clothes."

Seeing that the three of them seemed to have quieted down, he immediately pointed the gun at them: "You three, sit in this row. Whoever makes a sound will be in trouble." The three girls obediently followed his orders and gathered in a row of seats. The arrogant air on their faces had disappeared, replaced by terrified expressions.

Then he turned and pointed at me: "Hey bro, drive in! I'm warning you, don't mess around. We just want money, but we'll shoot if necessary." Money! No way! How did they know I got paid today? But my salary is still in my account. But then it suddenly occurred to me, what am I, a nobody? The real big fish are yet to come.

"Brother Jie,"

the young man beside me spoke, his voice trembling slightly, "How come there are two more? What do we do?" The middle-aged man called Brother Jie replied confidently, "Two more is even better. Three dads will definitely pay more than one dad. What are you worried about? Is your name Ada, and your brain is Ada too?" After he finished speaking, he said to the other person outside the window, "Old Pi! You're in charge of the outside. We'll proceed according to plan. Alright! Brother, it's time to go! To Chairman Lin's mansion." After he finished speaking, he pointed his gun at the open gate. I had no choice but to drive into the community, towards Chairman Lin's mansion—that is, Lin Yiyun's father's mansion. Along the way, I hoped to encounter a few people I could ask for help, but unfortunately, although the entire community was brightly lit, there wasn't even a dog on the road. Finally, we arrived at the Lin residence.

Brother Jie snatched Yiyun's designer handbag and took out the gate control chip card from it.

"Miss Lin, the password? Don't make me ask a second time."

Yi Yun quickly gave the password, and Brother Jie took the chip card and was about to get out of the car.

"Ada! Keep an eye on them, especially him."

He pointed his gun at me, and Ada immediately pointed his gun at me as if facing a major threat. I was terrified that his nervousness might cause the gun to go off accidentally and kill me; wouldn't that be such a terrible injustice?

After getting out of the car, Brother Jie immediately started operating the sensor next to the gate. His movements were quite skilled; it seemed he had not only opened the gate but also disabled the security alarm. This dashed my hopes that they might accidentally trigger the alarm, and it looked like things were going to get very bad this time.

Brother Jie opened the garage's roller shutter door. The garage, which could fit two large RVs, was empty except for a small scooter parked in the corner. It seemed there was plenty of room for my school bus. Sure enough, he waved for me to park the car, and I had no choice but to comply.

Once inside the garage, Brother Jie immediately lowered the roller shutter, brought up a bundle of rope, pointed a gun at me, and said, "Brother, to avoid you blocking our path to wealth, and since I don't want to kill you, I'll have to make do with this." He then immediately bound my hands and feet tightly with the rope and taped my mouth shut. I was curled up on the floor like a shrimp, unable to move.

Then the two of them forced the three young girls into the house. Before leaving, Brother Jie removed my GPS and radio, giving me a sinister smile. I was terrified; he knew our company's security procedures inside and out.

My car's GPS navigation system has a global positioning system. If the school bus deviates from the planned route or area, or stops in one place for too long, the security team monitoring it will inquire via radio. If there's no response after three radio calls, it means there's a big problem. In addition to notifying the nearest patrolling security personnel to rush to the scene, they might even immediately call the police if necessary. In other words, if my car is stopped in the garage for about five minutes and there's no response on the radio, someone will come to rescue me. Now, that hope has been dashed.

When the three girls got off the bus and looked at my pleading and helpless eyes, I could only turn my head to the side and say, "I'm sorry, ladies, I'm in dire straits myself. Take care of yourselves. I hope your fathers will be quick to pay so you can regain your freedom soon."

Suddenly, I was the only one left in the pitch-black bus. Silence reigned all around, save for the streetlights filtering through the vents above the roller shutters, illuminating the last row of seats. Fearing they might kill me to cover my tracks, my will to survive surged. But no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free of the ropes binding my hands and feet, and could only roll on the floor like a pupa.

Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I seemed to see something gleaming with metallic light under the last row of seats. Whatever it was, it was a lifeline. I began to crawl forward like a caterpillar, despite the excruciating pain of my joints rubbing against the floor. I finally reached the last row of seats and clearly saw that the gleaming light was actually a utility knife, probably dropped by a student.

With my last ounce of strength, I hooked the utility knife onto the aisle with my foot, turned around, and finally gripped it tightly with my fingers. But fearing they might suddenly get in the car to check on me, I used almost twice the strength to crawl back to the floor next to the driver's seat, and then carefully began cutting the ropes around my wrists.

About ten minutes passed. I finally cut the ropes on my wrists and untied the ropes on my feet. I was free, but I remained curled up on the floor, considering my next move. Both men inside were armed; rushing in would be reckless and suicide. My radio was gone, and I didn't have a cell phone with me—company rules forbade carrying them while driving, for fear of distraction.

Whether I could even get out of the car was another question, so I remained still, gripping the utility knife tightly.

Suddenly, the door leading from the garage to the house opened. I immediately tightened the ropes, making it seem as if my hands and feet were still bound, and then I heard Brother Jie's voice.

"Ada, go check if the driver in the car is up to anything."

Ada peeked inside through the car door glass.

"Brother Jie, same as before."

"Great! Ada, we've really struck it rich this time. I didn't expect Chairman Lin's house to have so much cash and jewelry that we couldn't even lift it all. This is enough for us to enjoy for a lifetime. Go tell Old Pi to come in. We don't need to risk getting caught while collecting the ransom. Let's grab the money and run." Wow! They're running away. It seems like I'm very likely to be silenced!

"Okay, Brother Jie." Ada sounded quite happy.

"Actually, I was worried about the danger when collecting the ransom. Luckily, that girl knew the combination to the safe at home, which is why we made such a fortune. But boss, your method is really brilliant. You had all three of them take off their clothes and crawl under the covers. We don't need to watch them, and they won't dare to wander off." It seems that Brother Jie is very shrewd. The shrewder a person is, the less likely they are to leave any evidence.

"Alright! Ada, wait until we're all safe before you praise us! Huh! What's that?" A dull thud followed, then the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, then a faint groan and a struggle, before silence returned, leaving only the eerie sound of someone's rapid breathing in the spacious garage.

Breaking the silence was the sound of a small iron gate next to the roller shutter opening, and a person hurried in.

"Ah Jie, how's the situation?" It was Old Pi's voice. "

A great harvest, Old Pi! And this scapegoat is great for us, isn't it? Did you ask any more questions on the radio? What did you answer?" It seemed that Brother Jie was not only shrewd but also very calm, not blinded by greed.

"I answered him two minutes ago. I told him we were cooperating with the community security guards in a security drill, and it was almost over, but what about the rest?" A clever answer indeed. This Old Pi is a ruthless character! I think I'm probably doomed. Involuntarily, I gripped my utility knife, preparing for a desperate fight.

"Don't rush, there's still time. There are three naked girls upstairs. I'll go up and enjoy myself first. Do you want to come along?" What? I just praised you and now you've revealed your true colors. You're a perverted lecher.

"You're still in the mood for fun at a time like this? Be careful if you have a heart condition. We'll take the money and not worry about not having women." It seems Old Pi knows Brother Jie well, showing that the two have a good relationship.

"That's true, but I definitely won't be able to get my hands on any rich girls. It's probably a student, maybe even a virgin." Brother Jie's flaw is probably his lust. "

That's not a good idea! Aren't you afraid of leaving evidence and getting caught? The door has been open for a while now, and even though there's a patrol sign, I'm still worried." Old Pi seems to be a cautious person.

"Don't worry, I have several condoms prepared, that's why I asked if you wanted any. Really not? Then why don't you take these two bags of money and jewelry to the guardhouse and wait there? I'll come find you after I'm done, and then I'll be gone." "Alright then! Hmm! They're quite heavy, looks like you've really amassed a lot! This jacket is stuffy and hot, it should be okay if I don't wear it, right? Ah-Jie, can you help me carry this?" Then came the sound of dragging heavy objects, followed by the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground and falling.

"Hehe! Old Jie! You're really getting old, you can't beat me." It seems that Old Pi has won.

In the silence, Ah-Jie's groan could be faintly heard.

"You told me to take the money to the guardhouse and wait for you. Were you really comfortable with that? Luckily, at the last moment I suddenly realized that, given your personality, you would never let me take the money first. So you probably wanted to kill me while I was moving the money. Didn't expect me to make the first move, did you? Ugh! Dead. Perfect timing, I'll arrange for you two to look like you've killed each other." This double-cross is over, which means my opponent has gone from three to one. I think I have a good chance of subduing him by surprise.

Next, there's the sound of dragging things. Old Pi might really be dragging two more corpses to make it look like they're killing each other.

"That old bastard really brought so many condoms. I'll go up and enjoy them before I leave." Before going into the house, Old Pi checked on me by the school bus door. I was still lying there, but I was gripping the utility knife tightly, planning to retaliate as soon as he got on the bus. He didn't come up and went straight into the house. I carefully loosened the rope and the duct tape from my mouth and went to the bus door to check the garage. The two men were really dead, holding small samurai swords and sticking them into each other's bodies. It looked a bit comical; it didn't look like they were killing each other at all. I wonder how he came up with that idea. The two suitcases next to them must contain the spoils of war.

Seeing the blood on both knives, my desire to get a more decent weapon vanished instantly. Okay! A utility knife it is. I hope tomorrow's headline is: "Heroic school bus driver defeats armed robber with utility knife to save rich girl from danger."

I carefully opened the iron gate to the house. As expected of a luxury residence, it opened without a sound. Inside was a spacious living room, far exceeding my own comfort level. However, it was quite messy after they had ransacked the place. These kinds of villas usually don't have rooms on the first floor. Their conversation indicated that the three girls were locked inside, so I quietly made my way to the second floor. Sure enough, there were two bedrooms and a living room. After checking them one by one, I found the second-floor rooms had also been thoroughly searched. Moving to the third floor, only one room's door was closed; that must be it.

I approached and found the door slightly ajar and unlocked. I couldn't hear a sound, even though I should have heard Old Pi's lewd laughter.

I stood at the door listening for a long time. Aside from the occasional heavy breathing, there was no other sound. I decided to risk going in. I slowly pushed open the door, holding the utility knife to my chest, ready to attack Old Pi as soon as I saw him.

Finally, I saw his feet. Like a cheetah eyeing its prey, I was poised to pounce. But something was amiss. The door opened, and the sight inside stunned me. Old Pi lay on his side on the floor beside the bed, naked from the waist down, arms crossed over his chest, his head propped up at an odd angle. His face contorted in pain, white bubbles clung to his lips. On the king-size bed lay three naked young women, their hands and feet bound in an X shape to the gleaming brass posts at the head and foot of the bed. Their eyes and mouths were taped shut, only their noses visible as they breathed heavily.

I boldly approached Old Pi and used my toes to turn him onto his back. I noticed his dark penis limp and hanging limply beside him, encased in a condom. He had clearly ejaculated. I wondered which of the women he had slept with. A fanny pack lay scattered on the floor: condoms, small blue pills, a vibrator, lubricant, and some unidentified medications.

It seems Old Pi probably died of a heart attack from over-excitement. Ironically, he had just warned A-Jie about his heart condition, but he himself died of a heart attack.

In an instant, all my enemies were dead, which meant I was alive. Maybe tomorrow I'd be a hero, and the thought almost gave me a heart attack.

Just as I was about to rush out to call the police, I glanced at the three naked bodies on the bed, each radiating youthful energy and appearing so perfect.

"I'll never get to sleep with a rich girl like that; she's a student, maybe even a virgin," Jie's words echoed in my mind, attacking my fragile reason again and again. If I went to the police now, I'd be basking in glory for a few days, their dads would at most give me a big red envelope and shake my hand in thanks, and then I'd have to go back to being a school bus driver. Was I going to live like this for the rest of my life?

And so, a battle raged within me between justice and guilt. In a mere minute, my thoughts shifted a thousand times, re-examining everything that had happened tonight. Then, guilt concocted a perfect plan for me, a perfect plan to easily intervene, seize all the benefits, and then escape unscathed.

Although three naked young female students lay on the bed, I wasn't blinded by their presence. There were two large bags of loot in the garage, the spoils they had painstakingly collected, which would now easily fall into my hands.

I quickly took off Old Pi's blue and white sneakers and put them on, went downstairs into the garage, and grabbed the jacket Old Pi had just taken off, putting it on as well. Both companies wore black trousers, and given that Old Pi and I were quite similar in build, once I put on the full-face helmet in the garage, the security cameras in the community would probably all think that the person carrying the two bags of money was Old Pi.

So I took the little scooter from the garage, loaded with two bags of money, and swaggered out of the community gate. The gate was still wide open, and there was no one there.

After leaving the community, I sped off as fast as I could towards the most remote mountain road. Finding a place to hide money in the mountains was easy. I quickly hid the money, marked the spot, and then sped back to the community.

Chairman Lin's mansion was still perfectly normal. I parked the scooter, carefully wiped away any fingerprints that might be left on it, and quietly returned to the room on the third floor. Apart from the already dead Old Pi, there were only three naked bodies on the bed waiting for my pleasure.

Suppressing my excitement, I slowly approached the bedside. A unique fragrance of young girls wafted over. They seemed to know someone was approaching, and they twisted their bodies nervously, making low cries for help. My long-dormant lust surged into my mind, and my penis became so engorged that it almost burst.

Although the faces of the three beauties on the bed were mostly covered by tape, I could still make out their features. The one closest to me was probably Lin Yiyun, the apple of the eye of the mansion's owner—the spoiled, rude, and domineering heiress who never treated me like a human being. Surprisingly, she did have a pair of fair and high breasts, but they were covered with teeth marks and reddish finger marks. Her pubic hair was quite thick, covered with some unknown liquid, and there were traces of vaginal fluid overflowing from her vagina. However, I didn't see any bloodstains, so it seemed she was no longer a virgin.

Old Pi must have taken advantage of her first, but even being forced by him resulted in her being overflowing with vaginal fluid and her lower body being a mess. It seemed she was probably a wanton girl as well. Poor Old Pi was too hasty, choosing a wanton rich heiress. In that case, I didn't need to wear these worn-out shoes anymore.

Lying in the middle, judging by her blonde-streaked hair, she was clearly the daughter of a certain political figure—Shiqing. She was quite pretty, though her temper wasn't great and she was rather arrogant. Her budding breasts were undeniably alluring, with small, pinkish-red nipples. Her pubic hair was sparse and pale. Although her legs were bound wide, her vulva remained tightly closed, suggesting she was a virgin.

However, she had a penchant for pranks; one ear was riddled with piercings and adorned with decorations, and she had two tongue piercings. Now, lying there naked, it was noticeable that she also had a piercing in her navel, thankfully without any piercings on her labia.

Alright! Since you like piercings so much, I'll help you get one pierced.

So I picked up my old leather fanny pack, took off all my clothes, and my penis was already swollen to almost a 90-degree angle. I stepped over Yiyun and squeezed between her and Shiqing. The skin-to-skin contact made my desire even stronger, while the two girls twisted their bodies nervously. When my hand touched Shiqing's newly developed breasts, the smooth touch made me feel like I was being electrocuted. I didn't expect Shiqing's reaction to be even more intense than mine.

My hand began to roam over her body, vigorously rubbing her newly developed breasts, and finally reached her vulva. I parted her two tightly closed labia, and inside were two pink labia minora. The slightly protruding clitoris trembled up and down when I touched it. The entrance to her vagina was so small that only a single index finger could be inserted. A short distance further in, a thin membrane blocked the way. Although I had already judged that she was a virgin, confirming it with my own hands only aroused my desire to possess her even more.

Although I had been caressing her for a long time, there was only a little bit of lubrication inside her vagina. So I took out the lubricant from my waist bag and applied it evenly around her vulva and inside her vagina. Shiqing probably knew what was going to happen next, so she moved her body more violently and kept making low sounds.

But remembering her usual arrogant and rude treatment of me, hatred immediately overwhelmed my sympathy. I quickly put on a condom, rolled over, and pinned Shiqing down. I guided my penis to her vaginal opening, and with the help of lubricant, I forcefully thrust into her, easily breaching the barrier and penetrating her core. The narrow vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, and Shiqing was violently struck. Her back arched high, her whole body tense and trembling. Large beads of sweat slid down her forehead and cheeks, mingling with tears that dripped onto the sheets.

A vengeful thrill swept over me. I gave her no time to rest, immediately grabbing Shiqing's waist and beginning to thrust my hips back and forth, violently pounding into her narrow vagina again and again, reaching her core each time. Shiqing's features contorted almost grotesquely, her face turning from deathly pale to bluish, until finally she collapsed.

Seeing this, I immediately stopped thrusting. I checked her breathing; it was very weak. She had apparently fainted. Afraid of causing her death if I continued, I pulled my penis out, leaving a trail of blood. I picked up a new condom, stained it with the blood, and tossed it aside. I then began searching for another target for my throbbing member. The one

furthest to the left was Xiaoyu. She was pretty, with a bob haircut, large, bright eyes, and a small, cherry-like mouth that looked tempting, though it was currently covered by tape. She was the quintessential girl next door. Her breasts were still developing, small but beautifully shaped, and so fair that the blue veins were faintly visible. Her pubic hair was sparse, but her legs were long, white, and flawless.

Although I was now highly aroused, this little girl was so perfect and polite to me, at least treating me like a person. So I brushed her bangs aside and kissed her forehead deeply, deciding to let her go, perhaps out of fear of defiling her.

While I had to do what was right, I also had to consider my own needs. Shiqing was still unconscious, and beside her was only a broken shoe—Yiyun. But looking at the teeth marks and finger marks on her chest, and the mess

on her lower body, I felt utterly disgusted. So I first untied the ropes binding one of her hands and feet, turned her over, and retied her. Although she struggled fiercely, she was no match for me. After tying her up, I took a pillow and placed it under her abdomen, making her buttocks stick up high. With her legs spread even wider, her anus was completely exposed. Fortunately, the folds of flesh around her anus were still pink, indicating that this slut's back door hadn't been explored yet.

I took some lubricant and started applying it around her anus, also inserting my fingers inside to carefully apply it. I also took a vibrator and inserted it into her vagina, turning the vibration frequency to the highest setting, and began to slowly thrust in and out. Before long, Yiyun's vaginal fluids began to overflow with the movement of the vibrator.

My index finger easily penetrated her entire rectum, and I also pumped the vibrator faster. Yiyun's waist swayed more violently, and soon her vagina released a large amount of vaginal fluid. She climaxed so easily; you can imagine how lewd she was, even being raped by Lao Pi so quickly and still releasing so much vaginal fluid.

I decided not to let her enjoy herself for too long, as that conflicted with my desire for revenge. While she was still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, I aimed my erect penis at her anus. When the glans touched the opening, Yiyun trembled with nervousness, but I had no pity for her. I began to penetrate her narrow anus. With the help of lubricant, the glans easily slid into her rectum until the entire penis was inserted.

Yiyun's anus gripped my penis tightly, feeling like it was about to snap. With each thrust, I turned the folds of flesh at her opening outwards before shoving it back in forcefully. At first, Yiyun swayed her hips from side to side as if trying to avoid me, but after several minutes and hundreds of thrusts, she not only stopped resisting but even raised her buttocks higher to meet my movements, making penetration easier and faster.

I never expected to encounter such a slut on my first attempt at anal sex. While I was penetrating her anus, I began to knead her well-developed, full, and tender breasts with both hands, rubbing them mercilessly. Meanwhile, a vibrating dildo was inserted into her vagina, vibrating powerfully. Under this multi-sensory stimulation, I finally ejaculated a large amount of thick semen into Yiyun's anus.

Surrounded by waves of pleasure, Yiyun's anus contracted and trembled, and her vagina released more vaginal fluid. She had probably experienced another orgasm. I never expected that penetration of her anus could bring her to orgasm. This rich young lady was truly a born slut.

After enjoying myself, I had to clean up. I took out a new condom and soaked it with the fluids from my penis. Unexpectedly, there was a large amount of thick, yellowish, unidentified liquid in Yiyun's anus. After soaking it, I casually threw it on the ground.

Shiqing, who was beside me, seemed to have woken up. Perhaps it was the pain in her lower body that made her start to sway her hips. Watching her round buttocks sway and her nascent breasts gently sway along with them, my lust, which had just calmed down, surged again. My penis, which had just softened, immediately became engorged and ready to fight.

I changed the condom, wrapped the used one in a tissue, and straddled Shiqing again. This sudden action made Shiqing even more nervous, and she swayed from side to side even more violently.

Perhaps she thought she was out of danger, but then found herself in an even greater crisis. The conflicting emotions made her even more terrified, and tears streamed down her face as she swayed from side to side. I felt a little sorry for her and, remembering how I had treated her so roughly earlier, I decided to treat her more gently, as a way of making amends.

So I began to gently caress her body. At first, she resisted quite a bit, but when I focused my caresses on her most sensitive areas, Shiqing stopped struggling. I especially loved rubbing her newly developed breasts back and forth, occasionally pinching her small, bright red clitoral head with two fingers. If I weren't afraid of leaving evidence, I would definitely have used my tongue to savor those two untouched peaches.

Gradually, Shiqing's pale complexion returned to a rosy glow. My hand began to move down to her genitals. As soon as my fingers touched her vaginal opening and clitoris, she trembled as if electrocuted. When I parted her labia to reveal her pinkish-red vulva, I discovered a large amount of vaginal fluid overflowing, dripping down her thighs onto the sheets. My fingers slid smoothly into her narrow vagina, gently circling the vaginal walls, each rotation drawing out more fluid.

I picked up the vibrator beside me and, lubricated by the vaginal fluid, smoothly inserted it into her vagina. The intense vibrations transmitted from her vagina to her entire body. Shiqing arched her back, enjoying the pleasure, which also made her breasts stand even higher.

I used the vibrator to thrust into her vagina, and Shiqing swayed her hips to meet my thrusts. I began to accelerate, and her whole body tensed up so much that she could only arch her genitals high to meet my movements. Her knuckles turned white from gripping the sheets so tightly. Finally, she ejaculated, streams of clear liquid gushing from her vagina, covering my hands with her fluids and even spraying onto the bed railing.

After her orgasm, she lay limp on the bed, her fair skin flushed. I pulled out the vibrator and lay on top of her, feeling the heat emanating from her body. I easily inserted my penis into her vagina again. Although it was still narrow, the warm walls inside, along with the slippery love fluid, tightly gripped my penis. The sensation was completely different from the feeling of the lubricant earlier.

Perhaps the pleasure of her first orgasm hadn't yet faded, and as I began to thrust gently and slowly, Shiqing eagerly began to respond to my arrival. I took the pillow from under Yiyun's lower abdomen and placed it under Shiqing's buttocks, raising her vulva higher so I could penetrate deeper and more fully. I grasped her peach-like breasts in each hand, feeling the vibrations caused by each thrust. The blush on Shiqing's face hadn't faded, and it appeared even redder under my thrusts.

Perhaps because I had just ejaculated in Yiyun's anus, I thrust harder and harder, without any desire to ejaculate for a long time. Because the annoying ropes binding Shiqing's limbs prevented me from changing to more intense positions, I was willing to risk untying the ropes on her feet. As soon as Shiqing's legs were freed, she immediately clamped them tightly around my waist, squeezing hard with each thrust, seemingly hoping I could penetrate even deeper into her body.

In fact, my nearly 18-centimeter-long penis almost reached her uterus with each thrust, but she seemed unable to stop.

So I turned Shiqing over, raising her buttocks high and exposing her vulva more. I penetrated her from behind, allowing for deeper penetration. Each thrust, accompanied by my full weight, made the impact on her uterus even more powerful. Finally, Shiqing's vagina convulsed like a spasm, tightly gripping my penis. The entire vaginal wall clung to me, releasing copious streams of vaginal fluid that surged against my penis. Shiqing climaxed again. The surge of warm vaginal fluid sent a jolt through my glans, and I ejaculated a thick stream of semen, no less than what I had released into Yiyun's anus. The

simultaneous climax of two people was so wonderful. Even after my ejaculation, Shiqing's vagina continued to convulse, the mutual support prolonging the pleasure of the climax. Only after every last drop of energy had been released did I reluctantly leave this beautiful body.

After we finished enjoying ourselves, we still had to clean up the mess. First, I retied the ropes binding Shiqing's legs, then I removed the condom from Lao Pi's penis. Although it felt a bit disgusting, to avoid jail time, I poured out some semen and smeared it on the inside of the two condoms I had thrown on the ground earlier, plus the one Lao Pi had used, making a total of three condoms. Given Lao Pi's age, even with the help of Viagra, three ejaculations should be his limit.

Then I started breathing heavily, making muffled "ha! ha!" sounds, like I was having a heart attack, before falling heavily to the ground. I then grabbed Lao Pi's head and slammed it against the brass pillar at the foot of the bed, and finally, everything returned to calm.

I silently grabbed my clothes and the condom wrapped in tissue paper and left the room. I didn't remove the condom from my penis until I was downstairs. I went into the bathroom, dressed, flushed the condom down the toilet, washed my hands, and carefully checked every detail to make sure there were no flaws. Then I called the police and the school security to report the situation. I grabbed a utility knife and rushed upstairs to the room. As soon as I entered, I shouted, "Miss! Are you alright? Ah! You bastard, how dare you bully the ladies!" I immediately pinned Old Pi down and started hitting his head repeatedly.

"Bastard, I'll kill you for bullying the ladies!" I hit him for almost a minute before stopping.

"Miss! Don't worry, this bastard isn't moving anymore. I'll get a blanket to cover you first, then I'll let you go." With that, I grabbed a blanket from the chair, covered them, and cut the ropes binding them.

Xiao Yu was the first to free herself from the tape, as she was the least frightened. She helped untie Shi Qing and Yi Yun, who were still staring blankly at the ceiling, looking utterly terrified. Seeing me standing far away, too scared to look them in the eye, Xiao Yu waved to me and said, "Uncle Ma, could you get us some clothes?" "Sure, Miss! I've already called the police. Someone's coming soon. It's really not good to see you like this." I started to say, my eyes reddening and a little sobbing, "I'm sorry, Miss. It's all my fault. That's why the thugs had the chance to get on the car, and you were humiliated." "Uncle Ma, it's not your fault they got on the car, and I wasn't hurt!" Xiao Yu said innocently.

I immediately found their clothes in the closet, took them all to the bed for Xiao Yu, and then covered Lao Pi with a blanket.

"Miss, I'll wait outside. The assailant is dead. I'll cover him up first. You can get dressed and then call me." I said as I left the room and closed the door.

While I was waiting for them to get dressed, I heard footsteps and the sound of several people talking at the door. The police must have arrived. Soon after, several armed police officers appeared at the corner of the stairs. As soon as they saw me, they pointed multiple guns at me and shouted, "Don't move! Lie down! Put down your weapons and don't resist." I obediently did as

they said. As soon as I lay down, someone pressed me down. I quickly shouted, "I'm not the assailant. I'm the school bus driver. The assailants are all dead. The three girls are inside, still getting dressed." As soon as I finished speaking, I was hit on the head.

"Shut up! We'll investigate."

Suddenly, the door opened, and Xiaoyu, already dressed, came out. Although her appearance still made the police on the scene tense, it seemed that because she was a female student, she was immediately pulled aside, and everyone's guns were still pointed at the door.

Xiaoyu showed no fear whatsoever, smiling as she said, "Thank you for your hard work, officers. Uncle Ma really is the driver. He was tied up just like us. There's a dead thug inside, and two girls are getting dressed. Could you please wait a moment before going in?" I was then released, and more people arrived. Finally, someone started asking me about what happened. I led them around, recounting the events. Then the school principal and board members arrived, surrounding me and bombarding me with questions. I was already dizzy from answering so many, but I still made sure to pin the blame for my involvement on Lao Pi.

The three girls were finally taken to the hospital for a checkup, accompanied by medical staff and social workers. Yiyun and Shiqing seemed still shaken, lying silently on the stretcher, while Xiaoyu walked at the very back, appearing perfectly normal.

I don't know how much time passed before I was finally taken back to the police station in a police car. After a lengthy interrogation, they took all my belongings, including the Power Rolls I bought that afternoon. The police seemed not to believe what I was saying and kept trying to find loopholes in my story.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu came to the police station from the hospital not long after. She indirectly confirmed everything I had said, but that was several hours later. I was feeling quite tired when suddenly the door to the interrogation room opened, and several middle-aged men in sharp suits walked in. It turned out to be Chairman Lin, Yiyun's father, and a political figure, Shiqing's father. They often appeared in news reports, so I recognized them.

A certain politician burst in, yelling, "Nonsense! My daughter is perfectly fine, just a little frightened. She wasn't sexually assaulted! You'd better investigate thoroughly before you speak! And you!" He pointed at me, "You'd better not talk nonsense." Chairman Lin, standing nearby, chimed in, "Yes! Those three were indeed locked in a room, but they weren't undressed. How could there be sexual assault? And you want my daughter to go to the hospital for a checkup? I've already told my daughter to rest at her aunt's house. If you keep talking nonsense, it'll be in the newspapers tomorrow. See how I deal with you! Attorney Liu, if this school bus driver dares to say anything inaccurate in his statement, be prepared to..." "File a complaint." Several high-ranking police officers immediately smiled and apologized, "Chairman Lin, please don't be angry. Our forensic team will investigate thoroughly." "Speaking of them, I'm even angrier. I asked three little girls, and they all said there were three perpetrators and they're all dead? They collected evidence in my house, leaving black powder everywhere. How am I supposed to live here?" "Chairman Lin, the stolen cash and jewelry from your house haven't been found yet. We suspect there are accomplices, so please understand." "What's that little bit of money? I don't want to pursue it anymore. As long as my reputation is intact, I can earn it back immediately." It seems Yi Yun inherited his domineering personality.

Then the group of people left again, leaving me sitting alone inside. Not long after, the director and the principal came in and asked me to cooperate in forgetting about the three girls being stripped naked and sexually assaulted, because it never happened. At that moment, I was even happier. They decided to cover up this for the sake of their face and reputation, meaning my part didn't exist. That was even better for me.

I was happy to cooperate with them in changing the content of the statement. Finally, just before dawn, the police returned all my personal belongings. Accompanied by the director and the principal, I walked out of the police station. A large group of reporters immediately surrounded me, asking about the sexual assault part. We left quickly without saying a word.

Back at school, a school affairs meeting was immediately convened to discuss my violation of regulations by letting the perpetrator into the car. Fortunately, Xiaoyu testified for me; I was firmly against letting them in, but I only opened the door and let them in under Yiyun's orders. Moreover, once they were in the car, a gun was pointed at their heads, and they had no way to call for help.

As for the director leaving work early, that was a violation of regulations, so the principal immediately decided: the director would be dismissed. As for me, because of the emotional and physical trauma, I would be given a two-week leave before returning to work. After the prosecutor's investigation confirms that there are no problems with my case, I will take over as director.

After hearing this, seeing the dejected look on the director's drunken face, I almost burst out laughing.

After a day and a night of restlessness, I slipped out of the school through a side gate just as dawn was breaking. Logically, I should have gone home and slept soundly, but remembering the treasure hidden in the mountains, how could I possibly sleep? If the police found it there, the fingerprints on it would lock me up for life. So I went home, packed a few things, contacted a friend on the North Coast, briefly told him what had happened, and mentioned I wanted to spend a few days by the sea, have a drink with him to calm my nerves.

Then, I risked driving up the mountain, as if heading to the North Coast for a vacation. I didn't notice anyone following me, and there were no police checkpoints along the way. They were clearly still busy gathering evidence at the Lin residence. But if they discovered the money had been transported by motorcycle in a few days, they might search the mountains. Therefore, I easily found the hiding place, quickly grabbed the money, threw it in the trunk, and headed straight for the North Coast.

After crossing a seaside cliff, I poured all the money into a travel bag I had prepared beforehand. Only then did I realize how astonishingly much wealth it contained. I then put a few stones into the original bag and threw it into the sea, watching it sink to the bottom, taking my last piece of evidence with me.

Arriving at my friend's house, I immediately collapsed into bed and didn't wake up until the afternoon. My friend had already learned everything from the news and immediately invited me to go for drinks in the city. Passing a betel nut stand, my friend stopped to buy cigarettes and betel nuts. I saw the billboard at the betting station next door displaying the winning numbers for last night's Powerball lottery, and that two people had won the jackpot of over 650 million. I took out two lottery tickets from my pocket, and to my surprise, the first one won the jackpot!

No way! If I had known I won over 300 million last night, I would have just celebrated as a hero. Why did I take such a risk? In the city, I found a seafood restaurant. Although the menu was lavish, I had no appetite.

My friend, seeing I wasn't drinking much, assumed I was still shaken and quickly ended the drinking session. Back at his house, I immediately locked myself in my room and counted the cash in my bag. No wonder he's a wealthy chairman; he casually kept over 20 million in cash at home, along with an undisclosed amount of jewelry.

The next morning, I said goodbye to my friend and drove back to Taipei to exchange my lottery winnings. I secretly smuggled 20 million into the money through donations and deposits. Without careful investigation, no one would have known I'd laundered 20 million.

Before leaving, I took 10 million in cash, added the remaining millions in my travel bag, and rushed into a jewelry store to buy a large quantity of jewelry. I then deposited all the jewelry, including what was in my travel bag, into a bank safe deposit box.

Sure enough, the police later discovered that I had become rich overnight. But after I showed them my winnings in the Powerball jackpot, one of the officers said incredulously, "That night you not only escaped death but also won the Powerball jackpot. If it weren't for God's favor, you would be the luckiest person." Half a month later, I returned to school. The police investigation report had been released, confirming that I was an innocent victim. So I smoothly took over the position of director, managing nearly forty drivers. It was quite prestigious. Since I already had a lot of money, I took extra care of my subordinates. As a result, most people had a good opinion of me. The principal even publicly praised me for doing a better job as director than my predecessor. I really wanted to stay in this position for a long time, until I met Xiaoyu.

That day after class, I was wandering around campus alone. Just as I turned past a tall Chinese juniper tree, Xiaoyu happened to walk by. I paused for a moment, then stepped aside to let her pass. Xiaoyu looked around, and as she passed me, she suddenly said, "Uncle Xiao Ma! Thank you for letting me off the hook that day, for not bullying me." I froze, as if struck by lightning, watching her receding figure, a chill running down my spine.

'She knows! She knows everything!'

I don't know how I got back to my office; that sentence was all I could think about. I stared at the gold-embossed nameplate on my desk; the word "Director" seemed glaringly obvious. A

struggle began to rage within me: should I continue as director?

[The End]

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