I wiped the fingerprints off the knife and said to Yao Xisheng, "Trust me, you hold the knife."

After taking revenge, Yao Xisheng, with a blank expression, mechanically took the knife I handed him.

He now trusts me completely.

Perhaps now, if I asked him to go out and kill someone, he would do so without hesitation.

But I still need to tell him how to proceed next.

I took out my phone and quickly dialed a number, "Hello, 110? This is Zhao Yuan. Wang Jiansen's family was killed at the abandoned pig farm, and I have subdued the murderer."

"If I really get killed, bury our family of three together. Boss Hao knows my home address." Yao Xisheng, accepting his role as a scapegoat, showed no resistance, even arranging his own affairs.

In fact, after avenging his deep-seated grudge, his heart had died completely.

"Don't give up hope until the last moment. Listen to me now." I took out a prepared rope and said, "If the police ask, say you called me yourself for help, but I didn't help you commit murder. Instead, I subdued you. Stick to what I say, even in death."

Yao Xisheng didn't run or resist.

He reached out his hand and suddenly smiled, "You helped me avenge, and I'll die for you. Let's call it even!"

I said firmly, "I swear by my deceased daughter, you will definitely live!"

After that, I carefully removed all traces of myself from the scene.