A long ti.
"Woo woo... woo woo..."
The sirens from the Public Security Bureau echoed from afar.
Fang Zheng's gaze flickered, and he struggled to get up from the ground, then rummaged through He Jiangdong's body, afterward glancing at Zheng Kuo hiding behind the tree.
With a quick move,
he had disappeared from the spot.
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"Fang Zheng?"
In the car on the way back.
Zheng Kuo curled up, wrapped in a thick blanket, his lips pale and bloodless, only nodding repeatedly in response to Zhou Ping's inquiry.
Beside him, Zhao Jin's vacant eyes flickered upon hearing Fang Zheng's na, then returned to a state of eerie silence.
"Chief."
Officer Lin put down his phone and turned back, saying:
"There are five bodies on the ship, four of them are Su Weijun's n, one is He Jiangdong. The killer has murdered a total of ten people."
"Chief."
He hesitated for a mont and said in a low voice:
"Both He Jiangdong and Su Weijun had guns."
TV dramas often show people saying they could fight ten alone, but in reality, taking on ten is nearly impossible.
Unless the gap is too wide.
And tonight, the ten people who died were all brawny n, ruthless and rciless.
The crucial point is...
They had guns!
Even in such a circumstance, they were all killed, so the person who did this...
Are they even human?
Zhou Ping did not speak, and unusually didn't order Fang Zheng's summoning, instead, he lowered his head in deep thought, pondering sothing unknown.
"Screech..."
The wheels screeched against the pavent, stopping at the entrance to the official road.
"Clack!"
The rear door opened.
An overly excited Mr. Zhao rushed into the cabin first, looking at the vacant-eyed Zhao Jin:
"Jin'Er, you're safe, you're safe, that's really wonderful."
His words were incoherent from excitent, not knowing where to put his hands, so he hurriedly grabbed Zhao Jin's arm and shook it, tears welling in his eyes.
Opposite the excited Mr. Zhao, Zhao Jin's expression was extrely indifferent, even with a blatant sense of disgust.
"I'm fine, aren't you disappointed?"
"Why would you say that?" Mr. Zhao's body stiffened:
"I am your dad."
"Yes!" Zhao Jin suddenly stood up, expression frenzy, shouting loudly:
"Having a dad like you is truly an honor, using your daughter as a campaign tool, you're really a good father of mine!"
"I should just die!"
"If I die, it would be easier for my dad to get elected, wouldn't it?"
"Ah..."
"Don't touch !"
"Jin'Er." Mr. Zhao's face turned pale, his hands trembling:
"It's not like that..."
"Cough, cough!"
Qian Xiao lightly coughed below:
"Chief Zhou, could you co down and say a few words?"
"Yes."
Zhou Ping showed a look of embarrassnt and hurriedly got out of the car.
The two moved to a deserted place, and Qian Xiao said in a low voice:
"The legislator has already learned of the incident. The Public Security Bureau spared no effort to rescue the kidnapped hostages, fearlessly confront the vicious criminals, and erased the kidnappers one by one."
"Unfortunately, two hostages t their tragic end..."
"Wait a mont." Zhou Ping raised his hand, voice heavy:
"Secretary Qian, when we arrived, everything was over."
"We weren't the ones who saved the people..."
"Then who was it?" Qian Xiao raised his eyebrows.
"It was Fang Zheng." Zhou Ping replied:
"It was Zheng Kuo who said it personally."
"Then he must have seen wrongly." Qian Xiao shook his head:
"I spoke with Boss Fang over the phone, and he said he's been at Seven Miles all day, hasn't gone anywhere, and hasn't been here either."
"..." Zhou Ping opened his mouth.
"What?" Qian Xiao said:
"Does Chief Zhou have evidence that Boss Fang was here? A single witness is not enough; Zheng Kuo alone cannot be taken as evidence."
Zhou Ping remained silent.
"As for He Jiangdong..." Qian Xiao squinted:
"This man secretly colluded with the kidnappers, actually was a bully who caused turmoil in the place, and was involved in Fuhong sche to beat Datong's chairman."
"He Jiangdong, President Zheng, they were obstacles to the reform."
"Fortunately."
"It's all solved now, and both have been brought to justice. Chief Zhou shouldn't have any objections, right?"
Zhou Ping looked up, and remained quiet for a long ti.
"I know Chief Zhou has been investigating He Jiangdong, and the reason He Jiangdong took such risks to approach President Zheng was due to noticing your actions." Qian Xiao said:
"The credit is yours."
Zhou Ping shook his head.
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Pai Street.
Fang Zheng got off the car, patted his sleeves, and stepped forward.
He had an appointnt with the owner of the Miami Club to discuss business.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Aside from certain professions that required overti, most people had already eaten, and were either browsing through their phone or lying on the bed fiddling with their phone.
But here.
The busy night was just beginning.
"Handso boy."
A slightly pungent fragrance wafted from behind him, the soft sensation made Fang Zheng instinctively dodge, and he turned back to ask:
"Anything?"
Behind him was a woman of about thirty sothing.
Thanks to the modern society's favorable environnt, a thirty-sothing woman does not appear old, and can even be regarded as charming.
It's the age when they are fully matured.
No longer naïve, knowing how to take care of n.
The woman's features were average, but her body was exceptional.
She's skilled in showcasing her strengths, with a tight-fitting long dress accentuating her graceful figure, while her face was adorned with heavy makeup to cover imperfections.
Under the multi-colored, dazzling lights, she appeared even more alluring.
"Want to have so fun?"
The woman smiled and said:
"It's not expensive."
Fang Zheng tilted his head, eyeing her stiff smile, slightly apprehensive eyes, and hands unsure of where to place them.
He asked:
"Are you new?"
"..." The woman nodded slightly, smirked, and said:
"I am new, but I am very clean, that handso boy can be assured of."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng lifted his head, looking around, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes:
"Recently there are quite a few newcors here."
"Yes." The woman nodded, pointing to several won nearby soliciting custors, saying:
"We are so of the ones dismissed from Hongyun, previously were decent folks, now there's no choice but to find sothing to do here."
"Why choose this line of work?" Fang Zheng shook his head.
"What can one do apart from this?"
The woman smiled bitterly:
"So many people lost their jobs all at once, the number of won in Pai Street increased several tis, price dropped, would the handso boy want to give it a try?"
She continued to zealously solicit her business.
Fang Zheng shook his head, pulled out a few hundred yuan and handed it to the woman, then strode ahead.
All the way.
Constantly surrounded by chirping, bustling, deals occasionally reached.
Who would know, among them...
Who were decent folks?
And how many families?
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