Early in the morning, Xiao Feng took the receipt and went to Song Keren's office, ready to ask her for reimbursent.
However, as soon as he entered, he saw Song Keren frowning behind her desk, as if she had encountered a troubleso problem.
"Why the long face so early in the morning? What's the matter this ti?" Xiao Feng asked, puzzled.
Song Keren imdiately beca irritated: "It's all because of the good deeds you did last night. The city officials have already noticed, and among those people you caught last night, many are major investors in Jiangcheng's developnt work. I don't even know how to explain this to the city's top brass."
"Just that?" Xiao Feng said with a hint of amusent.
"Isn't this a small matter?" Song Keren was a bit angry: "Then you tell , how should I answer when the city demands accountability?"
"Simple!" Xiao Feng chuckled lightly: "Those investors were always high and mighty because the money was in their hands. But now it's different, there's sothing on them now, which ans we have leverage."
"With leverage, do you think they won't obediently invest money?" Xiao Feng continued: "Those guys usually act all high and mighty, but imagine the public seeing them scurrying out naked; their image would be completely ruined... Is money more important, or is face more important?"
After a mont, Xiao Feng added: "Or rather, without face, what can they use to make money?"
Song Keren's eyes lit up, feeling like a cloud had been lifted to reveal the blue sky. She realized she was truly confused and hadn't considered the problem from this angle.
"That's actually a good idea." Song Keren nodded in agreent.
"Now that your issue is resolved, shouldn't you solve my problem?"
"What problem?"
Xiao Feng slapped the receipt onto the table: "Reimburse my travel expenses."
"Just you and Jiaxin's tuition fees added to two hundred thousand, right?" Song Keren grimaced: "You've already got the big money, yet you're still so particular about these small amounts?"
"Small amounts?" Xiao Feng was displeased: "I spend two hundred on travel expenses every day. By month's end, that's six thousand. Do you know what you can do with six thousand? Let tell you, if you eat hotpot..."
Song Keren couldn't listen anymore, hurriedly took out her wallet, slapped two hundred yuan on the table, and put the receipt into her wallet.
Xiao Feng happily picked up the two hundred yuan and asked very considerately: "Next ti, should I give you a two hundred receipt? You just need to give a hundred fifty, and you can keep the remaining fifty."
"..." Song Keren was stunned for a while, then said with a darkened face: "I finally understand how you managed to spend a hundred on a cab ride."
Xiao Feng coughed twice, changed the subject: "How did the interrogation of Zhao Chen, whom we brought back yesterday, go?"
Song Keren's face turned grim again: "Last night he confessed to bribing Miao Youmin, but this morning he suddenly changed his story, completely denying his previous confession. Without any evidence, a confession alone doesn't an much."
Xiao Feng nodded, unsurprised: "That's exactly it. If it were that easy to uncover, Miao Youmin wouldn't have survived so long."
"I just can't understand why Zhao Chen would suddenly change his story." Song Keren mused: "Logically, Miao Youmin hasn't had any contact with him, and all communication devices are under our supervision. There's no reason for this."
"How long have you been in Jiangcheng?" Xiao Feng analyzed: "Miao Youmin has been here for almost ten years. Unless you replace everyone, it's hard to ensure how many people he has."
In fact, Xiao Feng indeed hadn't thought that capturing Zhao Chen alone could bring down Miao Youmin, who had mingled in the police for half a lifeti.
This is not sothing that can be done overnight, but Xiao Feng wasn't worried. If things continued like this, Miao Youmin wouldn't be able to jump around for much longer.
After listening to Xiao Feng, Song Keren also fell into silence. Knowing there's a deputy abusing power beside her but having no evidence to arrest him made her quite uncomfortable.
Yet, she had voluntarily applied to co to Jiangcheng. Even if the road ahead was filled with obstacles, it was her choice.
Just then, the phone on the table rang. Song Keren looked at it, took a deep breath: "It's a call from the city officials."
Xiao Feng didn't reply, silently leaving the room. As he closed the door, he caught a glimpse of four or five people gathered outside the interrogation room at the end of the corridor.
Upon closer look, Xiao Feng noticed Zhao Xingfeng was among them, staring at the window on the door with clenched fists, looking quite angry.
"What's going on?" Xiao Feng walked over and asked.
Seeing Xiao Feng approaching, everyone stood up straight. These were mbers of last night's action team, and now they were in awe of Xiao Feng.
It's worth ntioning that the four people who withdrew yesterday evening regretted it bitterly the next day when they heard about last night's events after arriving at the police station.
A ready-made ritorious opportunity was handed over just like that!
Their current mood was in stark contrast to last night's pride, but it was too late for regrets now.
"That bastard completely denied last night's confession this morning. If not for this police uniform, I'd really want to punch his face." Zhao Xingfeng said angrily.
The others shared a collectively outraged expression, also furious at Zhao Chen's behavior.
Xiao Feng stood by the door, looking through the glass. Inside, Shi Jiaxin and Wang Qiang were interrogating Zhao Chen, who slumped in the chair as if boneless, his face showing obvious impatience.
"Sir, I'm really tired now, can I sleep?" Zhao Chen said weakly, his tone extrely provoking.
"You can sleep after you've confessed." Shi Jiaxin knocked on the table, suppressing her anger.
Zhao Chen half-opened his eyes: "Do you really think it's necessary to say such things? If I confessed everything, I could indeed sleep as long as I wanted - forever."
"If you confess voluntarily, you can at least argue for a reduced sentence." Wang Qiang patiently persuaded.
"Ha!" Zhao Chen sneered dismissively: "I know exactly what I've done, and maybe you do, too. But the problem is you don't have any evidence. If you have the guts, execute , go on, execute..."
At this point, the sound of a door handle turning was heard.
"Click!"
After the sound, the interrogation room door opened, and Xiao Feng appeared outside.
Zhao Chen jolted as if shocked, regaining his composure from his slouched state, his legs almost giving way, nearly falling off the chair.
Last night, he almost died at Xiao Feng's hands. The psychological shadow Xiao Feng cast on him was enormous!
This shadow of death would haunt him throughout his life, even waking him in terror in the middle of the night.
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