Jiang Fuli didn’t look at anyone, just glanced up slightly at the sign at the entrance.
Then he strode towards the police station.
Even his coat billowed out an aloof arc.
“Young Master.” Ming Dongheng hurried to catch up.
The director and others at the entrance were completely ignored. A few people looked at each other. This was probably the first person to dare ignore the director like this: “Director?”
Someone murmured.
Those two either didn’t recognize the director, or were too lazy to pay attention to the director.
Although they were not sure yet, they vaguely felt it was the latter.
The director suddenly felt a little uneasy. Without saying a word, he followed along.
Outside the police station.
Xiao Wu scratched his head and looked at Mao Kun in the back seat, “Brother Mao, should we still go in?”
Mao Kun opened the car door, “Of course, my sister is still inside. These people won’t understand how capable I am unless I show them a bit of my strength.”
Xiao Qi, who had his hand on the steering wheel, stroked his forehead and sighed, “Brother Mao, Xiao Wu, don’t go up first.”
“Xiao Qi, have you forgotten how you got to where you are today? If not for my sister, the three of us would still be street thugs on Qingshui Street.” Mao Kun yelled loudly.
If it wasn’t for his sister taking out that poisonous scorpion with one hand, how could he have been valued by his godfather and made a name for himself on Heishui Street?
And…
If they were a step slower, and his sister had taken those people out first, where would his face be?
Xiao Qi: “……”
Endure, his boss was an idiot.
“Let’s wait first,” Xiao Qi took a deep breath and soothed Mao Kun, “Those two who just went in are not simple.”
After much persuasion, Xiao Qi finally stopped Mao Kun.
Mao Kun squatted opposite the police station, took out a cigarette and bit it, cursing: “Fine, I’ll wait another half hour.”
Xiao Wu also squatted down with him.
Xiao Qi looked away, not looking at these two fools.
**
As soon as Jiang Fuli entered the lobby, the people busy in the lobby quietened down.
His gaze swept around.
Ming Dongheng immediately grabbed a policeman’s collar and asked, “Is there a pair of siblings here?”
The policeman was startled by Ming Dongheng’s chilling eyes and stammered, “Yes, yes.”
“Take us there.” Ming Dongheng let go of his hand.
There were not many cases today. Most were old cases from years ago. Speaking of siblings, there were only Bailian and Jiang He, who were still in the interrogation room now.
The policeman quickly took them to Bailian and Jiang He.
Shen Qing was accompanying Bailian. She sat to the side, clutching her skirt, flustered and uneasy, while constantly checking her phone.
Bailian had to both comfort the constantly trembling Jiang He, and reassure Shen Qing at the same time.
When Jiang Fuli entered, this was the scene he saw.
The girl had one hand slowly stroking Jiang He’s back, the other hand propping up her chin. Her cold black eyes were half-closed, looking at the tree shadows outside the window, like a white cat disturbed from her dreams. Her mood didn’t seem very good.
Prowling on the verge of eruption.
Shen Qing was startled by the two people suddenly entering. She quickly stood up.
Jiang Fuli’s pressure on her was no less than the director’s.
Seeing the two unharmed, Ming Dongheng let out a sigh of relief, “Miss Bai, just hand the Young Master to me.”
Jiang He clung tightly to Bailian’s skirt and refused to let go.
Bailian slowly replied, “He’s in a bad mood now.”
Ming Dongheng could only stand to the side.
Jiang Fuli stood two steps away from Bailian and glanced at her, then lowered his head to look at Jiang He clinging to Bailian. He rarely taunted.
He only asked, “Did you win?”
He didn’t even ask if she had fought.
Even Shen Qing didn’t think she looked like someone who would fight.
Bailian: “……”
“Mm.” Bailian’s eyes drifted to the window.
“Then that’s fine.” Jiang Fuli nodded. He swept his eyes over the interrogation room.
As soon as Bailian entered here, she knew the old lady had a background. She had originally thought Mao Kun would come before her patience ran out. She didn’t expect Jiang Fuli to arrive first: “How did you get here?”
Jiang Fuli was in a bad mood, but tried his best to gentle his tone, “Neither of you were answering your phones. Where are they?”
“Confiscated.” Bailian lazily crossed her legs, not too concerned.
Jiang Fuli’s cold eyes glanced to the side.
Ming Dongheng immediately grabbed someone else again, “The phones?”
The man was frightened by this. Without asking anything, he tremblingly went to retrieve Bailian’s phone.
Bailian took the phone and saw many missed calls – two from Jiang Fuli, five from Ji Shaojun, and over a dozen from Mao Kun.
She tapped open WeChat —
White Vest: ?Sis??
White Vest: ?Not out yet??
White Vest: ?I’m here, don’t do anything rash sis!?
Bailian: ?Got it?
Then she turned her head to look at Shen Qing again, “Where’s uncle?”
Shen Qing was startled by Jiang Fuli and Ming Dongheng’s sudden appearance. She didn’t dare look at Jiang Fuli and whispered, “He went out to find someone.”
Bailian lowered her head to message Ji Shaojun —
?Uncle, it’s fine now?
“Oh, this is my aunt.” She raised her head to introduce Shen Qing to Jiang Fuli.
This was the first time she had called her aunt. Although still nervous in the police station, Shen Qing instinctively straightened her chest, “Yes, that’s right, she’s my niece.”
At this moment, she finally understood Ji Shaojun a little.
Ren Wanxuan had never called her auntie before.
Jiang Fuli looked at Shen Qing, also taken aback for a moment. The aloof Young Master Jiang still retracted some of his cold air and greeted very politely, “Nice to meet you.”
“Ah.” Shen Qing didn’t know what to do with her hands.
“Oh, and the illiterate kid’s watch,” Bailian frowned, “Why wasn’t it brought over together?”
Having investigated the watch’s trajectory, Jiang Fuli naturally knew where it was.
He didn’t even ask, he could guess what had happened to the two.
“Someone will send it back,” Jiang Fuli lightly glanced at the door and gentled his tone when looking back at Bailian, “Let’s go out first.”
Ming Dongheng reached out, wanting to take Jiang He from Bailian.
Jiang He weighed at least 20-25kg. It was not light for a weak girl.
Just as he stretched out his hand, he saw Bailian easily pick Jiang He up.
Ming Dongheng: “……?”
Didn’t he remember…
Miss Bai still had a piece of iridium on her hand?
Jiang Fuli’s cold eyes swept over the curled up Jiang He. He endured.
The director was still waiting at the interrogation room door. Seeing Jiang Fuli lead them out as if to leave, he hurriedly walked over and steeled himself to speak to Shen Qing. His tone was much better than before: “Wait a minute, the procedures are not complete yet. You can’t leave for now…”
He didn’t dare speak to Jiang Fuli.
He could only find the most approachable person in the group, Shen Qing.
Jiang Fuli stopped. He interrupted the director with three cold words, “Who are you?”
“I’m the director of this branch…” The director lowered his head.
“Director?” Jiang Fuli retracted his gaze and no longer looked at him.
He continued walking forward.
“Have Chen Yongkun come tell me himself,” and he tilted his head to tell Ming Dongheng, “If you can’t convey it properly, have him roll back to Jiangjing.”
Young Master Jiang rarely addressed people by their full name.
This was not an order, but a notification.
Ming Dongheng’s heart tightened. He nodded solemnly.
Jiang Fuli didn’t stop at all.
He didn’t take any statements, didn’t post bail, just brought Bailian and Jiang He away like this.
No one behind dared to stop them.
After Jiang Fuli and Bailian left, the remaining people in the police station looked at each other. In Xiangcheng, the names they heard the most were Ren Qian and Chen Gang.
Who was Chen Yongkun?
Also someone from the Chen family?
The policeman from earlier looked at the director and swallowed his saliva, “Director, just let them leave like this? How do we explain to the Li family?”
“What else is there to explain?” Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the director’s forehead. “Hurry and notify the Li family. Have them send the watch over!”
His fingers trembled.
It was common knowledge in Xiangcheng’s upper circle that a master from Jiangjing had come to manage things here. They all called him “Chen Ye”, “Chen Ju”. Ordinary policemen naturally didn’t know what Chen Ye was called.
But the director, who had seen the files, knew very clearly the real name of that Chen Ye—
Chen Yongkun!
The remaining policemen were startled by him. They hurriedly contacted the Li family.
**
Li family.
The old lady had already returned home and changed into a new set of clothes.
At this time, the family doctor was carefully applying medicine to her bruised neck. In just a couple of hours, the old lady’s neck was already badly bruised.
A servant knelt on the ground holding up a mirror for her.
The old lady’s eyes were filled with gloom.
Ever since her daughter married Chen Gang, most people who spoke to her didn’t dare raise their voices. Yet that girl actually dared to?
“Pa—”
With one hand, she slapped the mirror away.
The servant quickly knelt down with head lowered tremblingly.
“Granny,” the little boy ran down from upstairs and held up the black watch to the old lady, “It needs a password. Hurry and give me the password.”
“Good grandson,” the old lady hurriedly hugged her grandson, one hand rubbing the swelling on his head, “I’ll have someone bring it to you immediately.”
Just then, her cell phone rang.
It was from the police station.
“I was just about to contact you,” the old lady sat up straight and spoke lightly, “Ask that little mongrel, what’s the password for the watch?”
On the other end of the phone, the policeman wiped cold sweat, “Old Lady Li, the director asked me to notify you to quickly return the watch.”
“What do you mean?” The old lady was very displeased.
“What do you mean?” The director grabbed the phone and yelled, “Old Lady Li, if you want to die then I want to live. You better hurry and find Chen Gang. If he still has some face in front of Chen Ye, your Li family may still have a way out today.”
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