Chapter 109: 043 If the handover isn’t done well, send Chen Yongkun rolling back to

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Jiang Fulai didn’t look at anyone, he merely tilted his head slightly to gaze at the sign above the entrance.

Then, he strode towards the police station.

His trench coat swept behind him in a haughty swirl.

“Young Master.” Ming Dongheng hurriedly followed him.

The chief and others at the entrance were completely ignored, exchanging bewildered looks. This was probably the first person who dared to dismiss the chief so blatantly: “Chief?”

Someone voiced out in silence.

Did those two not recognize the chief, or were they simply too indifferent to pay any attention?

While still uncertain, they vaguely felt it was the latter.

The chief suddenly felt uneasy. Without uttering a word, he followed them directly.

Outside the police station.

Xiaowu scratched his head, looking at Mao Kun in the back seat, “Brother Mao, are we going inside?”

Mao Kun pulled open the car door, “Of course, my sister is still in there. These people really don’t know how formidable I, Mao the Younger, am without being shown some color.”

Xiaoqi, with his hand on the steering wheel, sighed while rubbing his forehead, “Brother Mao, Xiaowu, don’t rush in yet.”

“Xiaoqi, have you forgotten how you got to where you are today? If it weren’t for our sister, the three of us would still be stuck on Purest Street as gang leaders,” Mao Kun bellowed.

It wasn’t until his sister single-handedly took down Poison Scorpion that he caught the eye of his godfather and was able to shine on Backter Street.

And…

If he was a step later and his sister had already wiped out those people, where would his face be?

Xiaoqi:

Hold back, his elder brother is an idiot.

“Let’s wait,” Xiaoqi inhaled deeply, trying to calm Mao Kun, “The two people who just went in aren’t simple.”

Xiaoqi talked him around, eventually stopping Mao Kun.

Mao Kun squatted across from the police station, lit a cigarette with a scowl, “Fine, I’ll wait another half hour.”

Xiaowu also squatted down beside him.

Xiaoqi turned his head away, not wanting to witness their foolishness.

As soon as Jiang Fulai entered the lobby, the bustling crowd fell silent.

He scanned the room.

Ming Dongheng immediately grabbed a police officer by the collar, asking, “Is there a brother-sister pair here?”

The officer was startled by Ming Dongheng’s stern gaze, “Yes, there are.”

“Take us to them.” Ming Dongheng let go.

There weren’t many cases today, mostly old ones. Speaking of a brother and sister, it had to be Bai Lian and Jiang He, who were still in the interrogation room.

The officer hurried to take them to Bai Lian and Jiang He.

Shen Qing was with Bai Lian, her hands clutching her skirt, sitting on one side uncomfortably, anxious and restless, and frequently checking her phone.

Bai Lian had to comfort the constantly trembling Jiang He while also trying to reassure Shen Qing.

When Jiang Fulai entered, he saw this scene.

The girl’s hand slowly stroked Jiang He’s back, her other hand supporting her chin, her cold black eyes half-closed looking at the tree shadows outside the window, like a white cat whose peaceful sleep had been disturbed, clearly not in a good mood.

Lingering on the edge of an outburst.

Shen Qing, startled by the sudden entrance of the two, quickly stood up.

The pressure from Jiang Fulai wasn’t any less than that from the chief.

Ming Dongheng, seeing that the two were unharmed, let out a sigh of relief, “Miss Bai, just hand the little master over to me.”

Jiang He’s hands were tightly clenching Bai Lian’s skirt and wouldn’t let go.

Bai Lian replied methodically, “His mood isn’t good right now.”

Ming Dongheng could only stand aside.

Jiang Fulai stood two steps away from Bai Lian, glanced at her, then lowered his gaze to the still-clinging Jiang He, and for once refrained from making a sarcastic remark.

He simply asked, “Did you win?”

He didn’t even ask if she had been fighting.

Even Shen Qing didn’t think she seemed like someone who would fight.

Bai Lian: “…”

“Mhm.” Bai Lian’s gaze drifted out the window.

“Then that’s fine.” Jiang Fulai nodded, sweeping a look around the interrogation room environment.

As soon as Bai Lian entered the room, she knew that the old lady had connections. She had expected Mao Kun to arrive before her patience ran out, but to her surprise, Jiang Fulai came first, “How come you’re here?”

Jiang Fulai was in a bad mood, but tried to speak gently, “No one answered your two phones, where are they?”

“They were confiscated.” Bai Lian crossed her legs nonchalantly, not seeming too concerned.

Jiang Fulai’s cold glance swept to the side.

Ming Dongheng immediately grabbed someone from behind, “The phones?”

The person, frightened, didn’t dare to ask anything and hastily retrieved Bai Lian’s phone.

Bai Lian took her phone, only to see many missed calls—two from Jiang Fulai, five from Ji Shaojun, and over a dozen from Mao Kun.

She opened WeChat

White Vest: [Sis?]

White Vest: [Haven’t you come out yet?]

White Vest: [I’ve arrived, don’t do anything rash, Sis!]

Bai Lian: [1]

Then she turned to look at Shen Qing, “Where’s uncle?”

Shen Qing was startled by the sudden arrival of Jiang Fulai and another person, she didn’t dare to look at Jiang Fulai and answered in a low voice, “He’s gone out to find someone.”

Bai Lian lowered her head again to send a message to Ji Shaojun—

[Uncle, it’s all good now.]

“Ah, this is my aunt,” she looked up and introduced Shen Qing to Jiang Fulai.

This was her first time calling someone aunt, and despite still being nervous in the police station, Shen Qing instinctively puffed up her chest, “Hmm, yes, she is my niece.”

At this moment, she finally understood Ji Shaojun a bit more.

Ren Wanxuan had never once called her aunt.

Jiang Fulai looked at Shen Qing and paused, the aloof young master Jiang finally softened a bit and greeted her in a very polite manner, “Hello.”

“Ah.” Shen Qing didn’t know where to put her hands.

“Oh, and Little Wenmang’s watch,” Bai Lian frowned, “why didn’t you bring it along with you?”

Having investigated the watch’s trail, Jiang Fulai naturally knew where it was.

Without asking, he could guess what had happened between the two.

“Someone will bring it back,” Jiang Fulai said lightly, glancing at the door, then his tone softened when he looked at Bai Lian again, “Let’s go out first.”

Ming Dongheng reached out, wanting to take Jiang He from Bai Lian’s hands.

Jiang He weighed at least fifty kilograms, which was not light for a frail girl.

He had just stretched out his hand when he saw Bai Lian easily lift Jiang He up.

Ming Dongheng: “…?”

He remembered…

Miss Bai, do you still have a piece of iridium in your hand?

Jiang Fulai coldly watched Jiang He who was burying his face, and he held back.

The station chief was still waiting at the interrogation room door, and when he saw Jiang Fulai leaving with people, he hurried over, stiffly addressing Shen Qing with a much nicer tone than before, “Please wait a moment, the procedure isn’t finished yet, you can’t leave for now…”

He didn’t dare to speak to Jiang Fulai.

So he had to approach Shen Qing, who seemed the easiest to talk to among the group.

Jiang Fulai stopped, interrupting the chief with three chilly words, “Who are you?”

“I’m the chief of this substation…” the chief lowered his head.

“The chief?” Jiang Fulai withdrew his gaze, not looking at him again.

He continued forward.

“Let Chen Yongkun come and talk to me,” he said turning his head to Ming Dongheng, “If it’s not handled well, just have him roll back to Jiangjing.”

The young master Jiang rarely called out people’s full names.

This was not an instruction, but a notification.

Ming Dongheng’s heart tightened, and he nodded seriously.

Jiang Fulai didn’t stop for a moment.

Without making a statement or bailing anyone out, he just left with Bai Lian and Jiang He.

Nobody behind them dared to stop them.

After Jiang Fulai and Bai Lian left, the remaining people at the police station looked at each other in dismay; in Xiangcheng, they heard most about Ren Qian and Chen Gang.

Who was Chen Yongkun?

Was he also from the Chen Family?

The officer from before looked at the chief and swallowed, “Chief, are we just letting them leave like this? How do we explain to the Li Family?”

“What is there to explain?” the chief suddenly broke out into a fine sweat on his forehead, “Hurry up and notify the Li Family to send over the watch!”

His fingers trembled.

The upper circles in Xiangcheng knew about a big shot from Jiangjing who had been sent down to manage things here; they all referred to this person as “Chen Ye” or “Chen Bureau.” The ordinary officers naturally didn’t know Chen Ye’s real name.

But the chief, who had seen the files, was very clear about Chen Ye’s true name—

Chen Yongkun!

The rest of the officers were startled by his reaction, and they quickly went to contact the Li Family.

The Li Family.

The elderly lady had already gone home to change into a new set of clothes.

At this moment, the family doctor was carefully applying ointment to her neck, and in just two hours, the old lady’s neck had turned purple and blue.

The servant half-knelt on the ground, holding a mirror for her.

Lady Li’s eyes were full of gloom.

Ever since her daughter married Chen Gang, most people didn’t dare to speak to her too loudly or too softly. How dare that girl do it?

“Smack—”

She slapped the mirror away.

The servant hurriedly knelt down, trembling as they bowed their head.

“Grandma,” the little boy ran down from upstairs, holding up a black watch for Lady Li to see, “It requires a password, give me the password quickly.”

“Dear grandson,” Lady Li immediately hugged the boy, rubbing the swelling on his head, “I’ll have someone fetch it for you right away.”

Just as she was saying this.

Her cell phone rang.

It was from the police station.

“I was just about to contact you,” Lady Li sat upright and spoke indifferently, “ask that little bastard what the password of the watch is.”

On the other end of the phone, the officer wiped off the cold sweat, “Lady Li, the chief has asked me to notify you to return the watch immediately.”

“What do you mean?” the old lady was very displeased.

“What do I mean?” the chief snatched the phone away, “Lady Li, you may want to die, but I still want to live. You better find Chen Gang. If he has any clout in front of Chen Ye, your Li Family might still find a way to survive today.”