socalfunplaces Chapter 178 Your Retribution Has Arrived
Chapter 178 Your Retribution Has Arrived
The lights were a stark white.
The tungsten filament in the incandescent light bulb emitted an extremely faint electrical sound, which was amplified infinitely in this deathly silent space, like a fly repeatedly crawling on a person's eardrum.
Zhao Lichun huddled in the iron chair.
This old man, who once held sway over Handong, now resembled a plucked, sickly chicken. His soaked shirt clung to his emaciated chest, rising and falling with his rapid breathing, accompanied by the wheezing sound of his lungs like a broken bellows.
He didn't speak.
Those bloodshot old eyes were fixed on the table.
There was a black USB drive there, along with Qi Tongwei's hand with its distinct knuckles.
"Didn't you hear me?"
Qi Tongwei leaned forward.
The chair's back legs lifted off the ground with a crisp "creak".
That immense sense of oppression was like a collapsing wall crashing down on you.
"Then I'll help you remember."
Qi Tongwei's voice was very soft, without roaring or shouting, as calm as if he were chatting about everyday things.
September 14, 2016.
"Jingzhou, Fifth Ring Road overpass."
"A heavy truck loaded with coal ash overturned and crushed a Passat."
"The person in the car is named Chen Hai."
With each word he uttered, Qi Tongwei tapped his finger on the table.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
The sound was like a tap on Zhao Lichun's heart valve.
Zhao Lichun's eye twitched violently.
"That was an accident..."
He finally spoke, his voice hoarse and dry, like sandpaper rubbing against a rusty iron pipe. "The traffic police...the traffic police have a report; it was drunk driving...the driver has already been sentenced..."
"The verdict has been handed down?"
Qi Tongwei scoffed.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, knocked one out, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.
"The driver's name is Ruan Cheng. He is a terminally ill patient with late-stage liver cancer."
"I took your two million in settlement fees, and now you're going in to take the blame."
"But that's not who I asked."
Qi Tongwei abruptly took the cigarette away, and with a slight squeeze of two fingers, the cigarette was crushed flat, and the tobacco shreds scattered on the table.
"I'm asking about the driver of the Audi with the fake license plate that was originally clearing the way for Ruan Cheng that day."
"The person who was responsible for cutting off the car in front, forcing Chen Hai to stop, and creating an angle for the truck to collide with him."
Where is he?
Zhao Lichun's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
He looked up in disbelief at the young police chief in front of him.
This matter was handled with utmost secrecy.
Apart from him and his son Zhao Ruilong, even the person in charge of execution didn't know all the details.
How did Qi Tongwei know there was another lead car?
"I...I don't know what you're talking about..."
Zhao Lichun gritted his teeth, still trying to build up his last psychological defense.
"have no idea?"
The interrogation room door was suddenly kicked open.
"Bang!"
The loud noise startled Zhao Lichun so much that he almost slipped off his chair.
Ye Cunxin walked in.
The previously stagnant and oppressive atmosphere in the interrogation room was instantly disrupted by a strong hormonal scent.
She hadn't changed her clothes yet.
The men's white shirt was still hanging damply on his body. After drying in the wind, the fabric had a semi-transparent texture and clung tightly to every inch of his skin.
The black tactical vest had an outrageously clear outline.
Those two full, soft mounds were lifted high, and with her brisk strides, they rippled breathtakingly under the thin fabric, with a few glistening water droplets hanging in the deep cleavage, shimmering alluringly under the light.
The hem of the shirt was casually tied in a knot.
Her flat, toned stomach was completely exposed, with her abs clearly visible – a sexy badge of honor left by years of combat training.
Next, continue.
Her two long, powerful thighs were dazzlingly white, and the smooth lines of her leg muscles resembled a Tang sword drawn from its sheath. The delicate skin on the inside of her thighs contrasted sharply with the purplish-blue bruises on her knees.
violence.
wild.
Yet it also exudes a captivating allure.
She held a tablet computer in her hand, casually pulled over a chair, and sat down next to Qi Tongwei.
With her long legs spread naturally, her ankles hooked around the chair legs, her lazy yet arrogant posture made her look like a female bandit.
"That old man's got a stubborn streak."
Ye Cunxin tossed the tablet computer onto the table, and the screen lit up.
That was a photograph.
The background is a beach abroad, where a young man is embracing two bikini-clad women, smiling broadly.
"This is your precious son, Zhao Ruilong. It was taken three hours ago."
Ye Cunxin stretched out her slender fingers and swiped them across the screen.
Next photo.
Zhao Ruilong knelt on the ground, his face covered in blood, one hand twisted at a bizarre angle, his eyes filled with terror.
"This was taken ten minutes ago."
Ye Cunxin tilted her head, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and a cruel smile curved her lips.
She raised her hand and tucked a strand of wet hair that was hanging in front of her forehead behind her ear.
"Secretary Zhao."
"Do you think ten minutes will be enough to pry your son's mouth open?"
"Tell me, if your son knew that his dad was stubbornly holding back here, causing him to break a few more bones in the ship's hold..."
"Will he hate you?"
Winning hearts and minds is the best strategy.
This is the tacit understanding between Qi Tongwei and Ye Cunxin.
One plays the good cop, and the other plays the bad cop?
No.
Both of them are playing the villain.
All of them have the face of the King of Hell.
Looking at his son's pitiful appearance in the photo, Zhao Lichun's psychological defenses finally began to crumble.
That was the only son of the Zhao family.
That was his ultimate goal in accumulating wealth and power throughout his life.
"Don't...don't touch Ruilong..."
Zhao Lichun's voice trembled with tears, her hands gripping the table helplessly. "I'll talk... I'll tell you everything..."
"That driver... his name is Du Bozhong."
"He was Ruilong's former business partner and helped Ruilong deal with a lot of dirty business in the early years."
"Chen Hai found out about the Shanshui Manor's accounts and is going to Beijing to report it... Ruilong panicked and called me."
"I...I acquiesced."
Zhao Lichun closed his eyes, and two streams of turbid tears flowed down his face.
"Du Bozhong is a ruthless man."
"After it was done, Ruilong gave him 50 million to get plastic surgery and change his identity to go abroad."
"But he didn't leave."
Qi Tongwei raised an eyebrow.
Didn't leave?
How dare someone with such a high-profile criminal record stay in the country?
"Where is he?" Qi Tongwei pressed.
"At the rocky platform."
Zhao Lichun deflated like a punctured balloon, slumping into his chair.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place."
"He had plastic surgery in a mental hospital on the outskirts of Iwata City."
"Not a patient."
"It's the dean."
"That mental hospital... was actually a transit point for our Zhao family to launder money."
Dead silence.
It was deathly silent again.
Qi Tongwei and Ye Cunxin exchanged a glance.
Rock ledge.
It's a rocky platform again.
It seems they missed a big fish when they arrested Zhao Lichun at the airport.
"name."
Qi Tongwei stood up.
"His current name is... Wang Wenge."
"it is good."
Qi Tongwei put away the USB drive on the table.
He walked behind Zhao Lichun, lowered his head, and whispered in the old Party Secretary's ear:
"Secretary Zhao, thank you for your cooperation."
"However, I have some bad news for you."
"Actually, those photos were photoshopped."
"Zhao Ruilong hasn't said anything yet, I'm just bluffing you."
Zhao Lichun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyeballs almost popping out.
"You...you..."
"puff!"
He was so angry that he felt a surge of anger.
Zhao Lichun coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"So easily amused."
Ye Cunxin pursed her lips and stood up with a look of disgust.
She stretched.
With that movement, the two heavy, soft mounds of flesh on her chest almost burst out of her clothes, shaking violently with the action. The two young policemen at the door, who were recording the events, blushed to the roots of their necks and hurriedly lowered their heads to stare at their toes.
"Gone?"
Ye Cunxin picked up the tablet computer on the table, her bare feet making a soft pattering sound as they stepped onto the cement floor.
"Walk."
Qi Tongwei straightened his collar, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.
"Go to Yantai."
"Ghost hunting."
……
I just stepped out of the interrogation room.
The corridor was already packed with people.
Sweating profusely, Zhao Donglai led a team of special police officers to block the stairwell entrance. Opposite them were dozens of provincial party committee cadres in suits and ties, as well as several procuratorate personnel carrying briefcases.
The leader was none other than Sha Ruijin.
Besides.
And then there's Tian Guofu, the provincial discipline inspection commission secretary, who just arrived.
The two sides are in a standoff, the tension so high that a single spark could blow the entire Public Security Bureau building to smithereens.
"Qi Tongwei!"
When Sha Ruijin saw Qi Tongwei come out, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Are you trying to create an independent kingdom?"
"The provincial party committee already issued an order that Zhao Lichun's case would be handled by a joint task force! Why are you detaining him here? Why aren't you letting the disciplinary committee members in?"
"besides!"
Sha Ruijin pointed at Ye Cunxin next to Qi Tongwei, his gaze lingering for half a second on her extremely inappropriate wet and seductive figure, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"This is a key police area!"
"Why are unauthorized personnel allowed to freely enter and exit the interrogation room? And dressed like that!"
"What kind of behavior is this!"
Ye Cunxin snorted coldly.
She didn't take these regional officials seriously at all.
She took a step forward, her long legs crossing over each other, exuding a suffocating pressure.
She raised her hand and, in front of everyone, slowly and deliberately buttoned up one of the buttons on her shirt.
The movements are very slow.
Very provocative.
"Secretary Sha."
Ye Cunxin tilted her head, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
"My clothes got wet when Zhao Lichun was arrested."
"That's a battlefield."
"If you don't like it, next time there's a dangerous job like this, you can bring your secretariat and do it yourself."
"As long as you're not afraid of wetting your pants."
"You..." Sha Ruijin was choked and his face turned ashen. His finger trembled as he pointed at Ye Cunxin, unable to speak for a long time.
"alright."
Qi Tongwei reached out and pulled Ye Cunxin behind him.
This is his woman.
No matter who she's facing, she's always like a mother leopard protecting her food.
"Secretary Sha, Secretary Tian."
Qi Tongwei saluted.
The movements were standard, but there was little respect.
"The person is inside."
"We have obtained the confession, and the entire process was recorded. It will be handed over to the task force immediately."
"but……"
Qi Tongwei paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.
"I have a more urgent mission now, and I need to leave immediately."
"What task is more important than handing over Zhao Lichun?" Tian Guofu asked, frowning.
"Human life is of paramount importance."
Qi Tongwei offered no explanation.
He doesn't need an explanation.
He turned around and snapped his fingers at Zhao Donglai.
"Donglai, prepare the carriage."
"Where to?" Zhao Donglai asked loudly.
Iwadai Mental Hospital.
Qi Tongwei's voice echoed in the corridor.
"Go see a doctor."
Done.
Ignoring the astonished expressions of the leaders behind him, he grabbed Ye Cunxin's hand and strode through the crowd.
The two figures, one as upright as a pine tree, the other as alluring as fire.
It stands out incongruously in this bureaucratic building, yet it is incredibly dazzling.
……
garage.
A black Jeep Wrangler was already running, its engine emitting a deep roar.
Qi Tongwei got into the driver's seat.
Ye Cunxin opened the passenger door and jumped in.
She adjusted her seat back, resting her long legs directly on the dashboard.
Her ankles were slender, and her arches curved into a beautiful arc.
"Feed".
Ye Cunxin turned her head to look at Qi Tongwei, who was fastening his seatbelt.
The space inside the car is very cramped.
The scent emanating from her, a mixture of rainwater, shower gel, and a faint body fragrance, fermented in the enclosed space and wafted straight into Qi Tongwei's nose.
"Just now in the interrogation room, were you genuinely bluffing him, or do you actually have dirt on Zhao Ruilong?"
Ye Cunxin asked curiously.
Qi Tongwei started the car and floored the accelerator.
The Wrangler roared like a monster as it charged out of the garage, shattering the afternoon sunlight.
"You're really bluffing him."
Qi Tongwei gripped the steering wheel, a sly smile playing on his lips.
"All warfare is based on deception."
"If I didn't say that, would that old fox have implicated Wang Wenge?"
"Wang Wenge..."
Ye Cunxin murmured the name, her fingers gently tapping on her smooth thigh.
"This name sounds familiar."
"The worker from Dafeng Factory who led the riot?"
"No."
Qi Tongwei shook his head.
That Wang Wenge was just a pathetic wretch who was used as a pawn.
And this Wang Wenge...
"He is a wolf in sheep's clothing."
"bite."
Just then.
In Qi Tongwei's mind, that cold, mechanical voice rang out again without warning.
[Host detected triggering critical side quest: The Last Witness.]
[Mission Objective: Within two hours, apprehend Wang Wenge (Du Bozhong), codenamed "Ghost Car," and obtain crucial audio evidence.]
[Mission Background: News of Zhao Lichun's arrest has leaked, and the "cleaners" lurking in Yantai are rushing to the mental hospital. This is a race against time.]
[Option 1: Follow the established procedures and notify the local police for assistance. Risk: Extremely high. Dignity: -300. Consequences: Wang Wenge is silenced, the trail goes cold, and Chen Hai's car accident will be permanently classified as an accident.]
Option Two: Go alone and launch a surprise attack. Risk: Extremely high. Dignity: +1000. Reward: Special skill [Vehicle Driving (God-level)], item [Adrenaline Injection x1].
Qi Tongwei's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Was it leaked?
Zhao Lichun had only spoken for less than ten minutes when the news was leaked?
There's a mole within the Public Security Bureau!
And the level is not low!
"Hold on tight."
Qi Tongwei let out a low growl.
His hands moved rapidly on the gearshift lever as if he were playing the piano.
The Wrangler's engine revved up to the red zone instantly.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Cunxin keenly sensed the change in Qi Tongwei's aura.
That was murderous intent.
The murderous aura was even stronger than it had been in the interrogation room.
"Someone is trying to steal the food."
Qi Tongwei jerked the steering wheel, and the car performed a beautiful drift at an intersection, startling the surrounding vehicles into swerving to avoid it.
Two hours.
"It takes three hours to get to Yantai, but I'll only give you one hour and forty minutes."
Qi Tongwei's foot seemed to be welded to the accelerator.
"Then let's fly there."
Ye Cunxin smiled.
That bloodthirsty excitement returned to her face.
She reached out and unbuckled her seatbelt, and to Qi Tongwei's astonishment, dragged the huge tactical bag directly from the back seat.
The zipper is unzipped.
She skillfully assembled an HK416 assault rifle.
"Click."
Loading.
She held the gun, her alluring eyes flashing with a dangerous light.
"As long as the car doesn't overturn."
"I can clear away all the obstacles in the road."
"Director Qi."
Ye Cunxin stuck out her tongue and licked her slightly dry lips, looking both wild and alluring.
"Let me see if your driving skills are as good as your marksmanship."
Qi Tongwei's lips curled into an arrogant smile.
"Then you'd better hurry."
"Along the way."
"It will be very bumpy."