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The man was stunned for a moment, then grabbed him by the collar.
"You little punk, it's one thing to lie to me and say the stuff was fake, but you actually dared to break it! You're not leaving here until you pay me millions!"
Chapter 128 Tong Rui Falls into the Trap
While Tong Rui was being beaten to a pulp, the East City Branch of the Beijing Public Security Bureau was unusually lively.
They govern the most prosperous commercial district in the capital, which used to be very peaceful. However, recently several people have died, causing Director Cai, who already had a lot of hair, to fall out even more.
Inside the meeting room, An Xin was diligently taking notes, while most of the others looked sleepy, clearly having not slept well the night before.
"...Based on the clues we have obtained so far, we can basically confirm the true identity of the criminal suspect."
The criminal investigation captain pointed to a photo of a man posted on the clue board: "Hey, An Xin, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?"
"I?"
An Xin pointed to herself, glanced at the captain's encouraging expression, and got up to go to the front.
"This person's name is Feng Xiu." An Xin opened her notebook to a page containing information a young man had revealed to her: "He is a martial artist, orphaned, all alone, and his strength is at the late stage of the Innate Realm..."
Upon hearing the words "late stage of innate talent," the other police officers instantly snapped to attention; they were quite aware of what that meant!
In the past, when they went on missions, the guns they could carry were just ordinary police pistols, which were powerful weapons against ordinary people, but against martial artists of this level, they were almost no different from toy guns.
Moreover, martial artists at the Innate Realm are extremely fast; if they were to encounter each other face-to-face, they might not even have a chance to draw their guns.
"According to sources, the attack on Innate Martial Artist Di Qiu, the fall to his death of Grandmaster Ma Baoguo, and the massacre of the Gu family are all related to Feng Xiu."
"How many people did this guy kill?"
"Anxin, is your source accurate?"
A murmur of doubt arose from the crowd. An Xin closed her notebook and said in a calm tone, "The authenticity of Ma Baoguo's fall off the cliff is questionable, but there are witnesses to Di Qiu's attack and yesterday's incident."
Director Cai, who was listening in, sipped his tea while observing the reactions of his subordinates.
Very good. Faced with an extremely dangerous criminal, although some people questioned it, no one backed down.
After the meeting, he kept Anxin behind alone.
"Xiao An, have you had any private contact with Mr. Ling recently?"
An Xin blushed upon hearing this and shook her head repeatedly.
"Don't be nervous, you're still young, life shouldn't just be about work." Director Cai smiled and spoke gently. "Don't rush the arrest. In your judgment, how should we plan to ensure we take down a criminal of this caliber?"
The policewoman didn't answer immediately; this time, the opponent was on a completely different level than in the past.
"Have you heard of the 'Martial Alliance'?" Director Cai suddenly asked.
"I know some things, but I don't understand them deeply."
"Then tell me, if we had the assistance of experts from the Martial Alliance this time, wouldn't our operation be more successful?"
An Xin was somewhat surprised: "What if they're unwilling? After all, this is quite dangerous, isn't it?"
Seeing that An Xin had already fallen into the trap, Director Cai continued unhurriedly, "You should know that Mr. Ling and General Manager Fang of Dingsheng Group have a special relationship, right?"
An Xin had witnessed the ambiguous relationship between the two firsthand, so she nodded gently.
"The current leader of the Martial Alliance, Liu Ye, is also considered half a member of the Fang family. If the Fang family extends an invitation, I think Leader Liu would most likely not refuse."
An Xin suddenly realized—it turned out that when Director Cai asked her if she had been alone with Ling Yun, it wasn't for gossip at all, but to pave the way for the case's progress!
Realizing this, she immediately stood up straight and gave a crisp salute: "Director, leave this task to me. I guarantee I'll complete it!"
"Excellent!" Director Cai's eyes showed approval. "Truly a worthy outstanding officer in our bureau!"
After leaving the meeting room, An Xin took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and then sent a message to Ling Yun.
After waiting for about two minutes, Lingyun sent her the name of a restaurant, the very place where the three of them had dinner together last time.
"Is Mr. Fang free?"
"There should be. I'll let her know."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Assisting the police investigation is the duty of every citizen."
Upon seeing Ling Yun's message, An Xin smiled and looked up, only to find a capable-looking short-haired policewoman staring at her with a strange gaze.
Seeing that An Xin had turned off her phone screen, the woman winked at her: "Texting your boyfriend?"
"Where is it?"
"Stop pretending with me! Tell me secretly, isn't it that handsome and rich Chairman Ling?"
"Sister Man, it's really not like that."
An Xin couldn't stand it any longer and hurriedly went downstairs amidst the other person's laughter.
When she arrived at the restaurant, Fang Muqing was already waiting at the door. As soon as her car stopped, the purple-haired beauty greeted her with a smile.
"Officer An, you're here right on time today."
"Mr. Fang, there's actually something I'd like to trouble you with this time..."
"Don't mention it. I'm just killing time anyway, and I'd be happy to help you."
The two women entered the private room one after the other. Ling Yun had not yet arrived. After chatting with Fang Muqing for a while, An Xin brought up the topic of the case.
"You mean Liu Ye?" Fang Muqing poured her some tea. "I'm very close to her. The mess in the Martial Alliance is almost cleaned up, so I'll go see her myself."
"Thank you so much!"
"It's all little things."
Fang Muqing's smile remained unchanged, but she was overjoyed inside.
She originally intended to matchmake Ling Yun and Liu Ye, but unexpectedly a policewoman got involved. If things work out now, Ling Yun will have to thank her properly.
Just thinking about her little man's vigorous energy made Fang Muqing a little wet.
To her relief, Lingyun had no plans to go abroad in the short term. The situation outside was chaotic, and the thick fog showed no signs of dissipating. In fact, it was beginning to slowly expand outwards, and it was not impossible that it would gradually encroach on the entire Promised Land in the future.
Hopefully, the eerie white mist won't continue to spread. The vampires' demise has nothing to do with her, but it would be bad if it affected the Dragon Kingdom.
When the dishes started to be served, Fang Muqing secretly sent a message to Ling Yun, and a little while later the young man also walked in.
Ling Yun went to Yu Qingshan yesterday, and sure enough, the two of them did not return.
Currently, if one wants to find a solution for repair, cooperating with Anxin is undoubtedly the best option.
The policewoman enjoyed the meal, but she knew that Fang Muqing was only helping her because of Ling Yun.
As for why Ling Yun helped him... is that even a question?
My first encounter with Ling Yun wasn't very pleasant. I went to see him secretly and even mistook his bodyguard for a suspect.
Ling Yun didn't mind at all, and even occasionally chatted happily with her online, often "inadvertently" revealing some clues about the case to her.
Her feelings for Ling Yun were quite complex. On one hand, she admired his outstanding temperament and exceptional conversation, but on the other hand, she couldn't ignore the fact that he was never short of female companions. This often made her hesitate, unsure whether to take things further or keep her distance.
However, it is certain that she does have feelings for Ling Yun.
However, her work was so busy that she could hardly find time to deal with her personal relationships. Moreover, there was something else that was giving her an even bigger headache.
Sigh... I guess I'll just have to take it one step at a time.
Chapter 129 The Unlucky Genius
"Name?"
"Tong Rui".
"age?"
"18."
"gender?"
Tong Rui looked up at the peaked cap in front of him and said speechlessly, "Is there even a question?"
"I'll ask you an answer!"
"male."
After saying this, Tong Rui slumped weakly in the chair, accidentally aggravating his wound and wincing in pain.
He didn't know what had just happened, but his arm suddenly went numb for no reason, as if he had been pricked by some invisible needle, and then he broke someone else's antique.
Although it was a replica, it was still an antique from several hundred years ago and was worth quite a bit of money.
After the item was broken, the man stubbornly insisted that it was genuine, so the police beat him up without saying a word.
He clearly possessed the strength of the Bone Forging Realm, but he never expected his opponent to be even stronger. He was beaten so badly that he couldn't fight back at all, and his face was even disfigured.
He seemed to sense that someone was targeting him, but he didn't know who it was.
After completing the procedures, the police also persuaded the man to temporarily waive the punishment for the fight between the two, but Tong Rui had to pay compensation.
Let's discuss the price!
The man was arrogant and seemed very confident.
Tong Rui resigned himself to his bad luck: "Based on the current market price, your bottle is only worth around 100,000 yuan."
"Bullshit! My ancestral treasure is only worth a hundred thousand?"
"At most 18. If you don't believe me, you can ask other appraisal masters for their prices. Just say you have some and ask them to buy it, and see what price they can offer."
Tong Rui may not be able to say anything else, but he is very confident in this regard.
After some haggling, the final price was set at 188,000, with the requirement to pay it off within a month.
Tong Rui doesn't have tens of thousands of yuan in his pocket right now, but he can go online shopping!
That evening, he arrived at the antique market wearing a mask and sunglasses.
Meng Hao had already proven by his own actions that almost everything here was new.
Of course, there are also older ones; those who set up stalls to sell counterfeit goods are all old-timers.
As the saying goes, there's always a way out. After searching the entire market, he finally discovered a treasure!
That bottle looks unremarkable, but it has a history of hundreds of years and is at least twice as expensive as the one that broke today!
He picked up the ancient bottle, its mouth sealed, and shook it. He could hear the sound of water flowing inside, but he didn't know what it contained.
"Boss, how do you sell this?"
The stall owner was dozing off, but upon hearing his voice, he mumbled as if in a dream, "Oh, this one, two thousand."
"two thousand?"
Tong Rui realized his voice was a bit too loud, so he quickly lowered it: "Two thousand it is, deal!"
He pulled out two thousand yuan in cash and handed it to the stall owner, then hurriedly left with the bottle in his arms.
Watching his retreating figure, the stall owner just smiled mysteriously, then leaned against the wall and dozed off again.
As Tong Rui walked through the dark alley, he felt a chill run down his spine.
He looked back, but there was nothing there.
Tong Rui chuckled self-deprecatingly: "What am I doing? There are no ghosts in this world!"
A couple of days ago, he came across a video of Lü Jipei's live stream. His live stream has been taken down again, and he won't be able to continue broadcasting for a while.
But the live stream recording of the girls' school that night spread like a virus on the internet, with all sorts of weirdos commenting on it, and even some debunking other commentators' claims, creating a whole host of similar scenarios.
He was at the Huashan Treasure Appraisal program that night, so he didn't see the live broadcast. He watched the recording after he got back and was also frightened by the scene of the female ghost in the mirror later on.
However, after reading other people's explanations, I guessed that magic tricks and 3D rendering were used. It is also possible that after Lü Jipei entered the dance studio, they switched to the screen recording they had prepared beforehand, and everything after that was obviously fake.
The next day, Lü Jipei's team released a new video stating that everything last night was a planned performance, that ghosts do not exist in this world, that people should not spread feudal superstitions, and expressed their apologies to the audience.
Anyone with eyes can see that they were under pressure from some side and had no choice but to release the video to clarify.
Some fearless individuals went to the dance studio during the day and discovered that the door had indeed been damaged by external force. The entire door was dented inward, the lock and part of the door frame had been torn off, the broken wood was jagged, and there was a blurry dent on the heavy door panel—this was purely the result of some terrifying brute force forcibly breaking it open, perfectly matching the young man's violent breaking of the door at the end of the live broadcast, and it didn't seem like a pre-arranged scene at all.
The locker room door was also damaged in the same way, and even more so. If it was a pre-recorded video, then this part was not recorded. What was the purpose of their team doing this?
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