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Chapter 762 - 580 Turning the hand into clouds, overturning the hand into rain_2

Chapter 762: 580 Turning the hand into clouds, overturning the hand into rain_2

"Should we call the police?"

The weary-faced property manager, who had been bustling about all night, suggested.

As a high-end property, service was paramount, not to mention when a prominent lawyer was seeking assistance—it was imperative to help.

"The CCTV didn’t capture the perpetrator’s image, so we can’t prove whether Fang Qing left in her car on her own. These are all our own conjectures; the police might not accept the case, and besides, it hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since Fang Qing went missing."

Worry was natural, but Ding He, who had been a lawyer for many years, still maintained the professional habit of thinking calmly even in such situations.

He then reminded, "Mr. Jiang, tomorrow is the trial for Guan Libing’s case."

"Attorney Ding, you go back to the firm and find someone to stand in for Fang Qing in court."

Ding He pinched his glasses frame and frowned.

"A substitute? If we do that, Fang Qing’s reputation will..."

The outside world was oblivious to the truth.

They might think she crumbled under the immense pressure of the case and backed out at the last moment. For a lawyer just starting out, such a public perception could be disastrous for her future career.

"We have no other choice now; we can’t guarantee that we’ll find Fang Qing before tomorrow. If we don’t replace her, Guan Libing will surely face the death penalty. I believe if Fang Qing knew, she would agree to this decision."

Ding He met his gaze.

"...Alright, I’ll head back first. I’ll leave this place in your hands."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Ding He left.

"Mr. Jiang, would you like something to eat?"

asked the property manager.

"No need, you go get some rest, thank you," Jiang Chen declined without causing further trouble for the manager.

"Mr. Jiang, I really think we should call the police."

Before leaving, the property manager couldn’t help but suggest it one more time.

Jiang Chen gave no clear response.

Seeing this, the property manager could say no more and could only drag his tired steps away from the lobby.

Jiang Chen sat alone in front of the surveillance monitors.

In the footage, the Maserati continued to repeat its exit from the underground garage.

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Capital City International Airport.

Due to weather conditions.

Some international flights were delayed.

Tang Xiaosheng, wearing sunglasses, sat in the departure lounge, glancing up at the flight information from time to time.

Having clawed his way through the underworld for so many years, surviving unscathed and not getting played to death was attributed not only to a powerful backup but also to his caution.

The phone call from Geng Long last night had instantly alerted him to the scent of trouble.

If it weren’t for a major problem, Big Dragon wouldn’t have told him to leave the country.

Without hesitation, he abandoned the foreign beauty he had just called over, left the Hilton hotel immediately, and planned to exit the country today.

After all, he had left the following matters in Ah Can’s hands, which were sure to be handled properly.

"It’s just a bit of wind, what’s the big deal? I still have to meet important clients abroad. If my schedule gets delayed, who will compensate me for my losses?"

Elite passengers on the international flights kept complaining to the airport staff.

Tang Xiaosheng checked the broadcast screen and saw yet another hour’s delay, which made him stand up, ready to add pressure to the airport staff.

But before he could reach the service desk, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"Tang Xiaosheng?"

Tang Xiaosheng, who was wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day, paused and, without any hesitation or looking back, bolted.

"Get out of the way!"

A traveler was shoved, stumbling.

Running.

It was a strength among those from the underworld.

Tang Xiaosheng’s stride was swift, his speed comparable to a sprinter’s.

Suddenly.

A man dressed like a traveler, who was right in Tang Xiaosheng’s escape path, unexpectedly stuck out his leg.

Tang Xiaosheng, caught off guard and unable to dodge, tripped heavily to the ground.

"Crash..."

The sunglasses also fell onto the airport’s polished floor tiles.

With his true face exposed, Tang Xiaosheng, ignoring the pain, hurriedly tried to get up, but two men swiftly came over and pinned his shoulders down, pressing him firmly to the ground.

"What are you doing?! On what grounds are you arresting me?!"

Tang Xiaosheng struggled desperately.

At that moment, a flood of people, no longer hiding, emerged from the crowd and quickly approached.

His hands were forcibly twisted behind his back, and Tang Xiaosheng was handcuffed with an icy pair of handcuffs.

"It seems even the heavens aren’t on your side, get up!"

Dao Ge, who had dominated the Jiangnan area for so long, was hoisted up and, under the watchful eyes of all, was escorted out of the airport by a group of people.

The waiting passengers buzzed with conversation, but they weren’t particularly shocked.

After all, this was Capital City, where such scenes were not uncommon.

"Mr. Jiang?"

In the property office.

The phone rang.

Jiang Chen answered his phone, and an unfamiliar male voice came through.

He showed no surprise and simply said, "This is he."

"We’ve apprehended Tang Xiaosheng. Please come to the station."

Jiang Chen’s gaze hardened.

Tang Xiaosheng thought these people were police officers, but soon realized that the car wasn’t heading to the police station.

After being nabbed at the airport, he was stuffed into a vehicle and gradually driven away from the downtown area to a place akin to a rural homestay.

"Get out."

A fine rain began to drizzle from the sky.

There were vegetable patches and a pond nearby; it was very quiet. Amidst the rain, there was an eerily beautiful atmosphere, yet to Tang Xiaosheng, it seemed like an ideal spot for a murder and highway robbery.

"Who exactly are you?!"

He was led into a room and pushed down onto a chair.

"If you don’t want to suffer, be obedient."

As a criminal boss, Tang Xiaosheng often interacted with the police.

Yet what confounded him was that these people bore a striking resemblance in demeanor to those civil servants, yet their actions were anything but.

If they were police, they should have taken him to the station, not to a place like this.

Moreover.

These people knew so quickly that he was at the airport, clearly having access to his flight information.

Without being an official authority, who would have such capability?!

"What do you want with me?"

The enemy was many, and he was but one, plus his hands were cuffed.

Like a fish on the chopping block, realizing his utterly disadvantageous position, Tang Xiaosheng gradually calmed down.

As a boss-level figure, he naturally had this much willpower.

"Someone will talk to you."

Tang Xiaosheng pursed his lips tightly, finally realizing why Geng Long had repeatedly warned him before.

Capital City was indeed unfathomably deep.

Perhaps over an hour later.

The door opened.

Someone braving the wind and rain walked in, his hair and shoulders slightly damp.

Tang Xiaosheng fixed his gaze and saw a strange young face.

"Mr. Jiang, this is Tang Xiaosheng."

Jiang Chen nodded, looking toward the man cuffed to the chair.

Tang Xiaosheng sensed the profound and inscrutable depth of Capital City.

What he perceived, however, was the thunderous approach of Lan Peizhi.

Just a simple phone call, saying the same thing he had told Liao Xiangdong, but in less than a day, this Brother Dao had appeared before him, without even showing Lan Peizhi’s face.

What is it to command the clouds and rain at the flip of a hand.

"Where is Fang Qing."

At these words, Tang Xiaosheng was taken aback.

Could it be because of that lawyer?

A mere lawyer, how could he have such influence?!

Shocked inwardly, but Tang Xiaosheng, having faced many trials, kept a composed facade, "Who is Fang Qing? I don’t know her."

"Where is Fang Qing."

Jiang Chen asked again.

Tang Xiaosheng, still expressionless, coldly retorted, "Are you deaf? I said I don’t know."

"Clang..."

Tang Xiaosheng, along with the chair, toppled to the ground.

Jiang Chen withdrew his foot as if nothing had happened and repeated like a broken record, "Where is Fang Qing."

The others in the room remained expressionless and silent, as if they saw nothing.

"Pah!"

Tang Xiaosheng spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, tilting his head. Looking up, he snarled angrily, "You motherfucker might as well kill me."

True to a boss’s mettle.

He indeed did not lack courage.

Jiang Chen crouched down.

"Did Geng Long tell you to do it?"

Tang Xiaosheng’s eyes flickered, "Kid, don’t talk nonsense, what’s it got to do with Geng Long? He doesn’t know anything! I warn you, you better release me. I’m brothers with Geng Long, if you dare do anything to me, he definitely won’t spare you."

"Do you think Geng Long will save you?"

For some reason, the youth’s indifferent tone made Tang Xiaosheng feel extremely uncomfortable.

He sneered at Jiang Chen, the scar on his forehead still fierce and ferocious.

"Fine, you can call Geng Long now."

Tang Xiaosheng’s expression stalled.

"His phone."

Someone approached, handing over a cellphone.

"Go ahead."

Jiang Chen passed the phone to Tang Xiaosheng.

Tang Xiaosheng suppressed the shock in his heart and snorted mockingly, "How am I supposed to call like this?"

"Could someone please undo his handcuffs."

Someone stepped forward and indeed unlocked Tang Xiaosheng’s handcuffs.

Tang Xiaosheng sat up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at Jiang Chen fiercely, hesitated momentarily, and still dialed Geng Long’s number.

He knew he certainly couldn’t escape on his own.

"Geng Long, I don’t know why, but a bunch of people have grabbed me..."

Before he could continue, the call was disconnected from the other side.