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Chapter 89 - 83: The Five Elements Lack Water

Chapter 89: Chapter 83: The Five Elements Lack Water

"Heh heh! How about that? I told you, Laozi has connections up top!

Look at that, they even have to treat me to a meal, the officers are too kind! Bye-bye, everyone!"

Yellow Hair, following behind a lawyer, swaggered past Wang Zhao Ping and the others, waving his goodbye with a smug look.

"Pah! Little man getting cocky!" Lin Wei spat as he watched the group leave.

"Captain, this Xu Jingsong definitely has some shady deal with Yellow Hair. Are we just going to let him walk away like that?"

"What can we do even if we know? They went through the normal release procedures. Can we forcibly keep him here?" Wang Zhao Ping replied helplessly.

"Humph! He got off too easy!"

Lin Wei looked indignant, then his eyes lit up with a sudden idea.

"Oh right, Captain, how did you know that gang was up to no good last night?"

Wang Zhao Ping casually replied, "Of course someone reported it."

"Was it Meng Lang?"

"Hm?" Wang Zhao Ping looked up at him.

"Heh heh! I saw it last night, he got into your car..."

Wang Zhao Ping glared at him.

"Eh! Captain Wang, I just happened to see it, you’re not thinking of silencing me, are you?" Lin Wei retreated in advancement, sporting a teasing grin.

True enough, Wang Zhao Ping found himself at a loss for words, his expression hardening.

"Don’t speak nonsense. I had arranged to discuss the case with him last night, and it just so happened to coincide.

Alright, enough with the wild guesses. Have those involved in the antiquities smuggling been caught? If not, what are you doing here chit-chatting instead of working? Get back to work now!"

"Alright, alright! I’m going!" Lin Wei surrendered with his hands up, grinning as he went back to work.

Wang Zhao Ping didn’t think much of it and returned to his desk.

No sooner had he sat down than he heard a "ding" from his phone, indicating a new message.

Wang Zhao Ping opened it, and his face immediately became grave.

He looked up at Lin Wei, then down at the message again, his expression fluctuating between shock and suspicion...

...

Meanwhile, as Yellow Hair left the police station, a 7-seater business vehicle was parked at the door.

A black-clad bodyguard opened the door to reveal Cui Jizhong inside, sipping on a milk tea.

"Come on in!" he said with a smile, beckoning Yellow Hair and flashing his slightly protruding buck teeth.

"Aiyo, Mr. Cui, how could I ever deserve this? To have you come pick me up personally!"

While Yellow Hair said this, his face almost split with joy.

Look at this, look at this!

This is the stature of the Xu Group!

You sell your life to them, take a trip to the police station, and come out to presidential level treatment.

"Mr. Cui, rest assured, I haven’t said a word. Those cops had nothing on me! Heh heh!"

Once inside the car, Yellow Hair couldn’t wait to boast of his deeds.

"Of course, you’re not that stupid."

Cui Jizhong handed him a cup of milk tea, and Yellow Hair took it with both hands, obviously flattered.

"Thank you, Mr. Cui!"

See the class he’s got? Out of the ordinary!

While regular office workers sip coffee, the big shots switch to milk tea? That’s classy!

"Let’s go! I’ve prepared a place to treat you and wash off the dust. I’ll have someone take good care of you later," Cui Jizhong said with a smiling face.

Hearing that someone would take care of him, Yellow Hair’s eyes lit up, and he thumped his chest with a loud bang.

"Rest assured, Mr. Cui, I’m willing to die for those who appreciate me! From now on, my life belongs to you and Old Man Xu!"

"Then I’ll take you at your word! Hahaha! Here, enjoy your milk tea."

"Slurp~"

The cold milk tea invigorated Yellow Hair as soon as it hit his throat.

"Mr. Cui, you don’t know. At that time, I was surrounded by four or five police officers, each taking turns to question me, but I remained calm in the face of danger... danger..."

"Thump!"

As Yellow Hair slumped over in his seat, Cui Jizhong took a slurp of his own milk tea, the corners of his mouth curling with a cold smirk.

...

"Plop!" "Ah!"

Ice-cold water poured over his head, snapping Yellow Hair to attention like a startled cat, as he let out a shout and opened his eyes.

Then, in the next moment, his eyes widened in horror.

Before him was a dilapidated abandoned factory, and he was tied up in a chair. Across from him stood Cui Jizhong, surrounded by menacing-looking bodyguards.

"Mr. Cui, what’s this about? Why am I tied up? I’m not into this stuff," Yellow Hair said, his eyes filled with terror.

"What a coincidence, I quite like it," Cui Jizhong said with a smile.

"Mr. C... Cui, why is this happening? Oh, I get it! It’s April Fool’s Day, you must be joking with me, right?"

"Haha! You think you’re quite the comedian, don’t you?" the coldness in Cui Jizhong’s eyes flickered.

"Joking your ass!" "Smack!"

One of the bodyguards immediately slapped Yellow Hair across the face, leaving him dazed.

"Bam!" "Ah!" Another punch to Yellow Hair’s stomach had him doubled over in pain, feeling like his insides were twisted together.

Cui Jizhong stepped forward, "So, why did you leak the information? Who did you tell?"

With that question, it dawned on Yellow Hair what was happening. They suspected that his tip-off had brought the cops crashing in last night?

"I... I didn’t..." Yellow Hair curled up, struggling to speak through the pain.

Cui Jizhong grabbed Yellow Hair’s face, staring into his eyes.

"You should know the price for offending the Xu Group. I have a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead!

Spill it now, and I’ll overlook this betrayal. In fact, if you help me find the person behind this, you can still be a friend of the Xu Group.

I’ve reserved a spot for you at both the Royal Supreme and Phoenix Mountain; it’s up to you which one you choose."

Yellow Hair shivered in fear.

Royal Supreme was a renowned nightclub in Su City, and Phoenix Mountain... that was a well-known cemetery!