Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 312. No evidence? Then fabricate some.

Chapter 312: 312. No evidence? Then fabricate some.

"They are nothing like what you see. They have no respect for me at all, they don’t even treat me like a person!"

Zhao Qiqiang clung to Zhao Ding’s calf, kneeling on the ground, his face twisted in a frenzied snarl as he looked at Zhao Ding and said, "Dad, you don’t know, these people are all dogs, just dogs. They see me fallen from power, and each one wants to bully me..." As he spoke, Zhao Qiqiang’s eyes turned red with anger. Seeing his son in such a state, Zhao Ding’s heart ached, and he hurriedly bent down to help him up.

"Dad, please let me out, won’t you?"

"I promise from now on I will be filial to you every day and never cause any trouble, dad..."

When Zhao Ding did not agree, Zhao Qiqiang wept bitterly, shaking Zhao Ding’s legs.

Zhao Ding, helpless, looked at the cold detention cell and said wearily, "Just bear it for a few more days. I promise, after these few days pass, we will be able to get out. Just be patient."

"A few more days?"

"Wait longer?"

Zhao Qiqiang’s expression changed. He stood up from the ground, turned his back on Zhao Ding, and exuded a chilling aura as if he was ready to kill at any moment.

To prevent Zhao Qiqiang from losing control, Zhao Ding quickly explained in a soft voice, "In these few days, I found a way to deal with Chen Dashan. By then, Chen Dashan will taste the bitterness of imprisonment as well. Once Chen Dashan is inside, all our problems will be solved."

"Yes!"

Before Zhao Ding could finish, Zhao Qiqiang turned his head, excitedly grabbing Zhao Ding’s hand, his face alight with fervor, "Yes, let’s get Chen Dashan in here. I want him to suffer endless torment. I will break him bit by bit. And his sister-in-law, Zhou Hui, I want them to die in misery. Chen Dashan will repay a hundredfold."

"So, what method do you have to deal with Chen Dashan?"

Zhao Qiqiang calmed down, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Zhao Ding.

Zhao Ding glanced around the iron door, seeing no one nearby. He approached Zhao Qiqiang, leaning close to his ear, and spoke in a low voice.

A moment passed.

"Hahaha..."

"The old ginger is spicier. This time, we’ll make sure Chen Dashan meets his doom and leaves no descendants. I want him to watch with his own eyes as I destroy Zhou Hui and his other women... Hahaha..."

Zhao Qiqiang laughed maniacally.

...

In a dark room.

The lighting was dim, making it hard to see faces clearly, even with close inspection. A grown man was tied up, his hands and feet bound, black tape covering his eyes, seated on a chair.

The loud clang of "Bang..." startled the man on the chair, and he shrank back, looking in the direction of the noise with trepidation.

"It’s him!"

The secretary whispered. Zhao Ding scrutinized the man on the chair. He seemed to be in his early twenties, dressed like a vagrant, his hair disheveled, his body emitting a pungent odor.

Zhao Ding frowned, lifting his hand to cover his nose.

"After thorough investigation, we found out that he is from the same village as Chen Dashan, named Li Xiaobao. Just like your son, he was castrated by Chen Dashan’s schemes. Moreover, Chen Dahai’s death might be connected to this man, hence their enmity is irreconcilable."

After finishing the introduction, the secretary whispered again.

Zhao Ding nodded, then walked step by step to sit opposite Li Xiaobao, giving a signal to the secretary. The secretary immediately stepped forward and tore off the black tape covering Li Xiaobao’s eyes.

Li Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes. In the dim light, his vision was blurry, but he could vaguely see a dignified middle-aged man sitting before him. Fear gripped Li Xiaobao, and he kept shifting backward in the chair, trembling, "Please... please, let me go. I am just a migrant worker and have nothing. If you want money, you can go to Stone Village and find my father. My father is the village chief; he has money. Please don’t kill me."

Li Xiaobao begged incessantly.

Zhao Ding frowned slightly: "I heard that you are from the same village as Chen Dashan. Now that Chen Dashan is prosperous, if I hand you over to him, it should fetch a good price, right?"

"Considering you’re from the same village, he shouldn’t abandon you!"

"No!"

When Li Xiaobao heard he would be handed over to Chen Dashan, his face turned as white as a sheet, and he shook his head frantically. He had fled Stone Village to avoid Chen Dashan’s vengeance. If he were sent back to Chen Dashan’s hands, would he still have any chance of survival?

"No, don’t! I don’t even know Chen Dashan. Please, help me send a message to Stone Village. My father will give you money!"

Li Xiaobao’s face was full of terror, and his behavior didn’t seem like a pretense.

Zhao Ding exchanged a glance with his secretary and continued, "To be honest, Chen Dashan and I have a deep grudge. My son’s lineage was cut off by Chen Dashan’s machinations. The Zhao family might face extinction. If you can find evidence of Chen Dashan harming you, or even his tyranny over the villagers in Stone Village, once I take him down, I will give you a million as a reward."

Li Xiaobao was stunned.

His expression was one of disbelief. Such good fortune existed in this world?

"You should have heard about Zhao Qiqiang’s situation in Furong County recently, right? Zhao Qiqiang is my son. He was sent to detention by Chen Dashan, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will be sentenced soon. Everything will be over. But if you can help me bring down Chen Dashan, you won’t have to hide anymore, my son can return home, and it will be a win-win situation."

"Whether you cooperate or not is up to you!"

Zhao Ding gave Li Xiaobao a deep look, then got up to leave.

No one spoke. In the dark room, even the sound of rising from the chair was piercing. Watching the swaying light above, Li Xiaobao gritted his teeth and called out to Zhao Ding’s back: "Chen Dashan raped my wife and the village’s left-behind women. Does that count?"

"If it’s not enough, I have other matters, it’s just that I’m short of evidence right now."

Zhao Ding’s lips curled up slightly. He glanced at his secretary beside him, and both exchanged a knowing smile. Zhao Ding turned back and said, "If there’s no evidence, we can find evidence, manufacture evidence. A great tree crumbles under a thousand insect bites; these small issues are often the biggest fuses for the main event. Chen Dashan’s power has grown rapidly in the last few months. How many people are envious of him? I don’t believe these people won’t seize the chance to step on him once he falls."

Zhao Ding smiled triumphantly.

The secretary lowered his head, smiling deferentially.

Li Xiaobao was taken away. Zhao Ding instructed that he be treated well and the cooperation between the two was reached.

...

These past few days, with Zhao Leyao no longer deliberately obstructing things, the shantytown project was progressing smoothly. Chen Dashan, with nothing to do, took Zhou Hui back to Stone Village. First, their ancestral home had been vacant for a long time and needed someone to clean it. Second, Zhou Hui had been away for too long and was worried about the livestock at home, fearing that the neighbors weren’t feeding them in a timely manner.

Since Chen Dashan had the time, he took Zhou Hui, Qi Shuzhu, and Qi Junya with him back to Stone Village.

"Whose car is that?"

"Your Stone Village isn’t bad. Besides you, there’s someone else who can drive a big Land Rover." Qi Shuzhu joked, looking at Chen Dashan at the wheel. Chen Dashan slightly turned his head as a black Land Rover passed by their car.

At this moment.

In the oncoming car, Zhao Qianya saw that it was Chen Dashan, and widened her eyes, frantically beating on the car window.