The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 238 - 0238 Undercover Candidate

Chapter 238: Chapter 0238 Undercover Candidate

Fifth Master laughed heartily at Long Fei’s teasing; Yan Zhuangping was his colleague, so of course he knew him.

He had let down his guard with Long Fei by now; this kind of story simply couldn’t be fabricated on a whim.

Once he went out, a simple check would clear everything up.

If it turned out that this youngster Long Fei had a clean background, he would have to think of a way to win him over to his side.

In the monitoring room, the warden stared at Long Fei and Fifth Master with furrowed brows.

Just then, Director Wei Dongming called and asked, "Old Zhao, how’s that Long Fei who just went in doing?"

Director Zhao said with a smile, "Director, who exactly is this fellow a deity of? You are personally calling to check on him?"

Wei Dongming said, "This kid, by stumbling into it, has helped us out quite a bit; he’s kind of a hero, I suppose!"

"A hero?"

Director Zhao grew more confused the more he listened.

He reported to Wei Dongming, "Director, this kid seems to get along very well with Fifth Master. They’re all smiles and laughs, like real brothers. I suspect they knew each other before."

"Fifth Master?"

There was a moment of surprise on the phone, followed by, "You put him in with Fifth Master?"

Director Zhao said, "Yes, we’ve been short on spaces in the cells recently, and it just so happened there was a spot with Fifth Master."

Wei Dongming said, "Continue monitoring, and report back to me immediately if there’s any development!"

"Don’t worry, Director!"

Director Zhao hung up the call and looked curiously at Long Fei on the monitor screen.

His position was too low; the matter of Long Fei treating Elder Shen hadn’t reached him at all.

Therefore, he simply treated Long Fei as an ordinary person.

In the police station office, Wei Dongming took a drag from his cigarette, retrieved a file bag, opened it, and examined it carefully on the desk.

This Fifth Master, real name Gao Wushan.

Hearing this name, it was certain he was an artist.

Indeed, Gao Wushan was an artist, not only the vice-chairman of the city’s Calligraphy and Painting Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles but also a calligraphy and painting teacher at Binhai Art Academy.

Yet, such a person became connected with a major drug trafficking case.

A few days ago, a small chemical plant in Binhai Suburban County exploded.

When the police went to investigate, they accidentally discovered a complete set of drug manufacturing equipment there.

After the incident, the city police took it very seriously.

It even disturbed the higher-ups, who demanded that Wei Dongming solve the case as soon as possible.

Wei Dongming was under a lot of pressure; the person in charge of the chemical plant was not on the scene at the time of the explosion.

It was merely caused by an operational error by a few workers.

The police were now issuing a warrant for the chemical plant’s responsible person.

Gao Wushan got involved in the case because he wrote a piece of calligraphy for the chemical plant and profited one million from it.

In theory, it’s normal for a celebrity to write calligraphy.

Nowadays, factories and businesses, to show they have taste, often invite famous artists to write signs, couplets, etc.

But this was just a small chemical plant, located in the countryside, no less.

Barely paying a million in taxes, it was primarily profiting from the drug business.

For such a run-down plant to commission calligraphy and spend a million right off the bat – this made Wei Dongming suspicious.

He had Gao Wushan detained as a probe and wanted to see what reactions would follow.

Who would have thought that they wouldn’t find any clues even after detaining him for three to four days?

Just based on that piece of calligraphy, they couldn’t convict Gao Wushan.

The police investigated his accounts; Gao Wushan’s financial sources were clear: one aspect was from Binhai Art Academy, and the other from writing calligraphy for various people.

There were pieces for one hundred thousand, eighty thousand, with only this chemical plant paying the most.

Unexpectedly, at a point where all leads had seemingly run dry, this little episode occurred.

Director Wei Dongming’s eight-core brain started working, and he wrote down the names Long Fei and Gao Wushan on paper. He immediately picked up the phone and called Elder Shen.

He finally understood what was called the celebrity effect.

Ever since that countryside kid Long Fei treated Elder Shen’s ailment, his fame had indeed skyrocketed.

He was just put into custody this morning, and until now Director Wei Dongming had already received a dozen phone calls.

All were pleading for Long Fei, saying that if the case were clear, they should release the man and not chill the heart of a hero.

Director Wei Dongming knew these people were all trying to curry favor with the Shen Family.

He also knew Long Fei had acted in legitimate self-defense.

However, everything relied on evidence, and before the identification of the deceased was clear, he couldn’t act against procedure.

Originally, he planned to release Long Fei once the case was cleared up.

Now it looks like he will have to keep the kid detained for a couple more days, letting Long Fei get more acquainted with Gao Wushan.

Long Fei came from a clean background, and he was also skilled, where else could you find such a suitable undercover.

This plan, he would first have to report to Elder Shen and ask for some time.

Being a director these days really isn’t easy!

In the detention center, Long Fei lounged on the kang bed, legs crossed, leisurely enjoying the treatment as the Second in Command.

Du Jun made a face as he propped up his legs.

Silly Biao was behind him, massaging his shoulders.

Du Jun now called him Brother Long with each sentence, sounding extremely cordial.

He fawned over Long Fei in order to suffer less bullying in there.

Silly Biao fawned over Long Fei for the leftover roast chicken.

Long Fei asked him, "How did you get in here?"

Du Jun complained bitterly, "It’s all because of that dumbass Ersha. He owed gambling debts he couldn’t pay, so he turned himself in at the station, and reported us all as well."

"Then you’re really unlucky."

Long Fei laughed, opened the roast chicken, and tore off a chicken leg for him.

Silly Biao shouted from behind, "Brother Long, what about mine!"

Long Fei laughed and gave all the roast chicken to him.

Silly Biao grabbed it, bit into it eagerly, oil smearing all over his mouth, savoring the delicious flavor.

Gao Wushan smiled, waved Silly Biao and Du Jun aside, then pulled out a cigarette from under the bedding for Long Fei.

He lit one himself and had someone guard the door.

Long Fei asked him, "Did you bring Silly Biao in?"

Gao Wushan didn’t hide anything and nodded, saying, "Yes, he’s my best brother. He got a high fever when he was little, which damaged his brain. He’s got a lot of strength but no place to use it."

"What can you, a teacher, do with him?"

Long Fei asked deliberately.

Gao Wushan laughed it off and didn’t say much else.

Long Fei watched him laugh, knowing in his heart that this guy was definitely not as simple as a calligraphy and painting teacher.

That wasn’t his business, though.

Anyway, when he got out, they would go their separate ways, and who knew when they would see each other again.

He closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

One day passed, then two days, and he stayed inside.

Long Fei was perplexed; given the efficiency of the police in solving cases, he should have been triumphantly escorted out by now.

On the third day, the jailer finally called out, "Long Fei, you have a visitor, come out for a bit!"

"Damn, finally got some news!"

In his excitement, Long Fei stood up, greeted the guys, and went out, fully expecting to be freed.

These three days, he had actually developed a bond with them.

Enjoying massage services every day was really quite nice.