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Wang Hailong pointed at the safe and shouted, "Open it!"
Chen Hu remained unmoved. When Wang Hailong urged him a second time, Chen Hu suddenly pushed aside the police officer next to him and turned to run. Wang Hailong yelled, "Catch him!"
Chen Hu dashed through the crowd, and seeing their elder brother in trouble, the Brothers in the room became restless. Faced with the dark muzzles of guns, they continued to curse and provoke, even shoving each other. Wang Hailong fixed his gaze on the chaos in the room and fired three shots in quick succession. The previously arrogant Brothers immediately wilted like drooping eggplants, lowering their heads and stepping aside.
Chen Hu burst out of the room and ran downstairs, only to find armed SWAT officers blocking the stairway. Four Type 95 automatic rifles forced Chen Hu back into the room. Two Public Security Officers grabbed Chen Hu from either side and brought him before Wang Hailong. Wang Hailong called out loudly, "Chen Hu, you should know our policy: confess for leniency, resist for severity. Hurry up and open the safe!"
Chen Hu snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, refusing to comply with Wang Hailong's demands. The idea of confessing for leniency was likely followed by a sentence of life imprisonment. Given what he had done, if the police found out, being executed a hundred times would be too lenient.
"Chen Hu, you'd better cooperate with us. This is your chance; you need to cherish it. If we want something done, there's nothing we can't accomplish as law enforcement. A few safes are nothing but a piece of cake for us."
Chen Hu moved his lips and said, "Then you open it yourselves."
"Outdated." Wang Hailong slammed his palm on the tea table and shouted, "Get a power drill!"
A few minutes later, a high-powered electric drill equipped with a hexagonal handle and high-speed steel bit was brought up from the first floor. Wang Hailong pointed at the four safes on the floor and ordered, "Open them!"
"Yes!"
The officers began their work with the drill while Wang Hailong stood by with a serious expression. The sound of the drill deeply stimulated Chen Hu; each noise felt like it was drilling into his heart. It was over—everything was over; his life had reached its end.
As soon as the first safe was opened, Chen Hu suddenly struggled and lunged toward Wang Hailong but was firmly held back by the police officer restraining him.
"Captain Wang, I confess! I confess!"
Chen Hu shouted hoarsely as Wang Hailong walked over with a faint smile on his lips.
"Chen Hu, are you willing to cooperate?"
"I am willing, I am willing. Can you be lenient?"
"If you cooperate, we will consider that during sentencing."
"I will cooperate, I will cooperate!"
Wang Hailong signaled to stop the forceful destruction and had Chen Hu brought to the safe. He said, "Open the other three yourself."
Chen Hu knelt down and leaned over to open the safe. Due to his agitation, he entered the wrong password several times before finally opening all three safes.
The Public Security Officers pulled Chen Hu aside for custody while Wang Hailong approached the successful outcome. All four safes had been opened; one was filled with packages of white powder. The other three safes contained large amounts of cash, including not only Chinese yuan but also various denominations of U.S. dollars. On top of a stack of bills lay two black handguns.
The Public Security Officers at the scene were busy taking photos of the evidence and collecting it. Wang Hailong waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately took Chen Hu away. As for those Brothers in Azure Blue Rose, they were all taken away on charges of provoking trouble. The Beilan County Public Security Bureau and nearby subordinate police stations dispatched all their vehicles to bring people back, resulting in overcrowding at both the police bureau and the stations.
Zhang Qiu and Wang Hailong shared a car back. On the way, Wang Hailong was all smiles. Chen Hu had been a target they had been monitoring for a long time; they had wanted to investigate him since Wang Guodong's tenure, and now their wish was finally fulfilled.
"Zhang Qiu, on behalf of all the Public Security Officers who participated in tonight's operation, I want to thank you."
Zhang Qiu smiled inappropriately and said, "No need for thanks; just reimburse me for the hotel room and my expenses at Azure Blue Rose."
Wang Hailong first smiled awkwardly; he hadn't expected Zhang Qiu to say that, but then he burst into laughter. This was just a reflection of Zhang Qiu's straightforwardness.
"Alright, alright," Wang Hailong readily agreed. "How much did you spend? I'll reimburse you."
"Let me think. The hotel room plus expenses totaled one thousand four hundred twenty, of which six hundred was covered by Sister Lan; you can reimburse her separately."
"I'll give you fifteen hundred, and then you can share it with Sister Lan."
Zhang Qiu firmly refused, "No, I only want my fair share. Eighty bucks is still the money of the Na Rui people; it should be used where it's needed."
Wang Hailong smiled, "It's no problem; this money will come from me personally, okay?"
"Then I can accept it."
"You!"
Wang Hailong didn't know what to say to Zhang Qiu.
Lan Ningshan laughed from the side, "Zhang Qiu, now I really think Captain Wang was wise to recruit you for this operation."
"Why's that?"
"Because the methods you use are definitely something we police would never think of."
Zhang Qiu helplessly said, "Sister Lan, are you praising me or criticizing me?"
"I'm obviously praising you."
"Alright, I'll take it as a compliment. Thank you."
"You're welcome. I'm looking forward to our next collaboration."
Lan Ningshan's face turned red, but Zhang Qiu didn't notice and smiled, "I'm looking forward to it too."
The police car arrived at the intersection. "Captain Wang, do I still need to go back with you? If it's not necessary, I'd like to go home. It's late, and my family is waiting for me," said Zhang Qiu.
Wang Hailong patted the driver and said, "Take him home." He then asked Zhang Qiu, "Where do you live?"
Zhang Qiu provided the location, and the police car pulled out from a long line of vehicles. As Zhang Qiu looked out the window, everything that had just happened felt like a dream. Was it really over for Chen Hu?
There were hardly any people on the street; a thin mist obscured the moonlight. Occasionally, through the window, he could hear the calls of unknown birds. As the police car passed through the Red-Light District, the women waiting on both sides hurriedly moved their stools inside, and the pink and orange lights went dark in an instant. Zhang Qiu sighed inwardly; every character has its own struggles, and everyone comes into this world to fight continuously.
The police car stopped at the intersection. Wang Hailong turned around and said, "Zhang Qiu, you can head home now. I'll get you your money as soon as possible. Rest well, thank you."
"Goodbye."
Zhang Qiu smiled as he got out of the car, waving farewell to Wang Hailong and Lan Ningshan. Watching the police car drive away, he turned and walked toward home.
Suddenly, Zhang Qiu stopped and said, "Come out."
Footsteps echoed from both sides as five men dressed in black emerged from the alley, led by the same T-Shirt Man who had personally brought people to the White Day Fire. Tonight, he wore a black shirt and sunglasses even in the dark; the glow of his cigarette flickered in and out against the night. Zhang Qiu stood silently in place, his right hand slowly reaching for his waist.
The man spoke up: "Zhang Qiu, have you thought about the jade pendant?"
"The jade pendant is a family heirloom of the Zhang Family; I will never give it to anyone."
"You got away last time; this time you won't be so lucky!"
As soon as T-Shirt Man finished speaking, four strong men closed in on Zhang Qiu. He took a fighting stance, realizing from just one clash that these opponents were not ordinary foes. Facing four was indeed precarious. After kicking out several times, Zhang Qiu sidestepped and glared at the leading man. "Tell me who you are."
T-Shirt Man did not answer Zhang Qiu but instead ordered his subordinates: "All of you go for it; we must get that jade pendant."
Four strong men charged at Zhang Qiu from the front, and after several exchanges, Zhang Qiu was forced to retreat repeatedly. The four worked together seamlessly, maintaining a well-timed rhythm in their attacks. Zhang Qiu knew he could not let his opponents take the initiative, especially given their numerical advantage.
Zhang Qiu quickly ran a couple of steps to the side and delivered a side kick to the arm of the nearest strong man. Using that momentum, he threw a punch straight at the leader, T-Shirt Man. T-Shirt Man clearly did not expect Zhang Qiu to come directly at him, but he remained calm, reaching into his jacket to pull out a pitch-black handgun. The dark muzzle was aimed directly at Zhang Qiu, forcing him to halt his attack mid-air.
T-Shirt Man chuckled, "This time, you have no choice but to obey."
The four strong men approached Zhang Qiu with victorious smiles, and T-Shirt Man reached out to grab Zhang Qiu by the neck. Fixated on T-Shirt Man, Zhang Qiu waited until T-Shirt Man's left hand touched his neck before suddenly sidestepping and punching T-Shirt Man's right elbow.
With a loud bang, T-Shirt Man accidentally pulled the trigger, and the gunshot shattered the night air. Both the four strong men and T-Shirt Man froze in shock; they had not anticipated firing a gun here. Seizing the brief moment of confusion, Zhang Qiu pulled out the Type 64 pistol that Biao Ge had given him from his waist. The situation had completely reversed; now it was T-Shirt Man who found himself under the dark muzzle of a gun.
T-Shirt Man stared at the gun pointed at him as a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. He had not expected Zhang Qiu to be armed as well. In this critical moment, T-Shirt Man managed to keep his composure. Although Zhang Qiu had stepped out of a police car, the outdated Type 64 pistol he held clearly did not belong to law enforcement; it was likely from a gang.
T-Shirt Man said, "Young man, I advise you to put away that gun. No one will care if we are armed, but you definitely cannot be. If I’m not mistaken, that gun belongs to your Hall Society or Stone Dagger Gang. The government is cracking down on gangs; if you dare to fire a shot, I guarantee your organization will be wiped out!"
"Bang!" Zhang Qiu shot T-Shirt Man in the leg. T-Shirt Man stumbled back in shock. Although pain shot through his leg, he dared not move an inch. This Zhang Qiu actually dared to shoot; his action was so decisive and natural that he didn’t even blink—definitely not someone inexperienced with firearms.
Seeing Zhang Qiu fire his weapon, the four strong men quickly drew their guns and aimed them at him. Zhang Qiu had been threatened with guns before and was already accustomed to that feeling; besides, he had a gun in hand now. Ignoring the other four men, Zhang Qiu glared fiercely at T-Shirt Man and said slowly and deliberately, "I hate being threatened!"
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