Qiaoqiao understood this principle: "Let's go, let's go to the scene and see what's going on."

Le Yao couldn't be happier, but after getting in the car, she still called Nangong Jue, only to be told that the call could not be connected. In the end, she could only send a message and then ignored it.

The Danshan Grand Bridge is a main road leading in and out of Xiling City. It is 1,300 meters long and runs along the turbulent Xiling River. The bridge deck is more than 50 meters above the river, and looking down from it can make you feel dizzy.

When they arrived, they found that the entire bridge was blocked off, so they had to get out of the car a long way away and walk across.

Two salvage boats were operating in the river, and a crane was on the bank. At that moment, the police car that had fallen into the water was being lifted out of the river. At the same time, a body was also pulled out, which was one of the police officers who was responsible for escorting the car. There was also another person who was able to move. They were all taken away by an ambulance.

But the next few hours yielded no results.

Left with no other option, the police had to expand the scope and intensity of their search.

"It's a miracle she's still alive in this situation," Qiao Qiao clicked her tongue twice.

"What if someone helped her? Or was this accident deliberately caused?" Le Yao frowned as she looked at the busy figures on the river. The female lead, how could she die so easily?

"You mean... Yang Jinxuan?"

Le Yao nodded: "He is extremely devoted to Yan Zimeng, how could he bear to let the woman he loves suffer?"

“But…” Qiao Qiao wanted to refute, but seemed to realize something and finally sighed, “Indeed, this matter is indeed strange.” Then she immediately took out her phone and dialed a number, “Send someone to keep a close eye on Yang Jinxuan.”

As it was getting dark, the two returned. On the way, Qiao Qiao received a call from the Jiang family, so in the end, Le Yao returned to Longting by herself.

Strangely, although it was already dark, Villa No. 1 was completely dark. She couldn't help but knock on the door, but no one came to open it for a long time. She shrugged and guessed that they had moved to a different place. Sigh, the world of the rich is beyond her comprehension. Oh well, it's good to have some peace and quiet.

A secret location somewhere overseas.

Nangong Jue stood upright in the middle of a room.

An elderly man with a serious face sat in the chair opposite, with a dark brown ring of indeterminate material on the table in front of him. The ring was engraved with a tiger's head.

“Ah Jue,” the old man picked up the ring, “do you know what returning the tiger-head ring means?”

"This means that I am leaving Zone 1 and losing all leadership over the Zone 1 team."

"Since you already know, why are you handing it over?" Guo Chuan slammed his fist on the table in anger. "Do you know how much effort and resources it took to raise you to your current position?"

Nangong Jue paused for a moment: "I mobilized the troops without authorization, violating discipline, so..."

"Then what is the purpose of mobilizing the troops?"

"Save people."

"Who to save?"

“Save…” Nangong Jue suddenly looked up, “Save…the common people.” Yes, Alan was also a common person.

Is that wrong?

Nangong Jue shook his head: "That's right."

"Since you did nothing wrong, go and accept your punishment, then get out of here as soon as possible." Guo Chuan said, tossing the ring forward.

Nangong Jue hurriedly accepted the ring, bowed, and then turned and went to the torture chamber.