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Chapter 195
Bei Qiao quietly peeked out from the entrance of the alley: Oh, I seem to hear the sound of bones cracking.
"Why... Never mind, I don't blame you." The man lifted the car window curtain and glanced out with a melancholy expression: "Why is there still no one here?" It's fine if no hero came to save the girl, but why didn't the constable show up? In broad daylight, in a place that's not too remote, yet if we encounter a robbery, we have to deal with it ourselves. The security situation is quite poor.
Qin Wu put the knife back, put on a business smile on his face, and swallowed back the complaint that was about to rush to his throat: "I...thank you! Customer, should we report to the police?" Strangely, for a moment just now, the customer's expression seemed to become serious.
"No, there's no bounty on this kind of person, so it's not worth wasting time. Let's continue on our way." The man lowered the car curtain in boredom: "The sooner we get there, the better." The guy with the knife smelled like a lackey from a wealthy family, and it felt like it would be troublesome if he got even a little bit of contact with him.
Qin Wu dragged the two people lying on the ground to the side of the road and drove out of the alley. Before the carriage turned, Qin Wu nodded slightly in the direction of the alley entrance.
"Have they discovered me?" Bei Qiao waited until the carriage left before coming out, listening to the noise of the carriage going away: Judging from the voice, it should be an acquaintance in Linjie City... Qin Wu?
"Let's go, hurry up!" As the carriage pulled out of the alley and onto the main road, a patrol of constables swiftly came running from the other side of the alley, just in time to meet Bei Qiao as he entered. His gaze swept over Bei Qiao, and the head constable standing at the front of the team shrewdly stepped aside, making way for Bei Qiao and signaling with his eyes not to act rashly.
The constables didn't recognize the fan in Bei Qiao's hand, but they had seen wealthy people before and knew that Bei Qiao's well-fitting clothes were expensive. So, following the captain's gaze, they stepped aside. There was no smell of blood in the alley, and the man before them was neatly dressed. Even if something had happened here, it most likely had nothing to do with him.
The matter is over, but the people are just coming now. It feels a bit like a storybook routine... Bei Qiao didn't bother to be polite with the other party and left directly along the path they made way for.
"Boss, everyone is here!" Giving way did not delay the constable from handling his business. Before Bei Qiao left, the constable had turned over the person who fainted on the ground and controlled them separately: "It's the servant of the Ren family and Ning Lao Si." Very good, it seems that nothing complicated happened and no one's life was hurt. If he is lucky, he can just take the person away and go through the procedure to close the case.
"It's the nth time that Ning Laosi has come again." The captain of the police was so impatient that he said, "Let's keep it the same as before." As a ruffian who would not do any serious work and could not do any bad things, Ning Laosi was considered a well-known criminal among the police. He would commit some crime and go to jail for no reason. After completing the labor reform, he would be released and then continue to commit crimes. The frequency was as stable as other people going to work to earn money. It was so stable that if there were no regulations, the police would want to be lazy and skip the normal process and send him to labor reform.
"What about this person?"
"Just throw it here and don't worry about it."
"He just threw it here..."
"What are you talking about? Did you see what he did with your own eyes, or did someone report it to the police and told you in person? They arrested people from aristocratic families without any evidence. Do you think your life is too easy?" The captain of the police slapped the talkative newcomer on the head: those who want to curry favor with the Ren family will not miss such an opportunity to establish a relationship.
"Sorry, boss, he's slow to think. Let me teach him a lesson." Another constable bowed and scraped as he pulled the newcomer to the back of the team. Right under the captain's nose, he gave the newcomer a beating: "Just listen to what the boss says. You can't be smarter than the boss! Just do what you're told to do. Be sensible and keep your mouth shut. If you have any questions, ask me when you get back. Stop interrupting all the time..."
After being scolded by his elders, the newcomer shut his mouth obediently, but his eyes kept rolling around, and he seemed quite unconvinced.
Ning Laosi, lying on the ground, was kicked awake by the captain. He deftly put his hands behind his back and let the constable tie him up and drag him away. Ren An, lying on the ground, was picked up by the constable and placed on Ning Laosi's back, waiting to be dropped by Ren's house.
The newcomer watched as the captain placed one hand on Ren An's shoulder. The latter shuddered, tilted his head, and fell asleep peacefully on the spot... Wait, didn't he faint just now? How could he fall asleep again?
Looking at the head constable who remained calm, the newcomer seemed to have discovered a new world: Could it be that...it was actually possible to do this?
He took the two of them out of the alley, passed by Ren's house and returned to the yamen. While others were still dealing with Ning Laosi's labor reform process, the newcomer pestered the elders and asked some more questions.
"You asked us why we had to wait until everyone left before going. Tell me, can we afford to offend the Qin family, the Qiao family, or the Ren family? If we rush in without waiting for them to fight, and if we accidentally run into them when they are embarrassed, do you think you will have a good life in the future?" He wants to get involved in everything. He really thinks he can control everything after entering the government office.
"Oh! So this is why the detectives and guards in the novels are always late?" The newcomer suddenly realized.
"That's not necessarily true. There are people who don't want to deal with accidents and deliberately run slower. There are also cases where the victim is too far away and they can't arrive in time." The elder shook his head and patted the newcomer on the shoulder: "Don't think too much. Our boss is a good person. Just follow him." If the boss was not reliable, how could he dare to introduce the younger generation in his family to do the work?
"Oh, but today..." Wasn't this a bit hasty? What if Ning Laosi and the others were just the rearguard, and something more serious had happened before? Was it appropriate to leave so hastily?
"We've found no other victims, no blood, bodies, or missing property. Even Ning Lao Si obediently carried the victim away after waking up. What else do you expect?" The elder poked the newcomer's forehead. "The alley is so narrow. We've searched everywhere we need to. If there are more victims, we'll have them handled. Why dwell on something that might not have happened?"
"But what if someone is murdered in a corner where no one knows..."
"Then we can only wait until the day we see the light of day again for the truth to come out. We are constables, not Bodhisattvas, so we can't care about so much. Even Bodhisattvas can't save themselves one day. You are just a small constable now, even a reserve constable, not yet a regular constable. Why worry so much?"
Feeling the newcomer was too soft-hearted, the elders pulled him aside before their second patrol and gave him earnest advice. Meanwhile, as Ren An, pretending to be unconscious, was knocked unconscious and carried to the side door of the Ren family's residence, Bei Qiao paused at the entrance to the Meng family's martial arts gym, staring at the natives inside without saying a word.
The martial arts school remained closed today, but the main entrance was open, and several registered disciples were cleaning with tools. The ground outside the entrance was a bit dirty, with trash from who knows who and a large patch of blood that hadn't been washed away. People nearby gathered in groups of three or four, talking and discussing. The entrance to the official chamber of commerce was also crowded with people preparing to go inside. Judging from the situation, there had been quite a big event here before, but Bei Qiao had missed the live performance.
But it’s no big deal. If you missed the live version, you can still listen to the broadcast version that everyone is talking about.
"Serves you right. Tsk tsk, the girl was so angry that she left the divorce letter and ran back to her parents' home, and now you are begging for her at her door." Sure enough, before Bei Qiao could ask, some people on the roadside had already started discussing what had just happened.
Bei Qiao stood nearby, roughly listening. This was the story of a scumbag who, after driving his wife away, went to her house to ask for her hand in marriage. As a result, he was beaten up by his wife's family, who were full of martial virtue, and was then handed over to the government to await his fate.
"How come there are still guys like this now? Sister Meng married him, not sold herself to him. How dare they bully others and come to our house to ask for her release? Are they ignorant of the law?"
"Maybe he was a beast in his previous life and happened to accumulate merits and was reborn as a human? This kind of situation has happened before, otherwise the Duke's father wouldn't... right?"
"Ha, he's quite famous for turning the daughter of a Duke away from him." The Duke title is quite special. Whether male or female, it's called a Duke. If someone conceals their gender, achieves meritorious service, and reaches the rank of Duke, they can be exempted from the charge of deceiving the queen by confessing their true identity to the Empress. And most of these dukes, upon becoming Dukes, cut ties with their families and become solitary subjects. Breaking bones while still entwined is embarrassing, but if their original family gets involved, expect to have their property confiscated. The Duke's words are quite effective.
Seeing that the topic of conversation had shifted from the beaten scum to the recently conferred Duke, Bei Qiao turned and walked into the official Chamber of Commerce, preparing to go to the basement to open the forum to view more detailed information, and if time permitted, he could take on some more tasks.
"Brother Qiao..." Qiao Qi, who was discussing business with others in the Chamber of Commerce, called out to Bei Qiao.
"Nice to meet you." Bei Qiao paused and nodded. She had spotted Qiao Qi the moment she entered, but she hadn't expected him to call her. She was wearing a high-necked dress, and seeing he was an acquaintance, she subconsciously changed her tone: "Unmasked cousin Qiao, identity activated."
"He's Huanhuan's...oh?" The Qiao family members sitting next to Qiao Qi heard Beiqiao's response and turned around to look at Beiqiao. They had heard before that Huanhuan's sister had found a handsome boy to act as a shield, but they had never seen him in person. Now it seems...
"Huanhuan has good taste, but she's a little short." Qiao Lin, who is 1.93 meters tall, walked over and looked down at Beiqiao.