Chapter 412: Seeking Help

Zhao Kai winked, and the policewoman squatted down to comfort her and gave her a sedative. He stood up and said, "Think about it carefully. Is it worth spending the rest of your life in prison for a man who doesn't love you and doesn't care about you?"

The moment he grabbed the door handle, Ni Hong said, "My hometown."

Zhao Kai paused, "Hometown what?"

"There was a pit under the kitchen stove, and inside the pit was a large wooden barrel containing five million in cash and blueprints."

He turned around. "What drawings?"

"Yao Wenji's vault on the Thai-Myanmar border."

Zhao Kai said, "Liang Laosan has found the stronghold."

"The vault is empty, there's nothing." Ni Hong's face was pale. "There's a very complicated tunnel. Liang Chihui was very foresighted and had workers digging through it for two years. Neither you nor the Thai police found anything in the vault, so we can't convict Yao Wenji. You have no physical evidence, so she can't confess. Liang Chihui kept the blueprints because he never went into the tunnel after it was built, so he had to follow the blueprints."

Zhao Kai's expression was solemn. "Did Liang Chihui tell you about such important evidence?"

"He's suspicious. Although he has many loyal subordinates, it's simply because he pays their salaries and they work for him. Of course, when it comes to money and relationships, the latter is more stable. I helped him hide it, and he felt a little more at ease." Ni Hong smiled bitterly. "In fact, he regretted entrusting me with it. In April, he ordered me to retrieve the blueprints. I was driving and found him following me, so I cheated and didn't go."

Zhao Kai asked, "Doesn't he know the address of your hometown?"

Ni Hong shook her head. "I know my adoptive parents' address. My household registration book also has their address. When I was seven, my biological parents died in a gas explosion in a coal mine. My great uncle ran away with the compensation and went to the city without a trace. My grandfather sold me to my adoptive parents on his deathbed. My adoptive mother and brother treated me very well, but I lost my memory when I left home. I remember the village, the address, the neighbors, everything."

Zhao Kai walked back to the interrogation table and turned on the computer. "The more detailed your confession, the more likely I will apply for meritorious service on your behalf, including the specific hiding place and the amount of stolen money."

......

He Sang rushed to the Salt Lake Wharf. Liang Chihui was standing on the shore waiting for her. She walked over and asked, "Is your destination overseas?"

Liang Chihui didn't answer her. He held her hand and put it to his lips. "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold..." He Sang lowered his eyes, "Will you come back in the future?"

"We'll talk about the future later." He took off the wool scarf at his collar and tied it around her neck. "The wind is strong on the sea, and the temperature in the cargo hold is low, only 22 degrees. You're pregnant and you're sensitive to the cold, so wear more clothes."

He Sang looked up and saw that there were indeed six ships docked at the port.

Workers were moving in and out.

Liang Chihui planned to take a boat.

Cargo ships check cargo, not people.

The Salt Lake Port is connected end to end with the seaport on the border of other provinces, and the entire journey is expected to take three hours.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Liang Chihui took He Sang onto the deck of cargo ship No. 5 for a routine inspection.

"How many pounds?"

"One thousand two hundred kilograms." The captain, in his early fifties, wore a straw hat, high rain boots, and leather pants. "Are you checking so strictly today?"

"Last month, 700 bottles of counterfeit Moutai entered the market. We got scolded." The inspector recorded the ship's number and crew information. "From today on, every cargo ship will be thoroughly inspected."

The freighter had a total of six cargo holds. The inspector took a box from the third hold, opened the metal cover, and fished out a piece of rubber wrapped in moisture-proof paper from the bottom of the box. "Where is it made?"

"Southeast Asia."

"Customs clearance certificate, quarantine certificate."

The captain handed it to him and said, "I'm the middleman. This batch of goods has passed through four or five wholesalers before it arrived at my place."

"Importing from the Yunnan-Dian Highway, right?"

"Yes, land transport is slower, but it's cheaper. This stuff has no expiration date, so it's not susceptible to spoilage." The captain dusted off the box. "But sea transport can't be delayed. If it gets soaked in water, I'll be out a fortune."

The inspector was puzzled, "Why don't you choose land transportation when traveling from Hebei Province to other provinces?"

"For land transportation, we need to charter a separate truck. We need at least five trucks. This freighter has a load capacity of 4 tons. Besides my shipment, we have other cargo. It's more cost-effective for us to share the ship than to charter a truck. We need to support our family, so any extra money is enough."

The inspector signaled his subordinates to inspect the cabin.

"We have ceramics and stainless steel, all sold to other provinces." The captain opened a bottle of ice-cold beer. "You can cool down. It's too hot."

The inspector refused, "Which company do you supply the goods to?"

"A building materials company called Ruilin International, located in Building 22, Guangling Street. They're quite famous in other provinces."

Inspectors also entered the cabin.

There were four seats in the front row of the cargo hold, two by the window and two by the door. He Sang sat in the innermost seat, and Liang Chihui was on her outside. He put his arm around her, resting her head on his chest, and adjusted his shirt collar with the other hand, looking calm and composed.

"The crew and their families?"

Liang Chihui smiled and nodded, "He's a supplier, a small businessman."

The inspector heard his accent and asked, "Local?"

"Doing business here, but having a household registration from another place."

Liang Chihui's calm temperament, gentle and clean appearance, and luxurious clothes made it easy for wealthy and good-looking men and women to win the positive impression of the world, at least no one would associate him with "extremely vicious".

"Which batch of goods is yours?"

"Rubber." He pressed the back of He Sang's head, not letting up at all, probably to warn her of any bad intentions. "Is there a problem?"

"ID card."

Liang Chihui looked at the leader of the team and said calmly, "In the cockpit. The cargo hold was messy, so we had to store it with the captain."

The leader asked the captain, "You two are quite familiar with each other, right?"

"Yes! He's an old customer. Most of his cargo is transported by this ship." The captain was embarrassed. "Let me go into the cabin and check. There is a lot of cargo this time. I don't know where it went."

"Team leader, several cargo ships carrying seafood have unloaded!" the subordinate urged.

He Sang buried herself in Liang Chihui's arms, and had a momentary impulse to ask for help from this group of people. She moved her limbs slightly, and Liang Chihui also felt her struggle, but did not continue to use force to control her, and only maintained her original strength.

Maybe he was taking a gamble, betting that she wouldn't dare, betting that she wouldn't be able to bear it.

He Sang clenched his fists so tightly that his entire hands turned white and blue.

Almost broke his cufflinks.

The responsibility of this group of people is to check the goods. If they do not meet the market sales specifications, they will be detained and rejected for re-inspection.

He was working in the most basic labor position, had never come into contact with upper-class people, and didn't know Liang Chihui at all.

With their bare hands, they definitely couldn't hold Liang Chihui down.

Instead, it annoyed him.

She can't stand any more hardship now, and the baby is at risk of miscarriage at any time.

He Sang covered his lower abdomen, and his straight back gradually softened and became motionless.

The inspectors returned along the same route.

Liang Chihui looked at the closed cargo door with sharp eyes.