Chapter 62 Making a Great Contribution

Xia Qianqian pretended that her shoelaces were untied and squatted down.

Just then, Peng Fei walked over. She stood up and said in a low voice, "Let's go first."

Peng Fei looked bewildered, completely unable to understand why his sister-in-law was being so mysterious.

However, for my sister-in-law's safety, we really need to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible. Once we get back, we can gather the brothers and discuss our next steps.

The two quickly left the Revolutionary Committee. Only when they were sure no one was paying attention to them did Xia Qianqian stop and whisper again, "Peng Fei, do you remember the spot where I tied my shoelaces just now?"

Peng Fei: "I remember, sister-in-law, did you drop something?"

Xia Qianqian said, "When I squatted down just now, I found something in the bushes. Could you go and get it for me?"

He scratched his head, never expecting that at this critical juncture, his sister-in-law would still be thinking about what was in the bushes.

However, before leaving, Brother Lu had instructed him to take good care of his sister-in-law, so he dared not slack off in the slightest and nodded: "Sister-in-law, please wait here for a moment, I'll be right back."

Xia Qianqian waited for a few minutes, and then Peng Fei rushed back in a flurry, his pockets bulging as if he were carrying something.

Peng Fei ran up to her, panting, and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go back and talk about it."

At that moment, Peng Fei's heart was pounding. He never dreamed that his sister-in-law would find an official seal in the bushes.

Fearing being discovered, Peng Fei didn't even have time to examine closely which organization the official seal belonged to, but his intuition told him that this official seal was definitely unusual.

Seeing his expression, Xia Qianqian nodded to him. The two of them got on their bicycles and sped off towards the tenement.

Back in the courtyard, Peng Fei threw down his bicycle, strode into the house, and closed the door.

Peng Fei carefully took out the official seal from his pocket, and saw the words "Revolutionary Committee" engraved on it. Overjoyed, he was filled with excitement.

He excitedly clenched his fist and exclaimed, "Great! Sister-in-law, this is a huge help! Brother Lu is saved!"

Just then, Xia Qianqian finished parking her bicycle and saw Peng Fei come out of the house, his face full of uncontainable joy.

Xia Qianqian knew he had already seen the seal, so she quickly asked, "Peng Fei, has that thing been found?"

Peng Fei nodded vigorously: "Sister-in-law, I already have a way to save Brother Lu. You can stay in the courtyard for the next couple of days without worry. If everything goes smoothly, Brother Lu will be back in a day or two!"

Xia Qianqian knew nothing about these power struggles and knew she couldn't help Peng Fei much. But seeing Peng Fei's confident demeanor, she felt relieved: "Okay, then I'll wait for your news here."

Qin Yan stood there waiting for a long time, but Xia Qianqian never turned around. He was filled with anger and prepared to vent his frustration on Lu Zheng.

Now that Lu Zheng is locked up, he's at the mercy of whoever he wants!

He entered the place where Lu Zheng was being held. As soon as he entered, he said to those who were preparing to interrogate him, "Let me handle this."

Now that Qin Yan has established a connection with Number 8, those people dare not underestimate him. They all hurriedly stood up and gave up their seats, saying, "Please, please."

Qin Yan swaggered to the interrogation table, sat down, crossed his arms, glanced at Lu Zheng, and threatened, "Lu Zheng, I advise you to be sensible and honestly confess your crimes, or you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

Lu Zheng was clearly a tough nut to crack, and Qin Yan had no expectation that he would confess. He was just asking this question to give Qin Yan a reason to use torture later.

He finished speaking and didn't even glance at Lu Zheng before turning his gaze to the torture instruments hanging on the wall.

He licked his lips, thinking to himself: I'll give him a good beating with this whip later!

Just as he reached for the whip, Lu Zheng's voice suddenly rang out: "I confess."

"What?"

Qin Yan's expression froze instantly. He never expected that Lu Zheng would give in so easily. How could he possibly use torture now?

"I'll confess." Lu Zheng looked at Qin Yan with a half-smile, his eyes seemingly seeing right through him.

"Then speak quickly!" Qin Yan slammed his fist heavily on the table!

The guards around him were completely unaware of Qin Yan's extremely bad mood at that moment.

Seeing that Lu Zheng had remained tight-lipped despite their questions, but readily agreed when Qin Yan asked, they all beamed and showered Qin Yan with compliments.

However, to their utter surprise, their flattery backfired spectacularly. Qin Yan's face was so dark it seemed as if water could drip from it.

"Stop dawdling! Hurry up and say it!" Qin Yan's attitude became increasingly hostile.

Lu Zheng slowly began, "If I say something, shouldn't you take a statement?"

The guards looked at each other, their faces showing difficulty. They all turned to Qin Yan for help, and one of them said cautiously, "Young Master Qin, we are all of a few people who can read very few words. We can't keep this record..."

"I'll write it!" Qin Yan interrupted them irritably, a fire burning inside her.

“Then I’ll tell you, this story starts a few years ago—” Lu Zheng began to recount the tale slowly and deliberately.

In order to make a good impression on No. 8, Qin Yan gritted his teeth and scribbled notes on the paper.

An hour later.

Qin Yan felt a surge of anger rush to his head, and in a fit of rage, he threw the pen in his hand to the ground, his finger almost poking Lu Zheng's nose: "You're playing me!"

For the past hour, he had been writing furiously, his fingers almost numb from exhaustion, but Lu Zheng's confession was nothing but useless nonsense!

Only now did he realize that he had been completely fooled by Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng casually put his hands behind his head. Despite being imprisoned, he acted as if he were the master of the interrogation room, calm and composed, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Qin Yan was thoroughly enraged by his attitude, so angry that he was practically fuming, and the muscles on his face contorted in anger.

He rushed to the wall, ripped off the whip hanging there, and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll teach you a lesson today!"

Lu Zheng knew that once he was imprisoned, he would inevitably be subjected to severe torture and forced confessions.

He had been hoping to stall for time, but he never expected Qin Yan to be so foolish, taking almost an hour to realize he had been tricked.

Lu Zheng smirked, revealing a set of white teeth: "If you're going to fight, then fight it out! Don't be like a woman, dragging your feet!"

Qin Yan was so angry that he was practically fuming. He swung his whip high, about to strike Lu Zheng.

Just at this critical moment, the interrogation room door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang".

"Stop it, all of you!"

The person who arrived was none other than No. 8's most trusted secretary.

The secretary quickly walked over and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Lu Zheng had not yet been beaten.

Immediately, he turned around, pointed at Qin Yan's nose, and angrily rebuked him: "How dare you! You actually lay a hand on a distinguished guest of the leader, do you have no sense of propriety?"