Chapter 287 Welcoming the Lady Home

"He wasn't the one who died." Zheng Yuan sat upright, his tone resolute. "He took you to the dock. You should have seen what happened last night. Who was the sniper on the lighthouse aiming at?

Huang Hao's fat body is no longer what it used to be, like a pile of deflated balloon skin.

He snorted when he heard that, then lowered his head, "You did it on purpose."

"It wasn't our intention. It was someone behind the scenes who pulled the same old trick. When you were arrested at the port, if it weren't for Mr. Jiang's protection, they would have shot you to death."

The interrogation room was dead silent.

After a long pause, Huang Hao grinned, "If Mr. Jiang hadn't come, I wouldn't have told you. Who knows if you bunch of losers can protect me?"

Several police officers in the interrogation room looked unhappy. One of them slammed the table and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Think carefully, if you don't confess now, no one will give you the chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions!"

Zheng Yuan stared at Huang Hao intently, suppressing his temper. "Do you know the nature of your arrest?"

He said nothing, but shook his legs and head, and his handcuffs kept clanking.

"Given the amount of goods you transferred and your absconding with weapons, you're not going to escape the death penalty. As for why you're still being kept alive, you should know that it means he's still alive, and your life is still in your hands."

"Mr. Jiang said he officially approved of my death. I knew this day would come sooner or later. It wouldn't be a loss to die at his hands. Maybe my name will even be immortalized in his achievements!" Huang Hao laughed harshly and briefly, swaying back and forth with a nonchalant attitude. "But if I die at the hands of that damn bastard just because I said something I shouldn't have, I'm damned unwilling to accept it. I'm only talking to Mr. Jiang. You guys can sentence me to life or death if I'm not here yet."

Zheng Yuan frowned.

The most difficult people to deal with during interrogation are people like him. They know they have no way out, so their mouths are tighter than cement.

The situation was at a stalemate for a while. No matter how much the police tried to persuade him, Huang Hao kept his mouth shut and even pretended to sleep at his desk.

"Brother Zheng." The subordinate outside the door gestured.

Zheng Yuan stood up and went out, and Lian Zhuo came quickly from the end of the corridor.

"Why are you here?"

"These are the documents Mr. Jiang left behind," Lian Zhuo panted. "He told me to personally hand them over to you."

Zheng Yuan raised his eyebrows, his voice distorted, "Did you find it?"

Lian Zhuo calmed down for two seconds and shook his head.

"The salvage team is still working." He bowed slightly. "There are many things to keep an eye on. I'll leave this to you."

"Go ahead." Zheng Yuan took the folder and carefully tucked it under his arm.

There were two accidents at the port last night.

After Liang Jing and the anti-smuggling team arrived, they intercepted the cargo ship loaded by Zhang Yun. Two of the boxes contained Li Xiangli and Xu Jing, and there were also some unregistered jewels among the cargo.

When the police opened the box, Zhang Yun shouted that the matter had nothing to do with her. It was obvious that they had only seen the upper layer of the box. The bottom layer must have been done on purpose.

Fortunately, Lian Zhuo remembered Jiang Jingyan's order. One team intercepted the attack, and the other team went to suppress the sniper on the lighthouse. However, everyone was distracted by the explosion at that time. The sniper was not caught and escaped under their noses. The items on the ship were also destroyed at the explosion site. The two spies jumped into the water at the critical moment to avoid the shock wave and were unharmed when they came ashore.

The good news is that the Zhang family's network of influence has been exposed, and Meng Hongwen has lost another way out. Huang Hao was under supervision at the scene and saw the same fate of the Zhang family as him. Recalling his embarrassing escape at that time and his near death, he knew even more clearly that Yan Baiqing had given up on rescuing him and even wanted to kill him. This was enough to pry open the source of the goods he controlled and contributed to Meng Hongwen's downfall.

Only Jiang Jingyan was nowhere to be found, except for the fragments of his suit jacket and wallet in the speedboat.

No one is seen alive.

Dead, no body found.

Zheng Yuan took a deep breath, pinched his nose with his fingertips, raised his head and glared at the side, "What are you looking at!"

The two subordinates looked at each other and tried to comfort him, "Brother Zheng, Mr. Jiang must be fine. He was famous in the army for his toughness. A knife would cut through bones but not bleed, and a gun would only shoot fire but not holes."

"That's right, you and Mr. Jiang are gesturing, aren't you—"

"Get out!" Zheng Yuan strode towards the conference room, his fingers crunching the file bag.

…

The next day at noon, Yan Baiqing met Ji Mingyin at the holiday villa.

There is a Western-style building in the villa. It is not big, but has a unique style. Ji Mingyin specially booked it. It is only three kilometers away from the house where Chen Qing lives.

"Damn it! Whose power does the Tang family rely on? It's inconvenient for me to go in and out." Ji Mingyin found him by the pond, sitting on a lounge chair.

Yan Baiqing held the red wooden fish food box and spread it out slowly, "Who can the Tang family rely on? When the old man's generation and the various branch heads were alive, the Tang family was even more prosperous than it is now."

"The situation is not as good as before. We didn't even enter the Tang family's yard, and we didn't hurt anyone. Why are you holding on so tightly?"

Yan Baiqing's eyebrows twitched slightly. He stuffed the fish food into the bodyguard's palm and turned to glare at him coldly.

Ji Mingyin pressed his lips together, coughed dryly, and stood up respectfully. "Director Guan will be here this afternoon."

"You've worked hard."

"Well, the Tang family went to great lengths to track down the vehicles entering and leaving, but they never considered that you weren't planning on leaving. Why am I working so hard? It's all because of your thorough consideration."

Yan Baiqing sat in the pavilion, his short hair loose, his white shirt and white pants as smooth as jade, looking casual and noble. In the orange-red forest of Wushan, he looked lonely and depressed, like a scroll painting.

He stared at the distant mountain for a long time, took out a cigarette, and Ji Mingyin took two steps forward and lit it diligently.

"If cooperation with Director Guan goes smoothly, I can fulfill any wish you have."

Ji Mingyin was stunned, his back hunched. "What kind of wish is that? It's already a great blessing for me to be with you."

The man chuckled and narrowed his eyes. "Follow me? Mr. Ji is doing very well in Zhounan. Don't you plan to go back?"

"Don't worry, I'm a good person anywhere. Besides, you've just taken the helm of the Yan Group, and that old monkey is a bit tricky! I'll be standing outside, ready to back you up at any time."

Yan Baiqing remained silent, his legs crossed, and he smoked very elegantly.

"I blame myself for being blind at first. If you're angry, feel free to let it out." Ji Mingyin licked his teeth and smiled a sinister smile. "Jiang Jingyan has died in Zhounan. Although Mr. Meng appreciates me, I don't have the strength to fight this big tree. Only you—"

He bent his waist completely to 90 degrees and said in a long tone, "I still say the same thing, I will die for you."

It was quiet in the pavilion.

The sound of the wind, the splash of koi in the pond, and the singing of birds are quite clear.

Everything was peaceful, but Ji Mingyin was sweating profusely as he waited.

After a long while, Yan Baiqing knocked on the edge of the table, and the ashes fell to the ground. "That's enough."

Ji Mingyin breathed a sigh of relief.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Guan Rendong arrived at the appointment on time.

Before he entered the villa, the bodyguard sent Ji Mingyin away and leaned over to report in Yan Baiqing's ear, "The entire dock is destroyed. There's no turning back."

"Got it." Yan Baiqing wiped his hands indifferently and stood by the French window. "Tell Lao Qian to get ready and send Ji Mingyin away."

The bodyguard was surprised, "You won't keep him?"

The man hummed, a smile forming in the corners of his eyes, "I want to welcome my wife home. I won't keep anyone she doesn't like."