Police station, duty room.

The lights were a stark white.

Huang Pinyu's face was paler than the lamplight, and she held the scalding hot white porcelain cup in both hands, yet her fingertips remained icy cold.

"You say those knife-wielders were Feng Sanyao's men, do you have any evidence?"

"Yes!" Huang Pinyu suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot and his voice hoarse. "I'm also going to file a formal complaint! Over the years, Feng Sanyao has taken more than one life in his pursuit of business!"

...

Meanwhile, in the director's office on the fourth floor.

Smoke swirled around.

The cigarette butt between Yan Guozhou's fingers was almost burning his fingernails, but he was completely unaware, staring intently at the two transcripts on the table.

A document from Huang Pinyu.

One of them came from Feng Sanyao.

Huang Pinyu said he did not know the gunmen who massacred Li Bingyang's villa.

Feng Sanyao said he didn't know the murderer who killed Yan Bin and Huang Pinyu's son.

The two transcripts, like two invisible hands, stirred the darkness of Jiaxing into an even deeper and thicker place.

A knock came at the door.

"Go in." Yan Guozhou's voice was hoarse, and he didn't look up.

Zhang Jingtao, the head of the criminal investigation department, pushed open the door, his footsteps extremely light.

"Director Yan, here is Huang Pinyu's statement." He handed over the document, barely daring to breathe.

Yan Guozhou didn't answer, but slowly raised his eyelids. In his bloodshot eyes, there was no anger, only a kind of coldness that made Zhang Jingtao's heart tremble.

“Jingtao, Huang Pinyu said he didn’t know those gunmen.”

"...That's what the statement says." Zhang Jingtao felt a chill run down his spine.

"Do you believe it?" Yan Guozhou's voice was very soft.

"I……"

"Did you, the head of the criminal investigation department, sit here waiting for the evidence to grow legs and come here on its own?" Yan Guozhou's voice remained calm, but every word was like an ice pick, piercing Zhang Jingtao's heart. "Or do you think this case should just be a muddled mess?"

"Director Yan, I'll go investigate right away!" Zhang Jingtao straightened up instantly, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He saluted and turned around in a panic.

The door was gently closed.

Yan Guozhou's expression vanished instantly, leaving only a mountain-like solemnity.

Someone is playing chess.

The chessboard is made from the blood of the entire Jiaxing.

He couldn't understand it. Who had such a large budget? And why? Who would benefit from chaos in Jiaxing?

"My head hurts..." Yan Guozhou pinched his brow hard, feeling as if the water in the pool was bottomless.

...

Hospital, VIP ward.

Feng Sanyao squinted at his sharpest knife, "Six."

"You saw Huang Pinyu being taken away by the police." Feng Sanyao's voice was calm, eerily calm. "Now, tell me, how are you going to bring his head to me before dawn?"

The young man, known as "Sixth Brother," had no expression on his face.

"Boss, do you want him by his side, or his life?"

Feng Sanyao's eyelids twitched, and he sneered: "I want him to die in front of me, can you do that? Go to the police station and kill him?"

"If the boss asks, Xiao Liu will go." Sixth Brother's voice was completely calm, as if he were talking about something as trivial as eating or drinking.

"Hahaha...hahahaha!" Feng Sanyao burst into laughter, but his laughter carried a chilling undertone. "Good! Good for you, Liu Zi! I haven't raised you for nothing all these years!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Feng Sanyao stared intently at Sixth Brother and said, word by word, "Now, I've changed my mind."

"I don't want him to die."

"I want to see him."

He suddenly threw off the covers and sat up.

"Come with me to the police station."

Feng Sanyao was no fool. After calming down from his rage, he sensed a strong smell of conspiracy.

He was going to check on another piece on the chessboard that was about to be captured.

...

Huanglong Cave Hotel.

Zhang Cheng stood in the shadows behind the curtains, like a sculpture, overlooking the desolate street.

"Brother, Jiaxing... is much more chaotic than our Funing County." Zhao Daming, who had been driving all day, yawned and was still shaken.

The crisp sound of the gunshot still seems to echo in my ears.

"elder brother."

Zhang Cheng suddenly spoke, his voice very soft.

"Given the current chaos in Jiaxing, who is the ultimate beneficiary?"

Zhao Daming thought for a moment and shook his head matter-of-factly: "Nobody will benefit. When businessmen fight each other, the ones who will suffer in the end are definitely the people from the Jiaxing Municipal Party Committee."

Bad luck...

These two words, like a bolt of lightning, instantly cleaved through all the fog in Zhang Cheng's mind!

He turned around abruptly, his eyes shining terrifyingly in the darkness!

"Brother, what did you just say?"

"Huh?" Zhao Daming was taken aback. "I mean... the Jiaxing Municipal Party Committee is going to be in trouble. With such a big incident and so many deaths, someone has to take the blame. They're definitely going to lose their jobs."

Oh, right!

This is it!

Zhang Cheng suddenly stood up, his breathing becoming rapid.

The Jiaxing Municipal Party Committee is going to be in trouble...

A shocking murder has occurred in Jiaxing, and all the province's attention will be drawn here!

In order to maintain stability and quell the situation, where would the province have the energy to investigate that retired old Secretary Zhao again?

Zhao Shijie!

All of this was Zhao Shijie's doing!

Zhao Shijie, who seemed to have already admitted defeat and was preparing to go abroad to avoid trouble!

He never intended to leave!

He used his vast business empire as "bait" to stir up trouble, incite infighting within the Jiaxing gang, and then ruthlessly slaughtered them all!

Then, he used an even bigger chaos to cover up his father's crisis!

What a clever escape!

What a brilliant deception!

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