"It was him who killed Zhang Cheng."

"Who is he?" Zhang Da Nao asked.

"The general manager of the smelter, a piece of trash from Beijing."

"Li Zhiqing! Tell me where he is! We'll go and chop him up right now!" Zhang Da Nao roared.

Li Yuanyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her gaze swept over everyone like a sharp blade.

“I called you here to take your lives in exchange for his.”

"But we can't do it openly."

She paused, her voice growing even colder.

"Are you still holding onto the weapons you have?"

"Here!" Zhang Jianhao's voice was hoarse but resolute. "The gun, the bullets, and the two grenades are all here!"

"very good."

Li Yuanyuan stood up, her slender figure radiating a chilling murderous aura in the darkness.

"Later, I'll ask him... to go for a walk in a quiet place."

...

At the same time.

The interrogation room at the Jiefang Street Police Station.

Zhong Te was handcuffed to a chair, but remained calm.

Hu Bingyang tossed him a cigarette, shaking his head in exasperation: "Zhong Te, you've got some nerve! You dared to do something like this! And if you did it, why did you have to use such a stupid method? Did you really think Secretary Liu would protect you?"

"The city is prioritizing stability right now. You've caused such a huge mess; being dismissed is the least of your worries! If Zhao Daming really holds a grudge against you, your life is over!"

Zhong Te, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, remained silent.

Hu Bingyang sighed: "We're colleagues, don't make things difficult for me..."

“Director Hu,” Zhong Te suddenly spoke, laughing, “killing a dog, is that illegal?”

Hu Bingyang raised an eyebrow: "Even now, you're still being stubborn?"

“I’m just asking you, is it illegal to kill a dog?” Zhong Te grinned, staring at Hu Bingyang with a mocking look in his eyes.

"Killing a dog isn't illegal! But you killed a person! A living, breathing person!"

"A person?" Zhong Te exclaimed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "What person? When did I kill someone? I clearly killed a dog!"

"Zhong Te! Is there any point in you being so unreasonable? I know you have a grudge against Zhang Cheng..."

"Hu Suo!"

Zhong interrupted him again, standing up with a smile and stubbing out the cigarette with two fingers in a stylish motion.

"I just cremated a dog that I hit and killed on the road."

"Is it really necessary for you to go to such lengths?"

"...What do you mean?" Hu Bingyang was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at Zhong Te, who had a half-smile on his face.

Zhong Te's face lit up with a look of sudden realization, and he slapped his forehead.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, my memory is terrible, I didn't explain it clearly."

“Zhang Cheng, he didn’t swallow the razor blade. He just choked on his saliva. It scared me to death.”

"I was in a hurry to take him to the hospital, and I was driving a little fast on the way. I accidentally hit and killed a stray dog ​​that ran out from the side of the road."

He shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"With that bump, by sheer coincidence, Zhang Cheng swallowed the saliva that was stuck in his throat."

"Director Hu, didn't you ask me to find a pretext to send Zhang Cheng away? I was thinking, since he's alright now, why not just get rid of him?"

He looked at the dumbfounded Hu Bingyang, sighed, and a look of compassion appeared on his face.

"Director Hu, you know me. I love small animals the most... Although it was an accident that they died, I still feel terrible about it."

"So, I paid out of my own pocket to send that poor dog to the crematorium, giving it a dignified final rest."

"I……"

Hu Bingyang opened his mouth, the word "fuck" circled around his lips 81 times, but he couldn't bring himself to utter it.

He pointed at Zhong Te, his finger trembling for a long time before finally uttering a sentence.

"You fucking...you're a real talent!"