“No need to look anymore, it’s true. And there’s no need to go back and arrest Li Changhai, Ma Chenglong has already killed him,” Ye Xingchen said.
"What did you say? Ma Chenglong went?" Liu Xian's expression changed drastically.
"Don't get so agitated. You won't be able to find him even if you go back now. Don't bother with Ma Chenglong. You can't arrest this person." Ye Xingchen said, "I've already reached the point of closing the net. Don't ruin my plans."
"Besides, you can just go back and report to Li Changhai. There's no need to arrest him; he's a heinous criminal anyway."
Liu Xian was speechless. Finally, he said helplessly, "Okay, I understand. Hurry up and knock me out, then you can leave."
"Okay." Ye Xingchen nodded, and without being polite, he threw a punch at Liu Xian.
Liu Xian's vision went black, and he collapsed onto the driver's seat with a thud.
Ye Xingchen turned and got out of the police car, quickly disappearing into the crowd. After he disappeared, a police siren sounded behind him.
But these things have nothing to do with Ye Xingchen anymore.
Back at the villa, Ma Chenglong waited anxiously.
Upon seeing Ye Xingchen return, he abruptly stood up and went to greet him: "Brother Ye, you're back? Are you alright?"
"It's alright," Ye Xingchen said. "How's Li Changhai?"
“That bastard stole what my dad left me, so I just killed him with one knife.” Ma Chenglong said viciously, “That bastard deserves to die.”
"As expected, you can't trust anyone." Ye Xingchen sighed.
"Brother Ye, how did you escape? Weren't you taken to the police station?" Ma Chenglong asked.
"I knocked that policeman unconscious, and I escaped before I even got to the police station. Now it's even on the news," Ye Xingchen said, pointing to the television screen.
Sure enough, the local city news was reporting on today's events. Liu Xian was covering his head, angrily conducting an interview. He said that criminals were too rampant nowadays, and he was determined to bring all criminals to justice.
"I'm glad you're alright." Ma Chenglong breathed a sigh of relief. "The situation in Nanshi is like this. The police are still pressing hard, and we can't contact my father's old connections for the time being."
"Yes, we need to lay low for a while," Ye Xingchen said. "The most urgent thing is to get your father's body out and bury him properly."
"Yes, when do we take action?" Ma Chenglong's expression tightened; this was his biggest concern at the moment.
"Tonight," Ye Xingchen uttered four words.
"Tonight?" Ma Chenglong was taken aback, and he began to fidget. "What's the plan? Will Boss Kun send someone to assist us?"
“We don’t need Mr. Kun’s assistance, nor do we need any other people,” Ye Xingchen said. “I have a plan; just listen to me.”
“Okay, I believe in your brother.” Ma Chenglong nodded heavily. He believed that since Ye Xingchen had said so, he must have a way to get his father out.
As for what method it was, he didn't know, and besides Ye Xingchen, he didn't have anyone else to rely on.
Funeral home, morgue.
Generally, the morgue in a funeral home is located on the basement level. There is a police-owned evidence room there. The morgue staff work in a small building at the front, and there are two people on the night shift.
The night shift is relatively quiet because usually no one brings people here at night. The two staff members on the night shift, Xiao Gao and Xiao Zhao, are drinking in the work area.
The two of them prepared a few side dishes and two bottles of beer, and chatted idly.
"Old Gao, you had perfect attendance last month, your salary must have been pretty good, right?" Xiao Zhao said.
"It's alright, but with the current cost of living, what can this salary even cover?" Old Gao chuckled and said, "You're doing well too; I've taken several days off this month."
"It's alright, but this month has been really busy. So many bodies are being delivered every day that my hands are sore from registering them," Xiao Zhao sighed.
"What's going on?" Old Gao was slightly taken aback and said, "It's not winter now. If it were winter, the elderly would not be able to survive, so more people would pass away. What's going on now?"
"There are quite a few criminal cases," Xiao Zhao said with a shake of his head. "You wouldn't believe it, but yesterday a woman was brought in. Her stomach had been cut open by her mistress. It was a terrible sight."
"Our 'dressing assistant' Xiao Liu stayed up most of the night to prepare the body, and the burial will take place tomorrow."
"And the situation in Nanshi has been quite complicated lately. You probably don't know about the big operation a few nights ago, do you?" Xiao Zhao lowered his voice as he said this.
"I really didn't know. I took leave to go back to my hometown these past few days and just got back. What happened in Nanshi?" Old Gao was slightly taken aback, and his gossipy heart immediately ignited.
"The Ma family of Nanshi is gone. Haven't you heard about such a big thing?" Xiao Zhao said, cracking sunflower seeds.
"Holy crap, the Ma family's gone? Who had the guts to do that? They were like local tyrants!" Old Gao exclaimed in surprise. "I just arrived, went straight to the night shift without even going home, and I've never heard of this. Tell me what happened!"
"Drug trafficking, this time it was the military that was directly involved. The Sangu Mountain area has been completely razed to the ground. I heard they even deployed helicopters and tanks." Xiao Zhao said excitedly, "Most of the people sent over these past few days were killed that night."
"Wow, that's amazing! It's such a pity to have missed such a big show." Old Gao exclaimed repeatedly. He added, "Ma Jinguo is a very important figure in our Nanshi."
"This guy is practically a local tyrant, but nobody expected that the higher-ups would actually take action against them."
“Yeah, what local tyrant? They’re all paper tigers. As long as you don’t go too far, the higher-ups will just turn a blind eye.” Xiao Zhao said, “But if you really go too far, they’ll take care of you in no time.”
“Yes, yes, you can’t make money illegally. It’s better to make money honestly and steadily like us.” Old Gao nodded, and the two raised their glasses and began to drink.
Just then, there was a thud in the morgue, as if something had fallen to the ground.
"What's going on?" The two were slightly taken aback, but didn't seem particularly scared.
People who dare to work the night shift at a funeral home are usually tough guys, and since the two of them had been working the night shift there for several years, they didn't think about anything terrifying.
"I don't know, maybe it's stray cats or something?" Xiao Zhao said, "I don't know why, but there have been a lot of stray cats lately."
"Go check it out, make sure no animals come in and eat the carcass," Old Gao said, pushing open the door.
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Xiao Zhao put down his wine glass, and the two walked towards the morgue while chatting.
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