Chapter 182 Even if my family line ends in extinction, I will not protect you.
Immediately afterwards, the head of the task force showed Ning Jinli surveillance footage from a secluded section of road near the police station, confirming her suspicions.
The video shows that Mr. Wu was forcibly taken away in a van.
This is clearly a kidnapping!
“It must have been Su Qiang’s gang,” Ning Jinli quickly analyzed. “And the person behind Su Qiang’s disturbance at the antique shop was Yang Zhengxing…”
The head of the task force immediately said, "Ms. Ning, please wait a moment. I will arrange for a few people to continue to retrieve the surveillance footage of the road section to find out where that van went. At the same time, we will interrogate Yang Zhengxing to see if we can get any clues about the kidnapping case out of him."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Ning Jinli was very worried about Wu Sanye's safety.
Firstly, several hours had passed since he was kidnapped.
Secondly, Su Qiang is a petty person who has gained power and is vengeful, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't do something outrageous.
But now there's nothing we can do but patiently wait for clues.
The head of the task force was very concerned about Ning Jinli's case. Less than twenty minutes later, he came to tell her that although they had not yet gotten any clues from Yang Zhengxing, they had found the location where the surveillance footage last captured the van.
The car entered an old urban village.
The task force has dispatched personnel to search the area.
Ning Jinli waited another half hour, but the news she received was not good.
The search team found the van in an abandoned alley, but no one was there.
Moreover, the car was a counterfeit vehicle with fake license plates, and no relevant clues could be found.
Analysis suggests that the kidnappers moved Mr. Wu from this location.
The trail they had been following through the surveillance footage abruptly ended.
"Where is Yang Zhengxing? He hasn't given any instructions yet?" Ning Jinli asked anxiously.
The head of the task force looked grave. "That kid kept giving evasive answers and wouldn't admit that the kidnapping had anything to do with him."
“It’s impossible and it’s not a problem,” Ning Jinli stood up abruptly, “Could you let me go and ask?”
The person in charge looked troubled. "Ms. Ning, this... is against the rules. Please trust us, we will definitely catch the kidnappers and rescue the hostages as soon as possible."
Ning Jinli frowned.
It wasn't that she didn't trust the task force.
These people were all personally arranged by Lao Yang, so they're definitely reliable.
But as time went by, the danger level for Master Wu continued to increase.
Moreover, this kidnapping was not for extortion, but purely for revenge.
The problem becomes even more serious.
Ning Jinli even considered barging into the interrogation room, dragging Yang Xingzheng to Xiao Qidi's place, and giving him a beating from over two thousand years ago, determined to extract crucial clues about the kidnapping from him.
"I'll go ask," a hoarse, weary voice said.
Ning Jinli turned her head, "Old Yang? What brings you here! Your injury..."
"Leader," the head of the task force called out.
Old Yang touched the gauze on his head and said with a smile, "It's nothing, the hospital has already taken care of it. I rushed over as soon as I woke up, it seems like this is exactly the time they need me. Take me to see Yang Zhengxing."
"Yes, this way please." The person in charge immediately led the way.
Old Yang stopped in front of the interrogation room and asked, "Has the drug worn off on that kid?"
The person in charge said, "It's almost over. He's all deflated now, and he's lost all his previous arrogance."
Old Yang nodded slightly. "Now is the time when his psychological defenses are at their weakest. Open the door."
The person in charge then opened the door for him.
In the interrogation room, Yang Shao slumped down, yawning incessantly.
Old Yang strode in, and the two interrogators inside quickly stood up, snapping to attention.
Hearing the noise, Yang Shao casually looked up.
When he saw his uncle appear before him, he was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and instantly became much more sober.
"You all go out first, I need to talk to my nephew," Old Yang said to the interrogator.
"Yes!" The two left immediately.
Yang Zhengxing was both shocked and terrified. If his hands and feet hadn't been strapped to the chair, he would have curled up into a ball on the spot.
After Lao Yang closed the interrogation room door, he locked it and casually turned off the surveillance camera.
Seeing his series of actions, Yang Zhengxing's heart raced.
What's the meaning……
Are you going to beat someone up?
Wouldn't he get a severe beating?!
Yang Zhengxing became increasingly nervous as he thought about it, and a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Getting beaten up is actually secondary.
Most importantly, he thought that since his uncle's whereabouts were unknown, he could continue to use his uncle's name as a shield. As long as his uncle didn't show up, he would be safe.
The idea of a living person disappearing into thin air is too bizarre. If it's so bizarre, then logically speaking, the person who disappeared should most likely never come back.
They might have died, gone to some unknown space, or been abducted by aliens.
I never imagined that I would be alive and well again so soon.
"How are you?" Old Yang asked casually.
Yang Zhengxing's face was ashen, and he said weakly, "What else can I do? Now I can only wait for the trial, right? You just want to beat me up to vent your anger, right? Can you tell me what the sentence will be after you're done? So I can be mentally prepared."
"Aren't you planning to confess something yourself?" Old Yang asked again.
Yang Zhengxing sneered, "Heh, do I still need to explain? Anyway, I'm not going to say anything, and there's no need for me to say anything."
Old Yang strolled closer and raised his right hand.
Yang Zhengxing instinctively shrank his neck and hurriedly closed his eyes.
However, the next second, he felt that Lao Yang was wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, and the movement was very gentle.
He opened his eyes and looked at Old Yang in astonishment. "What...do you mean?"
Old Yang's expression softened, and he said helplessly, "You are, after all, the only son of our Yang family. How could I just stand by and watch you die? Otherwise, our family line would end..."
"Huh?" Yang Zhengxing was stunned.
Old Yang sighed again, "Actually, I, as your uncle, bear a lot of responsibility for how you've become like this. What happened today can't all be blamed on you and your father. It's me... I'm sorry to you both."
"No... Uncle, what... what do you mean?" Yang Zhengxing was a little confused.
Old Yang continued, "I've had a brush with death today, and I've suddenly figured out a lot of things. Also, before coming to see you, I went to see your father. I can tell you that he didn't confess to anything, and I didn't mention to the investigators that he wanted to kill me. I let him go."
Yang Zhengxing's pupils dilated violently. "Really? Uncle...you...you're here to help me?"
"Otherwise, why would I tell you all this?" Old Yang said with a serious expression. "Zhengxing, for the sake of our Yang family having a successor, and to make up for what I owed your father and you over the past twenty years, I will protect you. But you have to promise me that you won't do anything bad in the future."
Yang Zhengxing was overjoyed, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly.
Thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, he is the only descendant of the Yang family! If his uncle were to kill him, the Yang family line would end, and how could he face his ancestors?
"Uncle...I'm sorry, Uncle," he choked up, "I know I was wrong, I promise I'll behave myself from now on, please let me out now!"
"Sigh..." Old Yang suddenly sighed, looking somewhat troubled.
Just as Yang Zhengxing was about to feel fortunate to have survived, he saw his uncle sigh, and his mood plummeted like a rollercoaster. He hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Uncle? My dad has already been released, so... am I still not ready?"
Seeing his extreme nervousness, Old Yang knew he had completely taken the bait, so he frowned and said, "I can cover up everything that hasn't been exposed, but the antique shop matter is a bit troublesome."
Yang Zhengxing grew anxious. "What kind of trouble is it? Uncle, stop keeping me in suspense!"
Old Yang patted him on the shoulder. "I asked the interrogators to leave and turned off the surveillance cameras, all to help you get rid of this trouble. But the condition is that you have to tell me the truth, otherwise I can't handle it."
“This…” Yang Zhengxing thought for a moment and replied, “I admit that I indirectly instructed people to cause trouble.”
Old Yang shook his head. "You don't need to admit it. Everyone knows. What I'm talking about is the kidnapping of the antique shop owner by your people. Let me tell you, it's no secret anymore. It can't be covered up. I can only suppress the case if the kidnapped person is safe and sound."
"So that's how it is! Uncle, hurry up and bring Master Wu out!" Yang Zhengxing said without thinking. "I was planning to personally teach him a lesson after I finished dealing with my business."
Old Yang said seriously, "Then tell me where your men are holding him. I'll release you immediately, and then you can cooperate with me to handle the kidnapping case."
Upon hearing that he could be released immediately, Yang Zhengxing, without a second thought, immediately told his men the exact location where Master Wu was imprisoned.
At this point, Yang Zhengxing would naturally not lie.
He was overjoyed and waited for his uncle to take him away from here.
As a result, Lao Yang's face fell instantly, and he turned around to open the door of the interrogation room and leave.
"Uncle! Uncle!" Young Master Yang shouted, "I already told you the address, I didn't lie to you! Let me go!"
Old Yang turned around and looked at him coldly. "I lied to you. In reality, I didn't see your father before I met you, let alone release him. This should be the last time I see you. The task force will thoroughly investigate your situation and give you the sentence you deserve according to the law."
Yang Zhengxing was struck dumb again, even harder than before. His mind went blank, and he said in disbelief:
"Uncle...I...I'm the only son of the Yang family! How could you ruin me? How dare you let our family line end?! How can you face our ancestors after this?!"
Old Yang's lips curled into a bitter and angry smile. "The only thing I feel ashamed to face my ancestors about is that the Yang family produced such a social scoundrel as you. Even if it means our family line ends, I will never protect you."
After saying that, Old Yang strode away and slammed the door shut with a bang.
"Ah!!!" Yang Zhengxing's desperate roar echoed in the interrogation room.
After leaving the interrogation room, Lao Yang immediately told Ning Jinli the crucial clues he had just extracted from Yang Zhengxing.
“Miss Xiao Ning, I’m entrusting Mr. Wu’s rescue to you. If you need police assistance during the process, just give me a call. However…” Old Yang said, then smiled, “I don’t think it’s necessary. Sending police officers might just get in your way.”
Ning Jinli understood Old Yang's intentions, nodded, and turned to leave in a hurry.
As dusk fell.
Night falls on Xinghan City.
Inside a freight warehouse owned by Yang Zhengxing, Su Qiang, his friend in a baseball cap, and more than a dozen accomplices were drinking and eating hot pot.
The man in the baseball cap took out his phone and called Mr. Liu, but no one answered.
"That's strange..." muttered the man in the baseball cap. "What on earth is Mr. Liu up to? I've called him several times but he hasn't answered, and he hasn't replied to my messages either."
He and Su Qiang tied up Master Wu according to Young Master Yang's instructions. Young Master Yang had also said that he would come and deal with Master Wu himself.
But it was already dark, and Young Master Yang still hadn't come over.
Since the baseball cap wasn't good enough, I went directly to Young Master Yang, so I didn't have his contact information and could only try contacting General Manager Liu again and again.
"Mr. Liu is probably having a good time with his secretary or mistress," someone said with a wink.
Someone immediately added, "It could also be the secretary and the mistress together..."
"Hahahaha!" A group of people let out a lewd laugh.
The man in the baseball cap took a swig of beer. "Mr. Liu has a comminuted fracture of his wrist and is in a cast. Don't make wild guesses."
"So what if it's a fracture? So what if it's in a cast?"
"Mr. Liu has always valued beautiful women more than his own life. Would he care about such a minor injury?"
"That's right. Besides, it's just a hand injury, not something else. It won't stop me from exercising. Hehehe."
"Hey! Besides, Mr. Liu probably doesn't need to move, right? His secretary and mistress work out regularly, their flexibility... their stamina... tsk tsk... damn, the more I talk about it, the more envious I get..."
"Hahahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter again.
After Su Qiang finished eating and drinking, he lit a cigarette, patted his belly, and said, "I wish Young Master Yang would come later. I haven't had enough yet! Damn it, I almost got caught again today. I have to cripple Master Wu to make it worthwhile."
The man in the baseball cap cautioned, "It's okay to cripple him, but don't kill him. Be careful."
Then he changed the subject and inquired about Ning Jinli.
Su Qiang's face instantly turned gloomy. He spat and started cursing, "That little bitch, my mom picked her up when she was collecting garbage. She raised her for over ten years. Damn it, I never thought she could ride roughshod over me now."
"Has she practiced any special kung fu?" the man in the baseball cap continued, still somewhat traumatized by his previous encounter with Ning Jinli.
Su Qiang exhaled thick smoke from his nostrils. "I don't know about that. I've never seen her this powerful before. It's really fucking outrageous."
As the two chatted idly, Wu Sanye's voice rang out from behind an iron gate, "Could I have a bite too? I haven't eaten since this morning..."
"What the hell?" Su Qiang turned his head and cursed, "You've recovered again? You still have the energy to ask for food."
“If I don’t eat something, how can I keep taking your beating?” Wu Sanye said from behind the iron gate, swallowing hard. “You guys are eating hot pot, right? It smells so good… Please give me some, I beg you.”
Su Qiang's eyes darted around, glancing at the bubbling red oil hot pot broth. A sinister smile appeared on his face as he casually ladled out a bowl of hot soup, walked over, and unlocked the door.
"Hey, Third Master, you fucking want some, huh? I've brought it to you!"
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