Chapter 357 The Traitor
"Did I provoke you?" Zhao Kai asked knowingly.
Liang Jishen's face was stern and arrogant. "Go on."
"I'm done."
The man in the back seat was like a frozen ice cellar, extremely cold.
Zhao Kai knew exactly what he was thinking and couldn't help laughing. "She moved to your second brother's Bixi Mansion. Are they completely apart?"
Liang Jishen stared at the rows of receding trees outside the window.
His fists were clenched tightly.
"Li Zhen's friend went to the suburbs to take photos, styled after Syrian ruins. She was from Shandong and wasn't familiar with the terrain of Hebei Province. She knew it was a suburb, but she didn't know which one was which. The friend had seen a play performed by He Sang, recognized her, and told Li Zhen about it."
"Is she in the suburbs?" Liang Jishen frowned.
"right."
"What are you going to do in the suburbs?"
Zhao Kai remained silent.
"Are you speechless again?" Liang Jishen kicked his seat.
Liang Jishen's temper was only slightly restrained in front of women. Lao Zhang and Lao Jiang had no honor to feel his "manly gentleness". Either he was submissive and ignored the other party's earnest advice without refutation or obedience, or he was stubborn on the spot, so stubborn that Lao Zhang wanted to kick him out again and again, but he really appreciated his talent, so he digested it himself and gave him a way out.
This made him more and more irritable.
Zhao Kai cleared his throat. "Li Zhen's original words were that He Sang was camping and having sex in the wild. Li Zhen called her to ask about it, but she was not available to answer. She asked me to inform me that there was a trace of Tong Da in the suburbs and to ask for more details. Then she hung up."
Liang Jishen's face suddenly became gloomy.
The carriage was dead silent.
After a while, he said coldly, "Fight in the wild."
Zhao Kai rubbed his chin. "Li Zhen's words are so incoherent, it seems like she's making it up." He glanced in the rearview mirror. "He Sang is a reserved and conservative girl, not very trustworthy. And your second brother isn't that wild of a man."
"You know her well." Liang Jishen's coldness weakened a little.
"You're a mad dog, biting everyone you catch." Zhao Kai sped past on the highway. "I've met her no more than three times, so I don't know shit! I've investigated her father, He Jinping. Deputy Director He has a good reputation in the unit. He loves his wife and daughter, is honest and upright, and he's a good parent."
Liang Jishen absentmindedly turned his phone around, struggled for a while, and dialed her number.
Prompt to shut down.
His face suddenly darkened.
After a moment, he flicked it.
The cell phone hit the car door with a dull "bang".
Zhao Kai glanced at him again, "You are so strong towards me, but when you meet her, you can't even fart loudly."
The car bumped along for an hour and drove into the southern suburbs.
It rained heavily yesterday. The southern suburbs are a low-lying area in Hebei Province, where the rainfall was the heaviest. The mountains and fields were covered with water and mud.
When Zhao Kai looked at the surrounding environment, he felt at ease.
Tong Da and Ni Hong are most likely hiding in the southern suburbs.
Among the four suburban areas in the east, south, west and north, the southern suburb is the most dangerous. The terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is close to the mountain and the national highway, and there are five or six abandoned factory buildings. It is extremely concealed and is the first choice for those who want to escape.
Five kilometers away is the Sishui Town Market. Most suburban areas are more than ten kilometers away from the county seat, but it only takes five kilometers to get to the Nanjiao Market, making it very convenient to buy food and medicine.
Zhao Kai had never been to the southern suburbs in person.
The southern suburbs have been deserted recently. Factories were relocated and land was expropriated, and it has become a desolate wilderness.
The "New South Suburbs" across a ditch is much more prosperous. One has to walk over a small embankment. The car is the lifeline of this group of people and they will never abandon it, so they must be in the "Old South Suburbs".
Zhao Kai drank a bottle of ice water and had to admit that Liang Laosan was indeed very skilled.
When the police are investigating a case, they must check and collect evidence from all suspects one by one, for fear that any suspects will slip through the net.
Although it is safe, it is time-consuming and wastes police resources.
A week's delay is common.
In Zhao Kai's line of work, the most taboo is "subjectivity". After all, horses may stumble and people may make mistakes. Objective evidence is the foundation.
But Liang Jishen is good at exploring human nature and breaking through psychology, and he plays with subjectivity.
Once they meet face to face, talk to each other, or even lock eyes, he can be sure it's who he suspects.
Saves a lot of time and cost.
Therefore, the province values him.
To get to this point, gaining experience at the grassroots level is a small aspect. Zhao Kai's experience is not inferior to his. Zhao Kai worked in the district bureau for nine years and the municipal bureau for three years, with a total of twelve years of work experience, responsible for more than 800 cases of all sizes. Liang Jishen has only been there for ten years, six of which were on the front line in Thailand and Myanmar, fighting against those cross-border gangs. The domestic and foreign reconnaissance routines are completely different.
In terms of experience, Zhao Kai is the undisputed big brother of this session.
But talent is a genetic lottery that cannot be envied.
Liang Jishen leaned against the hood and smoked. Zhao Kai surveyed the scene. A puddle of mud bore crooked footprints. "Third Brother, someone went west."
He held a cigarette in his mouth, leaned over, compared the depth of his own footprints, and concluded, "These are the villagers' footprints."
"The villagers?"
"The villagers in the southern suburbs make a living by going to the market, selling mountain products and vegetables. They carry baskets weighing 30 to 40 kilograms. The prints of their cloth shoes are flat, with the heel as the footrest and deep sinking." Liang Jishen pointed to different shoe prints. "This one is from a villager, and that one is from an immigrant."
Zhao Kai crouched low, examining the other set of footprints. "It's also west."
At the same time, the van slowly parked behind an old locust tree and turned off the engine.
Xiao Liuzi jumped out of the car and asked, "Brother Pei, when are we leaving the country?"
The short man in the driver's seat also got out of the car. "The boss arranged a doctor for General Manager Ni. She will be operating in the early morning. I will pick her up tomorrow morning. At ten o'clock tomorrow night, I will arrange a cold chain truck to take General Manager Ni and Tong Da out of the province."
"Can you get out?"
"The Thai snakehead's men specialize in this, and they have the means." The short man was quite confident. "The boss has analyzed it. The Third Young Master is now eyeing the provincial border. Let's take the mountain road. The weather has been bad these days, and the mountain road is closed. Except for trucks transporting fruit and live seafood, small cars are not allowed to pass. This is a great opportunity."
The short man suddenly froze and stopped moving.
There were two men wandering around in the factory, rummaging here and there. One of them was wearing a light blue short-sleeved uniform and black pants. He was squatting in the middle of the factory building. The dilapidated beams above his head creaked and swayed. He was wearing a safety helmet and handed an orange helmet to the man next to him.
The man next to him was wearing a gray T-shirt, a black vest, trousers of the same color, and sneakers, exuding a solemn and ruthless heroic air.
The moment the short man's profile was exposed to the sunlight, his pupils trembled and he stumbled.
"Damn it! Liang Jishen."
He made a prompt decision and returned the same way. "Retreat!"
A group of men didn't understand what was going on and ran away like a swarm of bees.
"Brother Pei, what's going on?"
The short man dragged Tong Da along as he ran. Tong Da was lame and couldn't run fast, so he was a burden to the team. "Hurry up!"
"I..." Tong Qi gasped, "My leg is no longer functioning, I sprained my bone——"
"Don't you care about your wife's safety?" The short man glared. "If you cause me to fall into Liang Jishen's hands, I'll settle the score with your wife first!"
Tong Daqiang endured the pain and limped to catch up with the team.
They jumped into the car swiftly, quietly drove over a hundred meters, turned the steering wheel sharply, and rushed towards the national highway.
"Liang Jishen has reached the southern suburbs so quickly." The short man said solemnly, "Did an insider leak the information?"
"We are loyal to the boss," the men swore. "If the boss goes down, our good life will end too. What's the point of betraying the boss?"
The short man gripped the steering wheel tightly and instructed his men, "Contact Assistant Fan."
Liang Jishen found a bloodstain on the factory stairs. He straightened up and looked to the west. "Why did they risk leaving?"
"It's not because of hunger, it's only been a day and a night, a grown man can handle it." Zhao Kai also stood up with his hands on his hips, "Probably because he was injured and urgently needs medical treatment."
"Where will it go?"
Zhao Kai suddenly had an idea, "Clinic, township hospital."
Liang Jishen hurried downstairs, and Zhao Kai ordered the Nanjiao Suburban District Bureau to immediately block all medical institutions within a radius of ten kilometers.
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