Chapter 16 Bird of Paradise 01
Late at night, in a high-end club in the north of Donglan City.
In the well-soundproof private room, the table was filled with fine wines and various delicacies, and two men sat opposite each other.
Of the two men, the man sitting in the main seat looked to be about thirty-five years old. He had single eyelids and wore gold-rimmed glasses. His appearance and outfit were so refined that they looked a bit like a gentleman, like a business elite.
The man opposite him was a fat man, also in his thirties, with a beer belly. He had an approachable smile and spoke with a northern accent. He was very outgoing and talkative and could chat with anyone, whether human or ghost.
The fat man is very discerning and will fill up the glass opposite him as soon as it is empty.
After three rounds of drinks, the fat man confided his difficulties: "A friend recommended Wanzi to me. He said your company is the most reliable, so I was thinking about whether I could move some of our family's money out. I don't have too many plans, I just want to use it for my son's education and have a way out."
The elite man said to him, "I'm also here on a business trip. The company's business is handled by the boss, but since you were introduced by a friend, I'll talk to the boss. How much do you want to move out?"
"Mr. Jiang, don't be so modest. Everyone knows your current position within Wanzi." The fat man rubbed his hands together, a smile on his face. "Eight hundred. Look, the handling fees and so on..."
Eight hundred is certainly not eight hundred yuan, and the word "wan" is omitted at the end.
The elite man smiled and waved his hand: "I understand. I can handle this amount. I'll add your contact information later. Wait for my news."
The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them continued to clink glasses.
The elite man held the wine glass, but in his heart he looked down on the person opposite him. In this line of work, they were not allowed to ask where the customers' money came from, but he could guess with his eyes closed that the money came from dirty sources.
The elite man is named Jiang Nian, and he is a top student who graduated with a degree in finance.
Jiang Nian fancied himself a brilliant man, but unfortunately, his career wasn't his forte and his family lacked any connections. For several years after graduation, he'd been working as a bank teller and manager, watching those less talented and intelligent, leveraging their connections, rise through the ranks and make a killing. Frustrated, Jiang Nian jumped ship to a new company called Wanzi.
Jiang Nian dreamed of making a fortune with great ambitions, but he didn't expect that he would meet the wrong person and end up with nothing.
The full name of Wanzi is Wanzi Zhuli. On the surface, it is engaged in investment and import and export, but in fact it is a very large underground money house that engages in illegal activities.
Wanzi's main business is money laundering. Any domestic assets, whether gambling money, drug money, or bribes, can be transformed into legitimate assets and laundered once they pass through their hands.
Jiang Nian has worked with his boss for several years and has been promoted continuously because of his excellent professional skills. This time he came to Donglan to collect money, but was pulled over by a friend who said that he wanted to introduce him to a business.
That friend was quite unreasonable. We had originally planned to meet, but he couldn't come at the last minute.
Jiang Nian had arrived, so he could only chat with the fat man. He could tell at a glance that he was a government employee. He'd hinted at the idea of ​​transferring money abroad, and Jiang Nian despised such people. They were cowardly and greedy, and he had no idea where they'd amassed the eight million. But he had to take the business; he couldn't just push the money out.
After socializing for a while, Jiang Nian stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom." He had drunk a little too much and was staggering.
The fat man also stood up with a smile and reached out to help him.
Jiang Nian disliked his dirty hands and pushed them aside with disgust, saying, "No need to follow me, I know the way."
The fat man gave up and did not follow him. He said with a smile: "Then Mr. Jiang, please go and come back soon."
Jiang Nian walked out of the box and staggered all the way to the bathroom.
The club was decorated very luxuriously, and the bathroom was full of large floor-to-ceiling mirrors. When Jiang Nian was running the toilet, he glanced around and saw a tall young man wearing designer clothes next to him.
Jiang Nian had seen plenty of powerful figures, but he rarely saw one dressed like this. A rough estimate suggested the entire outfit must have cost tens of thousands. Even more striking was the young man's physique. A Louis Vuitton shirt couldn't hide his impressive chest muscles, and his biceps looked incredibly developed.
Jiang Nian couldn't help but stare a few more times. After using the toilet and washing his hands, he felt his pocket and found his phone was missing. He didn't think much of it, thinking he'd probably left it in the private room after drinking too much. He turned around and was about to leave when a trash can suddenly dropped from the sky. The black bag, with the trash inside, was placed over his head, and the mouth of the bag tightened, strangling his neck.
Jiang Nian sobered up instantly and raised his elbows to push back. Just when he was halfway through the movement, he felt a strong force coming from his arms. His hands were quickly grabbed by someone, and there was no possibility of breaking free.
Jiang Nian panicked and was about to shout when something pressed against his lower back. A strange man's voice came from behind him: "If you want to live, don't move."
Jiang Nian's mind was racing, not knowing which god he had offended.
This is Donglan's high-end club with a very high security level. Anyone who can take action here is definitely not an ordinary person.
He didn't have his cell phone with him, so he cried out for help but no one answered. Before he could think about it, the kidnapper and his accomplice came over. Without saying a word, the two of them held him on both sides and walked out.
Now Jiang Nian was even more afraid to move. The enemy was in their territory and had a large number of people. He didn't want to seek death.
Jiang Nian was carried out by someone. He was breathing rapidly and was a little short of oxygen. Soon, he realized from the sounds coming from his ears that he was being taken out of the club and onto the road. He heard the sound of a car door opening, and then he was stuffed into a car.
The garbage bag on his head was finally pulled off.
Jiang Nian was breathing heavily, his glasses were fogged up, and out of the corner of his eye he saw three men already sitting in the car. Jiang Nian flexed his fingers and took the opportunity to touch his pockets.
The man in the driver's seat chuckled, turned around, and raised his phone and emergency communicator: "Mr. Jiang, are you looking for this?"
When Jiang Nian saw him, he was so shocked that his mouth was wide open and his eyes were about to fall out.
That person turned out to be the fat man he had just had dinner with. He had just despised him in his heart, but it turned out that he was just acting, playing a trick on him, and even took advantage of the time to help him up to steal his things.
While Jiang Nian was thinking about what he had just said, he looked up and found that the person sitting in the passenger seat was the muscular "young master" he had just met in the bathroom.
Next to him, in the back seat of the car, sat a handsome man. He looked young, but he seemed to be the manager of the three. Jiang Nian was just trying to figure out their identities when someone next to him called out his name: "Jiang Nian."
Jiang Nian tried to put on a smile. "Friends, which side of the world are you from?" Then he asked cautiously, "What's the matter? We at Wanzi have always been seeking wealth, not getting involved in violence."
The young man sat upright, nodded politely, and uttered two words with righteous indignation: "Public Security."
As soon as these words were spoken, the evil spirits and monsters were scared away.
Jiang Nian's back was sweating. He wasn't afraid of either the shady or the honest, because those people were asking them to do things for him. But he hadn't expected that he would be targeted by the police as soon as he arrived in Donglan.
Then he thought about it again, and indeed, only the police could pull him out of the high-end club so "openly".
Jiang Nian looked at the gentle and refined people around him. He still had a glimmer of hope. He narrowed his eyes like a fox and pleaded, "Brother, I just make a living. The boss makes the final decision on everything above. Why are you arresting a small fry like me..."
The young man said politely, "We want your information and keys, and we hope you can cooperate with us."
Jiang Nian finally realized that it wasn't just him who was being targeted, but also this business. He said, "Brother, why don't you just take my life."
The young man held up two slender fingers. "You're already in the police car. Now you have only two options. First, cooperate with the Donglan police and get a lighter sentence. Second, we'll hand you over and handle you according to the law."
Jiang Nian was silent for a moment.
The young man said a set of numbers to Jiang Nian: "356, 438, 725."
After hearing these numbers, Jiang Nian felt as if he was nailed to the car. He sighed, closed his eyes, and opened them after a while.
Jiang Nian prided himself on being the best at calculating accounts and never doing business at a loss. He quickly made a decision and said, "Okay, I agree to your terms. Tell me what you want me to do."
Smart people don't need to waste words when they talk.
The young man quickly solved the problem and said to the fat man in the driver's seat, "Drive to safe house number three. We'll talk on the way."
As summer approached, the nights in Donglan were still a bit chilly. The car stopped near the police safe house, where police officers had already been waiting. Jiang Nian was escorted out of the car by several officers. Even his luggage from the hotel was taken over.
The fat man driving the car had just listened to the general idea along the way. Seeing that there was no one around, he turned back and asked the young man curiously, "Captain Chi, what do those numbers mean?"
The young man who just talked to Jiang Nian was Chi Li, the youngest deputy captain of the Donglan City Bureau.
This fat man is Huo Cunsheng, a member of the first team under the third criminal investigation team.
Hearing the question, Chi Li withdrew his gaze from the window: "That is the main password of Wanzi Zhuli, which was deciphered by Tang Xi."
The password is changed once a month and only the company's top management knows it. He was referring to the latest one this month.
This is the reason why Jiang Nian changed his direction quickly just now.
All the confidential information is in their hands, and their movements towards him and the company are clear. This shows that the police have already found out most of Wan Zi's criminal facts and are just waiting to close the net.
Jiang Nian was a man of cunning, adapting to changing circumstances. He understood that the police knew far more than he imagined. Even if he insisted on not revealing anything, as long as the police released the news of his arrest, any future problems at the bank would be blamed on him.
Therefore, no matter how dangerous the first path is, choosing the second path will inevitably lead to a dead end.
Since this was the case, Jiang Nian openly turned from evil to good and quickly turned against the government.
Just now, on the way, he not only explained the operation mode of the money house in detail, but also patted his chest and guaranteed at the end that he would cooperate with the police's action to redeem himself for his crime. His luck of pursuing profit has come to an end. He has long wanted to cooperate with the police and thanked the Donglan police for giving him a chance in exchange for leniency in the future.
"Jiang Nian seems quite open-minded." Huo Cunsheng resolved his doubts and asked Chi Li, "Captain Chi, regarding the selection of our team leader..."
Chi Li said: "It will be decided soon."
Huo Cunsheng laughed twice: "Okay, then I'm relieved. Deputy Captain Guo and I are looking forward to the new captain taking office."
Just as the two of them were talking to this point, Chi Li's cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and said hello, then heard the person on the other end report the information in a hurried tone.
Chi Li frowned and listened for a moment, then made a quick decision: "The news will be blocked for the time being. Tomorrow you will notify the Third Branch that this case will be taken over by the Municipal Bureau."
Early morning, Donglan City Third Branch.
There were still more than ten minutes before work started, and quite a few people had already arrived. As soon as Luo Siwei entered the office, someone nodded and greeted her: "Good morning, Captain Luo."
Luo Siwei politely replied: "Good morning."
She had just solved the murder case of Yu Wanying. There had been no serious cases in the branch recently, and the atmosphere in the entire office had become much more lively.
Luo Siwei came to her workstation and looked down to see a large bouquet of flowers on her desk.
The flowers were made up of fragrant lilies and roses, wrapped in pink wrapping paper, and bloomed beautifully.
Luo Si frowned slightly. She picked up the card on the bouquet and recognized that the person on the card was an insider she met during her last visit.
He was a small business owner in his thirties, with a few businesses and a very positive outlook. He looked her up and down while he was questioning her. At the end of the interview, he asked for her phone number and bluntly declared that he had fallen in love with her at first sight. He asked if they could be friends. Luo Siwei politely declined, citing work as an excuse and stating that she wasn't planning a romantic relationship. Unexpectedly, he had found out where she worked and sent her flowers.
Although she enjoyed fiddling with flowers after work, she wasn't interested in flowers from a strange man. Luo Siwei glanced at the cheesy note and handed the bouquet to Ni Xiang, saying, "Help me take care of it."
Ni Xiang was stunned and hugged the flowers tightly: "Luo, Luo, Captain Luo, how should we deal with this?"
Luo Siwei had a blank expression on his face: "It doesn't matter how you deal with it. If you want to keep it, then keep it. If not, then give it to someone else."
Ni Xiang was in a dilemma when someone snatched the flowers away from her.
"Thank you! The forensic department just dissected a decomposing corpse and needs some fresh flowers to fumigate it." Song Xueyan placed a thick medical report on the table. Then, looking at the flowers in her arms, she said with regret, "Who is this guy who's wasting money again? Didn't anyone tell them that Policewoman Luo doesn't accept gifts?"
Luo Siwei was also confused: "I clearly refused very straightforwardly."
"Alas, everyone has a sense of luck. Before sending these people, they will think, what if they are an exception?" Han Zhaoming poured himself a cup of tea and sat back in his seat. As a father of a child, he spoke with the tone of someone who had experienced it.
Hearing the conversation here, Shen Qing also raised his head from the desk and looked in this direction.
There are many young male police officers in the large office, and many of them have a crush on Luo Siwei.
Luo Siwei rarely wears makeup on weekdays, but she has a slender figure and looks very beautiful.
Shen Qing also liked Luo Siwei very much. He developed a crush on her when she was on her first mission. At that time, he and Luo Siwei happened to be in the same police car.
He had just graduated at the time and had never participated in a formal arrest, so he was a little nervous. Luo Siwei hadn't slept all night investigating the case, half lying in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.
The car stopped and they were on standby inside. Shen Qing's heart was beating very fast. He licked his lips and began to shake his legs unconsciously. The police car was not big and the back seat began to shake. Luo Siwei was startled by his movements and opened her eyes to look at him.
Her skin was snow-white, her eyelashes were very long, and her pupils were pitch black, like a bottomless pool.
Shen Qing felt that he had disturbed his colleagues, so he stopped what he was doing and prepared to accept criticism from his leader.
Old Han, who was sitting in the front row, teased him: "You are tall, but you are not very courageous."
He said unconvincedly, "It's just my first time, I'm excited."
Luo Siwei didn't blame him, nor did she mock him. She looked at him quietly, then said softly, "Don't be nervous, I'm here."
Perhaps he was infected by the calmness of the female captain, and these simple six words suddenly opened up his nervous heart.
When the operation began, Luo Siwei was the first to rush forward, followed closely by Shen Qing. In the subsequent arrest operations, he never hesitated again.
However, Shen Qing's affection for Luo Siwei was the same as his affection for a colleague or a sister. He knew that Luo Siwei didn't like a younger brother like him, and he wouldn't make things awkward for himself.
The gossip in the office continues.
"Captain Luo, you're such an outstanding person, isn't it normal for people to send you flowers?" The captain of the second team leaned over and said, "Besides, some men are just masochists. When they're rejected by a beautiful woman, they think it's a matter of face, so they persevere and move forward."
Song Xueyan chuckled after hearing this: "Where can't you use this little bit of perseverance?"
Luo Siwei narrowed her eyes and raised the corner of her mouth in response to the compliment. However, the smile was as fleeting as a shooting star, and Luo Siwei's face returned to its usual calmness. She folded her arms and leaned back in her chair.
"But I don't like them. I believe that the prerequisite for liking someone is not to cause them any trouble. Some people, when they're rejected, act as if they don't understand what they're saying. They think the other person is deliberately trying to trick them, but they still force themselves on them, constantly moving themselves, and then get angry and blame the woman for being arrogant..."
These words were like slaps in the face of the men around them, dispelling all desire.
Shen Qing choked, coughed a few times, and picked up the cup to drink water.
Ni Xiang asked curiously, "Captain Luo, have you really never been in love?"
Luo Siwei shook his head: "I haven't met someone I like yet."
Ni Xiang was a little depressed: "My parents have started to urge me recently."
Luo Siwei said, "I don't reject love, but love is not a necessity for me, it's just a diversion. I don't need to rely on men to live. As for the man I like, he must at least be better than me. Simply put, my ideal love relationship is not that I can't live without him, but that it's better to have him. So I won't just find a man for the sake of love and marriage, and jump into a fire pit."
Ni Xiang took out a small notebook and said, "Captain Luo, you're right. I have to write this down and make it my motto."
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