Chapter 109
After An Jing recovered from his injuries, he went to the police station to make a statement. During the process, he was invited into the office of the police chief and talked about private topics for a long time.
Shen Qiang waited outside the door for him to come out. When he came out, An Jing's expression became solemn. He said, "It's pretty much what I guessed. It was Haiju Company that attacked me."
Having said that, he clicked on the bracelet and called his father. A few seconds later, An Xingmin picked up and said, "I know. Director Meng of District A has told me the situation. How is your injury?"
"Almost recovered," An Jing replied. "Dad, can I apply for an arrest warrant from you now?"
An Xingmin pondered for two seconds, then said, "Okay. Come to Area D later and ask the National Security Bureau to send two prosecutors with you."
An Jing nodded, thanked him, and immediately rushed to the National Security Bureau, where he obtained an arrest warrant approved by his father himself, as well as a gun.
After planning for so long, he can finally close the net.
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A few days later, the brightly lit Expo venue in Area A was bustling with activity.
In the hall, cyber warriors were practicing Tai Chi in unison, while below, male and female cyber emcees were smiling and serving drinks to the guests.
The CEO was surrounded by a circle of audiences. He pinched the face of an uncle next to him, demonstrated and explained, and motioned everyone to look at the screen. The uncle in the camera turned into a cute girl. Kodak has already used quite advanced AI face-changing technology.
There were guests, investors, and even entrepreneurial teams, all of whom were chatting and discussing market potential and business prospects.
Suddenly, the hall dimmed a little, and a shadow was cast on the central dome, shining like stars, unfolding a magnificent painting of mountains and rivers with ink fragrance in front of everyone's eyes.
Similarly, a line of ink appeared, and behind the words "tranquility leads to far-reaching" appeared An Jing's face. His expression was calm, and he was speaking a foreign language to the man in a suit beside him.
This is the current CEO of Kodak, Jiang Guoren.
The original largest investor in the film "Rainbow Eyes" promoted Yingzhi's cultural propaganda and also secretly supported the production of the Guoyan Shifen industry chain. After being banned, it had a change of heart and began to clean up its act, first supporting the construction of the Haixia Blue Island base and then transforming its industry to focus on high-tech products.
For An Xingmin, Kodak is an ally.
The two of them were chatting. After a few drinks, Lin Mosheng and Bai Tiao came over side by side, followed by Bian Lu and several workers.
"Secretary An." Lin Mosheng smiled at An Jing, shook hands with him, and chatted with him casually, and also showed concern for An Jing's gunshot wound.
An Jing responded with "Mr. Kobayashi," responding to his hypocritical concern.
At the same time, he secretly tapped the bracelet and sent it to Bian Lu: Keep an eye on Bai Tiao.
Bai Tiao pretended to be calm while drinking, but she looked terrified. However, her intuition was very accurate, and she could always accurately predict the coming of danger.
Bian Lu glanced at him from a distance and nodded. He chatted with Shen Qiang, who was in charge of taking pictures, to cover his tracks while observing the crowd in the hall, unable to distinguish between friend and foe.
They exchanged glances, and An Jing lowered his voice to Liang Zong, the president of Keda, and said, "Thank you for setting up this plan for me. Now that this matter is settled, we can all implement our landing plan properly."
"Since it is the leader's intention, it would be disrespectful to refuse." General Kodalian replied.
The mayor of District A nearby was slightly stunned when he heard this. He glanced around and asked quietly in a low voice, "So, are the higher-ups going to seize Haiju Company?"
An Jing was afraid of being exposed, and a hint of nervousness flashed in his eyes. He touched something inside the lining of his coat with his fingertips and replied, "Well, I guess so. I came here today just for them."
The market looked at An Jing and flicked his finger, revealing the pistol in the lining of his coat.
Today? That means the Hongmen Banquet!
He blinked, feeling a little uncomfortable, and said apprehensively, "Maybe it's just market chaos, but it's not necessarily what you suspect."
"Who knows? During this special period, we'd rather make mistakes than let them go." An Jing snorted coldly, "I was shot and almost died. We have to arrest them and interrogate them."
Shiji swallowed, as if intimidated. He forced a smile, brushed off Anjing's words, and turned away, dialing the internal line to call the driver, not wanting to be in the thick of things.
An Jing was still smiling as he stood next to the president of Kodak and the CEO of Haiju, squinting his eyes as he faced the bright cameras of the media.
At the same time, a luxuriously decorated private room was broken open, and a group of soldiers rushed in with submachine guns and pointed at everyone. Four or five men were sitting around a chess table playing cards and smoking. Behind the curtain, a man and a woman were entangled on the sofa, and they stopped laughing.
Prostitution, group parties, and gray trade.
Shen Qiang walked in, stroking his hair, opened his bracelet, glanced inside to compare the faces, and smiled: "What a great harvest."
The atmosphere froze. Suddenly, a door opened with a click, and a man came out, belt in hand. "Why aren't you yelling anymore? Have you changed your ways?" He looked up again, and the cigarette had fallen from his mouth.
He looks familiar. He is one of the shareholders of Haiju Company.
"He deserves to be handcuffed and stabbed." Shen Qiang gave him a fierce look, turned around and closed the door.
The door closed, and a few gunshots rang out. Anjing's wristband vibrated, and a small red dot flashed across it, with four simple words: "Boss, mission accomplished. There's solid evidence of collusion between officials and businesspeople at Haiju Company."
"So, Mr. Xiaolin." An Jing laughed dryly twice, and then he murmured softly, "You know I came here for you today, right?"
He turned and clinked glasses with Mr. Kodalian. With a clear clink, the red liquid in the clear glass swayed slowly, reflecting An Jing's mysterious and eerie smile.
Lin Mosheng looked at An Jing's back as he turned and walked off the stage, not quite understanding what was going on. He then saw him casually throw the glass in his hand away.
The crisp sound woke up everyone in the room.
An Jing turned around, pulled out a pistol, and pointed it at Lin Mosheng.
Bang! It hit him right on the forehead, and blood splattered on the spot.
Mr. Xiaolin of Haiju Company collapsed with his eyes wide open. A flying drop of blood ricocheted off the smile on the lips of the cybernetic female emcee next door. It was inexplicably charming and beautiful.
Another loud bang! The hall door was kicked open. The intruders were from District A's Discipline Inspection Commission and the Central Anti-Corruption Bureau. Each officer was imposing and efficient, pulling out pistols and handcuffs. Following them were several female employees in suits, clutching money counters.
Someone fired a shot into the air and shouted, "Don't move! Hold your heads and get down!"
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and passers-by followed suit.
"As early as ten years ago, Haiju Company was already the richest company in Blue Continent, with a market value estimated to be even higher than the entire Blue Continent base." An Jing continued to pull the trigger without any hesitation, pointing it at Dr. Bai Tiao. The kind little woman with white hair and spotted hair suddenly looked terrified.
"It's okay for businessmen to be obsessed with profit, but you're a scientist. How did your family get all that money, Ms. Bai?" An Jing said firmly, "Ms. Lin has given you a lot of money, and you've also been using backdoors for Haiju Company, right?"
Bai Tiao turned and ran, and had already touched the side door handle. Just as she stepped out, another shot was fired! It missed, frightening her so much that her legs went limp, and she was a little slow to move, and she stumbled and rolled out of the stairs.
The movement is just between breaths.
An Jing just glanced at Bian Lu suspiciously. Bai Tiao saw the opportunity, stood up and rushed downstairs.
"Chase! We must catch him alive!" An Jing said hatefully, and rushed up with a gun in hand, starting a chase in the corridor.
The faster she ran, the louder her footsteps became. An Jing took aim and shot Bai Tiao in the calf.
After all, she was old and her strength was running low. She collapsed to the ground after just a few steps. An Jing chased her and just as he was about to pull out the handcuffs, the fire door at the corner of the stairs opened, and a burly man, also a man with a crew cut and a baggy suit, rushed out, wielding a bowling bat and striking An Jing in the head.
The cries passed by, tearing the air.
Can't dodge, it's too fast! An Jing was hit so hard that he saw stars and was in a trance for a moment. He almost couldn't hold the gun steadily. He only felt a hot current flowing down his forehead, his right eye was blurred, and his ears were buzzing.
"An Jing——" It sounded like someone was calling him from somewhere far away.
An Jing leaned against the wall, his head groggy, half his face soaked in blood, and his breathing heavy. But he knew the person coming was Bian Lu.
Bian Lu was a bit slow, rushing down and shooting him in the head first! He sent the buzz-cut man away. He glanced at the injured An Jing and was instantly enraged.
He kicked out, as fast as a leopard, and the man surnamed Bai's chest was kicked so hard that he spat out a mouthful of blood!
"By the way..." An Jing tried to stop him, his whole body swaying, his voice weak and ethereal. "No, let her die. Take her back... for trial. She has a special status, we can't kill her."
Bian Lu hurriedly hugged him, his face full of worry. An Jing leaned in his arms and gasped, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. Rest for a while, rest for a while." Blood almost soaked half of his shoulder.
Bian Lu was in a state of panic, but fortunately someone came down from upstairs to support him. He said that this was Bai Tiao, and put his arm around An Jing's waist and tried to take him downstairs.
"Let go... Don't carry me like a princess, it's embarrassing." An Jing muttered, pushed him away, and grabbed the stair railing with his bloody hands. He staggered and walked down the stairs slowly in a daze.
"Okay, okay, I'll carry you." Bian Lu took his hand, finally avoiding being rejected again. An Jing closed his eyes, breathing weakly, and fell silent, with his head drooping on his shoulder.
Only the stern shouts of subduing the prisoner came from upstairs.
The stairwell was quiet, even cold and silent, with only the sound of Bian Lu's footsteps echoing, and the sound of dripping, dripping, dripping, which was the sound of the blood on An Jing's forehead hitting the floor tiles. Even his breathing became increasingly thinner.
"An Jing, An Jing? You're not allowed to sleep." Bian Lu was a little panicked. "Come and chat with me."
"Fuck. You're so annoying... I'm so sleepy." An Jing said slowly, his tone sounding very heavy. He was completely distracted, and he seemed to have no strength left. He almost slipped down several times, and was lifted up by Bian Lu and pulled onto his back several times before he was able to stabilize himself.
"You are not allowed to sleep." Bian Lu frowned and said, "I want to hear you sing, please sing. Anything is fine, just to wake you up. If you fall asleep... I, I won't be able to wake you up later. Who will I complain to? Come on, sing."
"Okay... I'll satisfy you, you psychopath." An Jing's voice was weak, but his pitch was perfect. "Two tigers, love to dance... Little rabbit, be good and pull the carrots. The little duck and I are learning to walk..." He chuckled and continued, "Childhood is the most beautiful gift."
This children's song should have been a cheerful tune, but to Bian Lu, it sounded like a mournful song. He suppressed his resentment and said in a choked voice, "Again."
"Until we get downstairs," Bian Lu said. An Jing snorted. How could he not understand what Bian Lu meant? He moved his tired eyelids and whispered, "I really want to die like this. It's only a matter of time anyway. You don't know how tired I am of living."
"Singing, so what? Living as a human is tiring!" Bian Lu yelled at him, "Are you so relieved to be done with it all?! Have you ever considered my feelings? Your dad! Your ex-wife! Including all your exes!"
"Look, you people, oh no, no... the culture we believe in, don't live for yourself, you live for the so-called social scrutiny..." An Jing murmured, really impressed. Even with his brain smashed like this, he could still think about philosophical questions.
"An Jing..." Bian Lu's eyes were red, and he squeezed out a voice from his sore throat: "I don't know what you've been through... If you don't tell me, I won't ask. I only think of you. I only beg you, for my sake, just take pity on me and live on, okay?"
"Stop talking about life and death... okay?" Bian Lu almost begged.
An Jing let out a breath, which sounded like happiness, honor, and even more like exhaustion. He pondered for a moment and uttered a word "OK" that Bian Lu could clearly hear, his heart aching as if it were being cut by a knife.
——You are so willful, so I will be reluctant to leave you when I leave.
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