Chapter 387 Luring the Snake Out of Its Hole, A Net of Heaven and Earth
The two walked out of the courtyard and got into the car.
As the car drove out of the compound, Shen Qing finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into sobs.
"Dad, are we just going to let this go?"
Shen Weimin kept his eyes closed. "Otherwise what?"
"But……"
“There are no ‘buts’,” Shen Weimin interrupted her, “Do you know who Old Chen is?”
Shen Qing shook her head.
“He is a founding father of the nation, a person at the highest level.” Shen Weimin opened his eyes. “We can’t afford to offend him.”
Shen Qing bit her lip, "So we're just going to admit defeat like this?"
"Admit defeat?" Shen Weimin sneered. "We've already lost."
Shen Qing was stunned.
“From the moment I slandered Bai Xiuzhu, we lost,” Shen Weimin said. “The only thing we can do now is to cut our losses.”
Shen Qing's tears fell.
The car drove back to the Shen family home, and Shen Qing got out and ran into the house.
She stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.
Shen Weimin stood in the courtyard and lit a cigarette.
He took a deep breath, and the smoke dissipated in the night.
The Lu family's old residence, No. 1 courtyard.
Su Wantang sat on the bed, and Lu Jingyan poured her a glass of water.
"Have some water."
Su Wantang took the cup and took a sip.
"You did this on purpose today, didn't you?"
Lu Jingyan laughed. "What do you mean, intentional?"
“Deliberately ignoring Shen Qing,” Su Wantang said, “to embarrass her.”
“She brought it on herself,” Lu Jingyan sat down next to her, “who told her to slander you.”
Su Wantang put down her cup and leaned on his shoulder.
"Jingyan".
"Um?"
"Thank you."
Lu Jingyan turned his head and kissed her on the forehead.
"Nonsense, we are husband and wife."
Su Wantang smiled.
After sitting for a while, Lu Jingyan suddenly said, "Wantang, do you still remember Gao Jianjun?"
Su Wantang paused for a moment, then said, "I remember."
“He sacrificed himself while investigating the case,” Lu Jingyan said. “Zhao Dong is a traitor and must be brought to justice.”
Su Wantang raised her head and looked at him.
Lu Jingyan's eyes were very serious.
“I will have Shen Weimin hand over Zhao Dong, and then I will interrogate him myself.”
Su Wantang nodded, "I'll go with you."
Lu Jingyan took her hand. "Okay."
The two sat there in silence.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Wang Ma called from outside the door, "Miss, Madam wants you to come over."
Su Wantang stood up. "I'll go take a look."
Lu Jingyan followed her out.
The two walked into the main house, where Meng Wan was sitting on the sofa.
She stood up when she saw Su Wantang come in.
"Wantang, come and sit down."
Su Wantang walked over and sat down next to her.
Meng Wan took her hand and said, "I'm sorry you had to go through this today."
Su Wantang shook her head. "Mom, I'm fine."
“That father and daughter from the Shen family, they really infuriate me,” Meng Wan said. “They actually dared to slander your mother.”
Su Wantang smiled, "They've already paid the price."
Meng Wan sighed, "That's true."
She added, "Wantang, don't take it to heart. Your mother is a hero, and no one can change that."
Su Wantang's eyes felt a little hot.
"Thank you, Mom."
Meng Wan patted her hand, "Silly child, no need to thank me."
The two chatted for a while longer before Su Wantang returned to Courtyard No. 1.
Lu Jingyan was reading documents in his study when he saw her come in, and he put down his pen.
"What did Mom say?"
“It’s nothing,” Su Wantang walked over and sat down next to him. “He just comforted me.”
Lu Jingyan pulled her into his arms, "Wantang."
"Um?"
"Traitors, not a single one can escape."
Su Wantang leaned against his chest and whispered, "Yes, not a single one can run away."
On the other side, in Anxi Town.
The town's black market is hidden deep in the old street. Qin Zheng, using the alias Mr. Chen, is dressed in an elegant suit and wears a gold watch on his wrist.
He leaned against the entrance of the teahouse, smoke billowing from his nostrils as he squinted at the passersby.
"Mr. Chen, you've come again today?"
The teahouse owner poked his head out, a smile plastered on his face.
Qin Zheng flicked his cigarette ash. "What, do I have to report to you just because I'm here for tea?"
"No, no," the boss quickly waved his hand, "I'd love to have such a distinguished guest like you every day."
Qin Zheng took out a stack of ten-yuan notes and slammed them on the table.
"Spread the word for me,"
"Take Mr. Chen for example, he collects military supplies. Whether it's canned goods, cloth, or other things, as long as it's good stuff, I'll take it all."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. "How much?"
“This number,” Qin Zheng held up five fingers, “is five times the market price.”
The boss gasped.
Qin Zheng stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Remember, I only accept military-grade items; I don't want anything else."
He turned and left as soon as he finished speaking.
The boss's hands were trembling as he held the stack of ten-yuan bills.
The news spread rapidly in the black market.
Within two days, the entire town of Anxi knew that there was a big spender from Hong Kong who specialized in buying military supplies.
When Zhao Dong, the deputy director of the grain station, heard the news, his eyes lit up with envy.
He sat in his office, staring blankly at the teacup on the table.
The old stationmaster of the grain depot walked in, saw him like this, and frowned.
"Jianguo, you've seemed distracted lately, what's wrong?"
Zhao Dong quickly stood up. "It's nothing, it's just that it's been hot lately, and I haven't been sleeping well."
The old stationmaster stared at him for two seconds, then turned and left.
After Zhao Dong waited until he was far away, he immediately locked the door.
He pulled out an iron box from the bottom of the drawer and opened it.
Inside were several pocket watches, several gold chains, and several receipts.
These were all taken from Gao Jianjun's squad.
Back then, he received orders from his superiors that a reconnaissance squad was going to pass through Anxi Town, and he was tasked with finding a way to leak the information to them.
He did as instructed.
After the entire squad was wiped out, he went to the scene to collect the bodies and casually put these items into his pocket.
Zhao Dong touched those things, his heart pounding frighteningly fast.
He has never dared to take action over the years, fearing that he would be found out.
Now the opportunity has arrived.
The wealthy customers from Hong Kong Island are unfamiliar with the area. As long as you sell them something, they can take the money and run away, and no one can trace it back to you.
Zhao Dong thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible.
He repacked the items and locked them in the metal box.
The next evening, he found the teahouse owner.
"I heard there's a big boss from Hong Kong buying things?"
The boss nodded. "Mr. Chen, you're very generous."
Zhao Dong lowered his voice, "I have something good, can you help me make a connection?"
The boss rolled his eyes twice. "Okay, but you have to give me something in return."
Zhao Dong gritted his teeth and took out ten yuan.
The boss took the money. "Tomorrow night, at the abandoned factory outside town, you wait there."
Zhao Dong nodded, turned around and left.
Beijing, the old Lu family residence.
The phone rang three times before Lu Jingyan answered it.
"Commander, the fish has taken the bait."
Qin Zheng's voice came through the receiver.
Lu Jingyan tightened his grip on the microphone. "When did he schedule it?"
"Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, at the abandoned factory outside the town."
Lu Jingyan glanced at the wall clock. "I'll leave tonight."
After hanging up the phone, he turned and went back to his bedroom.
Su Wantang was sitting on the bed flipping through a book when she saw him come in and looked up.
"Qin Zheng's phone call?"
Lu Jingyan nodded, walked over and sat down next to her. "Zhao Dong has taken the bait."
Su Wantang closed the book. "When do we leave?"
"tonight."
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