Chapter 51
On the way to take Lu Xuanzhou back to the court, Jiang Zouwei still maintained his usual style.
She held her head high and chest out, looking straight ahead while keeping her eyes on all sides. Therefore, she noticed that the further she walked in that direction, the more determined Lu Xuanzhou's eyes became.
"Although there are only a dozen sisters following me, I will never let them suffer with me!"
Lu Xuanzhou's words echoed in Jiang Zouwei's mind again. Such a sense of responsibility and spirit made her respect him. It also reminded her of the time when she and Wandi fought together long ago.
Lu Xuanzhou was no longer young. Wrinkles had formed on her face and hands, and her skin had lost its elasticity, seemingly clinging to her bones. Yet, she remained erect, her eyes bright and spirited, and she exuded wisdom and fortitude.
"Are you crying on purpose?" Jiang Zouwei asked, not really questioning her. Then, seeing Lu Xuanzhou nod without surprise, a woman as smart as her wouldn't just cry when faced with a problem.
"I'm very lucky to have met you guys. Originally, I just wanted to find someone who could talk. People like us with low status can't make an appointment. Unless we make a big deal out of it, they will never hear our voices." Lu Xuanzhou spoke more easily at this time than before. She didn't dare to say that she was brave and resourceful, but she also knew that brute force alone could accomplish nothing.
She uses some tricks but also lets go of her status. You can say she is shameless, but she wants to achieve her goal anyway.
"Very smart," Jiang Zouwei said. A smile flashed in her eyes as she looked at Lu Xuanzhou with admiration. She felt that he and Wandi were somewhat similar.
The two walked quickly and arrived at the destination, making prosecution easy. However, these were just superficial efforts; the actual situation depended on what was said from above.
"Just hand it over like that?" Lu Xuanzhou asked, feeling a little unsure. After all, one must be cautious. Although she had a feeling that these people were good people, she still had to be cautious in everything.
"Yes." Jiang Zouwei said concisely, "Next you just wait for notification." She had already talked to Wan Di about the news.
The two of them said goodbye, Lu Xuanzhou went home, and Jiang Zouwei went to meet up with Wan Di and the others.
Elsewhere, after Jiang Zouwei left, Wan Di and the others were also busy. Ji Wenxue was assigned to continue searching for information related to Masked Man No. 9.
"Did this Number Nine grow up eating salt? He's so idle, but he's stretching his hands too far. He's involved in construction, catering, and even medical care." Yao Si leaned next to Ji Wenxue to read the information and couldn't help but complain.
Wandi actually seemed delighted to hear this. A new emperor appoints new ministers, and now those people below him are completely unknown, so of course they can be more reliable than those within their own ranks.
She had been pondering what to do, but now that she had such a powerful handle, things could be done smoothly. "Medical treatment?" Wan Di responded, and immediately thought of Ying Zhao.
Ying Zhao was a brilliant doctor, and while she hadn't been stingy with funding or praise, her world was still just starting out and lacked much. If Ying Zhao could come here to conduct research, the equipment and talent would undoubtedly be much better. She also felt much more at ease with Ying Zhao at her helm.
So she had to think of a way to let Ying Zhao naturally enter here as a leader.
As the president, she could easily transfer people directly, but that would inevitably lead to dissatisfaction among the people below. Even if Ying Zhao could win everyone's trust, it would take time to prove it, and some people might be too old to handle it, prolonging the process. Therefore, she had to pave the way for Ying Zhao, ensuring that he was a convincing figure from the moment he appeared. She needed to think about how to achieve this.
"Hey, wait a minute, Wenxue, look here!" Yao Si shouted and shook Ji Wenxue's shoulders, and Ji Wenxue almost threw her fingers away.
"Hmm... well, stop it. Don't get excited. This one?"
"No, no, no, the one in front." Yao Si turned the page forward by himself.
The photo was placed before her, but Ji Wenxue looked at it from left to right and couldn't make out anything. "What's wrong with this one? Isn't it just an ordinary party photo?"
Yao Si smiled smugly and pointed his finger at a place. "The photo is ordinary, but the person is extraordinary. Look, in such an important public place, there's a person with a cigarette between his fingers!"
Smoking in public places is strictly prohibited, not to mention the new law enacted by Wandi, which has further aggravated the consequences of smoking. This masked man is a public official, so doing such a thing is an even greater crime!
"Sister Wanti, come here quickly!" Ji Wenxue understood immediately and called Wanti over with excitement.
Wandi also smiled after seeing this. "Well done. Wenxue, please send me the photos right away."
"Okay, I'll send it right away."
"By the way, how should we deal with Aunt Lu's matter?" Yao Si was curious.
"Send the lawsuit over, and we're sure to win in this situation." Wandi wasn't worried about this. She just wanted to take advantage of this to make the situation as big as possible so that she could perfectly complete the transition of public officials.
When Jiang Zouwei came back, he brought a card with him. "A masked man invited us to the Gunfight Experience Hall."
"Ah?" Yao Si and Ji Wenxue looked at each other, confused.
"They even specifically mentioned inviting Ying Zhao because the masked man's nephew was one of the minors who defrauded Ying Zhao. We're grateful to Ying Zhao for writing the letter of apology," Jiang Zouwei continued. "I just called Ying Zhao on the way here. He received the invitation earlier than us and is already on his way."
"Who would thank someone in the shooting range? You can tell they have bad intentions." Ji Wenxue muttered softly. She always liked to assume good intentions of others, but in this situation, only malice could explain it.
"Let's go. Are you afraid of him? At worst, we can just have a real fight. I want to see if this guy can brag and what his strength is." Yao Si rubbed his hands.
"You can also use a gun?" Ji Wenxue was surprised. Although she had been living with two sharpshooters, Sister Wan Di and Sister Zou Wei, she had rarely touched a gun, let alone fired one.
Yao Si felt like he was being stepped on by this question, and his momentum suddenly weakened. "Hehe, I'm not very good at it. I've only played with toy guns, but Wan Di and Sister Zou Wei must be able to do it!"
As she spoke, everyone looked at Wandi, waiting for her to make a decision.
"Walk."
Everyone followed Wandi and soon arrived at the agreed place. Ying Zhao arrived earlier than them and ran over as soon as he saw Wandi in the front.
Wandi looked around and saw two men, one large and one small. Although the masked men's genders were unclear and their voices were altered, she was still able to discern their identities from the details. It was Number Nine, who was in cahoots with the Ping An Group.
The people on the other side were also observing. My nephew had pulled some scam and, unfortunately, got caught. Luckily, there was another guy with him, and StarCraft wanted to pay back all the money before he'd be released. It wasn't a huge sum, but I felt bad about giving it away for no reason, so I negotiated with the other guy to pay it back.
That lousy lawyer even threatened to take personal consequences. Haha, what consequences? My nephew's school recently started checking student information for some reason, and he was politely told to go home and rest for a few days. He had to sign a letter of apology before he could go. His family kept pestering him to help resolve the issue, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he contacted the client directly.
Unexpectedly, he found an unexpected surprise. One of the parties involved, Ying Zhao, was actually related to the new president of the planet. He thought of solving the two problems together.
Since we need to settle our grudge, there's no better place to do it than in a shooting range. Guns are blind, so even if something unexpected happens, it's understandable.
Number Nine narrowed his eyes, watching the five people approaching from a distance. He didn't know if he hadn't noticed them before, but today he realized how tall they were. He was about to make a harsh remark, but when he found himself looking into Wandi's eyes, he had to look up like an idiot, and his momentum suddenly weakened a lot.
He tucked in and turned his gaze to the target beside him, "Come here and warm up first?"
If it's difficult to talk, just don't say anything. It's not the right thing to do to take action.
Wandi and four others behind him, dressed in dark clothes, approached like a dark cloud carrying an intimidating presence. Wandi looked down at Number Nine and said, "I'm in a hurry. Let's skip the warm-up. Let's just get straight to the point."
"Uh..." Number Nine frowned uncomfortably, "That Ying Zhao, I need a letter of apology. Come out and compete with me, and give it to me if you lose."
"You are so rude. You only said you lost. What would you say if Sister Ying Zhao won?" Yao Si jumped out and said dissatisfiedly.
"Tsk," Number Nine sneered. He'd picked on Ying Zhaobi, naturally because he knew he wasn't any good. He'd probably never even touched a gun. With someone of his skill level, he couldn't imagine losing.
"I'm betting on your position." Eventi suddenly spoke up. Number Nine was about to ask something else when Eventi continued, "If you win, you'll voluntarily step down as the Masked Man."
Number Nine was a little hesitant. Although he was very confident in himself, he thought the stakes were a bit too high.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Yao Si provoked again and looked over with disdain.
Number Nine was aroused and agreed on impulse.
"Since you chose our Ying Zhao, I want him to compete." Wandi pointed at the child next to Number Nine. "It's more interesting to have two people of similar skills compete, isn't it?"
Number Nine wanted to refute, but didn't know what to say. In the end, he swallowed his pride and "pushed" for a while, and finally agreed on the mode of the game.
It was still Ying Zhao and the kid holding the gun, but both of them were blindfolded, and the other person controlled the other's body to complete the shooting. This was much more difficult, and it didn't cause the two novices to shoot randomly like headless flies.
Ying Zhao had never touched a gun before, and although it wasn't a cold weapon, he could feel the coolness of the surface in his hand. His eyes were covered, deprived of his vision, but he could still vaguely feel the sunlight shining down, a warm red before his eyes, but he still couldn't see anything.
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