Chapter 14
The arrest operation almost resulted in an irreversible accident, which made Jin Hong and others feel a little scared.
After having his team members handcuff the two suspects and send them back to the police station, Jin Hong walked to the stall and personally thanked Rong Jing.
After experiencing this, Yuan Siyu looked at Rong Jing with even more passion in her eyes.
The fortune teller was accurate, had immense fighting power, and calmly provided them with a photo of the man in the rain gear.
Rong Jing played an absolutely important role in this arrest operation.
He looks so young, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful.
Yuan Siyu gestured for Liu Liu to move aside, freeing up half a chair for her to squeeze into. She rested her elbows on the table, her eyes sparkling, "Little Taoist Priest, please count one for me too."
When business comes to him, Rong Jing will certainly not refuse it.
A pleasant sound of payment notification came, Rong Jing curved his eyes, and his mouth became sweeter, and asked her: "Sister, what do you want to calculate?"
Yuan Siyu was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, saying, "Marriage, let's call it marriage. I recently met a pretty good man on a blind date, and I have a good impression of him."
Rong Jing picked up the tortoise shell with swift movements and quickly spread out the copper coins. He fixed his gaze on it and pointed at it. "The upper part is Qian and the lower part is Xun. The wind blows across the world, and all things meet. This is the Tianfeng Gou hexagram, the line nine and two."
Yuan Siyu felt dizzy after hearing this, as if she was back in high school math class. She quickly asked, "What does this mean?"
"What it means is that when you don't know him well—" Rong Jing put away the tortoise and looked into her eyes, "you should be wary of him."
Stay alert?
As a police officer, Yuan Siyu is quite familiar with these four words.
Moreover, she was a person who tended to overthink things, and at this moment, some strange suspicions she had about her blind date instantly overwhelmed her good impression of him.
She frowned, but didn't say much, just said: "Okay, I understand."
It was getting late, and the fortune-telling was done, so Yuan Siyu decided to send Liu Liu home. Before leaving, Mo Jingtong handed her a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Meeting Yuan Siyu's puzzled gaze, he shrugged and said, "Liu Liu bought it and has already paid for it."
Liu Liu smiled and nodded when she heard that.
Seeing this, Yuan Siyu didn't bother to be polite. She put her arm around Liu Liu's shoulders and said goodbye to the two stall owners.
All the policemen left, and the crowd that had gathered there due to the accident also gradually dispersed. Only a few people looked at Rong Jing curiously and took out their phones to secretly take pictures.
Mo Jingtong gave Rong Jing a thumbs-up and whispered, "Rong Jing, I calculated with my fingers, you are going to be famous."
Rong Jing saw that there were quite a few customers gathered at his stall and said with a smile, "You're not bad either."
Mo Jingtong chuckled twice and went back to work.
As night falls, the street lights gradually light up.
A black Cullinan was parked on the side of the street. Song Qing, sitting in the driver's seat, stretched his neck to look out the window and said in surprise, "It's not the weekend today, why are there so many people on Changhua Street?"
The big man passing by Cullinan overheard this, but he didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he explained in a very familiar manner: "Dude, it seems you don't know that a big thing happened on Changhua Street today."
Seeing him talking, Song Qing immediately became curious: "What's the big deal?"
"Just half an hour ago, two suspects followed a girl and held her hostage at knifepoint."
"Hostage?" Song Qing's pupils suddenly widened. Thinking of Rong Jing still being in Changhua Street, he couldn't help swallowing and asked anxiously, "Is everything okay?"
The big man hesitated for a moment: "Are you asking about the hostages or the criminal suspects?"
Song Qing: “?”
The big man seemed to realize he'd asked a stupid question and immediately gave a silly smile. "Except for the suspect, everyone's fine. You don't know, that fortune-teller on the corner had a knife at stake, but he didn't panic at all. He punched the suspect so hard that he lost his mind."
Street corners, fortune tellers, and children.
Several key words all point to Rong Jing.
Song Qing cried out and quickly turned around to look at Xie Changshi.
Xie Changshi's eyebrows knitted slightly, and he looked a little worried. However, when he opened the car door, he asked, "Is the suspect dead?"
Song Qing: “?”
Why are you concerned about the criminal suspect?
Is this reasonable?
…
The whole day was very fruitful, with two more business deals done. When Rong Jing followed Xie Changshi back to the car, she was like a little tail swaying from side to side, full of joy.
"Good evening, Special Assistant Song."
After greeting Song Qing warmly, Rong Jing paused as she bent down to sit down, then looked towards the passenger seat. "Cheng Puyu, you're here too. Good evening."
Cheng Puyu slowly poked his head out from his chair, revealing a face with heavy dark circles under his eyes. His eyes looked lifeless, and he looked completely ghastly. His voice was a little disjointed when he greeted him: "Good evening, Rongjing."
Rong Jing leaned over and clung to the seat, hesitantly asking, "What are you doing...?"
He had only seen cases where people's yang energy and vital energy were sucked away after being in close contact with ghosts for a while, causing them to become dazed and their mental state to deteriorate.
I didn't expect that ghosts would be like this?
He looked at Song Qing with some suspicion.
Could it be that Special Assistant Song did something to Cheng Puyu?
Just as I was wondering, Cheng Puyu spoke again quietly: "At work."
Rong Jing: “…”
Rong Jing felt a little sorry for Cheng Puyu. He had specially asked for the job opportunity, but he didn't expect that after just two days, he turned from a young man in his prime into an addict who seemed to have been drained of all his energy.
He changed the subject and asked Cheng Puyu, "Did Sister Duan contact you?"
Cheng Puyu shook his head.
It seems that there is still no news about Taoist Ling Xiao.
…
The next morning.
Rong Jing, who received the news from Yuan Siyu in advance, did not go to set up the stall, and Xie Changshi also postponed his working time.
At around nine o'clock, Yuan Siyu brought the team members, carrying a red banner and certificates of honor, and pressed the doorbell on the 16th floor of Yunjiang Bay.
Before this, Yuan Siyu had never thought that Rong Jing actually lived in such an expensive community. Because it was adjacent to Yunjiang, had a superior geographical location, and was named after the Xie family, the selling price was extremely high, reaching a high six-digit price per square meter.
"I didn't expect that you, young Taoist priest, are also a rich man." Yuan Siyu teased while handing the things to Rong Jing, "This is a commendation from our team."
After Rong Jing took the certificate, he flipped through it curiously and explained, "I'm not rich, I'm just hooking up with a rich man."
Yuan Siyu: “…Ah?”
The truly wealthy man walked out of the bedroom, raised his hand to push down the boy's alopecia that had become erect due to sleep, and said calmly, "Talk properly."
Then he turned to the stunned Yuan Siyu and nodded to introduce himself: "Hello, Officer Yuan, I am Xie Changshi, A Jing's guardian."
Yuan Siyu swallowed.
Is this Xie Changshi the Xie Changshi she was thinking of?
Just looking at his appearance and financial resources, it seems... real!
She gasped.
While Yuan Siyu was still in shock, Rong Jing had already begun showing Xie Changshi the banner in her arms. With bright eyes, she said to Xie Changshi, "Can we hang it up? Hang it in my room, okay?"
Xie Changshi replied, "Okay."
He knew Rong Jing's character. It was the first time he received a banner, and the novelty made him very happy.
It certainly won't spoil the fun.
Xie Changshi took the banner handed to him by Rong Jing and went to the second bedroom.
As soon as he left, the air around them seemed to become much more relaxed. Yuan Siyu glanced at the man's back, gave Rong Jing a thumbs up, and praised him in a low voice: "Your guardian is really handsome."
Then they talked about the rain gear man.
"These two are serial killers with numerous crimes."
The Rain Gear Man's real name is Zhang Bu. Twenty years ago, he and his best friend, the man who was knocked unconscious by Rong Jing with a chair, opened a slaughterhouse together.
One night later, the two men were drunk and hit a little girl on a country road. Because they didn't want to be discovered and have to pay compensation, they took the little girl away and brutally dismembered her body.
This experience seemed to turn on a switch in their hearts.
In the following year, the two men killed three young girls one after another.
However, due to the long time interval and limited investigation conditions, the investigators at the time did not connect the four events together, and naturally did not find out the truth.
Zhang Bu said that the slaughterhouse business was getting worse at that time, so he and his companions decided to find another way out and went to other cities. Therefore, they no longer dared to do things that were worse than those of animals.
Until recently, he accidentally opened a beheading video shared by someone else, and the criminal factor in his heart began to become active again.
So, he took advantage of the rainy night and set his sights on Liu Liu.
"At the time, Captain Jin felt that these two people's methods of committing crimes were very sophisticated. I'm afraid this wasn't their first time doing such a thing. I didn't expect it to be true." Yuan Siyu sighed a little and patted Rong Jing's shoulder, "Thank you so much this time-"
Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly said, "By the way, are you interested in applying for the civil service exam? We have a department in the police station that's perfect for you!"
The image of Cheng Puyu, who was half dead after just two days of work, popped up in Rong Jing's mind, and he shook his head decisively.
Yuan Siyu felt a little regretful.
But considering Rong Jing's conditions and abilities, it's normal that he is not interested in special departments.
"Okay, that's it. I won't disturb you from setting up your stall. I'll leave first."
Rong Jing waved to her, watched her leave, then walked towards the second bedroom, saw the hanging banner, and took pictures.
There weren't many people in his circle of friends, but he still posted the photos excitedly.
Special Assistant Song looked at the hand in the photo that was adjusting the position of the banner, and while giving a thumbs-up, he sighed:
When did their Mr. Xie do this?
"What are you looking at?" A shadow fell overhead, and a familiar voice with a nonchalant tone reached his ears. Song Qing took the initiative to hand over the phone, "Look at Mr. Xie hanging a banner for love."
Then he glanced at the phone in Lu Yunji's hand, the screen flickering, which looked like it was a short video app, and asked curiously, "What is Mr. Lu looking at?"
Lu Yunji said "oh" and put his phone on the table: "Watch Xie Changshi's precious son who disappeared for twelve years fight against the criminal suspect."
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