"I'm disgusted! All day long you're spewing lies, pretending to be honest when your own son is as ugly as a pig! He's not honest at all! He's full of petty schemes, and with that smug look of his, no wonder he can't find a girlfriend and will be a bachelor forever! Forever!" Ping'an yelled until his voice was hoarse.
"Ping'an! I'll fuck your mother! You deserve to be the child of a murderer your whole life, you deserve for your mother to betray your father, maybe your mother never wanted you anyway, you bastard with a father but no father to raise you!" Gao Xiaofei completely lost his mind.
This time, Ping'an didn't speak. He took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and lunged towards Gao Xiaofei's solid body.
"What are you doing, what are you doing! Oh my, you're grown men! Stop it, I'm calling 110!" Amidst the clashing and shouting, only Xiang Wanfeng's desperate voice could be heard.
There's nothing a barbecue can't solve. If there is, then add a bowl of lamb soup.
The two guys who hadn't exercised in a long time, after two hours of insults and brawling, finally alerted a group of young armed police officers playing basketball downstairs. So, with Xiang Wanfeng's "help," the two were finally separated.
Afterward, according to Old Qiao from the Municipal Bureau's office, who had heard the whole thing from beginning to end, revealed at a party after drinking too much, that night Gao Xiaofei even disclosed the dates Ping'an logged onto adult websites to watch videos. Ping'an, with a sense of loyalty, also "confessed" that Gao Xiaofei had diarrhea and soiled himself before a pursuit operation, and the criminal surrendered because he couldn't stand the smell. However, the most thrilling part was that, that night, Captain Xiang Wanfeng from the provincial department, took a lot of blows while breaking them up...
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On a late autumn night, a few skewers of grilled lamb kidneys and a bowl of lamb soup with chili can make anyone put down their work.
At an old lamb soup stall outside the Municipal Bureau, Xiang Wanfeng, with dark circles under his eyes, slurped his soup in small sips. To his left, Ping'an, with a clear bite mark on his face, nervously held a piece of sheep's blood with his trembling left hand. To his right, Gao Xiaofei's thermal shirt still stubbornly retained two buttons, and the cotton balls stuffed in his nose to stop the bleeding seriously affected his breathing, but he nonchalantly bit into a grilled lamb kidney.
"Eat well, drink well! My brother Yan repeatedly warned me before he left on his business trip, to absolutely not let you two scumbags get into trouble. A fist only hurts when clenched tight, what's the point of slapping yourselves in the face!" Xiang Wanfeng said, rubbing his increasingly sore eyes. "Young people just don't have the magnanimity. Xiaofei works day and night on the case, obtaining information and clues through official procedures step by step. You, Ping'an, get upset and act like a rogue, finding a place to sleep and not caring about anything. It was clearly your people who were supposed to investigate, so why are you resenting Xiaofei now?"
"And you, Gao Xiaofei, you've swallowed all your higher education. He's a consultant hired by the bureau, after all. Asking about the case openly and honestly is proper. You want him to follow the rules, and you want to share his findings, yet you haven't even thanked him. Ping'an came to argue with you, it was emotional, how could you initiate the physical contact?" Xiang Wanfeng grumbled endlessly.
"Ring—" Ping'an's phone rang. He took out his phone and saw it was An Jing, so he quickly answered.
"Brother, Lin Dang has been saved." An Jing said joyfully on the other end of the line.
"..." Ping'an didn't speak, his head bowed deeply. After a long while, he finally shouted, and that surge of emotion finally passed.
Gao Xiaofei, sitting nearby, had been eavesdropping and barely heard An Jing's voice. As his strength drained away, he slumped onto the ground.
"You've eaten and drunk, now go to the hospital. Don't delay. Don't worry about the case for now; there are no operations scheduled. You stay at home and behave," Xiang Wanfeng said with a sigh of relief, gently advising Ping'an.
Ping'an quickly tidied himself up and stood up, ready to leave.
Gao Xiaofei looked at Ping'an, wanting to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. Only after the other person had walked away did he sigh, grab a stool, and sit down again.
"It's okay, it's okay, they're young. In a few days, after a few drinks, none of this will matter," Xiang Wanfeng said with a chuckle, patting Gao Xiaofei on the back.
In the hospital room, Lin Dang rested with her eyes closed. A few minutes ago, she woke up from a long dream and was happy to find she was still alive. However, she felt a little disappointed and wronged because she hadn't seen Ping'an.
When An Jing tightly held her hand, Lin Dang finally emerged from the nightmare.
"Your brother almost tore down the police station for you," An Jing whispered comfortingly to Lin Dang. "It's good now, this secret is out, you'll have to call him 'sister-in-law' from now on!"
"What secret? Don't joke, where is your brother? I have important information," Lin Dang said weakly, struggling.
"I've already called him. He's on his way. You should rest first," An Jing said, patting Lin Dang's hand.
Outside the hospital room, Mei Qian watched from afar as Ping'an ran down the long corridor.
"How is she?" Ping'an asked breathlessly.
"She's out of danger, but she lost a lot of blood and needs about a month to recover," Mei Qian briefly introduced Lin Dang's condition to Ping'an.
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"It's okay, I'll take care of her, I'll take care of her!" Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He pushed open the hospital room door and tiptoed in.
The scene before him broke his heart. The lively young girl who had left home that morning had, in less than 24 hours, experienced harm, disappointment, despair, and now lay on the hospital bed, covered in injuries, making one's heart ache.
"Did I cause trouble for you again?" Standing before the hospital bed, they looked at each other. Lin Dang said softly, with a hint of apology.
She was so well-behaved it was unbearable.
Ping'an squatted on the ground and gently held Lin Dang's hand.
"No, you were brave enough. You can brag about this experience for a lifetime," Ping'an said, feigning composure and joking.
"I have some things I need to tell you urgently. I think it will help you solve the case," Lin Dang said, enduring the pain of her wounds and trying to sit up.
"No rush, no rush, take your time," Ping'an comforted her.
"I can't wait. Chen Nairong is about to die, and they want me to be buried with him. And, and I know where they are," Lin Dang said weakly.
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These short half-hours felt like an eternity to Lin Dang. Fortunately, she was a clever girl. She used the simplest language to convey the information she had gathered.
"Alright, this intelligence is very useful," Ping'an said after listening carefully to Lin Dang's words. "Girl, you've helped me a lot. With this, my deductions can be proven."
"Now listen to me. Afterward, the police will come to take your statement, perhaps Mei Qian, perhaps others. You should tell them the truth about whatever they ask, but I need you to postpone the statement until tomorrow afternoon," Ping'an said calmly. "The people behind this understand the police's habits too well. To completely take them down, I must act now. I need you to buy me at least 12 hours. So, be good and get some sleep. Your mission is complete, now it's my turn."
"Brother, do you really have to do this?" An Jing, who had been listening to Lin Dang's account, guessed what her brother was planning.
"An Jing, this case is really important to me. So, I hope you won't tell Mei Qian anything, don't say anything," Ping'an said after some thought. "If you hear that I've done something illegal, don't believe it. Believe me."
Seeing that her brother seemed to have made up his mind, An Jing nodded.
"Sleep. Time is short, I have to go now," Ping'an said, stroking Lin Dang's head.
"Come back safely. When you do, I want to learn how to use a slingshot from you. I think you look really cool when you use one," Lin Dang said, closing her eyes slowly.
"Okay! I promise!" Ping'an stood up, looked at Lin Dang, nodded to his sister, and quietly left the hospital room.
Outside the hospital room, Mei Qian was no longer alone. Gu Dashan, dressed in a police uniform, stood up from his chair in the hallway when he saw Ping'an emerge from the room.
"We need to take a statement from Lin Dang," Gu Dashan said coldly.
"She hasn't woken up yet and is in great pain. When she wakes up, you can ask," Ping'an said without looking at him.
"Ping'an consultant, I understand how you feel right now, but for the sake of bringing the criminals to justice as soon as possible, I hope you can cooperate," Gu Dashan continued.
"I told you, she hasn't woken up yet. When she does, you can ask," Ping'an said.
"I've already asked the doctor. Although she's weak now, she's out of danger and should be able to cooperate with us," Gu Dashan showed no intention of backing down.
"I'll say it one last time, she hasn't woken up yet. When she does, you can ask," Ping'an turned around, his eyes red, and stared at Gu Dashan. "She's in a lot of pain right now, and she finally fell asleep. If you dare to disturb her rest, as long as I'm still a reporter, I'll keep a close eye on you. You'd best not give me any leverage."
Gu Dashan felt that even a devil wouldn't dare to clash with Ping'an at this moment. The news of him beating Gao Xiaofei had already spread.
"Fine! We'll wait a bit longer," Gu Dashan clearly didn't want any trouble with Ping'an. He glanced at Mei Qian, who was playing innocent, and sat back down.
"Be careful that Lin Dang doesn't get silenced," Ping'an whispered to Mei Qian.
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere tonight," Mei Qian said decisively.
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Ping'an nodded at Mei Qian and left without looking back.
"Where are you going?" Mei Qian chased after him to ask.
"Going home to sleep!" Ping'an's voice echoed in the long corridor, and he had already disappeared.
On a dark and rainy night, on an empty street, a man wearing a hoodie and a baseball cap crossed paths with Ping'an, who had just left the hospital.
After passing through an intersection with a flashing yellow traffic light, the man got into a parked taxi.
"This card has one hundred thousand yuan in it. The promise I made to you before can no longer be kept," the man said with a firm tone.
"Brother, have you thought it through? You can't afford to mess with those people," the taxi driver said in a low voice, not taking the card.
"I've missed my chance once, and I can't miss it a second time. I'll catch all those people. Even if things are exposed, I'll go to jail, but I don't care anymore," the man said.
"Aren't you afraid?" the taxi driver turned his head, took out a handgun, and pointed it at the man.
"I'm not afraid. Are you?" To his surprise, the man was fearless. He waved the card in his hand and threw it directly in the driver's face.
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"Brother, you're not stupid enough not to understand the principle that clear water has no fish. For anti-drug work, prevention is better than cure. Look at Western countries; drugs can never be completely eliminated. If we control the quantity and channels, they won't spread. If drugs don't spread in society, they won't cause substantial harm," the taxi driver said eloquently. "Brother, control, control is the truth of fighting drugs!"
"I'm in a hurry to catch someone, so I won't listen to your nonsense. That Huang Sha from the special task force looks clumsy, but he's actually not stupid at all. Your selling out Wu An has basically been deduced by Ping'an. The special task force will probably find you in the next few days, so I suggest you turn yourself in. As long as you have a chance not to be sentenced to death, wouldn't it be better to live in prison?"
"Su Xia! You were the first to take the drug money at the drug scene, do you want to die?" The taxi driver pulled off his sunglasses and said fiercely.
"I'll bear the mistakes I've made. If you still care about us being brothers, don't deceive yourself!" A car drove from a distance and brushed past the taxi. In the brief exchange, the face of the man in the back seat was clearly seen - it was Su Xia.
"Brother, you should go!" The taxi driver took off his mask, revealing himself to be Hao Gang, the captain of the Riverbank District Public Security Bureau's Anti-Drug Brigade.
Getting out of the car, Su Xia stepped out with a relaxed expression. He looked back at his former good brother with shame and regret, saying, "Take care," before hurrying away.
A year ago, while directing the anti-drug brigade to solve a drug trafficking case, Su Xia was faced with millions of yuan in drug money at the scene. Hao Gang had instigated him to take a hundred thousand yuan for emergency use before others arrived.
In recent years, Su Xia's elderly mother had been in poor health, and he had spent all his savings on her treatment. However, his mother eventually passed away. At Hao Gang's instigation, Su Xia, in desperation, took the hundred thousand yuan. It was from the moment he privately took the hundred thousand yuan that Su Xia guessed Hao Gang had betrayed him to the drug dealers.
One hundred thousand yuan was merely a year's bonus in Ping'an's eyes, the price of a handbag for Fei Keqing's mother, who was a real estate mogul, or a meal for Chen Nairong to entertain his business friends. But in Su Xia's eyes, it was the trip his daughter had always dreamed of, the imitation leather bag his wife had looked at countless times but couldn't bear to buy, and the mother who might not have died if she had used expensive medicine sooner.
As a police officer, Su Xia had long disregarded his own life and death. However, he longed to make up for what he owed his family. Thus, for the only time, he trembling handed the stack of red hundred-yuan bills and quietly put them in his backpack.
Unexpectedly, this hundred thousand yuan did not bring him happiness, but endless nightmares.
When the "Niu Jian case" broke out and involved Wu An, Su Xia was the first to suspect it was related to drug trafficking. He wanted to catch the killer as soon as possible, preferably shoot them on the spot and make it an isolated case. Wu An's death made him even more terrified. Faced with Chen Nairong's generous hospitality, he repeatedly wanted to break through the facade and work from the inside and outside to pin all the blame on Gao Min. Ping'an was attacked, the Chen Nairong case was imminent, the murder case escalated to an explosion, and the assassination attempt led to a drug trafficking case. Chen Nairong, Ping'an, old friends one by one were drawn into the case, and the bottomless pool behind the case became even more murky under the cold autumn wind.
Su Xia, who had initially leaked information to Chen Nairong and violated disciplinary regulations, no longer cared about his own future. After being reported by name along with Ping'an, he was amused by the charges meticulously listed by the mastermind. It wasn't until Hao Gang, with a smiling face, came to boast that the boss behind the scenes promised to take over "half of the territory" of Chen Nairong's drug business that he suddenly realized he was a police officer, wasn't he? How had he embarked on the path of crime? Was his life's pride in criminal investigation truly going to protect criminals?
Holding onto the last shred of justice, Su Xia refused Hao Gang's offer and declared that he would not let them continue to act recklessly. Even if it meant mutual destruction, he would expose the mastermind. Later, after Ping'an unexpectedly gave him one hundred thousand yuan, he suddenly understood that his old friend had known everything all along. This money was both a reminder and a last chance for salvation.
That night, after returning the hundred thousand yuan, he felt much better. At this moment, he could no longer suppress the impulse of a police officer to solve the case.
In fact, in the past few days, Su Xia had already touched upon the "big fish." After learning from Gao Xiaofei that Gao Min, whom he had initially identified as the murderer, was indeed the mastermind behind it all, he followed the clues and discovered the cellar beneath the supermarket earlier than Ping'an, concluding that Chen Nairong must have been kidnapped by Gao Min. While Ping'an was rescuing Lin Dang all day, he first followed a habitual drug addict to the "distribution point," and then, through some disguise, found the upstream dealer. Just as he was about to find Gao Min's lair, his investigation was disrupted by Hao Gang's sudden "operation."
Former comrades and brothers, now parting ways and strangers.
The police operation shattered Su Xia's investigation. A phone call, a meeting, led to the scene in the rainy night taxi described earlier.
Now, after returning the money, Su Xia has entered a state of selflessness. At this moment, with no lingering concerns, he unleashed all his skills, determined to apprehend Gao Min and her gang.
"We need to find another distribution point and question a few small-time thugs," Su Xia muttered to himself as he walked in the rain.
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Su Xia had a clear target, and Ping'an was also about to make a big move. After returning home, Ping'an took a shower and then went straight upstairs to respectfully light an incense for his father.
"Dad, you said that when the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired. Now your son is about to solve a case and then go after a mastermind. I know you don't want me to take risks, but the current situation is like an arrow on the string. If I don't act, they will come for me, and who knows who will get hurt then," after lighting the incense, Ping'an took down a bow from the wall. This was a compound hunting bow, a prize his father had won at an international friendly competition in Russia. Unlike ordinary hunting or competition bows, this bow only required a draw weight of 20 pounds, less than 10 kilograms, to produce a power output of 70 pounds, or over 30 kilograms of impact force. In other words, not counting kinetic energy and armor-piercing force, it could be used like a 9mm handgun.
After adjusting the bowstring, Ping'an took out this quiver of arrows. There were only eleven arrows in the quiver, which were the competition arrows his father had used back then.
After taking these two items, Ping'an began to change the arrowheads. He unscrewed the arrowheads and took out a packet of black arrowheads from a hidden compartment in the wall cabinet. It turned out that ordinary competition arrows had unsharpened or lightly sharpened tips. To increase lethality, one had to replace the arrowheads. Ping'an had sharpened this packet of arrowheads himself, one by one.
As the guy was preparing to continue, Ping'an changed into a tracksuit. He put aside his usual leather backpack and tied a small black waist bag around his waist. The waist bag contained ten thousand yuan in cash, a folding knife, and a fully charged "senior phone."
"I thought I'd never have to do this again, but I didn't expect to have to go through it again. I hope my opponent this time will be easier to deal with," Ping'an said to himself in the mirror, recalling a scene from a few years ago when he had gone alone to confront a triad boss. He had almost died in the wilderness that time. If it hadn't been for Chen Nairong sacrificing his life to hold back that convoy, he wouldn't know how he would have died.
Now, things have changed. In just a few short years, the confidant who had desperately wanted to die for him was now on the opposite side. How tragic, how lamentable.
The night rain grew heavier, and the weather grew colder. Ping'an walked out of his house, mounted his motorcycle alone, and slowly put on his helmet, gently starting the engine.
"Nanzhuang? That's not a good place. The entire mountain has been turned into a cemetery. Ha! How unlucky!" Ping'an muttered to himself and then sped away from the residential area.
Outside the gate of the residential area, an old man collecting junk on an electric tricycle grumbled for a long time after seeing Ping'an rush out, then spat on the ground fiercely.
"Damn it!" the old man cursed and slowly disappeared into the rain and fog on his electric tricycle.
Nanzhuang, a township under the jurisdiction of the city, was where Nanshan, the highest peak in the city, was located, at the intersection of Riverbank District and the neighboring county. Because it was far from the city and the land was unsuitable for farming, a developer contracted a large tract of mountain land over a decade ago and transformed it into the city's largest cemetery.
After learning from Lin Dang that the mastermind behind this series of cases was hidden in Nanzhuang, Ping'an wanted to meet these people himself. Although he could have the police conduct a raid, after experiencing all this, Ping'an vaguely felt that these cases were not simple. While a police operation would undoubtedly be foolproof, it might ultimately lead to new puzzles. He had realized that only by going himself, without alerting the police, could he uncover more useful information and bring these tragedies to an end sooner.
So many people had died; this case should have a conclusion.