60: Chapter 60: A Mad Dog Bites – Kill the Cop First or the Dog?

The air pressure in the square was extremely low.

Lin Yuan's gaze locked onto Wang Hongfa's Adam's apple.

Three meters; in half a second, he could snap this fat man's neck, along with that police officer.

Lu Yan's muscles were already completely tensed.

Just at this moment.

A large pink figure suddenly darted out from behind Lin Yuan.

She rushed two steps in front of Lin Yuan, put one hand on her hip, and pointed her other finger at Wang Hongfa's nose, cursing loudly.

"Are you legally illiterate?!"

Tang Qiqi's voice was crisp.

"Do you understand that the burden of proof lies with the accuser? You're just making baseless claims that we swallowed your pork? Where's the evidence? Where are the pigs?!"

Wang Hongfa was stunned by this sudden, fierce barrage of shouting.

Tang Qiqi didn't give him any chance to catch his breath; she widened her eyes and stepped forward, pressing him.

"You don't have any evidence, right? Well, I can say something too!"

"You swallowed a hundred million tons of our pork!"

"Since there's no evidence anyway, who can't make things up?"

"If you can't produce it now, shouldn't you compensate us with your cheap life?!"

The group of onlookers, the wealthy people, were all dumbfounded.

A hundred million tons of pork?

The entire Dragon Kingdom only produces fifty million tons a year.

Captain Han Xue frowned. The force she used to press down on Wang Hongfa didn't change, but her eyes were filled with confusion.

Wang Hongfa was so angry his face turned purple; he trembled all over and roared:

"Bullshit! Where would Jiangcheng get a hundred million tons of pork!"

Lin Yuan looked at the fluffy pink back of the head blocking his front.

A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

He moved his fingers away from the seam of his pants.

Su Xiaonuan immediately understood and stepped forward.

She was wearing a black T-shirt today and a pair of flat sneakers.

"Officer, I am President Lin's secretary."

Su Xiaonuan handed over her phone, which displayed a clear photo of the contract.

"The contract is written in black and white. Wang Hongfa is greedy and insatiable; he detained the supplies and breached the contract first."

"We have already abandoned the supplies and are preparing to go through legal channels to sue him for damages."

She turned to glance at Wang Hongfa.

"As a result, he stormed a private residence with weapons today, attempting to cause harm."

"That counts as provoking trouble and attempted intentional injury, right?"

Unable to produce any substantial evidence, Wang Hongfa was completely drained of all strength by these two sentences from Su Xiaonuan.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed into the muddy water on the ground.

In the distance, the urgent sound of police sirens rang out again.

The reinforcements called by Captain Han Xue had arrived.

Two Iveco police cars screeched to a halt.

Captain Han Xue stood up and made a gesture with a cold face.

Four police officers swarmed up, roughly handcuffed Wang Hongfa, and dragged him directly toward the police car.

The other two ran over to check Wang Hongfa's van.

The moment the police car started, Wang Hongfa threw himself against the anti-riot iron mesh in despair and madness, roaring at Captain Han Xue through the car window.

"Investigate him!! Investigate him!!"

The roaring sound faded away with the police car, quickly dissipating into the air washed by the acid rain.

The wealthy people in the square breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to turn back to their respective villas to continue enjoying the air conditioning.

Captain Han Xue, however, didn't move.

Her gaze swept past the crowd and fixed on the light truck behind Zhang Qidong.

On the outside of the truck's cargo bed, the four characters "Official Special Supply" were clearly printed.

Currently, the entire city is under wartime lockdown, and supplies are extremely scarce. In Jiangcheng, only the core viral research institutions or frontline field troops are qualified to use "Official Special Supply" vehicles!

This place clearly didn't meet any of those criteria!

Captain Han Xue strode toward the supply truck.

Two bodyguards subconsciously tried to stop her but were forced back by her cold, sharp gaze.

She yanked open the slightly ajar cargo door, and a blast of cold air hit her face.

Inside the cargo bed, there was a whole pallet of steaks, crates of king crabs, and in the corner, several boxes of elegantly packaged red wine were stacked.

The neighboring civilian residential areas were being issued cabbage and dried noodles, with each family only getting one piece of pork.

Seeing that the situation was bad, Zhang Qidong immediately stepped forward.

He put on a smile that suggested he valued harmony for wealth.

"Comrade, you've worked hard. These are just the benefits that we, as major taxpayers, deserve."

Zhang Qidong smiled very naturally and conveniently pulled out a business card to hand over.

"Deputy Director Li from your Municipal Bureau and I are old tea-drinking buddies. He even called me last night, asking me to look after the stability of the residential complex."

The surrounding bald, pot-bellied wealthy people also nodded in agreement.

Captain Han Xue looked at the gold-stamped business card handed to her.

She raised her right hand.

Slap!

The business card was slapped away, flying into the air.

"Even if the King of Heaven himself came, you still have to show me the documents authorizing the deployment of this special supply vehicle today!"

Captain Han Xue's hand rested on the holster of her sidearm.

"If you can't produce the documents, this is illegal trading of strategic supplies! During the wartime lockdown, it will be treated as robbery of state supplies!"

The hypocritical smile on Zhang Qidong's face froze, then turned ashen.

He couldn't produce any documents at all.

This truckload of supplies was something he had spent three million in heavy bribes to intercept through corrupt high-ranking officials and have delivered to Cloud Top Palace.

He had originally intended to use these supplies to curry favor with the various wealthy people in the complex during the lockdown, integrating resources to build connections.

And then dominate the business world after the lockdown was lifted.

Captain Han Xue didn't wait for him to talk any more nonsense.

She directly ordered a police officer behind her to get on the truck.

"We are impounding the vehicle."

"When the lockdown ends, bring the documents and come find me at the Municipal Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team."

With police cars leading the way, the supply truck loaded with top-tier ingredients rumbled away from the Cloud Top Palace square.

The steaks and red wine were gone; the wealthy people who had been sucking up to him just moments ago changed their expressions instantly, cursing and scattering completely.

The "Homeowners' Committee dream" that Zhang Qidong had painstakingly cultivated became a joke.

Throughout the whole process, Lin Yuan didn't spare Zhang Qidong another glance.

He turned around, his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker.

"Let's go back," Lin Yuan said.

The women followed.

Zhang Qidong stood where he was, squinting as he watched the backs of Lin Yuan and his group.

...

Returning to the lobby of Tiangong No. 1.

The blast-proof door closed, completely insulating them from the heat outside.

Lin Yuan walked over to the sofa and sat down, looking at Tang Qiqi.

"Well done."

A rare word of praise.

Upon hearing this, Tang Qiqi immediately pushed her luck.

She hopped over to in front of Lin Yuan, her hands behind her back.

"Great Demon King, can we have Japanese food tonight? I want to eat bluefin tuna belly, and that sea urchin!"

A figure flashed by the side.

Qin Yumo grabbed the lace collar at the back of Tang Qiqi's neck and forcibly hauled her aside.

"You're eating so much raw, cold food; don't you know your period is coming soon?!"

A rare burst of light laughter erupted in the lobby.

Watching this scene, Su Muxue, whose nerves had been tight all day, relaxed a little.

"Follow me." Lin Yuan stood up and walked toward the elevator leading to the basement level.

The women followed him into the elevator.

With a ding.

The elevator door opened at the B1 level.

A wave of cold air, mixed with frost and the scent of wealth, rushed toward them!

Inside the underground cold storage, which covered several hundred square meters, the temperature was constant.

On the left were rows of huge metal shelves stacked with mountains of premium rice, vacuum-packed meat, canned goods, and medical supplies.

On the right was a specialized pool for live seafood and a refrigerated area for fresh vegetables.

Qin Yumo subconsciously touched the metal frame of the shelf, her fingertips feeling the icy texture and solid weight.

Lin Motong looked at the meat and swallowed her saliva.

Su Muxue walked to the medical supply area without a word, crouched down, picked up a box of antibiotics, and checked the batch number and expiration date.

"This is just the daily rationing warehouse."

Lin Yuan's tone was flat.

"As long as you're obedient, you won't be able to finish the things here even if you eat until you die."

Tang Qiqi stood there, her mouth hanging open for a long time.

"Sister Yumo."

"I suddenly feel that the Great Demon King isn't that scary every day."

Qin Yumo glanced at her.

"Shut up."

...

At this time.

Cloud Top Palace, Villa No. 3.

Zhang Qidong sat on the sofa in the living room and slammed the goblet in his hand onto the floor.

Glass shards splashed everywhere, mixed with red wine.

A nanny hurriedly knelt on the floor to clean it up.

Two black-clad bodyguards stood to the side with their heads bowed.

Zhang Qidong's chest heaved violently, his eyes bloodshot.

"It's all the fault of that guy named Lin Yuan, bringing the police over!"

He stood up abruptly and paced back and forth in the living room.

The glass shards under his feet crunched.

After pacing three times, his steps suddenly stopped.

Zhang Qidong walked over to the bookcase and pressed a switch in the hidden compartment.

Click.

The bookcase moved aside, revealing a hidden gun cabinet.

Inside were two Glock pistols and a short-barreled Remington shotgun.

Zhang Qidong took out the Glock and a silencer, weighed it in his hand, and tossed it to one of the bodyguards.

"Sneak over tonight and first figure out the structure and personnel configuration of his Tiangong No. 1."

He sat back down on the sofa, fingers interlaced, resting his chin on them.

"If you encounter resistance, kill them directly."