83: Zhang Zhenlin's opportunity

"Hmm, I'm at Scala. Come over now," Qin Yang replied.

Then the two hung up the phone.

The person Qin Yang called was none other than the Police Officer Zhang Zhenlin, whom he had met a few days ago regarding his Maternal Uncle's matter.

Later, when Second Bao was taken out, this Zhang Zhenlin had unknowingly contributed as well. Now that something like this had happened on his turf, it was clearly a case that could yield huge benefits. By seeking out Zhang Zhenlin, Qin Yang was returning the favor and giving the kid a taste of the sweetness. As the saying went: you help me, I help you. This was Qin Yang's style of doing things.

After receiving Qin Yang's call, Zhang Zhenlin had a premonition that he was about to hit the jackpot. After all, if someone of Qin Yang's status called it a "good thing," it was definitely something extremely beneficial for him.

Thus, it took Zhang Zhenlin less than half an hour to arrive at Oriental Scala.

Upon arriving, Zhang Zhenlin called Qin Yang.

Qin Yang arranged for a Death Warrior to escort him to the private room.

However, as soon as Zhang Zhenlin stepped into the private room, he was shocked by the scene before him. On the marble floor, several young men, looking like bloody gourds, were sprawled on the ground, wailing. Bloodstains were everywhere, making him wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

"Come and sit!" Qin Yang said, waving his hand when he saw Zhang Zhenlin.

Zhang Zhenlin swallowed hard and walked nervously to the sofa next to Qin Yang to sit down.

Then he asked in a low voice, "President Qin, what is this..."

"Don't worry, it's a good thing. Here, do you recognize this?" Qin Yang first gave Zhang Zhenlin some reassurance, then threw a bag of flour in front of him.

The moment he saw the flour, Zhang Zhenlin's expression changed drastically, and he quickly picked it up to examine it.

"No need to look so closely. As you guessed, it is indeed flour. These assholes were selling it in my place." Qin Yang said, watching Zhang Zhenlin's focused expression.

"Then they deserve to be beaten! They deserve to die!" When Zhang Zhenlin looked at those people on the ground again, there was no pity in his eyes. Just a moment ago, he had thought someone was causing trouble here and had been dealt with so severely by Qin Yang. He hadn't expected them to be drug addicts. Compared to ordinary people, Zhang Zhenlin, as a Police Officer, detested drug addicts even more. He had many police friends who worked in anti-narcotics, some of whom had been killed by drug addicts.

Then, Zhang Zhenlin asked with some excitement, "Then, President Qin, what do you mean..."

"Exactly. We are friends now. Handing such a big case over to you is keeping the benefits within the family, so to speak."

"Thank you, President Qin! Thank you, President Qin!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhenlin felt completely reassured and kept bowing to thank Qin Yang.

Qin Yang waved his hand.

"Should I call for backup now and take them away?" Zhang Zhenlin asked, trying to calm his emotions.

"No rush. These few are just low-level dealers. Catching them will give you some credit, but it's a bit small. I've already extracted information about the big fish behind them. If you want to take them down, my people can help you. Of course, if you just want to get some credit, you can take these people away now," Qin Yang replied.

Qin Yang said this to test Zhang Zhenlin's courage and ambition. There was a huge difference between catching small fries and independently cracking a major drug trafficking case. If Zhang Zhenlin lacked the guts, there would be no point in cultivating him.

Zhang Zhenlin was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, then his expression hardened, and he said viciously, "I'll do it. The bold get fed, the timid starve. President Qin, thank you for giving me this opportunity and for your cultivation. I won't say more; just watch my performance in the future."

Qin Yang nodded with satisfaction, knowing that Zhang Zhenlin understood his intentions.

In a residential house on the outskirts of H City.

Five fierce-looking men were watching TV in the living room, one of whom kept glancing at the clock hanging above the TV.

"Third, is your cousin reliable? He hasn't finished distributing that bit of goods in two days?" After a while, one of the men asked with dissatisfaction.

The man called Third was questioned and immediately became unhappy: "You know how strict the Police Officer are these days. Why don't you go and try to see if you can finish distributing the goods in two days? It's easy to talk when you're not the one doing it. Didn't my cousin call today? It'll be done by tonight. Stop nagging."

"Alright, stop arguing. Be alert in a while. In our line of work, you can't trust anyone. Tell Rat outside to keep an eye on the surroundings. If there's any sign of trouble, we scatter and meet in S City. We brought so much goods back this time to make a fortune. Whoever dares to mess things up, don't blame the gun in my hand for not recognizing anyone!" At this moment, a voice interrupted their bickering.

"Understood, Brother Hui."

"Got it, Brother Hui."

Around eleven o'clock at night, a Toyota Camry quietly drove into the residential area.

In the back seat of the car, Qin Gang and Wang Chao were flanking a young man on the left and right. The man was hanging his head, a look of despair on his face.

Slap! Just then, the sound of a slap rang out. It was Wang Chao seeing that the man was listless and giving him a wake-up call.

"Don't mess things up for me. Follow the original plan in a moment. If you want to live, you have to cooperate. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead..." Wang Chao threatened the young man.

"Understood, Big Brother," the young man replied, looking up at Wang Chao.

When the Camry drove to a spot about ten meters away from the drug traffickers' lair, a figure suddenly darted out from the night.

The figure carried a flashlight and first flashed it at the license plate. Seeing that the numbers were correct, he cautiously approached.

"Xiao Tao?"

"It's me, Brother Rat," the young man in the car replied, opening a crack in the window.

"No tail behind you, right?" the person called Rat asked again.

"No, Brother Rat. Everything is safe."

"Alright then, go on in. Brother Hui and the others are waiting for you inside." Seeing that it was indeed one of their own, Rat relaxed his vigilance slightly and replied.

Just at this moment, the window of the Camry was slowly rolled down. Before Rat could react, a large hand precisely clamped onto his neck.

Rat instinctively wanted to struggle and scream, but he found that his struggles were completely useless against this large hand. A few seconds later, Rat passed out from suffocation.

Then, with a wave of the large hand, Rat's body was thrown to the ground.

A few seconds later, the people sitting in the Camry all got out of the car.

They were Qin Gang, Wang Chao, Tie Niu, and Zhang Zhenlin.

"Officer Zhang, since we have confirmed the location of these drug addicts, we can take action. You just stay here and watch these two; leave the rest to us," Wang Chao said to Zhang Zhenlin.

"This... Brother Wang, they have guns on the other side. Are you sure you can handle it? Should I go too? After all, this is for my sake," Zhang Zhenlin replied.

"No need, we have our own ways. Just watch the two of them. We'll notify you when to come in," Wang Chao refused decisively. Just kidding, if he let him know about Qin Gang's invulnerability to blades and guns, that would really be something.