46: Confrontation with capital, a collision like a volcanic eruption

Gao Ze quickly handcuffed Zheng Yiren.

The gleaming rose gold handcuffs, when fastened to his own hands, made Zheng Yiren's face turn ashen with fright.

Although the guests at the banquet were not standing right next to Zheng Yiren and Gao Ze, their eyes were constantly observing the developments, and upon seeing Gao Ze pull out the rose gold handcuffs, their expressions all changed dramatically.

What on earth happened?

Gao Ze actually handcuffed Zheng Yiren?

Could it be that Zheng Yiren committed some crime?

Before the guests could even begin to speculate,

Zheng Yiren, who was sprawled on the ground, let out a pig-like scream and wail.

"Gao Ze, you can't handcuff me! My dad is Zheng Jiasheng! What right do you have to handcuff me?"

"You can't handcuff me, you can't handcuff me..."

With his hands cuffed, after a brief period of extreme panic, Zheng Yiren regained some of his senses and desperately clutched Gao Ze's thigh with both hands, refusing to let Gao Ze take him to the Police.

However, Zheng Yiren's actions were futile.

He discovered that Gao Ze's strength was astonishingly great; with a gentle tug, he easily pried away the hands that were clinging to his thigh.

"Dad, save me, save me!"

Upon realizing his obstruction was ineffective, Zheng Yiren could only look towards his father, Zheng Jiasheng, who was present at the banquet, and shrieked hysterically, pleading:

"Gao Ze is going to take me to the Public Security Bureau! You can't let him take me to the Public Security Bureau! I don't want to go!"

"Calm down, what kind of talk is this, yelling and screaming?"

Zheng Jiasheng had naturally witnessed Gao Ze's sudden arrest and attack on Zheng Yiren, and slowly walked from the central seating area of the banquet to stand before Gao Ze, doing his utmost to control his trembling and twitching cheeks, he said in a deep voice:

"Officer Gao Ze, what exactly happened that you need to handcuff and arrest my son, Zheng Yiren?"

"Did my son offend you? Or was there some oversight on my part? If so, I am willing to apologize to you. Please, for my sake, let him off this time."

Zheng Jiasheng stood in front of Gao Ze, accompanied by three burly, tall bodyguards in black suits, their faces expressionless, completely blocking his path forward.

Moreover, Gao Ze had already realized that this old man, Boss Zheng, was speaking with malicious intent, subtly defining his arrest as a personal grudge.

The guests at the banquet looked at him with changed expressions, whispering softly.

"This Police officer suddenly arresting Zheng Yiren, it seems Young Master Zheng must have offended him."

"For a big tycoon like Mr. Zheng to be willing to humble himself before a small Police officer, he truly has character."

"..."

The low murmurs drifted into his ears, but Gao Ze's expression remained calm; he naturally wouldn't let Boss Zheng's few words turn the tide.

"Mr. Zheng, don't you know what your son has done?"

"Zheng Yiren committed murder and rape, a crime deserving of death. As a Police officer, after clarifying the case, should I not arrest him? Or should I let him get away with it?"

Gao Ze's gaze was sharp, and he looked directly into Zheng Jiasheng's eyes without reservation, then swept his gaze over the group of glamorous guests behind him.

"Or are you saying, Mr. Zheng, that by blocking me, you intend to shield your son?"

"Do all of you intend to defy the Public Security Bureau and shield Zheng Yiren, this rapist and murderer?"

In an instant,

The guests at the banquet, Sun Chaohui, Sun Shuai, and Liu Hong, the blond second-generation rich man who had previously offended Gao Ze, all changed their expressions and dared not meet Gao Ze's gaze.

Some quietly retreated, moving further away from Zheng Jiasheng and Zheng Yiren, no longer daring to block the path.

This was clearly not a personal grudge; it was a blood-stained case.

They certainly didn't want to curry favor with the Zheng father and son only to bring trouble upon themselves.

"Officer Gao, if you say that, what evidence do you have?"

Zheng Jiasheng took a deep breath, his face turning extremely ugly. He had not expected Gao Ze to expose his son's crime directly, without even attempting to maintain a facade of civility between them.

"Our Police have already obtained evidence of your son's crimes. If you wish to see it, come back to the Public Security Bureau with me!"

Mu Yu Rou's mobile phone had already been handed over to the Physical Evidence Identification Center by Gao Ze, in an attempt to recover the data within. However, without the results of the audio recording from the phone, it could not serve as evidence.

Only Shen Gang's capture of Zheng Yiren's confidant could serve as evidence.

But Gao Ze was not very clear about the specific situation on Shen Gang's side, so he could only ask Zheng Jiasheng to go to the Public Security Bureau with him.

"Officer Gao, that means you don't have evidence against my son in your hands."

A sharp glint flickered in the depths of Zheng Jiasheng's eyes as he stared intently at Gao Ze. Seeing this, the three robust bodyguards in black suits beside him immediately clenched their fists, each glaring at Gao Ze like a wolf or a tiger.

They were just waiting for a command.

It was likely these bodyguards would all rush at Gao Ze.

"Zheng Jiasheng, are you trying to snatch him away?"

Gao Ze's gaze sharpened. He wasn't afraid of these bodyguards, but he hadn't expected Zheng Jiasheng to be so bold as to try and snatch Zheng Yiren away after learning that he didn't have direct evidence.

Zheng Jiasheng said nothing, silently staring at Gao Ze and the wailing Zheng Yiren, seemingly scrutinizing and weighing his options.

At this moment,

The atmosphere in the banquet hall instantly became tense and rigid, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The guests at the banquet, realizing something was amiss, quickly moved away from Zheng Jiasheng and Gao Ze.

Zheng Jiasheng was a billionaire tycoon, and while Gao Ze was a minor Police officer, he had the vast machinery of the state and public authority behind him; neither was to be trifled with.

Just then,

A hearty laugh echoed through the banquet hall.

"Boss Zheng, if you want evidence, our Pudong Public Security Bureau can provide it!"

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Shen Gang led more than a dozen Pudong Criminal Police officers in uniform, entering in single file. Their dark leather boots stepped on the bright, exquisite carpet, and the bulging objects tucked into their belts were openly displayed.

Those were handguns!

Sun Chaohui, Liu Hong, and the others all held their breath and secretly swallowed their saliva.

Firearms were not uncommon to them, but this was the first time they had faced handguns in such a direct experience; the scale of the confrontation was quite significant.

"This person is the evidence."

Shen Gang led his men to Gao Ze's side, his eyes fixed on Zheng Jiasheng, and pointed to a young, thirty-something man with a buzz cut, who was being held and handcuffed by a Criminal Police officer beside him, saying:

"Boss Zheng, you should be familiar with this man."

"His name is Liu Jianping. He is a foreman manager under your Zheng's Shenghe Real Estate Group. He usually spends the most time with your son, Zheng Yiren, and could even be considered your son Zheng Yiren's lackey for public relations."

"Boss Zheng, do you know what Liu Jianping did today?"

The calm question, however, made every guest at the banquet prick up their ears.

These business elites, just by observing Zheng Jiasheng's increasingly grim expression, could immediately sense that there was a big secret involved.

"Liu Jianping, at your son Zheng Yiren's instruction, went to Mu Yu Rou's parents' home, attempting to steal Mu Yu Rou's relic, her mobile phone."

"After Liu Jianping was arrested by our Police, he personally admitted that it was your son who told him to steal it, demanding that he obtain Mu Yu Rou's phone from that year by any means necessary, because that phone contained evidence of his crime."

Shen Gang's tone shifted, and in his calm words, a deep anger was suppressed as he said:

"Boss Zheng, you know who Mu Yu Rou is, right!"

"This girl was the blooming young woman who was raped and murdered by your son Zheng Yiren while they were studying at the same high school that year."

"She was only eighteen years old back then!"