Except for the photographs, Su Zhantao had found several other pieces of evidence, including the ropes used to bind him. Having seen to these matters, he approached Zhang Yang, but the moment he arrived, Zhang Yang pulled him into a small side room.
“Zhang Yang, what is it?” Once inside the cubicle, Zhang Yang immediately secured the door for the time being, as Su Zhantao urgently asked. “We can’t get out right now; we’ll talk later!” Zhang Yang shook his head, then looked down at the policeman who lay unconscious on the floor.
This officer must be the political commissar Yang Ling had mentioned; if it weren't him, so many people likely wouldn't have been alerted. The gathering of police outside was growing, many of them armed.
Su Zhantao stood by the door, listening intently for a while. While he was monitoring the noise outside, Zhang Yang moved to the side of the collapsed officer and inserted several silver needles into him.
Su Zhantao’s kick had indeed been vicious; without immediate attention, the man would be in mortal danger. Teaching him a lesson was one thing, but allowing him to die would bring trouble to Su Zhantao as well.
Killing someone and teaching them a lesson were absolutely two different concepts. Fortunately, with Zhang Yang present, this man couldn't die even if he wanted to; the country was about to gain another eunuch.
“Zhang Yang, did you bring your phone?” After listening for only a short time, he understood why Zhang Yang didn't want them to leave. Someone outside was already shouting for them to surrender, specifically demanding that they not harm Political Commissar Niu—that unconscious man on the floor.
The voice outside was commanding and persuasive, like that of a negotiation expert. Regrettably, Su Zhantao wasn't paying attention to the speaker; instead, he took Zhang Yang’s phone and made a call.
“Dad, I’m in some trouble here; I was kidnapped today!” As soon as the call connected, Zhang Yang turned back in astonishment. He never would have guessed that Su Zhantao would call his own father.
Calling his father. The very first sentence was, "I was kidnapped." No matter what this father's status was, he surely wasn't happy at this moment.
Protecting one’s own—that was the instinct of every living creature. Even grown children remain their parents' children.
The call lasted a full five or six minutes before Su Zhantao hung up. He briefly explained the situation, directly stating that someone had tried to assault Yang Ling’s sister.
The Su family had already accepted Yang Ling. They weren't married yet, but they were at least in a relationship, making them future in-laws.
When a relative of his future in-laws was nearly harmed on their own turf, Su Shaoqiang’s mood couldn't be good either. “Xiao Rui, don’t worry.
No matter who these people are, I will make them pay a heavy price for this!” Returning the phone to Zhang Yang, Su Zhantao walked over to Yang Rui and comforted her softly. As he spoke, a trace of killing intent accompanied his words.
At this point, Zhang Yang somewhat understood why he had gone straight to his father with the matter. For a man, being unable to protect his woman was a deeply humiliating experience.
Yang Rui wasn't his woman, but she was the sister of his woman. This made the situation even more intolerable for him; it touched a vital nerve, crossing his absolute boundary.
He intended to escalate this incident completely. “Hu Nai, why are so many of your men carrying guns?
Where is your supervisor?” Outside the precinct, Chang Feng, Long Feng, and Huang Hai had finally arrived. Upon entering, they immediately sensed something was wrong inside.
When they saw the sheer number of armed individuals, Chang Feng’s expression changed instantly. He knew that both Su Zhantao and Zhang Yang were inside, and he was now privy to their identities.
If anything happened to either of them while they were here, it would trigger a massive upheaval across Changjing, the consequences of which he dared not even contemplate. At this point, he couldn't hold back; he started shouting immediately.
“Director Chang!” A man emerged from among the police officers. He looked somewhat imposing and called out to Chang Feng in surprise.
“Bureau Chief Liu, order your men to withdraw immediately, right now!” Seeing the man before him, Chang Feng let out a small breath of relief. He recognized this person; they had attended the same training session.
This man was a bureau chief of a precinct. He vaguely remembered Bureau Chief Liu worked at a precinct, but he couldn't recall which one.
There were so many precincts across the province, and the training had involved so many people; simply remembering the name was a feat. “We can’t withdraw!
Political Commissar Niu is still inside, and word is he was taken hostage and severely injured!” Bureau Chief Liu immediately shook his head, looking very troubled. “I don’t care about any Political Commissar Niu, pull your men out now, especially those carrying weapons!” Chang Feng’s tone grew sterner.
Having so many guns pointed inside put Zhang Yang and Su Zhantao in extreme danger. The mere thought of what might happen to the two of them made Chang Feng dizzy.
He couldn't worry about any political commissar inside at the moment. “Director Chang, Political Commissar Niu is the nephew of Chief Niu!” Bureau Chief Liu looked directly at Chang Feng, then suddenly sighed and said quietly.
Chang Feng froze momentarily. He understood Bureau Chief Liu’s implication perfectly: the hostage, Political Commissar Niu, also had significant backing.
He was the nephew of Chief Niu, the Executive Deputy Director of the Police Department—a real power broker within the department. Someone like that was someone even Chang Feng couldn't afford to offend.
“I understand. I will contact the Deputy Director immediately.
Your men don’t have to withdraw, but put away the weapons right now. I warn you, if those two inside lose even a single strand of hair, you will not be able to bear the responsibility!” Chang Feng spoke slowly to Bureau Chief Liu.
This manner of speaking was contrary to his nature, but for the safety of Zhang Yang and Su Zhantao, he had to do it. If he didn't issue a stern warning, the man wouldn't grasp the gravity of the situation.
After speaking, Chang Feng called the Deputy Director. The Deputy Director was the one who held Chang Feng in high regard; this Director was the true head of the Police Department, without the "Deputy" title.
Chang Feng didn't dare hide anything from the Director. He directly revealed the identities of the two men inside and briefly explained the cause of the incident.
While he was on the phone, Bureau Chief Liu finally gave the order: all personnel were to lower their weapons. Chang Feng’s intimidation had a certain effect.
Chang Feng was, after all, someone from the Department headquarters; whoever could make him so anxious could not be simple. Chief Niu was untouchable, but perhaps others weren't.
The Bureau Chief could only consider himself unlucky to be caught up in this mess and would try to minimize his own liability. Long Cheng and Huang Hai watched everything in silence.
Yang Ling, however, was extremely anxious and tried to rush in several times, only to be held back by Huang Hai. Chang Feng was from the Police Department headquarters; if his intervention was insufficient, these men stepping forward would be useless.
Unless they contacted their own powerful connections, the process would be too slow. It was better to wait for Chang Feng to resolve it.
One phone call from Chang Feng threw the entire Police Department into chaos. Bureau Chief Liu quickly received a call, directly from the Deputy Director: everyone was to withdraw, and the people inside were to be allowed to leave.
Bureau Chief Liu’s mention of Political Commissar Niu’s possible injuries was futile. The police dispersed as quickly as they had gathered.
Chang Feng and the others finally entered the office. Seeing that Zhang Yang and Su Zhantao were unharmed, the anxiety that had gripped Chang Feng’s heart finally eased.
Yang Ling rushed to her sister’s side, immediately noticing that something was very wrong with her. Yang Ling asked anxiously.
Yang Rui just sobbed. Soon, both sisters were weeping together.
“You’re in. Have the people outside left?” Zhang Yang asked Chang Feng with a smile.
He had already heard the outside forces retreat, but he asked deliberately. “Yes, let’s get out of here quickly.
No matter what you cause trouble for, causing it at a police station and injuring someone means even if we were right, we could look wrong!” Chang Feng nodded and said, glancing at the man lying on the floor. “Brother Chang, rest assured, we will always be in the right.
I don’t care who he is, this man is finished!” Su Zhantao said viciously. He had already secured the evidence and wasn't afraid of a lawsuit; moreover, he was genuinely in the right regarding the matter.
A man who would frame someone so casually and dare to assault a girl in his office—Su Zhantao didn't believe he hadn't engaged in other wicked deeds. This time, he intended to deal with this man thoroughly, to the point of ruin.
“I know. Let’s talk once we’re outside!” Chang Feng said again.
Su Zhantao walked out with him, but not before returning to kick the man twice more. The group left without any police stopping them; every officer had received the Bureau Chief’s order.
They found the order strange, but they had to execute it. After they departed, the police at the precinct immediately discovered the unconscious Political Commissar Niu and rushed him to the hospital.
Meanwhile, the Police Department headquarters was in an uproar. All the leaders of the department were gathered, deep in discussion and deliberation.
The news Chang Feng reported was undoubtedly a bombshell, leaving everyone stunned and slow to react. “Deputy Director, word from the hospital confirms that Niu Qian’s lower body injuries are extremely severe.
He requires surgery, and it will involve ablation!” As they were discussing, someone answered a call and immediately made the report. Niu Qian was the man Su Zhantao had stomped unconscious.
Everyone knew what kind of injury he sustained, and upon hearing the report, they instantly understood what had happened. “Nonsense!
This is absolute recklessness!” Someone suddenly shouted in anger, drawing the eyes of everyone else. It was Deputy Director Niu.
Hearing that his nephew required surgery to remove his genitals, he immediately lost control and shouted. “Deputy Director Niu, Qian Qian offended a Young Master this time!” Someone quickly reminded him of the identity of the person his nephew had provoked.
“So what if he offended a Young Master? Can a Young Master act recklessly?” Deputy Director Niu glared back, shouting his displeasure.
“One Young Master, and you call it recklessness? But two Young Masters—can you still call it recklessness?” The Director cast a look of dissatisfaction at him and asked softly.
Deputy Director Niu paused slightly, then recalled Chang Feng’s earlier report. There wasn't just one Young Master at the police precinct this time; two young masters together amplified the implications far beyond simple addition.
To dismiss their actions as mere youthful folly was to directly insult two very powerful figures. ………… Fourth update, bonus chapter, seventy-five chapters remaining.
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