Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 680 Unexpected Hostility

The burning sensation remained, and the immense energy still flowed through the meridians, but miraculously, all its destructiveness disappeared, becoming as responsive as an extension of its own limb, obediently following the energy flow path of the "Nine Yang Crimson Skill," and slowly beginning to circulate throughout the body.

The excruciating pain receded like a tide, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling, as if parched land had been nourished by sweet rain. As this gentle yet powerful energy flowed through, the damaged meridians were rapidly repaired and widened.

Two hours later.

Zhang Liyou's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, and a tangible crimson light flashed in the depths of her eyes, like a leaping flame, before disappearing.

She exhaled a long breath, carrying a faint, scorching heat.

"I succeeded... I actually mastered the first level of the Nine Yang Crimson Technique in one go?! This... this is simply unbelievable!"

Zhang Liyou muttered to herself, her face filled with barely suppressed joy and a hint of confusion.
"This divine skill doesn't seem as dangerous and difficult as the manual describes. Although it hurt a lot at first, later on... later on it became unbelievably smooth!"

Or is it that this martial art is perfectly suited to my personality, or perhaps... hmm, could it actually be a divine skill that can be mastered quickly?

Zhang Liyou almost doubted whether the warnings in the manual were just meant to scare people, since she mastered the first level in one go.

Amidst the surprise, a subtle thought surfaced in my mind.

She hurriedly opened her right palm, revealing a shard of mirror that was almost fused to her flesh, and held it up to her eyes.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the fragment seemed to have gotten a little thinner.

.......
On the other side, the Emerald Garden.

The bright yellow warning tape was raised and lowered intermittently, its shape as soft as its material.

Li Xiang looked at his "beloved car," which still had some mud spots on its body.

Beside him stood Zheng Geng, who had a solemn expression.

Upon hearing of his arrival, the latter immediately suspended the investigation inside the villa and blocked him at the door.

Zheng Geng claimed that Li Xiang was a prime suspect and demanded that he immediately recuse himself from the investigation and return to the police station for formal questioning to explain why his car was at the crime scene.

Li Xiang naturally didn't explain much to Zheng Geng, simply saying, "I've already explained it to Secretary Hou," to shut him down.

Zheng Geng naturally refused, displaying extraordinary toughness, and even wanted to order the constables to bring Li Xiang back to the station first. Unfortunately, Li Xiang still had considerable prestige in the police station.

The surrounding constables looked troubled and hesitated. After waiting for several seconds, no one stepped forward to make a move against their captain.

As the temporary person in charge of the case appointed by the Aircraft Maintenance Department, Zheng Geng theoretically had the authority to direct the entire police station during the investigation.

But the idea of ​​removing Li Xiang with just a few words is just wishful thinking.

In reality, when Li Xiang returned to his territory, Zheng Geng's power on paper naturally shrank by more than half.

Within the confines of this police station, Zheng Geng's words carried far less weight than Li Xiang's.

There is always a chasm between theoretical power and actual power.

"Humph--"

Zheng Geng let out a cold snort, his eyes fixed on Li Xiang, his tone utterly impolite:
"Captain Li, even if Councilor Wang believes you and is willing to vouch for you, this still goes against normal investigation procedures. Privilege cannot override procedural justice."

When I report back to the government later, I will truthfully report everything that happened here, especially your attitude and behavior.

He paused deliberately, emphasizing each word as he spoke:

"The matter concerns the disappearance of the special envoy, and the truth has been revealed. You can't simply report it privately to a certain member of parliament and easily clear yourself of suspicion."

I hope you understand this.

Then, Zheng Geng changed the subject, his tone clearly sarcastic:
"Don't think I don't know how your police station achieves such a high case-solving rate. Some of the old case files are indeed beautifully done, flawless."

However, let me give you a piece of advice, Captain Li: this case is not something you can get away with using the tricks you've played in the past.

A detective? Hah—"

After saying this, Zheng Geng didn't give Li Xiang a chance to defend himself. He abruptly turned his head and ordered his two subordinates behind him, who were also wearing maintenance department uniforms:
"I'm going to the government office to report on my work. You two stay here and keep a close eye on the crime scene."

"Keep a close watch on every detail, every piece of evidence. Absolutely do not let anyone damage or 'modify' the crime scene!"

The implication was practically a blatant declaration: I have absolutely no trust in your police station, and I especially suspect you, Li Xiang. I'm here to prevent you from destroying evidence and fabricating crime scenes.

"Yes, Commissioner Zheng!"

The two subordinates from the maintenance department straightened their backs and answered loudly.

As Zheng Geng's chosen subordinate, he naturally resembled his superior, as if they were cut from the same mold.

The two adjusted their glasses and looked at Li Xiang with icy gazes.

The two exchanged a glance, and one immediately ran back to the special envoy's villa, while the other followed behind Li Xiang without saying a word.

Chang Erbing watched Zheng Geng's departing figure, his face turning extremely ugly. He leaned close to Li Xiang and whispered as much as he could:

"Captain Li, I don't remember offending Commissioner Zheng anywhere, but why do I feel that he is extremely hostile towards you?"

Li Xiang's expression was equally solemn, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

He was also extremely puzzled. He had never met Zheng Geng before, and he had only heard his name from Secretary Hou today, let alone offended him.

"This commissioner's temper is even worse than Secretary Hou warned, and... it's not just a matter of being bad-tempered."

Li Xiang rubbed his aching temples, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over him.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the maintenance staff standing next to him, whose watchful gaze felt like a thorn in his back.

His mind raced, and an overwhelming sense of irritation welled up within him.

"Is he so eager to label me a suspect simply because he doesn't trust me, or does he not want me to come back and participate in the investigation, fearing that I will hinder his efforts to solve the case and steal his credit?"

Li Xiang seems to have figured it out a bit.

Secretary Hou's reminder at the hospital led him to a misconception in his initial judgment of Zheng Geng.

He originally thought that this guy, with his stubborn and uncompromising temper, would be a fool who only knew how to bury himself in his work, had no selfish motives, and didn't know how to be flexible.

In retrospect, he had misunderstood the situation, and terribly so. The other party was unaffiliated and might indeed be good at getting things done, but that doesn't mean he was an honest, rigid fool who didn't know how to seek his own benefit.

On the contrary, the other side may be more eager for progress than those with factions, and because they lack a foundation and support, they may be more unscrupulous, radical and risky once they seize an opportunity.

Not joining any existing faction doesn't mean he doesn't want to climb the ranks; it might mean he has greater ambitions and is unwilling to be manipulated as a pawn, but rather wants to be on the table himself.

This major case served as a springboard and opportunity for the other side to rise to power!
The more Li Xiang thought about it, the more reasonable his reasoning seemed, and a strong sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart:

"Damn it! Is this guy planning to lock me up as the murderer?"
This might be the fastest way to solve the case... Damn it, doesn't he know I'm one of Councilor Wang's men? Isn't he afraid of offending Councilor Wang?

"No! It's precisely because Councilor Wang is standing behind me that he's even more determined to keep attacking me."

He can use this to escalate the case to an extreme, pointing the finger at Congressman Wang behind me, and then... phew—"

Li Xiang gasped, stunned by his own audacious guess.
"It's not impossible. Bringing down a sitting member of parliament is a much greater achievement and influence than simply solving a case, especially since this case involves a special commissioner!"

Oh no! Could it be that Commissioner Zheng is going to use his usual investigative logic to turn the tables and crack his case?!
Li Xiang felt a chill run down his spine, a cold sensation shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Damn it, Zheng Geng's goal isn't to solve the case; he wants to use it to get promoted to councilor."

It's not impossible, after all, the fastest way to become a member of parliament is to personally bring down another member of parliament, right? If I remember correctly, that's how Member of Parliament Wang Xinfa first rose to prominence...

Li Xiang swallowed hard. The complexity and danger of this case were far greater than he had anticipated.

He cursed inwardly:
"Another madman. What's wrong with this world?"
Why do I keep running into crazy people who seem to be courting death wherever I go lately?

Li Xiang felt a dryness and pain in his throat, coughed twice, and spat phlegm onto the ground.

He immediately spoke coldly, offering a reminder:

"Captain Li, you'd better watch your behavior and not disturb the crime scene."

Li Xiang was stunned upon hearing this, and almost laughed in anger:

"It's still a few hundred meters from here to the special envoy's villa."

The man from the maintenance department said coldly and righteously:

"No, the security guards at the entrance of Emerald Garden are all dead, so the murderer must have committed the crime from here into the special envoy's villa. Therefore, we can deduce that the entire Emerald Garden should be considered the crime scene."

"Such a simple deduction, Captain Li, you're a brilliant detective, surely you can figure it out, right? Or are you deliberately trying to tamper with the crime scene?"

The man from the maintenance department scrutinized him, his face filled with deep suspicion.

Li Xiang was speechless, and in his anger, he laughed instead.

The latter remained unmoved, took out a handkerchief from his hand, and bent down to wipe the ground dry.

Chang Erbing, who had been following behind Li Xiang, reacted very quickly. He rushed forward, squatted down first, and vigorously wiped the ground dry with his sleeve.

Li Xiang patted Chang Erbing's shoulder with a gloomy expression, but also breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "That was close."

Just kidding, how could he dare let the other party actually pick up his "phlegm"? Who knows if the other party would use it to solve a case?

Li Xiang stopped spitting on the ground, nodded to Chang Erbing, turned around and strode into the Emerald Garden. Chang Erbing and several constables followed behind, while the men from the maintenance department silently followed at the very back.

The atmosphere along the way was extremely oppressive.

Li Xiang first went straight to the special envoy's luxurious villa.

The bodies that had been lying on the lawn outside the villa had been cleared away and removed. Inside the house, only the distorted human-shaped outline marked with white powder and patches of dark blood remained.

The bodies were all transported back to the police station's morgue to await detailed autopsies.

The mere mention of autopsies gave Li Xiang a headache.

The best forensic doctor in the police station was originally Bai Ye, who was experienced, highly skilled, and reliable.

However, the latter recently transferred to the Second Prison, and a new forensic doctor has yet to be recruited, or even be selected.

Originally, there wasn't much of a rush, because the police station doesn't rely heavily on forensic doctors to solve cases. It's just a report, right? Anyone can write a beautiful and procedural report.

However, this case cannot be taken lightly, and a professional forensic report is still required.

Fortunately, it was a simple matter to handle.

Li Xiang immediately took out his communicator, walked a little further away, and dialed a number for his good friend Feng Mu.

After the call was connected, he explained the special and urgent nature of the situation and earnestly requested that Bai Ye be temporarily recalled to the police station to help complete the autopsy.

Feng Mu on the other end of the phone agreed with unusual ease:
“No problem, friends should help each other. Just have the police station send a written secondment letter, and I’ll have someone send Bai Ye back to the police station. Consider it as her going back to her parents’ home to help out.”

Not only that, Feng Mu also thoughtfully transferred Qin Liang there as well.

Li Xiang felt a warm glow in his heart as he listened to Feng Mu's straightforward and thoughtful arrangements, realizing that he had truly made a worthwhile friend.

After all, this case is currently a whirlpool, and apart from those with ulterior motives, most people would stay as far away as possible and wouldn't want to get involved.

Feng Mu's willingness to lend people without hesitation actually involved a tremendous risk.

If any problems arise in the subsequent autopsy report, both the forensic doctor who prepared the report and Feng Mu, who borrowed the person, will face a situation where they will be unable to explain themselves clearly.

In short... Li Xiang secretly kept this friendship in his heart.

The man from the maintenance department nearby listened intently to Li Xiang's phone call, silently memorizing the name "Feng Mu" in preparation for reporting it to Commissioner Zheng later.

His logic was simple and blunt—since Commissioner Zheng determined that "Li Xiang" was a prime suspect in the case, then anyone willing to help him at this moment must be an accomplice who was also a prime suspect.

If this case is to be made into an airtight case, then every person involved in this chain must be brought to justice, and no one should be allowed to escape.

Only in this way, with their blood, can they pave the ladder for Commissioner Zheng to become a member of parliament.

The more blood, the higher the ladder!

Li Xiang had no idea that his simple phone call was, in the eyes of the other party, equivalent to revealing an accomplice.

It wasn't that he wasn't careful enough, but rather, even he wouldn't have solved a case like this before... It was just too damn outrageous.

Li Xiang hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and then walked into the special envoy's villa...
(End of this chapter)