Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

Meanwhile, in the office of the deputy director of the Nancheng branch, Liu Dapao hadn't slept well all night, waiting for news from Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang came in the morning looking disheveled and reported that Chen Feng was a real tough nut to crack; he'd stayed up all night, even resorting to "placing the book on his chest" several times, but still hadn't signed a single word.

Just as Liu Dapao was about to explode in anger, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Come in." Liu Dapao frowned, somewhat displeased.

The subordinate rushed in, clutching a newspaper, his face ashen: "Chief...Chief! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's the panic? Is the sky falling?" Liu Dapao scolded, "You have no manners at all!"

The subordinate, trembling, placed the newspaper on the table. "Look!"

Liu Dapao glanced at the headline casually: "Midnight Bloodbath: Hundreds of Armed Men Attack Private Enterprise, Who's Holding an Umbrella for the Rioters?"

The next second, the teacup in his hand fell to the table with a "clatter," and the scalding tea splashed all over his crotch, but he seemed not to feel the heat, staring intently at the headline and the photos.

"Who...who wrote this?!Who filmed it?!" Liu Dapao jumped up from his chair, roaring like thunder.

"It's... Hao Mei from the Donghai Daily." Zhang Qiang swallowed hard. "She's... Director Hao's daughter."

"puff--"

Liu Dapao felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost choked on his breath.

If it were any other reporter, he would have sent someone to "talk" to them or seized the property long ago. But it just so happens to be Director Hao's daughter! She's his boss's darling!

"Damn it..." Liu Dapao slumped into a chair, his face ashen.

This is just the beginning.

Before he could even catch his breath, the red secure phone on the table suddenly rang.

The bell, which normally represented power and authority, sounded to him like a death knell from hell.

Liu Dapao answered the phone shakily.

"This is Li Ming from the Municipal Party Committee." A cold and stern voice came from the other end of the phone, without any pleasantries. "Comrade Liu Bin, have you read today's newspaper?"

"Director Li... I've seen it... I've seen it, it's all a misunderstanding, a rumor..."

"Whether it's a rumor or not, the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection and the inspection team will investigate," Li Ming interrupted his explanation. "You'd better pray that things calm down as soon as possible. If there's no solid evidence of Chen Feng's crimes, release him. Don't tarnish the reputation of the entire political and legal system!"

"Snapped!"

The phone hangs up.

Holding the receiver, Liu Dapao listened to the busy tone and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

There was pressure from the municipal party committee leaders above, media bombardment below, and the daughter of Director Hao stirring things up in the middle.

He knew he had really messed up this time.

"Chief... what do we do now?" Zhang Qiang asked cautiously from the side.

Liu Dapao stared venomously at Chen Feng's photo in the newspaper, gritting his teeth as he squeezed out a few words:

"Release him! Get him on bail! Tell him to get lost!"

As soon as Liu Dapao finished speaking, Zhang Qiang's face turned even more ashen than a dead man's.

He glanced at the newspaper again, though his face was blurred in the photo. But the police uniform, the hooked nose, the posture... anyone in the South City branch who knew him even slightly would recognize him at a glance.

"Chief...Chief, this photo..." Zhang Qiang's voice trembled, "Anyone with eyes can tell it's me! If the higher-ups investigate..."

"You're only scared now?" Liu Dapao glared at him with exasperation. "You're a veteran cop, and you can't even keep an eye on a crime scene, letting them film everything!"

Zhang Qiang was on the verge of tears. How could he have known that a reporter would be hiding in the shadows taking pictures that night? He certainly didn't expect that the reporter was Director Hao's daughter!

"Director, I...?" Zhang Qiang's voice was choked with sobs.

Liu Dapao took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Now was not the time to assign blame; the most urgent task was to minimize the impact of this incident.

"Don't panic," Liu Dapao said in a low voice. "The photos are blurred. As long as you stick to your guns and deny it, no one can do anything to you. Remember, you were there that night to 'maintain order,' to 'enforce the law,' understand?"

"I understand...I understand!" Zhang Qiang nodded repeatedly, as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Also, those interrogation records—destroy what needs to be destroyed, and alter what needs to be altered." A sinister glint flashed in Liu Dapao's eyes. "Even if Chen Feng gets out, he won't cause any trouble. But this matter ends here; don't mention it again."

"Yes!"

Zhang Qiang slunk away, wiping the cold sweat from his brow as he left. He knew he had narrowly escaped death, but his future was likely bleak. That Chen Feng would definitely not let this go.

……

Meanwhile, Emerald Bay Villas.

Jiang Hong leaned back lazily on the chaise lounge, holding the copy of the Donghai Daily in her hand, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"Late-Night Bloodbath: Hundreds of Armed Men Attack Private Enterprise, Who's Holding an Umbrella for the Rioters?"... She read the title softly, a playful glint in her eyes. "Hao Mei... Hao Jianguo's daughter... Interesting."

She put down the newspaper, picked up a slender women's cigarette from the coffee table, lit it gracefully, and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Chen Feng, oh Chen Feng, you really are charming," Jiang Hong muttered to herself, a hint of teasing in her voice. "Even Director Hao's daughter is personally cheering you on. This kind of treatment is something most people don't get."

She stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the sunlight outside, her eyes becoming deep and thoughtful.

"However, for such an arrogant young lady to lend a helping hand, this kid must have done something to her, right..." Jiang Hong flicked her cigarette ash, her smile widening.

Just then, my phone rang.

It's Attorney Zhou.

"Mr. Jiang, great news!" Attorney Zhou's barely suppressed excitement came through the phone. "The police have relented and agreed to release him on bail! I'm already processing the paperwork, and he should be released as early as this afternoon!"

"So fast?" Jiang Hong raised an eyebrow. "It seems that report had quite an impact."

"It's more than just significant!" Lawyer Zhou exclaimed. "This is the first time I've seen public pressure so effective. I heard the municipal party committee called the Nancheng branch of the Public Security Bureau directly, and Deputy Director Liu is eager to send Chen Feng out immediately."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Attorney Zhou." Jiang Hong nodded in satisfaction. "Let me know when you release them, and I'll send someone to pick them up."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hong immediately dialed Monkey's number.

"Monkey, get ready, we're going to pick someone up from the detention center this afternoon."

"Really?! Brother Feng can come out?!" Monkey's excited voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding a little distorted.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's call Lin Fang and Liu Yu along too. Those two girls have been frantic these past two days since Chen Feng went in, calling me every day to ask about the situation."

"Okay! Don't worry, Sister Hong, I'll arrange it right away!"

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon, outside the Nancheng District Detention Center.

The early winter sun shone through the clouds, bringing a touch of warmth.

Two vans were parked on the dusty road in front of the detention center. Monkey, Dazhuang, Ergou, along with Lin Fang and Liu Yu, stood at the entrance, eagerly waiting.