He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Chapter 72 Sleepless Night

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Zheng Xingguang stayed at the bureau until 12:30 a.m., while the incandescent light bulbs in the interrogation room hummed.

The light made Kang Zhengyuan's pale face almost lose all color.

He sat across the table, his hands crossed on his knees, repeating the same few sentences over and over since he sat down.

I don't know, I'm not sure. I'm just an ordinary citizen, and I don't understand why that thing is targeting me.

Zheng Xingguang closed the notebook and pushed it aside.

He stared at Kang Zhengyuan for a few seconds, said nothing, got up, and pushed the door open to leave.

"Xiao Guang, why don't you go back and rest?"

"That's what one of the older interrogators said."

Zheng Xingguang shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm going out for some fresh air, I'll bring you some late-night snacks later."

He walked all the way to the outside of the Special Administration building and saw a person sitting on the steps outside.

Fu Yang had a cigarette in his mouth, but he wasn't wearing the metal mask today.

He heard footsteps but didn't turn around. He just shook a cigarette out of his pack and handed it to him.

Zheng Xingguang waved his hand and sat down next to him.

"Yeah, it's a good thing you don't smoke."

Fu Yang put the cigarette back in the pack, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled the smoke from his nostrils.

"Never learn that in your life. I was tricked by your father. My first cigarette was given to me here by him."

Zheng Xingguang smiled and said.

"Captain Fu, something feels off about what happened tonight."

"Just before the predator attacked, someone called the police, as if someone knew the predator would attack Kang Zhengyuan."

"The target of the attack was a former researcher from the Special Administration Bureau, and Kang Zhengyuan clearly knew something, but he just wouldn't say anything."

"You're not the only one who thinks something's wrong, kid."

Fu Yang flicked his cigarette ash.

"Otherwise, why do you think those people in the interrogation department won't let Kang Zhengyuan leave yet?"

"We were certain he was hiding something."

"But if he doesn't speak up, there's nothing you can do. He's a victim, not a suspect, and according to the rules, you can't take action against him."

"So those bastards in the interrogation department who insist on procedural justice are now keeping him on the edge of his seat, seeing who can't take it anymore."

He took another drag of his cigarette, and a spark shone briefly in the night.

"By the way, kid, did you see the predator at the scene today?"

"No, the thing had already run away when I got there."

"But it seems like the Vatican's squad fought it and let it escape. I don't think the Vatican is anything special."

"Those three are no pushovers." Fu Yang held a cigarette between his fingers and squinted.

"They belong to the seventh commandment of the Papacy."

"This organization is an armed force belonging solely to the Blood Church. Its highest decision-making body consists of seven consuls, each carrying out a disciplinary function."

"Father Constantine represents purges, and is specifically responsible for purging traitors and degenerates within the Papacy."

"Sister Arya represents judgment; all heretics and superhumans deemed as heretics by the Vatican are under her jurisdiction."

"And that little nun, her duty is to burn sins, specifically to burn all those who have tainted the power of demons."

"Any one of these three people could be an aces capable of handling A-level mutation incidents independently overseas."

He paused, then stubbed out his cigarette on the steps.

"The Vatican sent three consuls at the same time, not just out of kindness, nor because that thing was tainted with demonic energy."

"In fact, I now suspect that they deliberately let the predator escape."

Zheng Xingguang turned to look at him: "On purpose? For what reason?"

"Think about it, these three people working together let a Rank B predator escape? And that was after they had already engaged in combat? Does that make sense?"

Fu Yang's tone was very calm.

"If you let the prey escape, it will run back to its den."

"And they have already planted tracking anchors on their prey so that they can secretly track down more things outside the surveillance range of the China Special Administration Bureau."

"The fact that the Vatican has come to our territory and is hiding its true intentions shows that they want more than just the predator itself."

"Do we need to follow up?"

"Xiao Guang, let me teach you a piece of advice."

Fu Yang shook another cigarette out of the pack and put it in his mouth.

"Don't do things that your boss tells you not to do."

"You think you're helping the bureau by investigating cases? Wrong. The more you uncover, the thicker the report your superiors have to write."

"The thicker the report, the greater the responsibility the leader will bear when submitting it to higher authorities."

"If you make your boss take responsibility, your boss will make things difficult for you."

Zheng Xingguang frowned: "Then I can't just do nothing."

"Hey, I'm not telling you not to do it."

"I'm telling you to do it slowly, carefully, flexibly, and dialectically!"

"...So, Captain Fu, is it because of this that you always submit your mission reports on the last day?"

"That's different. I'm just too lazy to write."

Zheng Xingguang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, stood up from the steps, and walked down a few steps.

"Hey, where are we going?"

"Take a break, Captain Fu."

"Bring me back a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes!"

Zheng Xingguang waved his hand without turning his head and walked down the steps.

The night wind rustled the leaves as he walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, his mind replaying Kang Zhengyuan's performance that evening.

He must be hiding something, and that secret must be hidden in his past that he dares not speak of.

This past event is very likely related to predators.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in front of a bright glass door.

A convenience store that operates 24 hours a day.

The incandescent light bulb was brighter than the one in the interrogation room at the bureau, and through the glass, he could see a man behind the cashier's counter with a cigarette in his mouth staring at him with dead fish eyes.

Sigh, how come I'm becoming more and more dependent on him?

Zheng Xingguang sighed, but still went into the supermarket.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep beep beep~

As the supermarket's welcome music played, Bai Ziheng glanced briefly at Zheng Xingguang as she walked in.

Welcome!

"Brother-in-law."

"My esteemed guest, if you ever call me brother-in-law again, I'll shove your head into a pot of oden."

"But I don't know your name."

Bai Ziheng opened his mouth as if to say something, but then stopped.

That seems to be the case.

Having known each other for so long, this kid has called him "brother-in-law" countless times, but he seems to genuinely not know his own name.

He paused for two seconds: "Bai Ziheng."

"Brother Bai."

Zheng Xingguang immediately changed his tune, speaking sincerely.

"...Whatever you want. So, what's the situation with the woman you brought back?"

"She recovered very quickly."

Zheng Xingguang felt gratified whenever he talked about Xiaohua.

Although the woman didn't understand anything, she could still make Zheng Xingguang feel at ease.

During this time, she was hiding in Zheng Xingguang's safe house. In fact, Zheng Xingguang himself didn't know what to do with her next.

In short... let's take it one step at a time.

"So what brings you here today?"

"Buy me some boxed lunches, and also give me a pack of cigarettes."

Zheng Xingguang rested his elbows on the cashier's counter, peeked into the bubbling broth in the oden pot, and added a comment.

"Give me a few more bowls of oden."

Bai Ziheng turned around, took a few bento boxes from the shelf, and put them in the microwave to heat up.

He then pulled out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from under the counter and slapped it on the cashier's counter.

"What, are you working overtime again tonight?"

Zheng Xingguang took the cigarette and thanked him.

Ever since Bai Ziheng saved Xiao Hua last time, he had privately inquired about this person's background.

I can't find anything.

A former veteran who works the night shift at a convenience store has a file so clean it's as if someone deliberately erased everything that shouldn't be there.

He used all the permissions at his disposal, even trying to probe his father's network of contacts.

That very evening, Zheng Ningyuan called him.

On the phone, Zheng Ningyuan only said two things: First, stop investigating the people at that supermarket; second, try to get along with them and absolutely do not anger them.

Zheng Ningyuan rarely speaks to his son in this tone.

They use words like "absolutely not" even less often.

Therefore, Zheng Xingguang didn't hide anything from Bai Ziheng and gave a general account of what happened that night.

After listening, Bai Ziheng stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

"So that's what that scream was all about."

"Brother Bai, I'm heading back to the station now. I'm sure I have a lot of things to do tonight."

Zheng Xingguang picked up the lunchbox and cigarettes, turned around and left the store, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need, no need, it's all part of our job. Let's go."

Bai Ziheng walked to the shop entrance with a cigarette in his mouth, leaned his elbow against the door frame, and looked at the empty street.

The night breeze blew by, dispersing the smoke from his mouth.

He frowned and thought for a moment.