Police Chief's Anti-Organized Crime Storm

Duan Fei called out for a long time, but there was no response. The mountain forest was silent, the mountain wind was cool, where was he? Where was Lao Liang? Where had he gone?

Didn't we say we were going into this forest?

Duan Fei cautiously walked forward, carefully examining his surroundings. The forest was eerily quiet. Something was wrong. Why was there no sound at all? Where were the birdsong? Where were the insect chirps?

Duan Fei sniffed the air. A night breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of grass and earth, and, mixed with a trace of... the smell of blood.

Oh no, something must have happened to Lao Liang.

Duan Fei followed the scent of blood and walked quickly forward, the leaves rustling under his feet. He searched for a long time but still couldn't find Lao Liang.

Duan Fei found a large pool of blood on the ground not far away. He quickly followed the bloodstain forward, but after about fifty meters, the bloodstain suddenly disappeared.

What happened?

Duan Fei was getting anxious; the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it would be for Lao Liang. He picked up his phone and deliberately raised his voice: "Yes, requesting backup! Come quickly! I'm in Louhua Village, hurry!"

Just as Duan Fei finished speaking, a loud bang suddenly came from the northeast corner not far away.

He was startled and quickly drew his pistol, heading towards the northeast corner.

In the northeast corner of the Black Forest, several men held Lao Liang down tightly. He had almost bled to death. Li Shuwen wiped the blood off his knife, glanced at Lao Liang who was glaring at him angrily, and grinned wickedly, but dared not utter a sound. Lao Liang trembled all over and felt colder and colder. He knew that his time was running out. He tried to struggle to get up, and finally, the footsteps grew closer and closer.

"Brother Li, what should we do?" someone asked quietly.

"Hurry up and kill him and bury him." This forest is perfect for burying a body. Damn it, this old man almost got away! Unbelievable!

Seeing that Lao Liang's breath was growing weaker and weaker, Li Shuwen stabbed him again in the chest. Lao Liang stared at him with wide eyes, filled with resentment and anger, but he felt it becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. Finally, his legs kicked out, and he breathed his last.

"Dead?"

Li Shuwen let out a long sigh and casually said, "Take it away and bury it."

The group quickly tried to drag Lao Liang away, but Duan Fei's footsteps were getting closer and closer.

"It's too late, let's go!" Li Shuwen glanced at Lao Liang, who was already lifeless on the ground, then squatted down and quickly touched the other man's neck. There was no warmth at all, so he was relieved. With a wave of his hand, the group began to run quickly into the distance.

A moment later, Duan Fei followed the scent of blood and finally found Lao Liang. When he looked up, he was so frightened that he jumped and rushed over, shouting, "Lao Liang!"

He grabbed the other person and hugged them tightly, but he felt his blood freeze instantly. The person in his arms showed no signs of life and had become cold. Was this...dead?

Duan Fei quickly checked the other person's breath, but there was no breath flowing or warmth. His mind went blank: Old Liang is dead.

His hands trembled slightly, and they were covered in blood. Looking down, he saw that Old Liang had been stabbed multiple times, with one wound in his chest, which was likely fatal.

Despite rushing as fast as he could, he still couldn't reach them. The murderer must not have gone far. Duan Fei put down Lao Liang and followed the messy footprints, quickly chasing after them.

But when he rushed out, he found only a faint tire track, with no trace of the culprit.

"Damn it..." Duan Fei was so angry that he quickly turned around and ran back. Old Liang lay there quietly, motionless. His expression was somewhat ferocious, but there seemed to be no pain or hatred in his eyes, only fear.

Duan Fei knew that Lao Liang was dead, and it was all in vain. Lao Liang went back to the dormitory that night; perhaps he knew something, perhaps he saw something, but he was already dead, and nothing was possible anymore.

The most likely witness was gone. Duan Fei angrily slammed his fist on a nearby tree trunk. After thinking for a moment, he quickly picked up his phone and dialed Lin Ying's number, but the call didn't go well.

Lin Ying's mind went completely blank the moment she heard the news: "Dead? How is this possible?"

"It must have been a murder to cover it up. The killer ran very fast, and judging from the scene, it was probably a group of people." Duan Fei was somewhat annoyed; he hadn't seen the killer. However, perhaps the people from Louhua Village had seen him.

"Seal off the scene immediately, I'll send people over. Oh, and check if his phone is still there."

Lin Ying's reminder prompted Duan Fei to quickly search the area, but he couldn't find Lao Liang's phone. He then turned Lao Liang over, but still couldn't find it. He looked around and suddenly noticed that four of Lao Liang's five fingers on his right hand were clenched, with only his ring finger pointing in one direction. He frowned and followed the direction Lao Liang's ring finger was pointing. Carefully, he felt around and found a phone in a patch of grass.

He quickly picked it up and took a look. His heart skipped a beat. It could still be turned on. He wondered if there was anything useful on the phone.

At the hospital, Li Jianmin winked at Pan Xiaobin. Lin Ying showed no sign of leaving, nor did Xie Zhijun. What should they do?

If we don't get another chance, things will get complicated once tonight is over.

"Director Lin, would you like to go back and rest for a bit? We can take care of things here," one of the officers said.

Lin Ying looked up at him but didn't say anything. It was time to lay the groundwork for Li Jianmin; otherwise, how would he have a chance to make a move?

Thinking of this, Lin Ying slowly stood up, glanced at Xie Zhijun, and said, "Xiao Xie, let's go back. Let them stay here and keep watch."

Xie Zhijun nodded. The two glanced at Sun Ping on the hospital bed. Lin Ying's eyes held a hint of guilt. Sun Ping's face was lifelike; because his eyes were wide open, it was impossible to tell that he was dead. Perhaps, he also wanted to see what these people were up to.

Lin Ying helped Xie Zhijun into the car. The latter looked up and asked, "Director Lin, are we just going to let it go like this?"

"Don't make a sound." Lin Ying gestured for silence.

Li Jianmin looked out the window and saw that the car hadn't moved. He stood motionless behind the curtains, not sure that Lin Ying had left, so of course he couldn't make a move. If something happened, he would be held responsible, and he absolutely couldn't afford to get into trouble.

As the car slowly drove out of the hospital, Lin Ying's voice finally rang out: "Take the people and Xu Pang and head to Louhua Village. Remember, no matter what, you must find the murderer. If the crime scene is in Louhua Village, then the murderer may have been seen by someone."

"What about your side?" Xie Zhijun couldn't help but worry. Today, Li Jianmin's attitude was very clear; the other party was obviously preparing to break off relations. Everyone knew whether Lin Ying's safety would be endangered. Three county magistrates had died in a row in Gaoshan County, and the most recent county magistrate, Gao Lan, died too tragically. Gaoshan County had practically become a lawless place.

"Don't worry, the people from the province will arrive tonight."

Xie Zhijun nodded vigorously.

The car slowly drove away from the main road in front of the hospital and into the neon-lit city.

Once the car was out of sight, Li Jianmin breathed a long sigh of relief and turned to Pan Xiaobin, saying, "Make your move. Remember, don't leave any openings."

"Don't worry, brother-in-law, it's not the first time. Just you wait and see."