Inside the Municipal Bureau office.

"Secretary Zhang, rest assured, the situation is under control. Yes, all the people have been apprehended, and the situation has not caused any further impact..."

"Governor Fang, yes, yes, rest assured, all police forces are in place, and no suspicious persons have been allowed to approach the core area..."

"Director Sun...yes, yes, I understand, you're right..."

"Yes, yes, that's right. We really didn't mean to make a noise. We had no choice; when responding to a call, we have to use the siren..."

Hong Zhan's phone rang all night, all from high-ranking provincial officials who were disturbed by the sirens and shouts of killing.

The provincial party committee, the provincial government, the provincial department, the political and legal affairs commission... basically everyone that could be alerted was alerted.

Some were more tactful, while others were directly furious.

"Director Hong, what's going on? Why is it so noisy outside? Be mindful of the noise."

"Is no one patrolling that area?!"

"Director Hong, what's going on with you lately? Why does this keep happening?!"

"Hong Zhan, what kind of place is this family compound? What is your police station doing? This is the third time in a row! You must give me an explanation tonight!"

"They caused a scene that afternoon, then again two nights later, and now they're doing it again? What kind of work is your city bureau doing in maintaining public order?!"

"If you can't even keep an eye on the provincial party committee's residential compound, what right do you have to guarantee the safety of the area?!"

"Secretary Zhang asked, 'How is the security situation in the family compound? Are all the people safe?' He wants to hear a full report tomorrow morning."

Hong Zhan agreed to each and every one of them.

His voice was hoarse, his tone sincere, and his attitude humbled to the point of being utterly humble. He promised to descend three thousand meters underground, saying that the tears and grievances in his heart were so abundant that they could be used to water flowers.

But how could he know that in this day and age, there would still be people who would force their way into a residential area right in front of a patrol car?

Then, as if he was drunk, he not only dared to hit the security guard in front of the police, but he also dared to assault the police!

He had given a direct order: all police stations and the Minghai branch would interrogate these thugs overnight, no matter what methods they used; by tomorrow morning, he would know who was behind it all.

Just then, the phone rang again.

He took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and forced a smile: "Feed? Oh, Secretary Wang..."

……

Lu Jingxiu sat on the bed in silence, listening to the sirens outside, as red and blue police lights swept across the curtains in circles.

This afternoon, Chu Jin was kidnapped, and he himself was also kidnapped at school.

That night, someone stormed into the family compound again, and his target was still him.

He knew in a second that this was definitely aimed at him.

However, after repeated speculation, he still felt that it didn't quite seem like Mo Yan's style.

Well, how should I put it?

Last time at the Huang family manor, Mo Yan kidnapped Chu Jin. Although the plan ultimately failed, it at least sounded somewhat sophisticated, as if it were planned, scripted, and stylish.

But the group today was too crude; they had no plan whatsoever and just relied on brute force.

Moreover, Mo Yan seems to have a strange kind of self-confidence.

He had never really laid a hand on Lu Jingxiu; the last time, he had only tried to kidnap Chu Jin to threaten him.

What does Mo Yan enjoy? It's knowing he's messing with you, but being unable to do anything about it. He's the kind of person who can even turn kidnapping into a ritualistic affair.

But today's group acted in a simple and brutal manner, much like those brainless domineering CEOs.

Lu Jingxiu could even picture the scene of their boss giving the order:

The domineering CEO sat in his office, his gaze deep: "Go and bring him here."

The assistant bowed at a ninety-degree angle, his manner perfectly trained: "Hi!"

Then the men rushed out like a floodgate had been opened, tying up anyone they saw.

Lu Jingxiu thought about it more and more and felt that this was the case, but he still didn't dare to draw a conclusion about who the other party was.

For such technical issues, it's best to consult your chief strategist.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingxiu fell asleep immediately.

The next morning, Lu Jingxiu arrived at the Fan Hua Network Building.

He's been going to Chu Jin's office more often now, and when the receptionist sees him, she doesn't even look up, just waves him away, as if to say, "Go by yourself."

Lu Jingxiu walked familiarly to the office door, knocked, and walked in under the watchful eyes of many employees.

Chu Jin was nestled in the boss's chair, her legs crossed, a small blanket covering her knees, and a box of clean strawberries on the blanket.

A short drama is playing on the computer screen, and the volume is not very loud.

She glanced up and saw Lu Jingxiu, but showed no intention of getting up. She raised her chin and said lazily, "Oh, Young Master Lu is here. Please find a place to sit."

Lu Jingxiu didn't stand on ceremony with her, and casually pulled over a chair to sit down opposite her at the desk.

He thought for a moment and decided to start with some small talk: "How's the injury on your leg?"

"It's fine as it is." Chu Jin placed the strawberries on the table, nudged them towards him, and then put her legs down from their cross-legged position. "Want some?"

Lu Jingxiu waved his hand: "I won't eat."

Chu Jin didn't press the matter. She pulled out a cushion to prop herself up and leaned back again. "So, what brings you here this time?"

After thinking for a moment, Lu Jingxiu still spoke honestly: "I've come to ask you for some advice."

He then briefly recounted what had happened the day before, along with his own speculations.

Chu Jin rested her chin on her hand, listening quietly as Lu Jingxiu finished speaking, then nodded: "Your guess was right. The style of these people yesterday was indeed not like that curry-flavored domineering CEO, Mo Yan."

She began to analyze: "There are usually two types of people who would send people to forcibly seize something. Either they are brainless, violent, domineering CEOs, like the kind who are like the king of the cold, whose minds are only on buying and kidnapping, simple and direct."

"Or, the kind of crazy, domineering CEO who imprisons people. These types usually have a lot of power, are involved in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, and are not afraid of causing a scene in the streets."

"Because they think that even if things get out of hand, no one will dare to touch them."

At this point, Chu Jin suddenly straightened up, as if she had thought of something, and looked at Lu Jingxiu suspiciously: "But why do I feel like this is aimed at some woman beside you?"

She paused, her expression gradually turning dangerous: "Lu Jingxiu, did you secretly go and rescue girls behind my back again?"

"No." Lu Jingxiu shook his head decisively, his expression as serious as could be. "Don't talk nonsense."

"Really not?" Chu Jin narrowed her eyes.

"I really didn't," Lu Jingxiu swore to God.

Chu Jin stared at him for a few seconds, but couldn't see any flaws, so she decided to believe him for the time being.

She took the strawberries back, and while eating them, she said, "Let me think about it some more..."

After a moment, she took a tissue, slowly wiped her mouth, threw the crumpled tissue into the trash can, and then looked up at Lu Jingxiu again, her expression becoming serious:

"Lu Jingxiu, I have something to ask you."

"you say."

"Have you shattered that perfect benefactor image of Lin Yutang yet?"

Lu Jingxiu remained silent for a few seconds before carefully speaking, "It should... be broken."

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