webnovelvip Chapter 222 The Scumbag's Heart Never Dies
Chapter 222 The Scumbag's Heart Never Dies
Wei Donghai sat imposingly in his chair, his eyes slicing across the man opposite him like knives.
Zhao Guangming crossed his legs, leaned back in his chair, and hummed an unknown tune, completely disregarding the place.
"Zhao Guangming, I advise you to confess honestly."
Wei Donghai slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup lid rattle. "Those two hooligans, Li Ergou and Ma Gan, from last night have already implicated you. You took ten yuan and hired them to ambush people in the alley, trying to act like thugs!"
Zhao Guangming picked at his ear, blew on his fingernails, and said with a roguish grin, "Captain Wei, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Those two scoundrels are always stealing chickens and dogs, and they never tell the truth. They got caught by you, and to lessen their punishment, they just made up a story about me, the factory director's son, to take the fall. You actually believe that?"
"Do you think the police station is your private property?" Wei Donghai's eyes sharpened. "Would they dare to make baseless accusations without evidence?"
"Evidence? Yes, Captain Wei, please produce the evidence!"
Zhao Guangming wasn't intimidated at all. This wasn't his first time at the police station.
Zhao Guangming leaned forward, his smile extremely arrogant. "Do you have an IOU? Do you have a recording? Did anyone see me give them the money? No, right? I'm a son of a big state-owned factory owner, I have plenty of money in my pocket. What kind of pretty girl can't I find? Why would I need to spend money to hire someone to harass two village girls who sell their wares on the street?"
Wei Donghai clenched his back teeth, making a grinding sound.
He knew that Zhao Guangming was definitely behind this.
But these days, investigations require evidence. Li Ergou and Magan couldn't produce any substantial physical evidence, and Zhao Guangming was a stubborn and unyielding man with a factory director as his backer.
The junior officer next to Wei Donghai leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Captain, we just got a call from above saying that Director Huang is personally involved in this matter. Without solid evidence, we can only detain him for a maximum of twenty-four hours..."
Wei Donghai took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.
He stared intently at Zhao Guangming's smug face and warned coldly, "Zhao Guangming, don't be too smug. He who walks by the river will eventually get his feet wet. From now on, you'd better keep a low profile. If you dare to harass Li Xianglian and Xiao Lan again, I, Wei Donghai, will be the first to skin you alive!"
"Oh dear, I'm so scared!"
Zhao Guangming stood up, dusted off his pants, and said, "Then I thank Captain Wei for his guidance. If there's nothing else, I'll go home for lunch."
After saying that, he swaggered out of the interrogation room.
As he walked out of the police station, Zhao Guangming, facing the glaring sun, spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.
"Pah! What a piece of trash, acting like he has a throne!" He cursed as he walked toward the large motorcycle parked by the roadside.
As he mounted his motorcycle, Zhao Guangming stroked his chin, and the image of Li Xianglian's aloof and stubborn face, along with her slender waist, floated into his mind again.
This woman is simply a seductive enchantress!
The more he couldn't get the food, the more his heart itched, like a cat scratching at it.
What is Wang Chunyan anyway? She's like a dead fish in bed. She's nothing compared to Li Xianglian, that thorny wild rose.
"Li Xianglian, you just wait. I've got my hands on every woman I set my sights on!" A sinister glint flashed in Zhao Guangming's eyes.
As evening approached, the number of people in front of the department store began to increase again.
Xiao Lan had already secured her spot early, spreading out a black velvet cloth and arranging her colorful hair ties neatly.
Today, there was a large Buddha statue next to her.
Gao Jun was wearing a faded tank top and a plaid shirt, revealing two thick, muscular arms covered in bulging veins.
He stood beside the stall like a bodyguard, his large, round eyes scanning everyone around him warily.
A few petty thugs who usually loiter on the streets wanted to come over and take a look, but when they met Gao Jun's murderous gaze, they shrank back in fear and quickly went around him.
Seeing Gao Jun's tense expression, Xiao Lan couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh: "Alright, Lao Gao, don't be so serious. We're doing business here. If you look so fierce, you'll scare away all the customers."
Gao Jun scratched the back of his head and chuckled twice: "Sister-in-law, I'm just afraid that what happened yesterday will happen again. Don't worry, with me here, no one will be able to lay a finger on you today."
"You're such a jerk," Xiao Lan said, giving him a playful glare.
Although this man is not good with words, he is reliable in his work.
Across the road not far away, a large motorcycle was parked in the shade of a sycamore tree.
Zhao Guangming sat in the car, a Daqianmen cigarette dangling from his mouth, squinting at Xiao Lan's stall with his swollen eyes.
He scanned the area several times, his brows gradually furrowing.
Only Xiao Lan was greeting customers at the stall, with a rough-looking man standing next to her who looked like a troublemaker.
Where's Li Xianglian? Why didn't that pretty young lady come?
Zhao Guangming exhaled a smoke ring, his mind racing.
Although those two hooligans didn't succeed last night, they must have scared them half to death. I heard Li Xianglian even scraped her arm.
Only Xiao Lan showed up at the stall today, so Li Xianglian must have stayed home to recover from her injuries!
Moreover, he had already found out that Qin Rushan, the man who was Li Xianglian's transport team leader, had led his team on a long-distance trip a few days ago and there was no way he could be coming back now!
This means that at this very moment, Li Xianglian is alone in her room in the family compound!
Thinking of this, Zhao Guangming felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his bones felt weak.
It's like God is on his side!
He spat the cigarette butt onto the ground, crushed it out with the tip of his leather shoe, and grinned an extremely lewd and ferocious smile.
"Qin Rushan, Qin Rushan, you're out there working yourself to the bone driving trucks, so don't blame me for taking good care of your delicate, pretty wife at home!"
Zhao Guangming kicked the motorcycle, and the engine roared loudly.
He twisted the throttle sharply, and the motorcycle, like a wild dog unleashed, spewed black smoke and turned around, speeding towards the transport team's residential compound.
The night wind howled across his face, and Zhao Guangming's mind was filled with Li Xianglian's fair figure and the way she struggled.
In the backyard of the machinery factory.
Li Xianglian sat under the old locust tree in the courtyard, holding a needle and thread in her hand, and was sewing a hair tie with her head down.
"Knock knock knock!"
There was a sudden knock on the courtyard gate.
Li Xianglian was startled; the needle almost pierced her fingertip.
"Who is it?"