"Director, I don't understand. Zhao Shengtian lost to you in chess and vomited blood on the spot, yet why did he willingly reveal everything in the end?"
After leaving the interrogation room, Yu Youwei and Shen Lang returned to the office. Looking at the confession signed and thumb-printed by Zhao Shengtian in her hand, Yu Youwei felt a sense of unreality and asked Shen Lang curiously.
"Because I shattered his proud calculations and courage. His mentality broke, and nothing mattered anymore."
Shen Lang said, "People like Zhao Shengtian, if you don't completely crush them and make them feel despair, they won't talk to you properly. But no matter what, with the confession, video, and photos, Zhao Shengtian's guilt is confirmed."
Shen Lang smiled, "Next, we can start by breaking through Zhao Shengtian and Solos, then dig out the organizations and countries involved in this plan one by one. No one who participated will escape."
"Director is mighty. Only you can sort out these chaotic matters."
Yu Youwei's face lit up with a smile after hearing Shen Lang's words, and then she flattered him.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Yu Youwei's face showed a hint of nervousness. She said, "Zhao Shengtian just said he would definitely get out in twelve hours. He didn't sound like he was talking nonsense. Should we do something?"
"No need."
Shen Lang smiled upon hearing this, "Weiwei, have you forgotten who my uncle is? Can anyone who falls into the hands of the Nanling Military Security Department escape?"
Shen Lang stretched lazily. "Don't let my uncle's indifferent demeanor fool you. For such a major case, my uncle cares more than anything."
"It seems to be true..."
Yu Youwei understood Song Shadao's personality. He appeared to be indifferent to everything, but he rarely made mistakes. With him around, almost everyone felt at ease.
This feeling was the same as Shen Lang's. Perhaps this was the reliability brought by this uncle and nephew.
"Weiwei, Zhao Shengtian confessed. You will be responsible for the follow-up. Today is Friday, and I should go see my girlfriend."
Shen Lang glanced at his phone, a hint of guilt appearing on his face. "I haven't seen her in a long time. I should spend the weekend with her properly."
"Girlfriend?" Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, Yu Youwei looked shocked and said, "Director Shen, don't you already have a wife? How can you have a girlfriend? What's going on?"
"A wife is a wife, and a girlfriend is a girlfriend."
Shen Lang looked at Yu Youwei seriously and said, "The titles are the same, so they can naturally coexist. Weiwei, you need to learn more. Don't ask such questions due to a lack of knowledge and be laughed at."
"Alright, I'm leaving. You guys can take your time. If you can't handle anything, call me, and I'll sort it out."
With that, Shen Lang strode out of the office.
"Old Luo, what did Director Shen mean just now? Why do I still not understand?"
After Shen Lang left, Yu Youwei looked at Old Luo next to her with a blank expression and asked.
"Oh no, Sister Xiao Yu, I'm fifty years old. I really don't understand the world of you young people," Old Luo said with a smile. "I'm old, this is your young people's world."
"Old fox!"
Yu Youwei rolled her eyes at Old Luo and then started working, but her head was still buzzing, unable to comprehend what Shen Lang meant by "a wife is a wife, and a girlfriend is a girlfriend."
While Yu Youwei was deep in thought, Shen Lang had already reached downstairs. He took out Chu Ge's car keys, opened the car door, and drove Chu Ge's red Rolls-Royce sports car out.
However, when he reached the roadside at the entrance, Shen Lang saw Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao standing by the road. He rolled down the car window and smiled at them, "Young Master Qi, Young Master Kong, where are you going? Can I give you a ride?"
"No way, no way. You are the young masters of Longdu, yet you don't even have cars after not seeing each other for so long? Have you fallen so far?"
"It's okay, I'll give you a ride home, no charge, free of cost."
"Shen Lang?"
Hearing the familiar mocking voice, Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao, who were waiting for their subordinates to pick them up, were startled. They then looked at Shen Lang in anger, gritting their teeth, wishing they could punch Shen Lang in the face.
The reason they were brought here for questioning was entirely because of Shen Lang, and now this guy was mocking them. How could they not be furious?
"No, we wouldn't dare to ride in your car. Although your car is red, we don't know the color of the driver's heart. So, you'd better go your own way and don't bother with us."
Kong Wudao looked at Shen Lang and snorted coldly, "Our paths are different, and we do not conspire. It's better for us to be clearly separated."
"Kong Wudao, look at the nonsense you're spouting. We are all descendants of the Dragon Emperor, sons and daughters of the Dragon Emperor. Where do different paths come from that we cannot conspire?"
Shen Lang said, "Although we've had many unpleasant encounters, I've always considered you and Young Master Qi as brothers. If you don't believe me, we can cut chicken heads and burn yellow paper to become sworn brothers, and swear to the heavens."
"Shen Lang... you truly have no shame."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Kong Wudao's face turned green and then white. He said, "In your eyes, do you even think highly of us?"
"Kings and generals, are they born with such a destiny!"
Shen Lang said, "Although you come from noble families, I don't look down on you."
"You bastard!"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao cursed on the spot and said, "Shen Lang, what are you? We come from noble families, and it is we who don't look down on others. How is it that in your case, it's you who don't look down on us?"
"Coming from a humble background is not a disgrace. Being able to bend and stretch makes a true man?"
Qi Tuojiang looked at Shen Lang with sarcasm and said, "Have you been watching too many short videos lately? Do you really think someone with your background can compete with us?"
"I admit, your godmother is Song Qingyi, your god-uncle is Song Shadao, and even your former god-father Shen Tianjun. You do have some background, but god-parents and god-uncles are not blood relatives. How can you compare to us?"
"Exactly. You've only achieved a little success, and you're already flying to the heavens?"
Kong Wudao sneered, "Grassroots are grassroots. They won't change just because of god-parents or a god-uncle. You want to compare with us? You're not qualified yet."
"Oh, Young Master Qi and Young Master Kong are showing off their noble backgrounds again?"
As soon as Kong Wudao finished speaking, Zhou Jian and Rong Haodong walked out, looking at them with playful expressions.
"You two haven't left yet?"
Seeing Zhou Jian and Rong Haodong, a hint of surprise appeared on Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao's faces, and they asked in unison.