It is impossible for someone like Zhao Yunhai to be arrested in Qianzhou without concrete evidence, solely based on suspicion.
Even though the Zhao clan’s influence in Qianzhou is weak, Qianzhou is still an inseparable part of the Nine Provinces.
To take action against Zhao Yunhai openly, it would require Zhao Yunhai to surrender himself; otherwise, it would be impossible.
As Zhao Yunhai led everyone out of the hotel, he spotted a familiar yet strange figure.
"Yo, after so many days, you've actually come to Qianzhou. What a coincidence."
Zhao Yunhai was somewhat surprised to see Huang Qianjia.
This woman was also in Qianzhou. He felt a sense of her being like a persistent ghost.
"Don't get cocky. I will definitely find evidence and send you to jail."
Seeing the "old acquaintance," Huang Qianjia's eyes were filled with gloom. Although she desperately wanted to put the other party behind bars, she was powerless without evidence.
She knew that some people in Qianzhou wanted to deal with Zhao Yunhai, so she intended to use this great wave of momentum to capsize Zhao Yunhai's ship.
"Heh heh, I'm a law-abiding citizen. In broad daylight, you can't frame me."
Zhao Yunhai put on a show of being terrified, which infuriated Huang Qianjia's colleagues around him.
"A criminal is actually this arrogant."
A righteous person, unable to contain his anger, stepped forward but was held back by his colleagues.
"It seems you have quite good popularity."
Zhao Yunhai glanced at the commotion behind him and chuckled with a couple of tsk-tsks.
"Go check if this injured person is dead. As onlookers, we must know the final outcome."
Zhao Yunhai signaled Si Jinyan to check from the car roof.
"Understood, Young Master Yun."
Si Jinyan directly pushed aside the person blocking him, jumped onto the roof, and felt for a pulse. When no one was paying attention, he injected a dose of medicine into Ling Yun with a needle.
This medicine, once injected into the body, would cause the sensation of ten thousand ants gnawing at one's flesh every night.
This was a by-product developed by a special research department of the Zhao Corporation.
"This is a witness. You, get down."
Huang Qianjia, thinking the other party intended to finish off the victim after failing to kill him, quickly climbed onto the car.
"I didn't do anything. Young Master Yun, he's still alive."
Under Huang Qianjia's vigilant and suspicious gaze, Si Jinyan raised his hands, indicating he had done nothing.
"It's good that he's alive. One must have a compassionate heart; it's even better if he can be saved."
Zhao Yunhai said with great feigned pity.
"crocodile tears, pretending to be a good person."
Huang Qianjia could not speak a single good word about Zhao Yunhai's attitude.
"As a just and incorruptible righteous person, one must speak with evidence. Remember my words: no one in this world can judge me."
Zhao Yunhai provocatively raised his eyebrows at Huang Qianjia and waved his hand, signaling his group to leave.
Si Ziyan, among the crowd, covered herself with the hood of her sweatshirt.
Although Huang Qianjia noticed her unusual behavior, she had no authority to stop them from leaving at that moment.
"Captain, you just let him go like that?"
A team member stared resentfully at Zhao Yunhai's retreating back.
He thought that if he could apprehend Zhao Yunhai, he would be promoted at least three ranks.
"Even if you're unwilling, what can be done? Without evidence, even the group leader can only catch a scapegoat."
Huang Qianjia said with a bitter smile, pointing to the group leader who had just emerged from the hotel and was escorting Liu Tan.
...
"Name?"
"Liu Tan."
"Gender?"
"Male."
"Place of origin?"
"From the Nine Provinces."
"Do you know what mistake you've committed?"
"No."
"Be honest. You confessed at the scene; are you playing dumb now?"
"I didn't confess; I was forced to."
"Oh? You mean you were made a scapegoat?"
"No, you forced me to say it because by arresting me, you could earn merit and give the higher-ups an explanation."
"I advise you to be honest. Working for Zhao Yunhai will only lead you to a dead end."
"I refuse to speak."
"Is that so? Then the lawyer outside was sent by Zhao Yunhai."
Upon hearing that a lawyer had arrived, Liu Tan immediately stopped talking. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he would make.
What if he said something he shouldn't have and couldn't get out? That would be a joke.
Liu Tan was uneducated, so he respected learned people, especially the lawyer who came to save him. He was extremely polite.
"I am the defendant's lawyer. Anything you have to say, you can tell me, and I will relay it to my client."
This lawyer was very professional and was highly paid by Zhao Yunhai's Tiangong Company.
Liu Tan would listen to whatever this lawyer said.
Young Master Zhao had said that Ling Yun was just a small test.
As long as he could get out safely now, he would truly become one of them.
...
"Young Master Yun, Lawyer Zhang has sent word. There are no fingerprints or strong evidence to prove that Liu Tan is a murderer."
"However, there is a recording of his confession at the scene. Lawyer Zhang is confident he can get Liu Tan out within seven days."
"News also came from the hospital. After Ling Yun woke up, he complained of pain all over his body and was given anesthesia to temporarily relieve it."
"However, the effects of the anesthesia are ultimately limited."
Ah Da reported the intelligence in his hand to Zhao Yunhai point by point.
Zhao Yunhai, with his legs crossed, handed an apple to the young monk Wuchen and said, "It seems those people haven't given up on Ling Yun."
"That's right. I don't know what's gotten into them. Even though Ling Yun failed, they still bet heavily on him."
Saying this, Ah Da was also puzzled by their thinking.
Zhao Yunhai knew the reason: it was simply the protagonist's aura.
The young monk Wuchen ate the apple obediently, his gaze occasionally drifting to the fried chicken he had just ordered.
After trying it once, he couldn't forget it.
Although he had eaten a lot from Liu Tan, he simply loved it. And, of course, Bai Shi Cola.
"Here, little monk, eat as much as you want. My treat."
Zhao Lesheng, noticing the young monk's gaze, directly took a chicken leg from inside and placed it in the monk's hand.
"Eat it. This chicken leg is actually made of flour," Zhao Lesheng said with a chuckle.
"Is that so?" The young monk Wuchen pretended to be curious and took a bite, frowning as he tasted it, then took another bite.
After finishing it, the young monk Wuchen picked up another chicken leg. "It's a bit like flour. Little monk, I'll taste it again."
"Have a drink. Cola isn't meat," Zhao Lesheng found it amusing and handed him a cola.
"Delicious." The young monk Wuchen took a deep gulp and said with satisfaction.
Zhao Yunhai glanced at the two of them and said to Ah Da, "Bribe the nurse in Ling Yun's ward and arrange things for him."
"Those people in Qianzhou are probably almost ready. Prepare to catch them all in one net."
"Understood." Ah Da quickly jotted down what Young Master Yun had said.