Chapter 1 Anxious

Inside the warehouse, Xiao Yucheng looked at the dozens of people who were detained with him, his heart burning with anxiety. With so many "suspects" together, he didn't know when he would be interrogated again, let alone when he could make a phone call to someone.

His child was alone at home, and Xiao Yucheng was so worried that he couldn't calm down. He frequently scanned his surroundings, already looking for a chance to escape.

After a night of agonizing waiting, Xiao Yucheng hadn't found any chance to escape. But just when his spirit was about to collapse, the man who had beaten him yesterday walked into the room with some people.

The man came to Xiao Yucheng, put his hands behind his back, and asked, "Have you reflected on your actions?"

"I have, I have!" Xiao Yucheng nodded immediately. "Big brother, take me out first, we can talk outside."

The man smiled and waved to the guards. "Come on, unlock his handcuffs, I'll take him out for a chat."

...

Ten minutes later, Xiao Yucheng was taken to a dilapidated SUV.

"Big brother, I know the rules. How about this, you let me make a phone call to a friend, and I'll have him contact you later, and give you some of this..." Xiao Yucheng gestured vaguely, indicating money.

The man smiled while smoking, sizing up Xiao Yucheng, and replied, "Brother, I see you're pretty straightforward, so let's be clear."

"You say it, you say it!" Xiao Yucheng nodded.

"Your matter isn't a small one. No matter how you explain it, you worked for the Chi Army, right?" The man pointed at Xiao Yucheng and replied, "Now the Chi Army has been completely incorporated into the Mo Fei government army, and you are suspected of being a major military spy. Also, after the control order was issued, the materials that passed through your hands are still circulating, which is also a violation of the law."

Xiao Yucheng replied immediately, "Big brother, before the control order was issued, I sold all the materials. Their current circulation has nothing to do with me!"

"It's useless to explain it to me, what matters is whether the law believes your confession. If someone else accuses you, saying you sold them after the control order was issued, then you'll have to go to jail," the man replied with a light laugh.

Xiao Yucheng was speechless.

"Brother, don't be afraid, this matter isn't unsolvable." The man took a puff of his cigarette and said in a low voice, "There are so many laborers who have been arrested, the higher-ups are vague about who committed a crime and who didn't. Your matter can be handled, but it requires money."

As soon as Xiao Yucheng heard that it could be handled, he immediately asked, "How much money?"

The car was filled with smoke. The man stared at him and held up two fingers. "Two hundred thousand."

"How much?!" Xiao Yucheng was stunned.

"Two hundred thousand can get it done, and settling your household registration won't be a problem either." The man put out his cigarette and replied, "Brother, listen to me, spend money to avoid disaster!"

"I... I'm just a laborer, where would I get two hundred thousand?!"

"How could you not have it? You've been dealing with materials in Cinaloa for so long, and you can't come up with two hundred thousand?" The man frowned and questioned.

"My son is sick..."

"What's the use of saying all this?" The man interrupted directly. "Isn't what I'm saying clear enough? If you want to avoid disaster, you have to pay money. If you don't pay, then once someone else is willing to pay, you'll have to go in."

Xiao Yucheng was completely stunned. He couldn't understand why the Dragon City he had always wanted to return to was now so absurd and dark.

"If you lose money, you can earn it back, but if you lose your life, what's the use of money? What do you say?" the man asked again.

Xiao Yucheng didn't understand, nor could he figure out why he had responded to the call and spent thirteen years of his youth in Cinaloa, only to return and become a suspect.

Frustration, anger, confusion, and a series of negative emotions were impacting Xiao Yucheng's heart, but after thinking for a long time, he calmed down. He had to get out now, otherwise there would be no one to take care of his child.

Xiao Yucheng clenched his fists. "Okay, I'll go back and scrape together some money."

"Okay, I'll give you two days to raise the money. If you can't come up with it, then... then there's nothing I can do, you understand?"

"Yes, I understand," Xiao Yucheng nodded.

"Er Bao, you follow him." The man pointed to the strong man in the passenger seat and said.

"Okay," Er Bao nodded.

"Don't even think about running, or you'll die without knowing how you died." The man pointed at Xiao Yucheng and reminded him, then turned to greet the brother next to him. "Send him out through the backyard."

"Yes!" the lackey nodded.

...

On the street to the side of the office compound, a dozen private cars were parked along the road, each with someone inside.

Inside a van, a middle-aged man with a gangster look asked a laborer, "Where's the money?"

"Here it is, here it is!" The other party took out a money bag and handed it over directly, the amount being about two hundred and fifty thousand.

The middle-aged man with the gangster look took a drag on his cigarette, roughly counted the cash, and waved his hand directly, saying, "Okay, you can go."

"Brother, I'm okay this time, right?" the laborer asked, his face covered in external injuries.

"You're okay. Your household registration matter will be completed within a week at most." The other party replied, then said impatiently, "Hurry up and go."

After the two finished their exchange, the laborer pushed the door and got out of the car. His surname was Wang, and he was the second-hand dealer who had previously called Xiao Yucheng, asking him to invest. It was also after he was arrested that he ratted out Lao Xiao, which reduced his own "handling fee" by fifty thousand.

On the street, roughly the same conversation was happening in every car, and bags of money were also being collected.

About two hours later, a large van drove over and began collecting money from each car, gathering the "ransom" paid by the laborers together and driving it away.

The car carrying the money left the street and, after driving for half an hour, entered the office of the Materials Control Department in the Longkou urban area. Immediately, four white men opened the back door and allowed the van to enter.

After a while, several men under Karl's command greeted them with smiles, inspected the cash inside the car, which was at least four or five million, and nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, you've done very well."

"Smoke, officer...!" The social idler responsible for running errands nodded and bowed, taking out a cigarette case.

Under the policy, blatant coercion of personal freedom, blatant acceptance of money for services, a one-stop service, was like a vampire, lying on the back of the Dragon City that had just raised its head but was still very weak, sucking its energy.

...

After Xiao Yucheng left the detention location, he immediately called Zhao Weihu, but the latter was busy and didn't have time to answer. In the end, Lao Xiao had no choice but to send him a text message: "Big brother, I need fifty thousand yuan, can you lend it to me?"

After a while, the other party replied: "Card number."

After sending the text message, Xiao Yucheng was sent home by Er Bao, and immediately took out the key and pushed open the door of his house. "Mingming, Dad's back...!"

After calling out several times in a row, there was no response in the house. Xiao Yucheng panicked a little and quickly scanned the house, but didn't see his child. He also saw that the nebulizer his son usually used was thrown on the table. He checked it and found that the medicine inside was used up.

A bad feeling rose in Xiao Yucheng's heart. He pushed open the door and rushed downstairs, asking around under Er Bao's surveillance.

In front of a breakfast shop, the owner pointed to the street not far away and said, "Last night, I saw your son and a few other kids playing soccer there, but I haven't seen them since."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yucheng ran towards that side like a madman, preparing to ask the children on the street.

Not far ahead, inside a supermarket, a patrol officer was saying to the owner, "Do you know the father of that child?"

"Never seen him before, what's wrong?"

"He didn't make it, we have to find his family!" the officer replied.

While the two were talking, Xiao Yucheng ran into the store. "Hello, let me ask, did you see a group of children playing soccer here last night?"

...

The Yu Family.

While Bai Hongbo was packing his luggage, he said to Zhou Tonghui, "Aren't you going with me? I heard that the Old Triangle is a paradise for men!"