Chapter 177

Since the trouble with He Yuzheng's two regiments, Wang Daolin hadn't been home. On the one hand, he had to preside over the daily work within the police department, and on the other hand, he had to frantically execute Lao Li's orders, leaving him overwhelmed every day.

However, this high-intensity work brought rich rewards. He was considered a core member who had joined Lao Li before he rose to prominence. In another two or three years, rising to a deputy-level cadre in the General Administration would definitely not be a problem.

Of course, all of this was premised on Lao Li remaining strong and not collapsing!

Returning to his rest room, Wang Daolin took off his sweat-soaked clothes, preparing to take a cold shower and then get a good night's sleep.

Having not been home for so many days, his wife had complained a lot, and his son missed him very much. Yesterday, when Wang Daolin was out on business, he passed by a cosmetics store and bought a gift for his wife. He looked at the gift box in his bare body, placing it on the bedside table to remind himself to take it with him when he went home.

"Knock knock!"

Wang Daolin had just started walking towards the bathroom when he heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

"Director, something's up!"

"Come in, it's not locked!" Wang Daolin replied.

A police chief walked in quickly and immediately reported, "Just now, a staff officer from the garrison headquarters called, saying that Zhou Peng is suspected of a military equipment trafficking case involving the garrison. Their military police are already investigating, and they will be requesting us to hand him over in the next day or two!"

"Local laws have the highest priority. What right do they have to request someone?" Wang Daolin raised his eyebrows and replied.

"Priorities are different depending on the matter, and it's hard to say. After all, their reason is suspicion of military equipment trafficking. If it's true, then we do have to hand him over!" The police chief reminded him, "It's common for local authorities to give way to the military."

Wang Daolin thought for a long time, then gave a concise instruction: "Their goal is to rescue Zhou Peng to support Zhang Ming! If he's not free, they won't achieve their goal. Here's what you do: If they really do that, you release him and then report to the General Administration to request the intervention of the supervisory department! As soon as Zhou Peng dares to appear in public, I'll immediately arrest him again! Also, if they force us to release him, then launch a large-scale sweep of his key subordinates. Don't let any of them with issues go! I want to see how many military equipment trafficking cases they can come up with!"

"Awesome, I got it!" The police chief nodded.

"We'll definitely win." Wang Daolin yawned. "Alright, I'm going to take a shower and sleep."

...

Inside the "dog cage" downstairs.

Zhou Peng lay on the concrete floor, his body aching all over, feeling like his bones were about to fall apart.

This dog cage was only a little over a meter high and half a meter wide, making it difficult to even turn around. It was practically a concrete coffin, and without any lights, it was extremely depressing.

However, these methods were useless against Zhou Peng. When he was young, he had suffered much more on the streets.

Truth be told, none of the branch presidents of the stevedore association, except for Dong Pengyu, were easy to deal with. Xu Hu was like that back then, and so is Zhou Peng now.

Lying on the ground, Zhou Peng blinked his eyes. After thinking it over, he still felt that he had to find a way to get out and not be trapped here.

This "out" didn't mean forcing Wang Daolin to release him, because that was impossible. But finding a way to get to the police department hospital was still possible.

The police department hospital was crowded with people, doctors, patient suspects, and police officers from various functional departments. He could come into contact with all of them, so he could find out news from the outside. If he was locked in the Zha Nan District police department, he would be completely finished because it was all Wang Daolin's people, and there was no room to maneuver.

Thinking of this, Zhou Peng felt a sudden pain in his chest!

Damn, did he really get internal injuries from the beating?

Zhou Peng moved his body, ignoring the pain in his heart, and kicked the iron bars with his feet. "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die... my chest hurts!"

"Stop shouting!" The guard glared and roared, "Are you looking for a beating?"

And so, Zhou Peng began to make a ruckus again.

...

On a street in Dragon City.

Yu Mingyuan sat in the car eating stinky tofu, turned his head to look at the laptop placed on the passenger seat, and pressed the space bar with his little finger.

This computer was connected using a wireless network card, which was bought from Cinaloa. It was produced by a small telecommunications company. The network was very unstable, but fortunately, it couldn't be traced.

After pressing the space bar, the face of a man appeared on the computer screen. He was in his thirties and wearing casual clothes.

"What's up?"

"I'm planning to do something with the 130 million worth of arms," Yu Mingyuan said while eating.

"You can't touch that, it's a minefield." The other party said without hesitation, "Why did you think of messing with it?"

"It's hard for me to explain clearly in a few words." Yu Mingyuan paused for a moment and replied, "I'll send you the plan later, take a look at it."

"Are you so insistent?"

"Yes!" Yu Mingyuan nodded.

"...Have you considered the consequences?" The other party asked again.

"I have." Yu Mingyuan wiped the corner of his mouth, his face expressionless as he said, "At worst, I'll just split the family!"

The other party was stunned. "What split the family?"

"A second split. I'll take the people who listen to me and withdraw." Yu Mingyuan replied calmly.

After the words fell, the two were silent.

...

At around 1:30 AM, Wang Daolin fell asleep on the bed, snoring loudly.

"Knock knock knock!!"

A series of rapid knocks echoed.

Wang Daolin opened his eyes groggily and shouted, "Who is it?!"

"Director, Director, open the door, something happened!" A shout rang out outside the door.

Wang Daolin rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and yanked open the door. "What is it?"

"Zhou... Zhou Peng is in trouble, he's been convulsing, he needs to go to the hospital!"

"He's probably acting!"

"It doesn't look like it this time! He's foaming at the mouth, and there's blood!" The police chief replied urgently.

"Damn it!"

Wang Daolin grabbed his coat, draped it over his shoulders, and shouted, "Let's go, go take a look!"

The two rushed into the corridor, running downstairs at top speed, and soon arrived at the entrance of the dog cage. At this moment, Zhou Peng had already been carried out.

His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was full of foam, with traces of blood!

Any veteran police officer knew a little bit about medicine, because they had seen too many critically ill patients, so Wang Daolin immediately shouted, "Quick, get him into the car!"

Three minutes later, everyone carried Zhou Peng out of the police department. Just as they were about to get in the car, Zhou Peng convulsed three times, his neck tilted, and his crotch was instantly wet...

Wang Daolin turned back and touched his stiff neck, cursing with an extremely ugly expression, "Damn it, he's done for!"