[Urban] The City of Lost Virginity (Complete) - Chapter 31

Chapter 74 A Winter Night's Journey
The weather was exceptionally cold, the streets almost deserted, the streetlights casting a chilling glow, and a gust of wind swirled up a flurry of snowflakes. Shang Rong's heart was as cold and lonely as the night. Where was Zi Hui now? Would those people torture her? Shang Rong felt a pang of heartache and dared not think any further. He took out his phone and called Zhang Ming, briefly explaining what had happened, and finally said, "You and Pangolin come to my old house. Bring that kid along too."
After a long silence, he suddenly pointed ahead and said to Xiao Ya, "Stop the car in front of that public phone booth for a while."
Xiao Ya didn't say a word, parked the car there, watched the man get out, watched him walk to the phone booth, watched him talk to someone with his back to her. In that instant, Xiao Ya felt that in the past few minutes, this man had shown a side of himself she had never seen before. Mysterious and unfamiliar. However, when she thought that all the man's current actions were for a woman, her eyes lit up. Who exactly is he? He does look quite like… That person said he was a criminal. Don't criminals have women who love them? If he were a criminal, would I still love him? Xiaoya was so lost in thought that she was still in a daze even after Shang Rong got into the car. “
What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
Shang Rong asked, looking at the girl. “
No,”
Xiaoya said as she started the car. After driving silently for a while, Xiaoya glanced at the man and whispered, “No matter what happens, I will be with you.”
She quickly turned her face away, staring straight ahead, her full breasts rising and falling slightly. Shang Rong was stunned for a moment, then said softly, “Otherwise, why would I ask you to travel with me through the cold winter night?”
Xiaoya smiled slightly at the man’s words. Travel through the cold winter night? We are a pair of travelers through the cold winter night. Xiaoya looked around the room in surprise—the old furniture, the equally old bed, everything exuded a sense of antiquity. Only the man was alive; he hadn’t stopped moving since he came in. He helped her take off her coat, took a pair of purple slippers from the shoe cabinet, then went into the kitchen to boil a kettle of water; he lifted the cover from the sofa; turned on the computer; opened the ventilation window… Xiaoya wanted to help him, but didn't know where to start. Just as Xiaoya was at a loss, the doorbell rang. Zhang Ming and Xiaoya had met a few times, but she didn't recognize Pangolin or the young man in his late twenties. Zhang Ming saw Xiaoya seem to pause for a moment, then nodded at her, but didn't speak; everyone wore a solemn expression. After everyone was seated on the sofa, Shang Rong took out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to each person. The young man immediately came over and lit one for him. Xiaoya was making tea in the kitchen when she heard Shang Rong say, “It happened very suddenly. I already mentioned it on the phone, and that's all I know. I suspect it's a kidnapping, but I can't pinpoint the person.”
He then turned to Zhang Ming and continued, “What do you think?”
Zhang Ming was silent for a moment, then glanced towards the kitchen. Shang Rong understood what he meant and waved his hand, saying, "I trust her, just tell me."
"I was thinking about it for a while on the way here, and at first I also thought it was a kidnapping. But kidnapping is nothing more than for money, and if that's the case, we'll get news of the kidnappers soon. However..."
Seeing Shang Rong's troubled look, he glanced at the kitchen again. Just then, Xiao Ya came in dragging a tea tray, and Shang Rong beckoned to Xiao Ya, gesturing for her to sit next to him. Seeing Shang Rong's silent actions, Zhang Ming seemed to have no other choice but to continue, "I remembered the time Xiao Feng was arrested. I asked Xiao Feng, and those people didn't follow any procedures at all; it was like a kidnapping. Although the arrest was made by the Chengnan Branch, the mastermind behind it was Qi Shundong."
Shang Rong squinted at Zhang Ming and said, "The police always have a charge when they arrest someone... Xiao Feng..."
"What charge could Xiao Feng have?"
Zhang Ming interrupted Shang Rong, saying, "They can find a fabricated charge for you at any time. And the charge itself isn't their purpose in arresting people; their purpose is hidden behind the charge, something they can't reveal. The real purpose of arresting Xiao Feng that time was for me, and of course, ultimately for you. I think this time is similar to that time..."
"Qi Shundong?"
As soon as Shang Rong uttered those three words, Xiao Ya couldn't help but shudder, but then she fell silent. "
I always thought Qi Shundong wouldn't..."
Shang Rong stopped before finishing, seemingly unconvinced by her own argument. "
Boss, Qi Shundong has lost his wife and daughter, how can he let this go?"
Pangolin shouted. "I think arresting Boss Lin is purely revenge. This kind of thing has happened before. Kidnapping? Who in this city has the guts to kidnap the boss's woman?"
Shang Rong glanced at Xiao Ya, seeing her head down, eyes fixed on her toes, and put an arm around her shoulder. Xiao Ya smiled at him and gently shook her head. Just then, Shang Rong's phone beeped. He hurriedly reached for it, his hands trembling with excitement, and the phone fell to the ground. Xiao Ya immediately picked it up and handed it to the man. As Shang Rong answered the phone, she gently stroked his arm, her eyes filled with tenderness. "
Are you sure?"
Shang Rong said the last sentence into the phone, followed by silence. Everyone's eyes were fixed on his face. Even Xiao Ya couldn't hold back any longer, subtly shaking his arm. After a long silence, Shang Rong slowly said, "The entire city's public security system hasn't arrested anyone named Zi Hui today, not even anyone who looks like her."
"Secret arrest!"
The young man who had been sitting silently in the corner suddenly uttered those two words. The others immediately turned to look at him. The young man wasn't nervous; he said seriously, "If the police made a secret arrest, they wouldn't be able to find out. Only a few people know. I know a guy whose dad was secretly arrested; they only notified his family a month later. His family used many connections but still couldn't find out."
Another silence fell. At this moment, Xiao Ya couldn't sit still any longer and stood up abruptly, saying, "Brother Rong, I'll go ask him if he did it."
"Xiao Ya!"
Shang Rong whispered, "Don't be impulsive. Even if he did it, he wouldn't tell you. You know him well."
Xiao Ya sat back down dejectedly. Apart from Zhang Ming, Pangolin and the young man looked at Xiao Ya in surprise, not understanding what was going on. They naturally assumed Xiao Ya was one of the boss's many women, a trusted confidante, of course. What exactly was this pretty girl's role? The two men simultaneously wondered the same thing. Shang Rong calmly said to them, "She is Qi Shundong's daughter, Qi Xiaoya."
"What?"
Pangolin was alright, but the young man jumped up from his chair as if he had seen a ghost, pointing at Xiaoya and stammering, "She...she is...you..."
Zhang Ming pulled the young man back into his chair and scolded, "Are you crazy?!"
Pangolin didn't jump up as excitedly as the young man, but his shock was no less. At the same time, he felt boundless respect for his boss. The boss was truly an artist, able to manipulate his enemy's daughter so easily. Shang Rong waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet. "
What Jianbin just said reminded me of something. Someone told me that Qi Shundong is still in charge of Zheng Gang's case, and the criminal police captain Chen Guodong isn't one of his men, so even Zhang Aijun might not know Qi Shundong's movements. In that case, Zi Hui is very likely..."
"Boss, if it really was Qi Shundong who did it, then finding him will be..."
Zhang Ming said worriedly. Shang Rong looked up at the pangolin and said, "Let's wait until tomorrow morning. If there's still no news of the kidnappers by tomorrow, then Qi Shundong is the most suspicious."
He paused for a moment and then added, "However, it's better for someone to be in Qi Shundong's hands than in the hands of the kidnappers. I'm sure he won't dare to do anything reckless. He'll just make me suffer a little."
The pangolin shifted its body, seemingly wanting to say something, and gave Shang Rong a wink. Shang Rong said impatiently, "Just say what you have to say."
The pangolin stammered, "There are some veterans in the police force, they... they're very good at interrogating people... I wonder about President Lin... she..."
Shang Rong stood up and said coldly, "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, it's true that there are capable people in the police force, but I, Shang Rong, am not a pig."
He glanced at everyone and continued, "We'll talk about everything tomorrow morning."
The three of them stood up and walked towards the door. Shang Rong saw them to the door and said to Zhang Ming, "Call Map and have him fly back to the city tomorrow."
Zhang Ming laughed, "Boss, isn't it inappropriate for him to come back now? What do you want him to do? We'll do it for you."
Shang Rong stared fiercely at Zhang Ming and said, word by word, "I'm going to kill someone!"
Qi Xiaoya, who was inside the room, happened to hear the man's words and couldn't help but shiver several times, but her tender heart clung even tighter to the man.

Chapter 75 A Trembling Aura
The house quieted down, but the strong smell of smoke lingered. When Shang Rong returned to the living room, he didn't see Xiao Ya. Feeling exhausted, he half-reclined on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. But the image of Zi Hui kept appearing in his mind. He seemed to see Zi Hui curled up, alone in a small room, crying. She must be thinking of him now, hoping he would come to save her quickly. Who else could save her but him? Hui Hui, you must be strong, wait for me. I will definitely come to save you. I will never bully you again. When you come back, I will take good care of you. Don't you like money? I have so much money, more than you can imagine. I'll give it all to you. You'll never have to worry about money again, never have to haggle with others, and you can buy whatever you want. Oh, and you wanted to go on a trip, right? When you come back, I'll go with you. We can go anywhere you want. Just as Shang Rong was lost in thought with his eyes closed, a small hand shook him awake. He opened his eyes to find Xiaoya sitting beside him, watching him. Shang Rong glanced at his watch; it was already past 2 a.m. "
Xiaoya! Go to sleep first."
"What about you?"
Xiaoya asked. "
I can't sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see Zihui staring at me… You go to sleep, I'll sit here a little longer."
Shang Rong said, gently nudging the girl. "
I won't sleep either, I'll stay with you."
Xiaoya shook her head firmly. "
Go to sleep! You're not listening, are you!"
Shang Rong snapped angrily. But Xiaoya wasn't scared. She stretched her neck and stubbornly cried out, "I won't sleep! I won't listen!"
Shang Rong immediately deflated, suddenly reaching out to pick the girl up from the sofa and carry her to the bedroom. Xiaoya gave a soft snort, letting the man carry her, but her small hand pounded on his back. Shang Rong placed the girl on the bed and was about to cover her with a blanket when Xiao Ya wriggled and said coquettishly, "I haven't taken off my clothes yet."
She stretched out her hands towards him, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. Shang Rong cursed inwardly: "Little thing! At a time like this, you're still trying to seduce me. If I were to sleep with you today, Zi Hui would be furious." Even as he thought this, his hands wouldn't obey him. He pulled the girl up and skillfully pulled off her cashmere sweater, revealing her full breasts and pure white bra. Shang Rong swallowed hard, considering whether to help her take off her pants. The girl lay down on the bed, covered her breasts with her hands, and remained still, her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed—her expression clearly waiting for the man to pull down her pants. Although he and Xiaoya had been intimate before, and he had even touched her private parts, it had all been done in the dark. Now, under the bright light, seeing the beauty lying there, disheveled, shy and timid, how could Shang Rong resist? He just wanted to see if Zihui would blame him, and besides, he'd have to see her sooner or later; it would ease his tension. While making excuses for himself, Shang Rong pulled down the girl's underwear, leaving her in only a small pink panty. Then, standing by the bed, he greedily gazed at the girl's pair of crystal-clear, white, jade-like legs. The faint sheen was so dazzling to Shang Rong. Moving his gaze up her calves, he reached that place that haunted his dreams. A strong urge seized Shang Rong's heart. What kind of scenery was hidden within those high mounds of flesh? A delicate fragrance wafted through the air, and the virgin's body was within reach. Zihui, your man isn't a man of strong will. Although a thin layer of fabric covered her last vestige of shame, Xiaoya could feel the penetrating power of the man's gaze even with her eyes closed—a feeling more intoxicating than any touch. "Look, look," he said, "once you've seen it, you won't think about it anymore. After you've seen it, it won't be a secret anymore. A toy that's been opened will eventually lose its magic; just cherish it."
Xiaoya felt her face burning, her body trembling uncontrollably. She had a strong urge to cover that place that fascinated the man and shamed her with her hands, because she could already feel the wetness and heat there, a tingling sensation like earthworms wriggling from deep within towards the exit. Ah! It's coming out! The earthworm has… Xiaoya seemed unable to hold back any longer. Trembling, she reached out her small hands, grabbed a corner of the blanket, and hastily covered her lower body, turning over to expose her back to the man. Shang Rong let out a long sigh, his heart filled with gratitude for the girl. He knew that for a virgin like Xiaoya to so willingly offer her body, allowing him to feast his eyes on her for so long and without restraint, was truly remarkable. For her, it was even more shameful than having sex with her. But was it so easy for him to endure it, to only look and not touch? "Zihui, this is all because of you!" Shang Rong searched for reasons to comfort himself and excuse himself. He couldn't decide whether to go to bed and hold the girl's warm, delicate body. Her side-lying body, the beautiful lines between her waist and hips, and the strands of her hair scattered on the pillow—all seemed like a slender hand stirring his heart. Just then, Xiaoya let out a dreamlike moan, which sounded to him like a sigh, yet also like a resounding horn, seemingly encouraging him to pounce and charge. Shang Rong gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and ripped open his clothes. The sound of buttons popping echoed. This was called turning grief into strength. Xiaoya seemed startled, turning around to see the man's face flushed red, one eye gleaming like a hungry wolf in spring. She felt a jolt of fear, instantly regretting her earlier licentiousness. What was bound to happen would happen; it seemed today was the day.
This place was nice; it seemed to be his lair. The timing wasn't ideal, but it didn't matter. Let Zihui and I remember this day forever. "
Please... turn off the light,"
Xiaoya's voice trembled. Shang Rong hesitated, then reached out and turned off the light. The room was instantly plunged into darkness, the only sound the two people's heavy breathing, like two lurking wild beasts poised to pounce. Just as Shang Rong, as usual, naked, prepared to get into bed and embrace her hot body, the howling wind outside rattled the old-fashioned window. Shang Rong glanced at the dark window and was instantly terrified. A pair of resentful eyes stared at him through the dark glass—Zihui! Before Shang Rong could recover, the eyes disappeared again. A hallucination! It must be a hallucination. "
Amitabha!"
Immediately afterward, a clear Buddhist chant echoed through the night sky, instantly reminding Shang Rong of the old monk he had met at Qingyuan Temple that distant afternoon, along with Xiao Yu's blurry face. Then, everything went black, and he collapsed unconscious onto the bed, unable to wake Xiao Ya's hysterical cries.

Chapter 76 Leave it
to fate. The van left the bustling city center and turned onto the outer ring road, heading towards the suburbs. Night had fallen, and Zi Hui could barely discern the direction the car was heading from the scenery outside the front window, a sudden surge of tension rising within her. This was the road out of the city. Why were the prosecutors taking me out of the city? "
Who are you? I need to see your identification. That's my right."
Zi Hui fantasized about using her legal knowledge to defend her rights. In her mind, arresting someone by the procuratorate or the police should be like in the movies, where the police would first wave a small notebook in front of you and tell you why you were detained or arrested. But these people… Zi Hui became more and more frightened, because her protests received no response. No! They didn't seem like people from the procuratorate, but rather like gangsters from the movies. Oh my god! Could they be kidnappers? Ah! Brother Rong, come save me! I've been kidnapped. As the car moved forward, various thoughts flashed through Zi Hui's mind. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man holding her hostage; it was dark inside the car, and she couldn't even see his face. It was dark. Brother Rong must have gone home by now. Does he know what happened? Will Zhou Xiaolian call Brother Rong? She must know what happened. Xiaolian, you must know what happened, right? You must have already told Brother Rong. Suddenly, Zi Hui thought of her home, the bright lights in the living room, the man lounging on the sofa reading, and Xiao Ya and her daughter—what were they doing now? Was it time for dinner? In an instant, Zi Hui felt how warm her home, which she entered and exited every day, was, and how kind the people there were. Unconsciously, Zi Hui felt a cold tear roll down her cheek. When the car finally stopped, Zi Hui didn't know how much time had passed—an hour? Two hours? Her thoughts were chaotic; the whole process felt like an eternity. The man sitting to Zi Hui's right opened the car door and jumped out. A gust of cold wind rushed into the car, and Zi Hui shivered. The man to her left pushed her and shouted, "Get out!" It was darker
outside than she had imagined, but after Zi Hui got out and steadied herself, she was horrified to find herself in the middle of nowhere. There were no houses, no lights; the only light came from another car parked a few meters away. Through the haze, she saw several people get out of that car and walk towards them. "
Turn around!"
A man grabbed Zi Hui's arm and spun her around. Then, he pressed a hand against the back of her neck, shoving her head against the van, blinding her completely. "
You're all here,"
a voice said, seemingly the forty-something man sitting in the front of the van. "
Thanks, buddy,"
another man's voice said. "Don't
mention it! It was nothing,"
the van driver's voice replied. "
Thanks, everyone. Please go back. I'll treat you to a meal another day."
Then another man shouted, "Go blindfold her."
Zi Hui felt a man behind her, and without knowing what he was using, he blindfolded her. She felt a cold hand touch her delicate cheek. Then, he grabbed her arm and practically dragged her forward. It's over! She'd really been kidnapped. Blindfolded? To prevent her from recognizing them? Why would the prosecutors be afraid of her recognizing them? It wasn't anything shameful. In the darkness, Zi Hui was certain these were kidnappers. A wave of fear washed over her, followed by a deep despair. Zi Hui was staggered and dragged to the car, practically shoved inside, the movements even rougher than the group that had come before. Dejected, she didn't want to speak anymore, like someone who had lost all hope and could only resign herself to fate. What terrible things awaited her next was anyone's guess. At that moment, she only wanted to cry silently, letting the tears ease the fear and despair in her heart. Outside, the footsteps of early risers could be heard, and the light in the windows gradually brightened. Xiao Ya lifted her head from the man's chest. Looking at him sleepily, she saw nothing wrong; he seemed to be sleeping soundly. Xiao Ya pinched the man's chest in a huff. "That bastard! He scared me to death last night! I don't know what's wrong with him, I almost called 120! No wonder Zi Hui and Fei'er said he's mentally unstable." Xiao Ya lazily turned over, feeling a wave of sleepiness wash over her, and half her body fell asleep on top of the man, completely oblivious to his naked body. Shang Rong was awakened by the sound of car horns outside the window. Opening his eyes, he saw his disheveled hair on his chest. A thought flashed through his mind—could it be that last night he and she…? But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall the passionate encounter. He only remembered falling asleep and never waking up. Something was wrong! How could this be? He had actually slept with a nearly naked beauty all night without disturbing her. Was he just too tired to remember? Shang Rong reached under the covers and gently touched the girl's body for a while. Her underwear was still on. He sighed with relief. Thank goodness, he hadn't done anything to betray Zi Hui. Thinking of Zi Hui, Shang Rong sat up abruptly. The girl rolled off him but didn't wake up, only muttering a few words in her sleep. But the fragrant body under the uncovered blankets caught Shang Rong's eye. He instantly felt a primal urge. But remembering it was a special day, he gritted his teeth, covered the girl's delicate body with the blanket, and dared not look at her again. He had to get Zhou Xiaolian to report it to the police. If Zi Hui had really been arrested by Qi Shundong, they could use the pretext of reporting it to get Zhang Aijun involved, and also put pressure on Qi Shundong. Just as Shang Rong was washing his face and deep in thought, Zhang Ming called, saying the map would arrive at eleven o'clock, and asked if he should find a place to hide. "
Hide my ass! Everyone go to the villa and wait, I'll be there right away. Bring that kid too!"
Shang Rong yelled at Zhang Ming. He was wondering whether to wake Xiao Ya when he suddenly remembered Lao Yang. Qiongminyuan? He almost forgot about Sun Xiaoning's gift. Shang Rong rushed over and turned on the computer. After browsing some stocks he was familiar with, he was filled with doubt. Damn it, there's no market activity; it looks like it's going to fall. Sun Xiaoning, that son of a bitch, doesn't understand stocks at all. Thinking this, he casually searched for Qiongminyuan. Five yuan and thirty-five cents. So it was a junk stock. Shang Rong sat in front of the computer, eyes closed, deep in thought. Logically, he should trust Sun Xiaoning. First, Sun Xiaoning had no motive to harm him; second, Sun Xiaoning had just "borrowed" ten million from him, so he wouldn't do anything that would harm others without benefiting himself. However, Shang Rong felt that while Sun Xiaoning was indeed an expert at scheming and plotting, stocks belonged to the realm of finance and philosophy. Where would Old Sun have the time to study this stuff? Even if he had inside information, was that information reliable? Shang Rong weighed the matter repeatedly in his mind. On one hand, he wasn't sure about Sun Xiaoning's judgment on stocks; on the other hand, he was itching to try it. After all, it had been a long time since he'd been involved in the stock market, like a drug addict eagerly anticipating the return of drugs. Suddenly, Shang Rong remembered the promise he had made to Zi Hui: "I will never trade stocks again in my life. If I do, you can chop off my hand." Why did he still remember those words he had said to Zi Hui so vividly at this moment? Maybe I just miss her too much. But anyway, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Back then, I had absolutely no inside information and was just blindly speculating. Now that Old Sun has provided such specific information, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life if I missed it? Besides, how could an ordinary person like me possibly grasp such information? Life is a gamble, and instead of blindly betting, it's better to take a big gamble under the guidance of an expert. Either I'll make a fortune, or I'll lose everything. Isn't the point of life to enjoy it? Zi Hui! I'm sorry, husband. When you come back, I'll offer you one hand to chop off. After all, I didn't say I'd chop off both hands that day. As long as one hand is left, I'll still be living life to the fullest. Shang Rong, a cigarette dangling from his lips, muttered incoherently while his hands flew across the keyboard. Finally, he shouted, "Zi Hui, I'm coming!" He
then slammed his fingers down the Enter key, panting heavily, as if he had just climbed off a woman.

Chapter 77 Extreme Darkness
When Zi Hui was dragged out of the car, she was completely disoriented. She felt like she was floating, being carried forward by two people, her blindfold still on. She couldn't see anything, only hear the crunching of their feet on the snow. The wind seemed to subside. They entered through a door, then onto stairs—not going up, but down, because Zi Hui felt her feet slip several times. Finally, two people lifted her feet off the ground and carried her to the bottom. The basement! Just as Zi Hui's thought crossed her mind, she heard the clang of an iron door opening. She felt her feet trip over something, like a threshold. After walking a while, she heard the sounds of locks and doors opening again. Then, Zi Hui felt herself being pushed hard, and she fell forward. Since her hands were free, she instinctively reached forward to try and regain her balance, but still crashed heavily onto the hard ground. A sharp pain shot through her knees, and she couldn't help but cry out. Just then, she heard another loud bang behind her. The door slammed shut. Suddenly, like a madwoman, Zi Hui ripped off the blindfold, and before she could even see her surroundings, she turned and lunged backward, crying out desperately, "Who are you people? You bastards!" She
seemed to hear a few chuckles of laughter from outside, then the sliver of light that peeked through the crack in the iron door vanished instantly. Zi Hui blinked frantically, but everything was pitch black, as if her eyes were still blindfolded. She knelt on the ground, turning and looking around, but could see nothing. She felt as if she had fallen into a giant black hole, a black hole that had appeared many times in her nightmares. But after waking from those nightmares, she always slept in a man's warm embrace, or at least in her warm bed at home, even without a man. Now the nightmare had finally come true. Where would she be when she woke up again? Would this endless nightmare ever end? Boundless darkness, eerily quiet all around. Never before had Zi Hui experienced such silence. The silence was so profound she could almost hear her own blood rushing through her veins. She didn't know how big the house was, or where she was within it. The darkness was like a heavy curtain, suffocating her. Her hands trembled as she groped her way along the floor, slowly moving her stiff body, as if the room were riddled with traps. Finally, she touched a wall. Judging from the direction she had fallen in, it must be a corner. Zi Hui struggled to move over and leaned her back against the wall. Only then did she escape the feeling of utter emptiness and helplessness. Zi Hui had no time to think of anything else. She buried her head in her knees, a wave of fear, sorrow, and resentment washing over her. She choked out a cry of "Rong," then bit her fingers tightly and began to sob hysterically. It was a small farmhouse with a two-story building. Some plants seemed to grow in the dark areas of the yard, and a tractor was parked near the gate. Fang Yuliang and two other men were standing beside the tractor, smoking. In the flickering firelight, the faces of the other two could be seen: Li Gang, a detective from the city bureau, and Wu Xinmin, a detective from the Chengnan branch. "
Boss, how's tonight?"
Li Gang threw his cigarette butt into the snow and wiped his face with a handful of snow from the tractor. Fang Yuliang looked up at the sky, spat on the ground, and said, "Don't expect any peace and quiet these days. The fewer people who know about this, the better. Looks like we'll have to do it ourselves. The three of us will take turns."
Li Gang laughed, "Having a beauty to look at but not touch, damn it..."
Fang Yuliang threw away his cigarette butt and chuckled coldly, then said to Wu Xinmin, who hadn't spoken, "Xiao Wu, you're on the first shift tonight."
He tossed him a bunch of keys. "
Boss, when do we interrogate her?"
Wu Xinmin asked, catching the keys. "
Xiao Wu, remember this: it's harder to not interrogate the prisoner than to interrogate her. Let's lock her up for a few days first. Anyway, I don't expect to get anything out of her. That old fox Shang Rong definitely won't let a woman get involved in his affairs."
He waved to Li Gang, and the two left the courtyard one after the other. Inside, Wu Xinmin, seeing them walk away, seemed to suddenly remember something and chased after them, shouting, "Boss, should we get that woman something to eat?"
From afar came Fang Yuliang's laughing and cursing voice: "Eat my ass! You're not the one who wants to eat, are you? I guarantee she won't feel hungry for two days. Don't you dare steal any!"
Then came the two men's loud laughter. Wu Xinmin shook his head, stood there staring blankly at the night sky for a long time, and then slowly walked back to his room.

Chapter 78 The Storm Is Brewing
That morning, a woman named Zhou Xiaolian came to the Nanguan Police Station, reporting that her friend had been kidnapped. After receiving the report, the police officers, after careful questioning, felt the case was serious, especially when they learned that the kidnapped person was Lin Zihui, the general manager of Huiya Company, a well-known company in the city. They immediately reported to the station chief. The station chief slammed his fist on the table, furious. The criminals in this city are becoming increasingly rampant. Not long ago, they openly attacked the police, killing two officers, and now they've kidnapped a citizen in broad daylight. Given the seriousness of the case, it wasn't something a small police station could handle, so he immediately reported it to the city's Criminal Investigation Team. Criminal Investigation Captain Chen Guodong was shocked upon hearing the report. Lin Zihui was kidnapped? Who did it? He suddenly realized the connection between Lin Zihui and the suspect, Shang Rong, and felt the case was full of mystery, requiring a report to Director Qi. He then thought it best to report to Director Zhang first. However, Director Zhang was in a meeting at the department office. He happened to meet the director's assistant, Li Qing, and briefly explained the case. Although Li Qing had learned from Shang Rong's phone call last night that Lin Zihui had been arrested, she was still shocked to hear that Lin Zihui had been kidnapped. Last night, she had searched all the police stations but found no record of Lin Zihui's arrest. She hadn't expected Shang Rong to treat it as a kidnapping case. Had Lin Zihui really been kidnapped? If so, it was necessary to report to Director Zhang as soon as possible. Since last night, Li Qing had been unsure of the veracity of this story. Lin Zihui was Shang Rong's ex-wife, his current mistress, and also the general manager of Huiya Company. She had countless connections to Shang Rong, and anything related to this man had to be treated with extreme caution. She even secretly suspected that Shang Rong had broken up with his mistress and then fabricated a disappearance, deliberately playing the victim. He was capable of such a thing; after all, it wasn't his first time killing someone. Nevertheless, Li Qing decided to inform Zhang Aijun of this matter as soon as possible. Qi Shundong felt a surge of unease after hearing Chen Guodong's report. He hadn't expected Shang Rong to report the case to the police. Qi Shundong assumed Shang Rong was desperate to hide and would try to avoid contact with the police. He was even certain Shang Rong suspected he was involved. If Shang Rong were certain he was the kidnapper, he wouldn't dare report it. It was precisely because he suspected him that Shang Rong dared to send people to the police station to make a scene. He could only swallow his anger, just as he had felt helpless when Shang Rong had stolen his daughter and wife. He hadn't expected Shang Rong to report it so openly. It seemed Fang Yuliang needed to expedite the process, otherwise things could escalate. "
Director Qi, should we hold a case analysis meeting to arrange the follow-up work?"
Chen Guodong asked, noticing Qi Shundong's silence. "
Don't rush. Lin Zihui is Shang Rong's ex-wife and mistress. If Lin Zihui was kidnapped, why didn't Shang Rong report it himself? Doesn't he know about something this serious? Where is he now, and what is he doing? I suspect this is another smokescreen Shang Rong is using to interfere with our investigation of the Zheng Gang case. My opinion is that before the truth of the matter is clear, the criminal investigation team shouldn't get involved. Let the officers from the Nanguan Police Station, the unit that received the case, conduct some investigations first."
Chen Guodong thought to himself, "You make it sound good. If Lin Zihui's kidnapping is true, and I haven't done anything, then I'll bear all the responsibility. Of course, you, Qi Shundong, can shirk all responsibility." He decided to go and hear Director Zhang's opinion first. Just as Chen Guodong was about to leave, Qi Shundong called him back and asked, "Have you reported this to Director Zhang?"
Chen Guodong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I came directly to you as soon as I received the case. I haven't gone to Director Zhang's yet."
Qi Shundong nodded thoughtfully and waved to Chen Guo. Suburbs. Villa. Shang Rong paced back and forth in the room like a wolf at dusk, his eyes red, whether from lack of sleep or conjunctivitis, it was unclear. The other four men's eight eyes seemed glued to him, following him wherever he went. "
Boss, it's almost certain now that it wasn't kidnappers, otherwise we would have known by now. Where would kidnappers not take money?"
Zhang Ming finally broke the silence and spoke. Pangolin and Map were half-reclined on the sofa, smoking, while the young man Jianbin stood in a corner, seemingly deep in thought. "
What suggestions do you have?"
Shang Rong asked coldly without stopping. Zhang Ming moved his lips but ultimately couldn't utter a word. At this moment, Jianbin, who was standing in the corner, spoke up: "Boss, since you've already reported the case to the police, it means you no longer consider it a kidnapping case, but suspect a covert arrest by the police. Before taking any further action, we might as well create some buzz, for example, with the media..."
Shang Rong stopped in front of Jianbin, stared at the young man for a while, and turned to Zhang Ming, saying, "Call our reporters immediately to make arrangements."
After a moment's thought, he added, "The article can subtly implicate the police."
"Boss, if just talking doesn't work, we can try something more physical,"
Pangolin said, playing with his two iron balls. Shang Rong seemed very interested, found a chair, sat down, and said, "Tell me your thoughts."
"If Qi Shundong did this, he's naturally settling a personal score, so there must be something illegal about it. I don't think he wants to make a big deal out of it. Should we confront him directly, teach him a lesson, and let him know we're not easy to bully?" Pangolin looked eager to try. "
If you ask me, let's just kill that old dog and save him from causing us trouble,"
Map said viciously. Hearing their conversation, Shang Rong seemed to have his roguish nature awakened. Imagining Qi Shundong's disheveled state, he felt a surge of pleasure. Just as he was about to speak, his phone rang. He glanced at the unfamiliar number. "
Who is it?"
"Old classmate, long time no see! I've been thinking of you!"
Upon hearing the voice on the other end, Shang Rong shuddered, his hand trembling so much he almost dropped the phone. His expression was as if he had heard Satan's call. "
It's Zheng Gang!"
The men on the sofa jumped to their feet, their eyes fixed on their boss, each face showing a mixture of excitement and fear.

Chapter 79 Deeper Privacy
Zheng Gang's appearance disrupted Shang Rong's composure. His original plan to teach Qi Shundong a lesson was temporarily abandoned. The thought that Zi Hui's kidnapping might be related to Zheng Gang flashed through his mind again, but after some deduction, he dismissed his guess. Zheng Gang's appearance at this time could only be described as a coincidence at some point, but Shang Rong couldn't explain the exact cause of this coincidence. The group stayed in the villa for several days, but there was still no news of Zi Hui. The newspapers were filled with lengthy reports on this suspected kidnapping case, and a large photo of Zi Hui was published. Zhou Xiaolian, of course, was the protagonist of this incident; after a few days, she had become a news figure, frequently interviewed by reporters. Finally, the television station couldn't resist the urge to broadcast a special program titled "Alternative Kidnapping." In the program, Zhou Xiaolian tearfully described the barbaric scene that occurred that evening, as if human civilization had ended at that moment. Fatty Wang Shili also appeared on camera, lamenting how kind President Lin was, and how someone could do such a beastly thing. Yang Jun also appeared on screen. Everyone wore an expression of grief and indignation, yet their eyes betrayed a hint of excitement. This wasn't due to a lack of compassion or schadenfreude, but rather because their long-term stagnant lives had numbed them, impairing their judgment. The film ended with the statement: "Three days have passed, and there's still no news of the kidnappers. The Lin Zihui incident has become the talk of the town, with various rumors circulating. Some say Lin Zihui wasn't kidnapped, but secretly detained by the Public Security Bureau for economic issues. Can the Public Security Bureau secretly detain suspects without notifying their families? We'd like to ask Mr. Zhang Aijun, the Director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, to answer this question." Zhang Aijun then appeared on camera, and Shang Rong recognized the location as the Director's office. Instead of directly answering the reporter's question, Zhang Aijun spoke at length about the necessity of legal construction in the new era, assuring the city that the truth about the Lin Zihui incident would one day come to light… Qi Shundong stood up from the sofa, snapped off the television, and sat back down, burying his face in a cigarette, hissing loudly. Finally, seemingly unable to hold back any longer, he picked up the phone. "
The prosecutor's office can't take it anymore; they're asking for our paperwork,"
Qi Shundong said dejectedly into the phone. "
They're scared. They didn't expect Shang Rong to cause such a huge uproar. What's the next step?"
The voice on the other end sounded very anxious. Qi Shundong cursed inwardly: "Damn it, asking me what to do? Didn't you swear you could handle it yourself? You want to escape at the slightest sign of trouble." "
What are your plans?"
Qi Shundong passed the buck back. "
What's the situation with Director Zhang?"
The other party was still gathering information. "
Chen Guodong has opened an investigation, but there hasn't been any concrete action yet. If things get tough, let's just settle this,"
Qi Shundong said vaguely. After a long silence, the other party said listlessly, "That's the only way. It just benefits that bastard Shang Rong."
Qi Shundong put down the phone and sat alone in the dark for a long time. Finally, a profound sense of loneliness overwhelmed him, seemingly crushing him completely. He collapsed onto the sofa, curled up, covered his face with his hands, and howled for a while. Then he jumped up from the sofa and practically rushed into Xiaoya's old bedroom, lunging at the imagined body of his daughter on the bed. He grabbed the pillow Xiaoya had used and hugged it tightly, kissing and sniffing it while howling, "Xiaoya, my baby, let Daddy kiss you..." After a long while, Qi Shundong gradually calmed down, lying there panting, staring at the ceiling, unable to help but think of Li Manyu, the policewoman from the Sangong Police Station. That night, Qi Shundong released all the energy he had accumulated since his wife left onto Li Manyu. He slept with the woman three times in a row, each time leaving her completely limp. Qi Shundong truly didn't understand where his strength came from. Later, the woman couldn't take it anymore, and at her pleading, Qi Shundong held her limp body and chatted with her bit by bit. Li Manyuan was captivated by Qi Shundong's powerful advances, especially since this man had taken her virginity. Her heart was now completely tied to Qi Shundong. When the man asked her why she did it, she hesitated for a long time before finally confessing that she had a father complex and particularly craved being possessed by a strong man. Qi Shundong was overjoyed. He had a daughter complex, and she had a father complex—weren't they a perfect match? He never expected to find a kindred spirit in this small police station. Qi Shundong excitedly hugged the woman's body and asked, "You're 27 years old, how come you've never been with a man?"
Li Manyuan playfully slapped the man and said softly, "Many men want to sleep with me. Director Fang has wanted to sleep with me since the first day I arrived. However, although I'm not some noblewoman, I'm not someone any man can just sleep with. Even animals choose strong opponents to mate with."
Qi Shundong was overjoyed to hear this, and his previously vented desire gradually rekindled. He stuffed one hand between the woman's legs and panted, "Little darling, why do you have... a father complex..."
Li Manyuan squirmed in the man's arms, pleading breathlessly, "No... really, you can't do it anymore... it's all swollen there... are you afraid that I won't give it to you later..."
Qi Shundong withdrew his hand and kneaded the woman's breasts, pressing, "You still haven't told me why..."
Li Manyuan exclaimed a few times, then quickly said, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, what can't I tell you..."
She paused, feeling the man's hand on her chest lessen, and whispered in his ear, "Actually, I just like it when my dad bathes me. My mother and dad divorced when I was nine, and I've always slept with him. I bathe with him too. Later, I gradually got used to it..." "
And your dad didn't react?"
Qi Shundong couldn't help but ask, while simultaneously feeling incredibly envious of Li Manyuan's father, and fantasizing about bathing and sleeping with Xiaoya. Li Manyun gently slapped the hard thing pressing against her, scolding, "Who's as naughty as you!"
She then snorted and reached out to grasp the warm, hard thing, continuing, "My father loves me so much, he would never ruin me."
Qi Shundong, enjoying the woman's ministrations, asked with apparent disbelief, "Doesn't he ever touch you?"
Li Manyun glanced shyly at the man in the darkness and whispered, "He does."
She then buried her face in the man's chest, trembling slightly, and said, "He...he licks my body...it feels so good...unlike you..."
As she spoke, she seemed to recall past passions, her body heating up, and her small hands under the covers worked even harder.
Qi Shundong exhaled heavily, then suddenly said, "Manyuan, I'll transfer you to the Municipal Bureau."
He fully expected the woman to accept with tears of gratitude, but to his surprise, Li Manyuan laughed contemptuously and said disdainfully, "If I wanted to go to the Municipal Bureau, my dad would have arranged it for me long ago."
Qi Shundong sat up and looked at the woman's blurry face in the darkness, asking curiously, "What does your dad do?"
The discussion about her father seemed to ignite Li Manyuan's passion. She rubbed her body against the man while urgently saying, "Never mind... lick me too... lick that place..."
Qi Shundong's curiosity intensified. Although he was also in a hurry, he did not respond to the woman's desire, but instead said sharply, "Answer me!"
Li Manyuan seemed to enjoy being scolded. She instantly slumped softly on the bed and said sweetly, "Ah, Director, don't be angry, I'll tell you..." As
she spoke, she wrapped a slender arm around Qi Shundong's neck and whispered three words in the man's ear. Qi Shundong seemed to freeze instantly, his previously swollen body deflated like a punctured balloon, his once billowing sails now like a flag soaked by rain, limp and powerless to flutter.

Chapter 80 Animal Attributes
Lin Zihui had completely lost her sense of time. She didn't know how long she had been in this dark room; she only remembered arriving at night, crying once afterward, and then constantly thinking about Shang Rong, thinking about many things, until she finally fell asleep without realizing it. When she woke up, she didn't know how long she had slept, or whether it was day or night outside. Zihui lost her sense of time, during which time someone threw a package through the crack in the door. At that time, Zihui was dreaming; she dreamed that Shang Rong came to harass her, and that Qiao Fei had returned from Beijing. Just as she was hugging Qiao Fei and telling her how much she missed her, she suddenly heard a thud as something hit her leg. Zi Hui was instantly jolted awake, scrambling to her feet in terror. She saw the dim light from the hallway streaming into the room. Just as she rubbed her eyes to look around, the door slammed shut with a bang, plunging her back into darkness. "
Let me out! You bastards will get what's coming to you!"
Zi Hui screamed hysterically at the door, wanting to curse and hurl insults at her kidnappers, but the words wouldn't come out. Zi Hui was a woman who cared deeply about her image; she never swore in public, only using vulgar language in bed when a man had teased her—a tactic Shang Rong had taught her. Silence returned to the hallway; the bastard was gone. Suddenly remembering the object that had hit her leg, she instinctively reached down and found a plastic bag containing some things. First, she pulled out a square bag of something, which rustled as she squeezed it; experience told her it was a packet of instant noodles. She tossed it aside casually, because although she didn't know how much time had passed since she came in, she felt no hunger whatsoever; in fact, the mere thought of food made her want to vomit. Then, Zi Hui found a plastic bottle. Water. Mineral water. Zi Hui's throat instantly went dry. Could she drink this water? Her vigilance was higher than ever. In this dark room, and in the hallway outside, she felt countless eyes watching her; danger lurked everywhere. But the temptation of that bottle of water was so great that she thought dejectedly, if these bastards wanted to do something bad, given her current situation, did she even have a chance to resist? Thinking this, Zi Hui unscrewed the cap. She didn't rush to drink; instead, she poured some water onto her hands and washed her face a few times. "I wonder what I look like now," she thought. "I must be filthy, ugly, and unsightly." She sadly imagined her face covered in tears and dust, and tears of grievance flowed uncontrollably again. The cold water slightly lifted Zi Hui's spirits. She took a small sip, smacked her tongue to taste the water, and it seemed normal. Then she tilted her head back and gulped it down. The icy water burned as it went down her esophagus into her stomach, and soon she felt her stomach churning, followed by gurgling sounds. Oh no! The urge to defecate came so suddenly that Zi Hui didn't know what to do. She clutched her stomach with both hands, turning her head blankly in the darkness, as if searching for a place to relieve herself. But even now, she didn't know the size or layout of the house, or what facilities it had. Where was the bathroom? Was there a bathroom in this house? Zi Hui knelt on the ground and began to grope for the bathroom she imagined. She searched from left to right, from top to bottom, several times, but there were only walls. Zi Hui whimpered in despair; these beasts didn't treat her like a human being at all. But the feeling in her stomach grew stronger and stronger, and she was about to burst. Gritting her teeth, Zi Hui crawled towards what she thought was a suitable place, subconsciously wanting to get away from her resting and sleeping spot. Until her hands touched the cold iron door, she couldn't hold back any longer. She frantically unzipped her pants, facing the door with her buttocks, letting out a moan. With an unseemly sound, Zi Hui helplessly and innocently relieved herself. Even as a gust of cold wind blew through the crack in the door onto her bare buttocks, Zi Hui couldn't help but shiver. Fighting back tears, she leaned against the wall and struggled to her feet. Her hands trembled as she pulled on her pants, only to find her underwear soaking wet. The cold sensation touching her sensitive area made her groan involuntarily. Good heavens, she had wet her pants! Zi Hui crawled back to her previous corner in shame, wrapped herself in her coat, and could no longer hold back her tears of humiliation. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed uncontrollably. Between sobs, she cursed Shang Rong. "You bastard, where are you? What are you doing? Do you know what your woman looks like now? Oh! Rong-ge! I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on any longer, please come and save me! From now on, I will never be competitive again. I will stay at home and be your woman, and I will never be that damn general manager again. I just want to stay at home quietly. Rong-ge! Can you hear me…?" Zi Hui didn't know how long she cried, how many times she called Shang Rong's name in her heart, or how much of the dark time slipped away. In short, she felt exhausted, and she drifted off to sleep again.

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