You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 259 Encountering a Tough Thing! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Hongyunlou is a tenement building with long and narrow corridors. The tenants inside are a mixed bag, including both long-term and short-term renters.

The hallway lights were dim, and cigarette butts, garbage bags, and food scraps were scattered everywhere, making it difficult to walk.

The walls were covered with small advertisements, the most conspicuous of which were advertisements for illegal clinics treating sexually transmitted diseases and abortions, which were plastered densely.

The air was filled with an unpleasant odor, a sour smell, and the smell of burning wires.

Maozi and Lü Weiwei led the way. After reaching the fifth floor, Yang Jinwen heard the sounds of mahjong being played and laughter and cursing.

The group arrived at room 508. Maozi and Lü Weiwei stood at the door, looking at the people inside, and said, "Ji Xiaoqiang, put down the cards."

"Hey, didn't you see I got a pure suit this time? Hey, policewoman, if you want to earn some extra money, you can come to me. I guarantee you'll earn tens of thousands a month."

The person speaking had dyed blond hair that reached his shoulders, and his eyes were lewd.

Besides him, there were six other people in the room, four men and two women. The men looked like hooligans, and the women were definitely prostitutes organized by Ji Xiaoqiang.

Lu Weiwei's lips twitched, and she wanted to slap him: "Ji Xiaoqiang, watch your mouth."

Yang Jinwen stood behind the cat and looked inside. The doorway still had a green beaded curtain hanging there, and several people were sitting at the card table, laughing and joking at Lü Weiwei.

Fu Mingyuan pushed Lü Weiwei aside, lifted the beaded curtain with his hand, and stepped inside.

Upon seeing him, the expressions of the others turned serious, except for Ji Xiaoqiang, whose expression remained unchanged. He said nonchalantly, "Oh, who am I talking about? It's Captain Fu. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here."

Although he said that, the mockery and ridicule in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Fu Mingyuan stared at him coldly: "Ji Xiaoqiang, if you speak rudely again, I will arrest you immediately. Come downstairs with me now."

"Is it still about the dead person? I've said everything I needed to say, and I was the one who called the police. I've been very cooperative, haven't I?"

With a grin, Ji Xiaoqiang picked up a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from the table, took one out, and handed it to Fu Mingyuan.

"Captain Fu, please have a cigarette."

"Don't give me that. If you can cooperate, come downstairs with us. Once we've finished questioning you, everything will be fine."

Ji Xiaoqiang looked troubled: "Captain Fu, it's not that I'm not cooperating, but my cousin works in the security department of the mining bureau, right? My uncle is the general manager of the mining bureau, you know him too."

They told me to avoid dealing with the police as much as possible, lest I get...

Hehe, I can't tell you the swear words they used on me. Besides, you've already caught the murderer, why are you still coming to me?

Fu Mingyuan suppressed his anger and stared intently at him: "Ji Xiaoqiang, don't try to intimidate me with your relatives. I'm just asking you one question: are you coming downstairs or not?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaoqiang glanced at his companions, then twisted his neck, raised his head, and put the Zhonghua cigarette in his mouth.

"If I don't cooperate, what can you do to me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large hand lifted the beaded curtain at the door, and a tall figure entered. Without saying a word, the figure slapped him across the face.

There was a "pop" sound.

Suddenly, the room fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Ji Xiaoqiang's face was slapped to the side, and the cigarette he was holding fell to the ground.

He turned his head and cursed, "You motherfucker..."

"Snapped!"

Another slap landed on his face.

"Fuck me!"

"Snapped!"

Ji Xiaoqiang was stunned after being slapped three times in a row. Everyone else stood up from their chairs and grabbed their stools.

Fu Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, not to mention Lü Weiwei, who had never seen a colleague dare to do such a thing.

"Get him!" Ji Xiaoqiang shouted through gritted teeth, and was about to pounce on him.

"Snapped!"

Yang Jinwen switched to his left hand, slapped the other side back, and had already drawn his gun with his right hand.

He snapped the hammer and stared coldly at the men holding plastic stools.

"Go ahead and make a move? Come on, let's see who dares to touch us!"

"I'm going to your mother!"

Ji Xiaoqiang was very close to Yang Jinwen, holding a plastic stool and about to rush over, when Maozi darted out from the side and stepped over him.

Because Ji Xiaoqiang charged over, Maozi also took a few steps and stomped solidly on his stomach, not kicking, but stepping on it with the entire sole of her shoe.

Ji Xiaoqiang was sent flying as if paralyzed. Just as he was about to get up from the ground, Maozi rushed over and, using the move Xu Guoliang had taught him, stomped on Ji Xiaoqiang's kneecap.

Ji Xiaoqiang's right knee was bent, and he was just about to get up when Maozi stepped on him. It was like stepping on a spring. Xu Guoliang taught him that this was a spring step.

This really cost Ji Xiaoqiang his life.

"Ah!" he screamed in agony.

Fortunately, the cat was wearing sneakers today. If it had been wearing leather shoes with steel plates, it would have broken his joints.

As he hugged his knees, the cat kicked him hard again.

"You're not going to study well. Did your parents give birth to you and raise you so you could drift into society? Or become a bad person and organize prostitution?"

Cat used the simplest methods to teach Ji Xiaoqiang a lesson, and shouted, "Hands up above your head, and don't come near your body!"

"Fuck your mother, where...where did you come from? Do you even know who my cousin and uncle are?"

"Your mouth still stinks?" Cat glared at him, and Ji Xiaoqiang quickly shut up.

Yang Jinwen, holding a gun, picked up the plastic stool that Ji Xiaoqiang had thrown on the ground, placed it in front of the table, and gestured to the stunned thugs: "Sit down."

The thugs exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

"I'll let you sit down!"

"Oh, okay, okay..."

The thugs put down their red plastic stools and sat down around the card table. The two women stood trembling to one side, their hands clasped in front of their chests, not daring to lift their heads.

Yang Jinwen asked in a nonchalant tone, "Is there any truth to the claim that Ji Xiaoqiang organized the sale of silver?"

"Uh……"

"Do you have?"

Yang Jinwen's expression appeared calm, but his eyes were ruthless.

People say that animals can smell the scent of those who kill animals.

Even the thugs could tell that the tall, young detective a few years older than them was definitely not someone to mess with.

In the early years, they had met some tough criminal police officers, but none of them could match this man's imposing presence.

Few people possess an aura, but you can definitely sense it when you meet someone with it.

These petty thugs, out of curiosity, have all gone to watch the execution.

Yang Jinwen's aura was similar to that of the bailiffs who carried out executions; his eyes were not only imposing but also extremely cold.

One of the skinny thugs, who looked like a bamboo pole, nodded fearfully.

"Hold on."

Yang Jinwen took a tape recorder out of his briefcase, placed it on the card table, and turned it on.

"You can speak now. Tell me clearly what illegal things Ji Xiaoqiang did. Confess truthfully. The clearer your confession, the more I will let you go."

"He..." The other party was clearly hesitant, fearing retaliation.

Yang Jinwen said, "I'm from the Municipal Bureau. My name is Yang Jinwen. Remember my name. If you suffer retaliation after you confess Ji Xiaoqiang's crimes, you can call me. You should know Captain Fu; he will vouch for you."

Standing to the side, Fu Mingyuan swallowed hard. He hadn't expected that Yang Jinwen, who seemed so refined and like a well-educated high-achieving student, would be so ruthless and resort to violence at the slightest provocation.

Fu Mingyuan did similar things when he was young, but because of his position, he is now hesitant to handle cases and work, for fear of affecting his future.

Yang Jinwen held a similar position, but he didn't have any such concerns.

Standing at the door, Lü Weiwei had already walked to Yang Jinwen's side and was coldly staring at the group of thugs.

She glanced at Yang Jinwen briefly, and a hint of admiration and respect appeared in her eyes.

Fu Mingyuan knew her apprentice well; she was a very proud woman. But at this moment, she was clearly attracted by the aura emanating from Yang Jinwen.

In fact, as female police officers, they inevitably suffer from verbal abuse in their daily work, and the psychological pressure is much greater than that of men.

Lü Weiwei was no exception. Ji Xiaoqiang's words had already made her furious, but she had to endure it due to discipline.

Fu Mingyuan only issued a verbal warning and did not take any substantial action.

Yang Jinwen's actions were exactly what she wanted.

Seeing that Yang Jinwen could guarantee their safety, the group of thugs started talking.

"Ji... Ji Xiaoqiang did indeed organize the sale of silver and also engaged in usury..."

A girl sobbed, "I borrowed money from him, and when I couldn't pay it back, he said he wanted to be my girlfriend, and I thought it was true..."

Who would have thought that he would do *that* to me, and then call other people...

In the end, he forced me into this line of work to earn money and pay off my debts.

Yang Jinwen nodded: "This can be sued against Qiang Jian."

Another thug said, "Ji Xiaoqiang also steals. Once, when he was drunk, he said that he and a few others stole the gold watches and rings that had gone missing from several wealthy families in town. They also broke into people's safes and stole tens of thousands of yuan."

"Theft, involving a large sum of money."

As Ji Xiaoqiang listened to his brothers listing his crimes, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "I... I'll go to your mothers! You dare to report me!"

He spoke unclearly and his expression was distorted because he felt his molars were loose.

Yang Jinwen turned around and nodded to him: "'Reporting' is a good word. You often watch legal news, so are you indirectly admitting to doing these illegal things?"

"Get lost..."

Before Ji Xiaoqiang could even utter a curse, Maozi slapped him on the back of the head.

Ji Xiaoqiang ignored the cat and changed his tune, saying, "I mean, they're framing me."

Yang Jinwen turned around, looked at the group of thugs, and asked, word by word, "You all know Yu Jing, who died in room 306, right?"

Several people nodded.

Yang Jinwen raised his hand encouragingly and winked: "Did Ji Xiaoqiang kill her?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiaoqiang, who was squatting in the corner, felt as if the sky had fallen. This was going to kill him!

(End of this chapter)