Wandering in the vast darkness

End of Chapter 252

It's already past ten o'clock, and Brother Wang still hasn't come out.

The small restaurant next door, serving late-night snacks, was still open. Yu Wenhao went in and ordered a plate of fried noodles, a pork chop, and a poached egg. After packing it up, he also asked the owner for a bottle of water. After putting everything in, he took a few tissues from the tissue box and put them into his plastic bag.

Yu Wenhao carried the plastic bag and walked to the police station across the street, thinking to himself that no matter where the police station was, he should reason with them and there was nothing to be afraid of.

He went inside to the office where he had given his statement, but it was empty. He went to the next room, where Brother Wang was being questioned. Yu Wenhao went in and saw the same policeman who had just taken his statement.

The police also saw Yu Wenhao and asked, "Why are you still here? Haven't you left?"

Yu Wenhao pointed at Brother Wang and said, "How do I get there? He hasn't paid me for the ride yet, and I don't know if he'll even be able to go back today. If he goes back and I leave him behind, he can complain about me."

As she spoke, Yu Wenhao lifted the plastic bag in her hand: "I came to bring him some food. It's already past midnight, and he's not a prisoner. We can't just not give him any food, can we?"

The two policemen were taken aback. One of them, holding a pen, waved it at Brother Wang. Yu Wenhao walked over and placed the water and fried noodles in front of Brother Wang. Brother Wang said:

"Thank you, Master Yu. I'm really starving."

He then looked at the two policemen opposite him, opened his lunchbox, and greeted Yu Wenhao as he spoke:

"Master Yu, wait for me. I need to go back to Hangzhou today. We'll settle the fare together."

Hearing this, Yu Wenhao felt a little relieved and said, "Okay, I'll be right outside."

Yu Wenhao came out, but did not leave the police station. Instead, he found a stool in the lobby and sat down to wait for Brother Wang.

After a while, the man with the mustache came out from inside. When he saw Yu Wenhao, he found a stool in the lobby and sat down opposite Yu Wenhao.

"Hey, feed him," the man with the mustache called out.

Yu Wenhao heard and saw it, but simply ignored him.

"Hey, hey, from Hangzhou, driver," the man with the mustache continued to call out.

Yu Wen looked at him and said impatiently, "What? I don't want to talk to people who don't know what's good for them."

The man with the mustache flew into a rage: "Who the hell are you calling 'unruly'?"

Yu Wenhao stared at him and said, "You, although I don't know what you're doing, I do know that you didn't follow the procedure we agreed on at dinner. If you had followed that procedure, the matter would have been finished long ago, and we wouldn't have had to waste time here."

One sentence left the man with the eight-character mustache speechless. He was stunned for a moment, still unconvinced, and said, "I think you, this Zhejiang guy, are tired of living."

Yu Wenhao asked, "What are you doing? This is a police station. You think you can act like a thug here? There are security cameras. Besides, if you really want to fight, I can take you out with one hand, believe it or not? If you don't believe me, let's go outside and find a secluded place. Whoever gets hurt can go to the hospital themselves. No calling the police, and no medical expenses. Are you in?"

The man with the mustache glared at Yu, but ultimately didn't have the courage to say "go." He felt that if he said "go," the guy opposite him might actually get up and leave.

After a while, Mr. Hu came out of some office, looking somewhat dejected. He walked over to the man with the mustache and sat down. He saw Yu Wenhao sitting opposite him, so he glared at him, and Yu Wenhao glared back at him.

The man with the mustache next to him whispered to Mr. Hu, "How's it going? How's the communication? Can you help?"

Suddenly enraged, Mr. Hu yelled at his mustache, "Get the hell out of here! What do you mean by reliable and guaranteed to succeed? Right now, every step they've taken is backed by solid evidence. It's all our fault! I don't care, I'm taking this money! Let's see if you dare refuse!"

His face turned ashen.

A policeman came out of the corridor and yelled at them, "What's all the noise about? If you want to make a scene, come inside!"

President Hu also shut his mouth and remained silent.

About ten minutes later, Brother Wang came out, escorted by two policemen. When Mr. Hu and Yu Wenhao saw this, they also stood up, and Mr. Hu even walked towards them. One of the policemen looked at Mr. Hu and said:

"So, Mr. Hu, is everything clear now?"

Mr. Hu sighed.

Brother Wang extended his hand to Boss Hu and said, "Let's add each other on WeChat, Boss Hu. If you ever need funds in the future, just contact me directly. Forget about unreliable middlemen."

The man with the mustache sat there, looking at President Hu. He was clearly being drenched in buckets of dirty water, but he was speechless and dared not defend himself.

Brother Wang and Boss Hu took out their phones and added each other on WeChat.

Two policemen watched them and laughed. One of them said, "What, things have turned around? You've buried the hatchet with a laugh?"

Brother Wang smiled and said, "There's no grudge between us. We were just doing our jobs. Thank you. This is a waste of police resources on our part, right?"

Everyone laughed. Brother Wang and Yu said, "Let's go back."

Yu Wenhao stood still and said, "There are a lot of people outside, Brother Wang. I think they're all here for you."

"No, no, don't worry." One of the policemen said, turning to Mr. Hu, "Mr. Hu, you won't do anything reckless, will you?"

Mr. Hu quickly replied, "No, no."

Another policeman glanced at the man with the mustache and said, "Let's go. We'll take you to the highway exit. We're from Shangrao, and we welcome you back anytime!"

The police car led the way, and Yu Wenhao followed behind in his car, carefully checking his rearview mirror to see if any other vehicles were following them. Fortunately, he didn't notice anything.

When they arrived at the highway entrance, they stopped the car. Brother Wang and Yu greeted each other, got out of the car, shook hands with the two policemen to say goodbye, and then got on the highway.

After passing the tollbooth, Yu Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling completely at ease. He hurriedly asked Brother Wang:

"How come everything's alright now, Brother Wang? And the police are acting like old friends with you?"

Brother Wang chuckled, "They're just curious. I told them how I make money. In this day and age, who wouldn't be interested in making money?"

"So, what about them, I mean Mr. Hu and his group? More than 300,000 yuan is gone, gone down the drain?" Yu Wenhao asked.

"No, if it's all for nothing, wouldn't I be a fraud?" Brother Wang laughed.

Wang Ge told Yu Wenhao, and only then did Yu Wenhao realize that when they drove to the bank in the afternoon, Wang Ge was going to pick up the bank statement from the funding party. When Wang Ge left the "Shangrao Grand Hotel", he anticipated what would happen next and made arrangements.

He had the funding party deposit all 80 million, and then obtained a bank statement to prove that they truly had the funds and weren't just bluffing. After obtaining the statement, the funding party immediately transferred 42.5 million out of the 80 million, leaving 37.5 million in the account. According to their agreement, the interest rate would be 0.8% for four days, which amounted to exactly 300,000.

The police questioned Mr. Hu and confirmed that the 37.5 million was still in the bank and with Brother Wang, so it was all cashed out and there were no problems.

A person who can move tens or hundreds of millions of dollars around at will is someone no one dares to underestimate. No wonder the police treated Brother Wang very politely after they found out.

Yu Wenhao suddenly remembered something and asked, "So, in that case, President Hu didn't lose out, right? Then why did he still curse at that guy with the mustache, saying he was demanding money from him?"

Brother Wang sighed and said, "That means they didn't intend to use this money to boost sales volume in the first place; they had other motives that they just couldn't bring themselves to admit."

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