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When the news of Zhao Qiang's death reached his father, Zhao Jianjun, it was already 2 p.m.

Lin Feng was having dinner with Xiao Yu at the best restaurant in the county town.

Xiaoyu sat across from me, sipping her pork rib soup, her eyes still red.

Lin Feng put a piece of braised pork into her bowl.

"Eat more, you've gotten so skinny."

"Brother, I can't eat."

"You still have to eat, why are you trying to save? I'm giving you money to spend, not to hoard."

Xiaoyu bit her chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and said, "We need to save money and not waste it."

Lin Feng paused for a moment while picking up food with his chopsticks.

Yes, our family's financial situation used to be bad, and now it's suddenly much better. My younger sister might not be used to it.

He thought for a moment, then patted Xiaoyu's head.

"I'm not just an ordinary soldier anymore." Lin Feng placed his second lieutenant's rank insignia on the table for a moment, then put it back.

"Second Lieutenant, directly under the provincial headquarters' special operations force. Monthly salary: 200,000. Just tell me what kind of school you want to attend or what you want to buy."

Xiaoyu's eyes widened.

"Two hundred thousand?"

"right."

"A month?"

"One month."

Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks and stared at Lin Feng for a long time.

"Brother, you're not lying to me, are you?"

Why would I lie to you?

Xiaoyu moved her mouth but didn't say anything. She lowered her head and shoveled down two mouthfuls of rice.

After finishing the meal.

Lin Feng took her to the shopping mall in the county town.

Xiaoyu only had two or three sets of clothes. Her school uniform was faded from washing, and her shoes were worn so badly that you could see the outline of her toes.

As the older brother, he felt heartbroken seeing this.

"Go in and pick whatever you like."

"Brother, no need, I have clothes to wear."

"You call that clothes?"

Xiaoyu was dragged into the mall by him.

Raymond Lam knew nothing about girls' clothes, but he only cared about paying for them.

He stood at the door, his hands in his pockets, watching Xiaoyu try on clothes under the guidance of the sales assistant.

After changing into her first outfit, Xiaoyu stood in front of the mirror, tugging at the hem of her clothes.

"Is it pretty?"

"It looks good, I'll buy it."

The second set.

"What about this one?"

"I bought that too."

The third set.

"Brother, this is a bit expensive..."

"How many?"

"Three thousand two."

Lin Feng took out his card and slapped it on the counter: "Ten sets, pay together."

The sales assistant couldn't stop smiling.

Xiaoyu stood at the door of the fitting room, her nose stinging with tears.

When they came out of the mall, the two of them were carrying seven or eight bags.

Clothes, shoes, skincare products, etc.

"Brother, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? You're my sister."

As the two were walking down the street, Lin Feng's phone rang.

Zhang Qian sent me a message.

"Lieutenant Lin, Zhao Qiang's father, Zhao Jianjun, has received the news. According to my inquiries, he is contacting Liu Dehai, the deputy director of the Ping'an County Public Security Bureau. Deputy Director Liu has a personal relationship with Zhao Jianjun, and it was Liu Dehai who helped suppress the incident of Zhao Qiang beating someone at school."

After reading it, Lin Feng put his phone back in his pocket.

Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau?

He smiled.

"Xiaoyu, you can go back to school first. You still have time for your afternoon classes."

"Brother, where are you going?"

"I have something to take care of, I'll pick you up tonight."

He stuffed all the shopping bags into Xiaoyu's hands and turned to walk westward towards the county town.

The Ping'an County Public Security Bureau is located in the government affairs building in the west of the city.

When Lin Feng arrived, it was during working hours.

He didn't go through the main entrance, but went directly to the deputy director's office on the third floor.

The secretary stopped him briefly: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Lin Feng took out his lieutenant's rank card and authorization token.

The secretary glanced at it for two seconds, then her expression changed slightly.

"Please wait a moment while I make an announcement."

Less than a minute later, the office door opened.

Liu Dehai was in his early fifties, slightly overweight, with thinning hair, and had the look of someone who had spent many years in officialdom.

Upon seeing Lin Feng's age, he was visibly taken aback.

"Lieutenant Lin...?"

"Deputy Director Liu, excuse me." Lin Feng walked into the office, closing the door behind him. "I'm here to discuss something; I won't take up too much of your time."

"Please sit down, please sit down." Liu Dehai rubbed his hands together and poured him a cup of tea.

Raymond Lam did not sit down.

"At Ping'an County No. 3 Middle School, a student named Zhao Qiang was attacked and killed by a strange beast today."

Liu Dehai's hand trembled slightly, and some tea spilled.

"Oh, I just heard about that."

"I heard that Zhao Qiang's father, Zhao Jianjun, has quite a close relationship with you."

Liu Dehai's smile froze.

"Lieutenant Lin, that's not true."

Lin Feng took a step forward.

"Zhao Qiang is a bully in school. He has been beating up classmates and extorting money from them for a long time. One of the victims is my sister."

Liu Dehai's face turned three shades pale instantly.

"Zhao Jianjun always paid people to suppress these matters. Deputy Director Liu, were you among those who handled these cases before?"

Liu Dehai's mouth opened and closed repeatedly.

"Lieutenant Lin, this...that..."

"I won't dwell on the past." Lin Feng took out his military rank insignia and placed it on the table. "I'll just tell you one thing. My younger sister, Lin Xiaoyu, studies at Ping'an County Third Middle School. From today onwards, anyone who lays a finger on her will be my enemy."

He pointed to the badge on the table.

"The special operations unit directly under the provincial martial arts headquarters, with its establishment personally signed by General Zhou Che, you should consider the weight of this."

Liu Dehai's legs went weak.

Martial Arts Headquarters? General Zhou Che?

He's just a deputy bureau chief at the county level; compared to someone of that size, he's nothing.

"Understood! Understood! Lieutenant Lin, don't worry, Xiaoyu will definitely not suffer any more injustices in Ping'an County!"

"There's one more thing."

"Please speak."

"Give me Zhao Jianjun's home address."

Liu Dehai shuddered, pulled out a contact list from the drawer, copied down an address, and handed it over.

Lin Feng put away the address, took back the badge, and turned to leave.

As he reached the stairwell, he heard the phone ringing in the office.

Liu Dehai accepted it.

It was Zhao Jianjun who called.

"Old Liu! My son is dead! You have to investigate! Someone must be behind this! That military guy, find out his background!"

Liu Dehai remained silent for a long time on the phone.

"Old Zhao, let me give you a piece of advice."

"What are you trying to persuade me of? My son is dead!"

"Do you know who came to see me this afternoon?" Liu Dehai said in a low voice, "Someone from the provincial martial arts headquarters, a lieutenant, personally appointed by General Zhou Che. The girl your son bullied is his younger sister."

The other end of the phone went silent, but a slight tremor appeared in the voice.

"He asked for your home address."

"..."

"Old Zhao, good luck to you. Go as far away as you can and never come back."

Liu Dehai hung up the phone.

That night.

Zhao Jianjun is dead.

The cause of death was sudden; he died unexpectedly at home.

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