Police Chief's Anti-Organized Crime Storm

"Lin Ying, you bastard!" Ma Guoliang trembled with rage, his gaze towards Lin Ying seeming murderous. The latter, however, calmly turned and left, which only fueled Ma Guoliang's anger. This Lin Ying was utterly outrageous! He was, after all, the top official of Gaoshan County, a squad leader! This Lin Ying was simply lawless, utterly disregarding organizational discipline—how could she be a state cadre?!

Seeing Lin Ying walk towards the car, Duan Fei quickly walked to the car, opened the door, and the two got in. With a loud bang, the black SUV turned around and left Qingjiang Sand Field, speeding away.

Ma Guoliang stared intently at the car, his eyes blazing with fury. He was so angry that his body was trembling uncontrollably. He kept telling himself to stay calm and not to fall for Lin Ying's tricks. However, Lin Ying's arrogant attitude had successfully enraged him.

"Secretary, are you alright? Don't take that woman seriously, or you'll hurt yourself!" After saying that, he quickly handed over a handkerchief. Only then did Ma Guoliang realize that he was sweating profusely from anger. It seemed that Lin Ying was really outrageous, and she simply didn't respect him, the county party secretary.

Had he been too mild-mannered lately, making Lin Ying think she could take advantage of him? It's true, kindness is often taken advantage of! Thinking of this, he glanced in the direction the black SUV had disappeared and threw out a sentence: "Let's go!" Zhao Sanbao then went to get the car, and the car slowly drove out of Qingjiang Sand Field.

Unbeknownst to the two, an elderly figure slowly emerged from the dilapidated container shop, staring intently at the departing car, as if trying to nail Ma Guoliang and his vehicle to the road. "Just wait," he thought. "Since they're here, it means the time for reckoning isn't far off. "Hmph, just wait," he thought. "Now that such a powerful police chief has arrived, shouldn't they start making their move too?"

Thinking of this, the hunched old man slowly turned around and limped towards the distant sea...

Inside the base, in the detention cell, Wang Dahu continued to roar, but no one paid him any attention. His curses echoed in the air, but still no one listened. Wang Dahu's curses gradually subsided, and his voice became hoarse. He knew that Lin Ying was deliberately ignoring him, leaving him hanging, trying to wear down his will. This woman had too many tricks up her sleeve.

Wang Dahu wiped the sweat from his brow, a sense of panic rising within him. Three days had passed, and his elder brother's men still hadn't come looking for him. It seemed likely that the man didn't know he was being held captive here. What should he do? He had to find a way out; otherwise, if he were moved away, things would be in serious trouble.

But where is this?

He quickly looked around and noticed that everything around him was exactly the same, with almost no distinguishing features. The houses were all white, the doors were all white, and the surroundings were a vast expanse of white, making it impossible to tell which way was he. Where was he? Where was he?

Wang Dahu was about to lose it. Not far away, Li Jianmin was even more confused, and Li Shuwen's face also showed some anxiety. He had already agreed to Lin Ying's request and was willing to cooperate, so why hadn't Lin Ying shown up yet? Could it be that she had a better way to obtain information? Impossible. No one knew more than him. He was there that night, so he knew exactly how Gao Lan died.

He suddenly felt a sense of relief that he hadn't touched Gao Lan that night. If he had, Lin Ying probably wouldn't have let him off the hook. This woman looked so much like Gao Lan that he almost thought she was Gao Lan reborn.

"Where is Lin Ying? I want to see Lin Ying! I want to see Lin Ying! I want to see Lin Ying!" Bang bang bang, bang bang... Wang Dahu kept banging on the door, but after banging for a long time, no one paid any attention to him. In the empty space, there was only his voice and deathly silence. Wang Dahu was really scared. If he couldn't get out, would he die here?

"Where is Lin Ying? I want to see her! I want to see her! I want to see her!" Wang Dahu roared again. He probably never dreamed that he would be able to get out of the country in his lifetime, despite his desperate desire to do so.

Cui Tingting was a little nervous. She checked the time; it was almost nine o'clock at night, and Chen Zhengyang still hadn't arrived. It seemed he really couldn't come. She couldn't wait any longer. But who knew if they would ever see each other again after this parting? At least for a long time, she probably wouldn't see him again. She really wanted to tell him that it wasn't that she didn't like him, but that she was too filthy, too filthy. She had been abused by those beasts for three whole months and had even been sold to Myanmar. She was too filthy.

Cui Tingting's body was trembling slightly. She packed her things and was about to leave when suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps echoed in the hallway, and someone shouted, "Be quiet!"

Cui Tingting's face changed drastically. That voice... it was Lü Dayong. Her head buzzed. She quickly locked the door, grabbed a table and used it to weigh down the door, then dragged the tattered sofa over and used it to block the door. She rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, and thought, "No, I have to fight them." This time, she couldn't let anyone touch her again.

Outside, everything fell silent instantly, but Cui Tingting could hear faint footsteps approaching.

The door was thin, and the footsteps in the hallway were very light, but they were still audible. Moreover, there was more than one person. Cui Tingting's heart tightened suddenly, and her hand instinctively gripped the kitchen knife. She had told Director Lin where she had hidden the evidence; there was nothing left to regret. At worst, she would fight them to the death.

Despite having a knife in her hand, her body was still trembling uncontrollably.

"Is this the place?" A deep yet clear voice came from outside. She would never forget that voice, she would remember it until the day she died. That beast!

"This is it, Captain Lü, that's right, I saw her go in with my own eyes." Another voice rang out, and Cui Tingting frowned. Was she being followed? Oh no, had the other party spotted Chen Zhengyang? And what about Director Lin? Had their meeting that day been witnessed?

No, if no one saw me, why would these people suddenly come knocking on my door? So many years have passed, do they still not want to let me go?

"Knock on the door." Lü Dayong's voice rang out, knock knock knock... knock knock knock...

Cui Tingting's heart was in her throat. She pursed her lips and dared not breathe.

She even found it difficult to breathe. It was that devil again! Memories flashed through her mind, those extremely humiliating times almost driving her to the brink of collapse.

"Nobody's home. Are you not home?"

"Impossible, the door was bolted, she was inside."

Lu Dayong was startled and quickly pushed the door hard, but it didn't budge. He realized that the other party knew someone was coming.