The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Shen Ping had just berated him mercilessly on the phone, and although he didn't continue the tirade in front of so many people, the pressure of that silence was even more unbearable than the verbal abuse.

Such a huge incident occurred—his search and rescue team leader turned out to be a thug who came to assassinate Ye Qinghan. This is a serious crime of kidnapping the head of the Public Security Bureau. If the thug had succeeded a few steps later, not only would Cheng Yuan lose his official position, but he would also have to consider losing his head.

Moreover, this incident occurred within Qingyuan's territory, but the person involved was the director of the Hehai City Bureau. The provincial department would definitely suspect that there were problems within the Qingyuan City Bureau.

Cheng Yuan stood next to Shen Ping, his forehead covered in sweat, and the back of his police uniform was soaked with sweat.

He walked up to Ye Qinghan and said in a low voice that since the incident happened in his Qingyuan territory, he would definitely investigate it thoroughly and give Director Ye and the Hehai Municipal Bureau an explanation.

Ye Qinghan glanced at him but didn't say anything. Indeed, the police officers from the Hehai City Bureau were not very willing to talk to the people from the Qingyuan City Bureau.

The supervisory team sent by the provincial department stared intently at every member of the Qingyuan Municipal Public Security Bureau, as if they were looking at criminal suspects.

Cheng Yuan felt uncomfortable under that gaze, but he couldn't say anything—who told him to have such a scoundrel under his command?

While the search and rescue team continued their search downstream, Shen Ping ordered the two captured criminals to be brought in for questioning.

The short, round-faced man was dragged to the front of the temporary command post by two special police officers. With handcuffs on his front, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Ye Qinghan poked her head out from the back of the ambulance. She immediately recognized him as one of the three-man gang, the short guy walking at the very back.

Ye Qinghan sat in the back of the car with bandages wrapped around his ankles, but the authority in his voice remained undiminished.

Make him explain everything clearly from beginning to end, without omitting a single word.

The short thug slumped to the ground, rainwater soaking his face, his face half-covered with tears and snot.

To say he wasn't the mastermind is an exaggeration; he was completely forced into it, and everything was arranged by Shen Yu.

He used to be a street urchin with no real skills. A few years ago, he met Shen Yu's younger brother and learned to play mahjong. He lost all his family's savings and was heavily in debt. He also borrowed money from loan sharks, and the interest kept piling up and he couldn't pay it off.

Two years ago, Shen Yu approached him, saying he either had to do something for her to pay off his debt, or he had to chop off his finger to pay off the debt according to the rules.

He was scared, so he agreed.

Shen Yu had connections and some power within the municipal police bureau, and helped several of them erase a number of criminal records, thus becoming auxiliary police officers.

This time, they came to see Ye Qinghan because Shen Yu had asked them to plan this. The other party promised to give them a sum of money to send to another province to start over after the matter was accomplished.

The short man cried so hard that snot bubbles were coming out of his nose, saying that he really didn't know what kind of high-ranking official Director Ye was. Shen Yu only said that he needed to find someone, and once he found him, he should just listen to him.

If he had known it was something as serious as kidnapping, he wouldn't have dared to come even if he had a hundred lives. But the kidnappers said that if he didn't come, his family would suffer.

He was terrified but dared not refuse. Unexpectedly, they found it after searching only a short distance today.

After finding them, and seeing that someone was injured and unable to move easily, they decided to take them into custody first before calling the middleman to ask about the next steps.

As it turned out, Director Ye seemed to have discovered something and ran away. Everyone knows what happened next: he was tackled and handcuffed. At that point, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that at least he didn't have to do it himself, since he was afraid to actually do it anyway.

After the interrogation, the Hehai Municipal Public Security Bureau looked at Cheng Yuan with even colder eyes.

It's a joke in the police force that their own criminal investigation team leader abuses his power to lend money at exorbitant interest rates and control unemployed people.

The provincial department's supervisory team immediately requested the Qingyuan Municipal Bureau to provide Shen Yu's complete personnel file, including personnel records, attendance sheets, field records, and internal assessments that have been kept intact from her employment to the present.

We need all the reports, down to the department level. Cheng Yuan wiped the sweat from his brow and readily agreed.

Ye Qinghan leaned against the ambulance, gazing at the river flowing swiftly through the night and rain, and Lin Feng's face appeared in her mind.

Silently in my heart, I thought, as long as you live, I'll do anything for you.

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The river surface shimmered with a cold white light under the bright flashlight beam. The rain had lessened considerably, but the current was still swift.

The search and rescue team conducted a net-like search downstream along the riverbank, with more than a dozen beams of flashlight sweeping back and forth across the river surface, and everyone's nerves were on edge.

A young police officer who had been on the job for less than two years, surnamed Chen, was usually called Xiao Chen by everyone.

He was assigned to the downstream end of the search team, responsible for searching a river bend area.

The water flow is relatively gentle on this side of the river bend, where dead branches and debris washed down from upstream have accumulated into a large floating garbage heap.

As Xiao Chen walked along the riverbank on the slippery pebbles, the beam of his flashlight swept across a pile of tangled dead branches, and he saw a human hand.

The hand emerged from the pile of dead branches, its fingers slightly curled, and its fingernails filled with dirt and sand.

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waded into the river to pry open the dead branches.

Beneath the withered branches lay a human body, half submerged in water and the other half resting on a gravelly beach. His T-shirt was torn in several places, and there was a shocking knife wound on his left chest. The wound had turned white from being submerged in water, and the surrounding skin was peeling back, still oozing a faint trace of blood.

Her face was as white as paper, and her lips were completely bloodless.

It was Lin Feng.

Xiao Chen tucked the flashlight under his arm and reached out to feel Lin Feng's carotid artery.

I pressed my fingertips against the cold skin for several seconds—there was a pulse, very weak, but still beating.

He quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Found her! Found her! Downstream in the river bend! She's still breathing! Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance right now!"

His voice cracked with excitement, and a noisy response immediately came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

Someone shouted, "Found them!" Someone else shouted, "Medical team, head towards River Bend!" Someone else shouted, "Prepare the stretcher!"

Within minutes, a large number of search and rescue team members flocked to the river bend from all directions.

The medical team rushed over, carrying a stretcher through gravel and mud, and lifted Lin Feng out of the water and placed him on the stretcher.

The doctor squatted down next to Lin Feng and quickly examined him. The knife wound was located on the upper left side of his chest, and he had lost a lot of blood. He was in a deep coma and did not respond to any pain.

While the doctor performed CPR on him, he shouted into the walkie-talkie, "The injured man is in hemorrhagic shock and needs to be taken to the hospital immediately." Several team members lifted the stretcher and ran towards the road, splashing mud onto their trouser legs with a loud thud.

Ye Qinghan was still sitting in the back of the ambulance, her ankle wrapped in bandages, leaning against the wall and resting with her eyes closed.

When she heard the words "found" coming from the walkie-talkie, she sat bolt upright as if she had been electrocuted, snatched the walkie-talkie from the officer next to her, and asked him how things were.

The medical team leader's urgent voice came through the walkie-talkie, saying that the knife wound was in the left chest, the patient was losing a lot of blood, and was being transferred to the highway. He needed to be taken directly to the Affiliated Hospital of Hohai City by helicopter.

After listening, Ye Qinghan put the walkie-talkie aside and tried to stand up, leaning against the edge of the carriage.

The medical staff next to her quickly pressed her down and said, "Director Ye, your feet can't touch the ground." She didn't listen at all and tried to walk off the car with a limp.

She had only taken two steps when her left foot hit the floor of the carriage, causing her to break out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, everything went black, she swayed for a moment, and then she knew nothing more.

The police officers nearby quickly helped her up and put her back on the stretcher.

The helicopter landed on a temporarily cleared flat area, the roar of the propellers making the ground tremble.

Lin Feng was lifted onto the helicopter, and the accompanying emergency doctor continued to perform CPR on him inside the cabin, with the IV drip bottle hanging from the ceiling and swaying back and forth.

Ye Qinghan was also lifted onto the same helicopter, lying on another stretcher, with her ankle re-spasted and an oxygen mask on her face.

Shen Ping stood on the ground watching the helicopter take off, the airflow from the propeller making his police uniform flutter.

Turning to Cheng Yuan and Zhou Jianguo, he said, "Investigate! Investigate from the beginning to find out who gave Shen Yu the audacity, who is behind Shen Yu, and where the money came from. Don't miss a single clue."