New Order Plan

Xin'an Street area, near Bai Niao Hu Park.

Jiang Qingshan parked his car and turned off the engine in front of a five-star hotel.

The rain had stopped. He glanced at the opulent hotel through the car window and asked, "Is this the place?"

Shen Zhixing looked surprised: "How did you end up here? Weren't you taking me back to the police station?"

Jiang Qingshan ignored him, took out his keys, and unlocked Shen Zhixing's handcuffs: "Get out of the car."

Shen Zhixing cracked her knuckles and said suspiciously, "If you want, we can do it in the car. There's no need to book a room. It's expensive here; your salary is only enough for one night..."

"Are you going to come down or not?! Three...two..."

Jiang Qingshan stared wide-eyed, feeling as if he had been stabbed in the heart with a soft knife.

Shen Zhixing chuckled, hooked her high heels, and quickly pushed open the door to get out of the car.

She stood by the car window, leaned forward, and tentatively said, "Then I'm really leaving."

"Or do you want me to take you upstairs?"

"You're a really strange person..."

Shen Zhixing muttered something to herself and jogged into the hotel.

Jiang Qingshan didn't leave. He got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and looked towards the park across the street.

This is a natural scenic area in the Xin'an Street area, which was originally part of the restricted zone.

Two years ago, the exclusion zone completed the disaster cleanup work in this area ahead of schedule and successfully restored part of the pre-nuclear ecosystem.

So, through negotiations and efforts by the council, the area was handed over to the Planning District Office for development, and was eventually built into the park it is today.

The park has mountains and water, beautiful scenery, and is also a habitat for prenuclear birds bred by the research institute.

The surrounding upscale hotels are habitats for the noble bird.

Jiang Qingshan smoked a cigarette for a while, then took out his phone to check the time and dialed the police.

A few minutes later, a police car arrived silently.

Two police officers got out of the car. Jiang Qingshan waved to them, and they hurriedly ran over.

"Did you call the police?" the officer asked.

Jiang Qingshan nodded and showed his identification to the other party: "I need your assistance, thank you for your hard work."

"Hello, senior. It's no trouble at all!"

The two immediately straightened their chests and saluted, instantly becoming alert.

Jiang Qingshan patted the two men on the shoulders and turned to walk towards the hotel.

Upon entering, the hall was decorated in a very luxurious manner. In the center was a human sculpture with a twisting posture and clothes slipping off. Although the arms were missing, the face exuded beauty and divinity.

It appears to be an artifact from an earlier era, unearthed from a disaster zone.

If it's not a fake, it must be priceless.

Jiang Qingshan glanced at it a few times and walked straight to the front desk.

"Hello," the waiter on duty greeted respectfully.

"Which room did that lady in the gray dress go to?" Jiang Qingshan asked directly.

"This..." The waiter looked hesitant.

Jiang Qingshan showed the other party his identification, then frowned and said, "Room key."

The waiter hesitated, his movements somewhat sluggish.

Jiang Qingshan's expression tightened, and he chuckled, "What, is there an important person here?"

"..."

The waiter lowered his head and remained silent.

Jiang Qingshan gave a look to the police officer behind him, who immediately went to the bar to check the guest information.

A moment later, the police officer handed over the room key.

Jiang Qingshan told the other person to stay in the lobby and led the other person upstairs quickly.

Ten floors.

Luxury lake view suite.

Jiang Qingshan stood at the door and listened; he could faintly hear crackling sounds coming from inside.

His expression changed slightly, and he immediately swiped the door open and went inside.

Instantly, the room fell into dead silence.

A plump young man in a bathrobe stood frozen in place, holding a small leather whip in his hand.

Shen Zhixing knelt on the bed with her hands tied behind her back. When she saw Jiang Qingshan come in, she showed a helpless and ashamed expression.

She knew that this bastard wouldn't be so kind as to let her off the hook.

Sure enough, as she expected.

Jiang Qingshan and Shen Zhixing exchanged a glance, a mischievous smile creeping onto their lips.

At this moment, the chubby young man came to his senses and angrily shouted, "Who are you?! Get out of here right now, or I'll call the police!"

Jiang Qingshan nodded repeatedly and gestured for the other party to do as they pleased.

The young man stared in surprise, then noticed the police officers guarding the door, and his expression changed drastically.

Jiang Qingshan stepped forward, snatched the whip from the young man's hand, swung it haphazardly a few times, and asked earnestly, "Is that so?"

The young man nodded, somewhat bewildered.

Shen Zhixing secretly rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Damn it, hurry up and untie me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Qingshan lashed out with his whip: "Who are you calling a bastard? Call the police!"

"..."

Shen Zhixing glared angrily, not daring to say anything more.

Jiang Qingshan turned around, glanced at the plump young man's large buttocks, and swung the whip, striking him hard.

"Damn it, untie me now!"

The young man shuddered, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Qingshan several times before he suddenly felt that Jiang Qingshan looked somewhat familiar.

As he untied Shen Zhixing's ropes, he was thinking back in his mind.

Suddenly, he stopped moving.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingshan grinned wickedly and said, "You remember now?"

Upon hearing this, the young man felt a chill run down his spine.

I remembered.

Isn't this the country bumpkin he mocked that night on Heping Pedestrian Street?

A buzz cut, a green military overcoat, unfashionable, and he even has superpowers...

Damn it, that bastard is a cop.

He said that he had asked around for so long, but he couldn't find out who this person was in the Heping Pedestrian Street area.

The young man felt a surge of hatred when he thought about how the doctor said he was unlikely to be able to stand up again.

With this thought in mind, the young man reached for Jiang Qingshan's crotch without hesitation.

"You bastard, I'll crush your balls!"

Jiang Qingshan dodged to the side, then seized the opportunity with a reverse twisting kick to the back of the knee, slamming the opponent's head directly onto the marble coffee table.

The young man cried out, "You bastard, do you know who I am? My uncle is the speaker of the council, and my father is a director of the Changsheng Group! If you dare touch me, I'll make sure you're finished right now!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Qingshan's eyes flashed, and he looked somewhat surprised.

I never expected that this guy would be Kim Won-sang's son. What a coincidence!

"Let me go if you dare!"

Jin Xiaobao struggled a few times, but to no avail. His face flushed red as he threatened her.

Jiang Qingshan sighed. No wonder he's Jin Yuansheng's biological son; they're cut from the same mold.

"Are there any bigger ones?"

"Bigger? This girl is already quite big!"

"..."

Jiang Qingshan burst into laughter in anger.

He raised his hand and slammed it on the table.

Jin Xiaobao's head throbbed from the shock, and his ears felt like they were exploding. He slumped onto the table and screamed.

Jiang Qingshan released the other person and said coldly, "I am Jiang Qingshan from the Second Reconnaissance Team."

Jin Xiaobao covered his head, baring his teeth as he shouted, "You little bastard, just you wait!"

Jiang Qingshan ignored him and told the police officer to quickly take the person away.

A few minutes later.

In front of the hotel.

After exchanging a few words with the two police officers, Jiang Qingshan returned to his car.

Shen Zhixing sat in the back row with a flushed face, her eyes filled with resentment.

Jiang Qingshan, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at it and chuckled, "It really is hard-earned money."