"Zhou Zhiwen from Shuiyue Villa is missing." Lei Jing said.
A chill suddenly rushed to Cheng Ji's head.
"How...how did he disappear?"
Lei Jing asked Qi Beisong: "When was the last time you saw Zhou Zhiwen?"
Qi Beisong said: "It was the day when Cheng'er went to find Mao Xiaowei to bring bad luck. We left at about midnight."
"That's right." Lei Jing said, "Zhou Zhiwen hasn't been seen since that night. Because he happened to be on leave these two days, the villa thought he was at home; his wife works abroad and doesn't contact him every day, so they didn't realize he was missing until now."
… It’s really not good.
Cheng Ji frowned and started biting his nails. He made a lot of small movements when he was nervous.
Manager Zhou ended up being with Mao Xiaowei, a tainted witness who intentionally betrayed the gang and surrendered to the police. Just based on this fact, Manager Zhou was in a precarious situation.
Lei Jing stuffed a few wontons into his mouth and said, "I'm leaving now. This matter is getting bigger and bigger. I have to go and find out more!"
"Wait a minute!" Qi Beisong put on his coat, "I'm going too!"
Lei Jing asked: "What are you going to do?"
Qi Beisong said, "Aren't you asking around in the name of me and the old man? Instead of you asking, I might as well do it myself! What kind of rubbish gang is this that is harming people?!"
Cheng Ji shouted: "I'm going too!"
Qi Beisong pointed at the sofa and said, "Wait, you can't help with this matter, and if you go, you will just take up my energy!"
The words were rough but the truth was there. Although Cheng Ji was not convinced, he still stopped.
"I can help!" he said angrily.
Qi Beisong rubbed his head and said, "Be good, my wife." Then he closed the door and left with Lei Jing.
Cheng Ji suddenly paced around the room like a trapped beast. He knew Qi Beisong was right and it was useless for him to go anywhere, but he just couldn't stay where he was!
He contacted Lao Geng to ask about Sister Yu's situation, but no one answered the phone.
He suddenly grabbed the liquor on the bar and took a big gulp, then hunched his back, his facial features twisted in pain.
His face flushed, his eyes were filled with tears sparkling from the alcohol, then he lay down on the sofa, fell asleep (or rather fainted) with the lawsuit on his mind, waiting for Qi Beisong to bring back news.
It was already dawn the next day when Qi Beisong returned. Seeing Cheng Ji drunk and sleeping soundly, he did not want to wake him up and stayed by his side.
He rubbed the other person's smooth face and thought anxiously: If this guy goes to the ICU, I will probably faint. My life is in his hands!
He pecked at Cheng Ji's mouth and ended up waking him up.
"Lao Qi!" Cheng Ji jumped up and rushed in front of him, "What do you mean?"
Qi Beisong said: "We couldn't find Zhou Zhiwen and Mao Xiaowei all night. It was as if they had disappeared from the face of the earth."
Cheng Ji bit his fingers and shook his legs.
Qi Beisong comforted him, "Don't overthink it. Zhou Zhiwen has also been through a lot before. There's no reason for him to fall down now!"
In the morning, Qi Beisong was catching up on his sleep on the sofa wrapped in a quilt when he was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the phone.
He quickly picked up the phone. It was Lei Jing who called. His tone was stern: "Where's Xiao Cheng?"
"He's still here, and he's behaving well." Qi Beisong glanced at the entrance and saw Cheng Ji sitting there cross-legged, looking forward to the stars and the moon.
"I'm just passing by and coming up now." Lei Jing said.
Qi Beisong opened the door, and two minutes later Lei Jing walked out of the elevator.
He had something urgent to do, so he indicated that he would not go in. He stood in the elevator hall and said, "The police received a package with a fake name. Inside was an account book that recorded the drug transactions at Shuiyue Villa. After tracing the source of the package, the sender was the girl at the front desk of Shuiyue Villa. The person who entrusted her to send the package was Zhou Zhiwen. Apart from contacting the courier and paying the courier fee, she knew nothing else."
Qi Beisong couldn't believe it: "Did Zhou Zhiwen participate in Mao Xiaowei's surrender?"
Lei Jing said, "Yes. After you left that day, Zhou Zhiwen was left alone with Mao Xiaowei. Mao Xiaowei must have told him the truth, and he decided to help Mao Xiaowei surrender."
Seeing that Cheng Ji was also shocked, he said, "Xiao Cheng, you know Zhou Zhiwen. He is a man who is honest on the outside but not on the inside. He would do such a thing. Mao Xiaowei handed the evidence to him, and he gave it to the front desk to mail it out. It's hard to say what happened later. The surveillance camera at Shuiyue Villa only captured his car leaving the garage, and then he disappeared."
"Disappeared just like that?" Cheng Ji asked.
Lei Jing said: "Well, the surveillance camera at the gate of the villa didn't capture anything. The car seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."
"There is one more thing." Lei Jing said, "The police have just decided to suspend the search for Zhou Zhiwen. I came here to talk about this."
"Why?" Cheng Ji asked.
Lei Jing said: "Police resources are limited, so they have to prioritize. From the police's perspective, his mission has been completed. Even if they find him, it would only be to supplement some details before Mao Xiaowei surrendered. But if the drug cartel is not quickly uncovered, the efforts of more than half a year will be wasted. In fact, it was too late to close the net after discovering that Chen Guangjun was killed. The overall plan has been disrupted, and the minions of the drug cartel are retaliating frantically."
Cheng Ji murmured: "Half a year..."
He knew very well how much manpower and resources an investigation that lasted for more than half a year would require. First of all, a special task force was needed. Such a major case might require dozens of people, at least more than a dozen.
Secondly, we need a team leader, who also has other duties and probably hasn’t slept well in the past six months.
Those team members couldn't sit idle either, they had to work overtime frequently, and surveillance was inevitable.
There are also undercover investigators, informants, information collectors, and evidence analysts...
All in all, although criminals smell bad, they embody the police’s shining hard work.
Lei Jing was about to leave, but Qi Beisong didn't see him off. Instead, Cheng Ji followed him into the elevator and shouted, "Brother Lei!"
He quickly pressed the door closing button and sent the elevator straight down to the basement floor to prevent Qi Beisong from catching up.
Lei Jing was puzzled, and Cheng Ji said, "Even the police have given up on Manager Zhou. Do you think he is still alive?"
Lei Jing looked at him silently until the elevator stopped on the underground first floor and the door opened.
"Can he survive?" Cheng Ji asked again.
Lei Jing said: "It's more likely to be dangerous than good."
Cheng Ji bit his lower lip and said, "I think so too."
Lei Jing said, "Go upstairs. Beisong will be surprised if he can't see you."
Cheng Ji said: "Brother Lei, I know why the surveillance camera at the main gate of the villa didn't capture him, because he must have gone out through the small door on the east side. He moved the surveillance camera at the gate away himself so that I could go in and find Mao Xiaowei!"
"It's possible." Lei Jing said.
"If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his body." Cheng Ji said, "Brother Lei, if you have any news about him, no matter good or bad, you must tell me! I owe him too much!"
Lei Jing nodded.
Cheng Ji went upstairs, and after the door opened, Qi Beisong pulled him out of the elevator car!
Qi Beisong growled, "You scared me to death! I thought you ran away with Boss Lei!"
"Why should I follow him?" Cheng Ji asked.
"Bah! Don't I know you?" Qi Beisong said angrily, "You little angel of justice, all you need is a red armband on your arm, don't even think about following him and getting in among the police!"
To be honest, these words reminded Cheng Ji so much that when he finally joined the police force, he thought his awakening began with these words.
Qi Beisong followed Cheng Ji, showing great patience.
In fact, this guy has no patience. It was only after he met Cheng Ji that his personality changed. Of course, it was only limited to coaxing his wife, and he treated everyone else as he pleased.
Cheng Ji asked him, "Do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Qi Beisong was very happy: "I want to drink porridge!"
Cheng nodded. He wanted to feed Qi Beisong and then go do his own thing.
The police have no manpower to look for Manager Zhou, so he goes to look for him!
He was gently stirring the rice grains in the pot with a long-handled spoon. Qi Beisong leaned close and whispered something in his ear.
Cheng Ji said: "… You still have the nerve to bring it up, stop it."
Qi Beisong moved closer, his voice extremely seductive: "Touch me?... It's big."
"You can figure it out on your own," Cheng Ji said. "I haven't reached that stage yet."
"You said you wanted to date me!"
"You have to take it slow!"
Qi Beisong said hoarsely: "If I remember correctly, you said you would come back to build it."
Cheng Ji blushed and then said, "I'm not in the mood."
Qi Beisong said: "Then can you let me hug you?"
Cheng Ji didn't refuse, he just said: "There is a fire in the kitchen, please be careful."
Qi Beisong said: "I was splattered with a pot of porridge. The pain is on my body, but it hurts on your heart. I was in the hospital with my skin torn and flesh bruised. You just happened to be accompanying me. We both had something to do, and you were safe by my side. It was good."
"Burns require skin grafting." Cheng Ji said angrily.
Qi Beisong hugged his waist from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and didn't speak for a long time.
Cheng Ji was wondering, when he suddenly heard him shout in a muffled voice: "Brother Cheng..."
"..." Cheng Ji turned his head and said, "You are being nice to me for no reason. Are you calling me Brother Cheng because you want to ask me something?"
Qi Beisong squinted at the steam rising from the pot and said, "Brother Cheng, my wife, do you think I am qualified? Can we live like this from now on? I can earn some money and you can cook for me."
Cheng Ji didn't answer, he didn't know how to answer.
Qi Beisong asked lightly, but actually he wanted a promise. But in this situation, what promise could he make
Chen Guangjun died, Manager Zhou's whereabouts are unknown, Sister Yu and the doctor are seriously injured in bed, the murderer is still at large, and it is not known whether that ghost group can be caught in one fell swoop. He can't do anything and can only wait for news at home.
How he wished he was still the same person in his previous life, so that he could put on his equipment, jump into the car with his weapon in hand, and search the whole city!
They arrested them one by one, handcuffed them, pointed gun barrels at their heads and asked them face to face: Who beat Chen Guangjun
Who set the fire in the clinic
Where is Manager Zhou?!
His back suddenly tensed up, and Qi Beisong asked quickly: "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
“Nothing…” Cheng Ji closed his eyes, suppressing his surging anger.
The two of them were eating together, and he drank a bowl of porridge very quickly, as if he was not afraid of the heat. The faster he drank, the more Qi Beisong saw something wrong, and that sign was called "who else but me?"
Qi Beisong asked: "You are not planning to catch the murderer yourself, are you?"
Cheng Ji was stunned for a moment and said, "No, I don't have a gun."
Qi Beisong pretended to be angry and slammed his chopsticks on the table: "You'll fight if you have a gun, right?"
Cheng Ji suddenly asked: "Can you shoot a gun?"
Qi Beisong said: "I just go shooting every year, but my skills are not good."
Cheng Ji said: "I can shoot a gun, and I'm pretty good at it. But arresting people is the job of the police. As an ordinary citizen, I won't cause trouble for them unless they need me."
"They don't need you!" Qi Beisong said immediately.
Cheng Ji asked: "Hey, I told you I can play with a gun, why aren't you surprised?"
Qi Beisong laughed and said, "My wife is capable. I am so happy. What's there to be surprised about?"
Cheng Ji asked: "According to the rules, am I your wife, or are you my wife?"
Qi Beisong laughed and scolded: "Fuck straight men are so annoying, they always fight for status in everything. I warn you, don't do that in front of me! From now on, no matter whether I make you or you make me, you are my wife!"
He leaned in closer: "Besides, I won't let you make it. I have experience last time. I can't beat you in a fight. You are far worse than me in bed. This thing still depends on physical strength!"
Cheng Ji said "Pah" and continued to drink his porridge.
"Eat more!" Qi Beisong added more porridge to him. "I'm a good wife. How can your body get thinner day by day?"
Cheng Ji lifted his clothes and glanced down, thinking: Fortunately, I still have some abdominal muscles left, otherwise I would be embarrassed to go to bed with others!
Qi Beisong asked: "What are you looking at?"
"nothing?"
Lao Qi immediately lifted up his T-shirt: "Look at me, I'm good-looking! Strong and fit!"
Cheng Ji rolled his eyes and thought to himself, your character is so different from the original book. If the original author knew about this, his whole family would be hanged, right
"Look at me quickly!" Qi Beisong acted coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, let me see, let me see..."
“Does it look good?”
"good."
"What do you mean it's okay? If it's not okay, I'll practice again until you can lick it!"
“…” Cheng Ji rolled his eyes again.
"Come closer and look!"
"Are you annoying?" Cheng Ji yelled, "Is it a big deal to have a few pieces of tendon meat?!"
Qi Beisong pulled open his sweatpants and underwear together.
Cheng Ji spread out his five fingers and blew them towards his face, but he dodged them swiftly.
If someone else had dared to slap him, Qi Beisong would have killed him long ago. But Cheng Ji was different. After all, she was his own daughter-in-law. He even regretted that he had dodged so quickly.
"If you dare to take off your pants again in broad daylight, I will fucking throw you off the building!" Cheng Ji roared.
This is exactly the effect Qi Beisong wanted. As long as Cheng Ji didn't frown so much and could be more cheerful, it would be worth it for him to take off his pants!
"I didn't take off my pants. I just pulled them open a little so you can see my abdominal muscles!" he said with a smile.
“… Stop it.” Cheng Ji covered his eyes, “It will shorten your life.”
Qi Beisong was determined to stay at home to look after Cheng Ji, but the company didn't allow him to do so. Soon he received calls one after another urging him to go back, asking for signatures and meetings.
Qi Beisong had no choice but to prepare to leave. He was worried about Cheng Ji being alone at home, so he called Zhao Jiarui.
"I feel relieved with you and Ruizi guarding the house!" Qi Beisong said with a smile, "I dare say that there are few people in Hongcheng who can be your opponents!"
"Since the combined force is so strong, can we go out?" Cheng Ji asked helplessly.
"No." Qi Beisong said, "I check the post every hour, please don't let me find out."
Zhao Jiarui arrived, and Qi Beisong ordered before leaving: "Ruizi, keep an eye on him. If he gets lost, I'll hold you responsible!"
"Oh!" Zhao Jiarui promised to complete the task.
Qi Beisong left, and Cheng Ji and Zhao Jiarui stared at each other.
Cheng Ji said: "I... want to go out for a while."
"Where are you going?" Zhao Jiarui asked.
"Where do you allow me to go?" Cheng Ji asked.
Zhao Jiarui said, "This entire unit belongs to Master Qi. I allow you to walk from the fourth floor to the first floor, and then walk back from the first floor."
"..." Cheng Ji said, "Rui Zi, can we have a fight and then decide?"
Zhao Jiarui crossed his hands and rejected it: "I won't fight with the young lady!" Then he continued to glare.
He had been practicing martial arts since childhood and had a focused personality. Although he talked a lot, his eyes were sharp. Cheng Ji felt very uncomfortable being glared at.
The phone on the table rang. It was Lao Geng.
Cheng Ji was delighted: "Godfather, you finally contacted me!"
Lao Geng's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak. He said, "I'm sorry, my phone is out of battery, and I just borrowed a charger from someone. I have something to tell you. The police said the fire at the clinic was not an accident, but man-made."
Cheng Ji said "hmm". Lei Jing said that it was a deliberate act by the drug trafficking gang to silence the witnesses.
Lao Geng said: "They checked the clinic's security door and found that someone had welded the door lock shut beforehand. Thanks to the doctor's quick response, otherwise no one would have been able to escape."
"Yeah." Cheng Ji was not as emotionally receptive as him, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time.
Cheng Ji suddenly asked: "Have you found the source of the fire? What is the fuel?"
"I don't know what started the fire, but I heard that the fuel was gasoline and the doctor's oxygen cylinder." Lao Geng said, "So it burned very quickly. First... Yeah, it flashed, and then the whole building caught fire, and then it exploded. The doctor and Sister Yu were lucky, because those bastards were determined to kill them!"
"I won't let them go!" Cheng Ji said hatefully.
"No need!" Lao Geng said quickly, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you!"
"What do you mean?" Cheng Ji said sternly, "We are one family, so don't talk behind each other's backs!"
"We are not a family!" Old Geng raised his voice, "My last name is Geng, your last name is Cheng, I don't recognize you as my godson anymore, and you don't recognize me as your godfather either, we are no longer related, from now on, don't get involved in my business! I am an old man and I have been in prison for more than ten years, so it doesn't matter to me. You are so young, don't get involved in this trouble, go back and study hard!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Don't call me godfather anymore, just call me Master Geng!"
"Master, you bastard!"
"You bastard! Master Geng is going to fire you from the Zhongyi Renyong Noodle House right now!"
"What are you doing?!" Cheng Ji was even more surprised.
Old Geng lowered his voice: "Although you were fired, I still respect you as a good friend. Listen to Master Geng's advice, although that diploma is useless, it is a stepping stone after all, you should hold your nose and get it if you can. I heard from Sister Yu's son that the new semester of university has started, and you should go back to school and don't waste time with me. If you don't study hard, Master Geng will be a lesson for you!"
Cheng Ji shouted: "Godfather you..."
"Don't call me dad!" Lao Geng ordered, "I'll pay for your tuition. You'll go to school tomorrow. Don't come to see me if you fail the exam!"
Cheng Ji shouted, "I have money. I still have a year and a half before graduation and I can afford the tuition! Don't kick me out!"
Lao Geng said, "We acknowledged each other as godfather and godson just for fun. You acknowledged me as your godfather, but you didn't get any benefits. Instead, you got yourself into a lot of trouble. I feel bad about it. I am a natural jinx. I am not suitable to be related to anyone. Whoever I touch will be unlucky. So let's not touch each other. That's it!"
Cheng Ji wanted to argue, but Lao Geng couldn't wait to hang up. Cheng Ji shouted into the phone in vain: "Godfather? Godfather?!"
Zhao Jiarui had been standing by and listening, and finally asked, "Why are you arguing?"
Cheng Ji put down his phone, looked at him aggrievedly, sighed and said, "Old Geng, this idiot, actually wants to break up with me."
Zhao Jiarui took a deep breath: "You'll be abandoned after having sex with me!!"
"…" Cheng Ji asked, "Zhao Jiarui, who taught you Chinese?"
"He used to be a teacher, and now he is Chen Chuan!" said Zhao Jiarui.