Chapter 141: Chapter 141: I’ve Got Connections in National Security

Chapter 141: I’ve Got Connections in National Security

Five nights ago, who rode a motorcycle to the Reservoir?

Xiao Yu stared coldly at the kneeling couple clutching their heads.

Now, don’t start spouting off about human rights.

A policeman died—a death so gruesome it defies belief.

Had it not been for Group Leader Xiao Yu reining in his team,

can you imagine how his team would have treated that couple?

The woman was so terrified she lost control.

Xiao Yu sneered.

“What are you so afraid of?”

“If you haven’t done anything wrong, why would you wet yourself in front of the police?”

His gaze shifted to the man, whose face was ashen.

A sharp-featured, monkey-faced man in his mid-thirties, so thin he looked like a walking stick.

He dared not meet Xiao Yu’s eyes, remaining silent.

Not going to say anything?

This man… he’s despicable.

After all, why wouldn’t you cherish the chance you’ve been given?

With Xiao Yu absent, he glared at the couple and coldly commanded, “703, take them away. No matter what it takes, get me the answers I need!”

Four team members grinned maliciously as they hoisted the couple and marched toward the waiting police cars…

Xiao Yu didn’t leave; he strode into the couple’s house.

Inside, he activated Wangdie’s Nose and his face changed.

A look of sorrow, helplessness, and anger crept over him.

“It’s here!”

He walked slowly until he reached a room resembling an old warehouse.

Xiao Yu’s expression grew colder as he bent down to examine a wooden board covering the floor.

What’s so intriguing about this thing?

Nothing.

Yet underneath it, a sickening stench of blood seeped out.

The unmistakable smell of human blood!

Squatting down, Xiao Yu pried up the board.

A pitch-black cellar was revealed before his eyes.

Many rural homes have cellars for storage.

Some cellars are outdoors, others indoors.

All methods passed down by our ancestors.

Originally, this wisdom was meant to benefit future generations,

but someone has twisted it into a killing ground!

His eyes roamed until he found an electrical switch, which he flipped on.

Immediately, the cellar below lit up, revealing a wooden ladder.

Xiao Yu descended slowly, the coppery tang of blood growing stronger with each step.

Once on the ground, he surveyed the entire scene in the cellar.

Carrots, potatoes, cabbages…

The cellar floor was blanketed by a layer of yellow soil.

It was this soil that exuded the bloody odor.

Could this be the primary crime scene?

But then…

A puzzled look slowly spread across Xiao Yu’s face.

“Why?”

Who dared attack a policeman?

It wasn’t that Xiao Yu looked down on ordinary people,

nor did he despise rural folk.

Without any personal grudge, who in their right mind would murder a policeman?

“Could it be that suspect… Dong Qi?”

Muttering to himself, Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes.

He recalled the case file, detailing how Dong Qi’s family had insulted and threatened the fallen Bu Wenhui.

What kind of family dares treat a policeman so brazenly?

How outrageous!

Soon, the forensic team arrived.

After surveying the scene, extracting blood samples from the soil, and even recovering a bloodstained spoon,

Xiao Yu remembered the empty sockets of the slain officer and took a deep, forceful breath.

He needed to control himself, afraid he might otherwise lose his temper!

Two hours later,

the forensic results came in.

At the scene where Detective Bu Wenhui died…

the four team members returned, reporting findings that made Xiao Yu’s expression shift slightly.

Bu Wenhui’s murderer was… Dong Qi!

But why commit murder?

Because Dong Qi has struggled with mental issues since childhood. He stabbed a villager at thirteen, ended up in juvenile detention at fourteen, and by sixteen, already had a long criminal record—involved in a human trafficking case that landed him six years in prison.

After his release, no one knew what dark deeds he pursued.

Meanwhile, the Dong family grew richer, and Dong Qi would return during festivals.

He’d linger at home for months before heading off again.

A few villagers knew the truth: Dong Qi was… a child trafficker!

It was even whispered that he once brought a child back, selling them to another county.

These rumors were shared only in hushed tones,

since no one dared let the Dong family hear.

After all, that family was cursed.

Dong Qi’s elderly mother suffers from a demonic ailment, and Dong Qi himself is a lunatic.

He really dared to kill!

Yes.

Dong Qi did indeed murder.

After knocking out a policeman, he dragged him to the couple’s house and threatened the pair into tossing the officer into the cellar to finish him off.

But why target the couple’s house instead of someone else’s?

Because the husband had once been involved with Dong Qi before he quit…

And what exactly did they do together?

Trafficking!

“Kong Xiangui, Male, 37…”

Qian Long reported, “Sixteen years ago, he worked with Dong Qi in human trafficking—not in our province, but out-of-province. According to Kong Xiangui’s confession, Dong Qi’s operations abroad were vast. He wasn’t just trafficking women and children; he also controlled groups of beggars, brutally maiming some trafficked victims so they’d pose as beggars, and even trafficked these beggars!”

Xiao Yu’s composure wavered as he coldly said, “Proceed.”

“Kong Xiangui quit eight years ago and returned to our city,”

Qian Long continued, “According to his account, Dong Qi once had many subordinates. But he too was working for someone higher up—a Big Boss.”

“Big Boss?”

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes and mused, “So after all the fuss, Dong Qi is merely a lackey?”

“No, he’s not the leader,”

Qian Long replied coldly, “The entire human trafficking operation was run by him while the Big Boss managed channels and commissions.”

“Who can tame a lunatic like him? What sort of person would that be?”

Xiao Yu chuckled darkly, “Were the couple involved?”

He was asking whether Kong Xiangui and his wife had a hand in Bu Wenhui’s murder.

“They were,” Qian Long answered gravely.

“Hmph!”

Xiao Yu shook his head, “As expected, in an avalanche not a single snowflake is innocent!”

“This case is enormous!”

Qian Long smiled bitterly, “It’s far bigger than we imagined—we might not even be able to crack it!”

This case involves a murder, extensive human trafficking, and severe maiming…

How could a city’s police force handle something like this?

Even the Provincial Department is overwhelmed!

After all, this case stretches across several provinces and cities!

“It doesn’t matter. We can crack it anyway,”

Xiao Yu’s expression turned eerie as he declared, “I’ve got connections in National Security!”

Qian Long: …

He gaped at Xiao Yu, as if beholding a deity!

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