Chapter 429: We need a live one!

Mu Lingxue sprang to her feet, and Lin Yuan also stood up……

Both rushed to the Public Security Bureau entrance.

As soon as they reached the entrance, they saw a black crowd of thugs blocking the Public Security Bureau's main gate.

A group of thugs, holding wooden clubs and steel pipes in their hands.

The thugs shouted at the top of their lungs: "Release Bai Gongzi! We won't leave unless you let him go!"

The noisy shouts shook people's ears until they felt dazed.

Citizens entering and exiting the Public Security Bureau were frightened into taking detours.

Even police cars could not enter or exit normally, severely affecting the work of the Public Security Bureau.

Mu Lingxue clenched her fists, her eyes icy cold.

She barked at the nearby officers: "What are you standing there for? Arrest all these troublemakers! Don't let a single one escape!"

The officers sprang into action, handcuffs in hand, rushing forward.

Although the thugs were many, most were a rabble, and in no time over half were subdued.

Lin Yuan also helped from the side, reaching out to seize the wrists of those trying to resist.

His movements were clean and decisive, not allowing a single thug to break through the police line.

Within half an hour, the first batch of rioting thugs were completely brought under control.

The thugs, each wearing handcuffs, were escorted into the Public Security Bureau's detention room.

But the detention room's iron-barred gate had just been locked.

Not more than ten or so minutes later, chaotic footsteps sounded again at the Public Security Bureau entrance.

The second batch of thugs actually came again and blocked the way.

The number in the second batch… was even greater than the first, and they shouted even more fiercely.

Mu Lingxue gritted her teeth, said nothing more, and once again ordered the arrest of the people.

Although the officers were sweating from exhaustion, they still gritted their teeth and charged forward.

After the second batch of thugs were also locked up in the detention room, not long passed.

The third batch of thugs came again, still shouting the slogan "Release Bai Gongzi," blocking the entrance and refusing to leave.

Batch after batch of thugs were locked up, and the originally empty detention room quickly filled up.

Even the corridors and the temporary iron sheds set up in the courtyard were packed with people.

Mu Lingxue looked at the courtyard full of handcuffed thugs, her brows knotted into a lump.

If they kept arresting like this, there would be no standing room left in the bureau, and they simply could not detain so many people.

She turned and quickly walked to Lin Yuan, speaking in a low voice: "You said before you could erase the injury evidence on a person, right?"

Lin Yuan picked up a silver needle, nodded, and said: "Yes, inserting the silver needle into the corresponding acupoint can make the bruises disappear cleanly within a few hours."

Mu Lingxue, upon hearing this, narrowed her beautiful eyes.

A flash of coldness crossed her eyes, and she simply said: "That's easy to handle."

She turned and walked toward her own office……

Not more than two minutes later, she took off her police uniform and put on her own private clothes.

After changing into civilian clothes, Mu Lingxue did not linger, heading straight for the interrogation room.

As she pushed open the iron door.

Baihejie was leaning against the interrogation chair, humming a little tune……

Suddenly he saw Mu Lingxue enter—this woman wasn't wearing her police uniform?

Baihejie froze for a moment, just about to open his mouth to mock……

As a result, Mu Lingxue grabbed his arm and yanked him up.

"What are you doing?!" Baihejie exclaimed, being pulled so hard he staggered, his wrist gripped painfully.

Mu Lingxue ignored his shouting, dragging his arm toward the Public Security Bureau entrance……

Mu Lingxue's steps were fast and steady, giving Baihejie no chance to struggle.

Lin Yuan, seeing this, hurriedly put the silver needle back into the needle case and quickly followed.

He knew Mu Lingxue was getting serious, and he needed to help control the intensity from the side.

Mu Lingxue brought Baihejie directly to the Public Security Bureau's parking lot.

There, her private off-road vehicle, a Land Rover Range Rover, was parked.

Baihejie stared at that vehicle, then glanced at Mu Lingxue's icy-cold eyes.

Baihejie's heart suddenly panicked; he instinctively stepped back half a step: "What exactly do you want? I want to go back to the interrogation room!"

Mu Lingxue stepped forward, reaching out to grab Baihejie's collar.

She directly dragged Baihejie toward the car: "What are you doing? You'll settle the account for your men blocking the door!"

Lin Yuan quickly followed, helping to open the passenger-side car door.

He watched as Mu Lingxue forcibly shoved Baihejie inside, then he went around to sit in the back seat.

Baihejie, forced into the passenger seat, his back just touching the seat, began to struggle wildly, flailing his arms and shouting loudly.

"What are you doing? Save me… ah! What exactly do you want?!"

Mu Lingxue closed the car door, not waiting for him to finish shouting, then pressed down on his shoulder with her other hand.

Mu Lingxue's fist slammed directly into his chest, the motion quick and fierce, charged with suppressed anger.

Baihejie winced in pain, arching his body, about to open his mouth to shout again……

Mu Lingxue pulled a roll of transparent tape from the storage compartment, ripped off a long strip with a "ripping" sound, and stuck it firmly over his mouth……

The muffled groan was instantly blocked.

She grabbed the passenger seat belt again, looped it around Baihejie's arm twice, and fastened it tightly to the buckle.

She bound Baihejie completely to the seat, so he could barely move his fingers.

Lin Yuan sat in the back seat, hands properly on his knees, eyes fixed on the streetlights flashing past outside the window, not even glancing forward with his peripheral vision.

Lin Yuan pretended not to have seen anything.

Mu Lingxue stared at Baihejie's wide eyes, then struck again.

She kicked Baihejie's thigh twice with considerable force, making him tremble all over from pain.

Yet he could only make a "wu-wu" sound.

Soon, the Land Rover SUV shook violently with Mu Lingxue's movements.

The seatback thumped bang-bang, and even the windows seemed to tremble slightly.

Inside the car, Mu Lingxue kept violently beating Baihejie!

Wearing leather shoes, she kept fiercely kicking Baihejie!

This woman, when she kicks, is simply too brutal!

Baihejie stared at Mu Lingxue's terrifyingly cold face, his fear growing stronger.

As Baihejie struggled, the seat belt emitted a creak, but it was of no use.

Mu Lingxue kicked him for several minutes, and she grew tired.

She caught her breath, stopped, and reached out to pat Baihejie's cheek.

Mu Lingxue's voice was full of icy sarcasm: "You aren't the one who likes ordering people to block doors? Now you know fear?"

Baihejie's head lolled against the passenger seatback, his gaze unfocused and losing focus.

A smear of uncleaned blood still clung to the corner of his mouth.

That recent brutal beating had left him dazed.

Baihejie now had no strength left to struggle; only his chest rose and fell with heavy breathing.

Only then did Lin Yuan lean forward from the back seat.

He held three silver needles in his hand, pressing his fingertips on the bruises on Baihejie's arm and thigh.

He located the Sea of Blood and Union Valley points and swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly inserted the needles.

The silver needles went in half an inch, and Lin Yuan gently twisted their tips.

Soon, the purplish bruise on Baihejie's arm faded at a visible speed.

The originally swollen area also gradually subsided, and the skin quickly returned to its normal color.

Silver needles promote blood circulation and dissipate stasis, thus perfectly eliminating bruises.

Lin Yuan withdrew the silver needles, wiped their tips with a tissue, and whispered, "All done, no trace remains."

After saying that, he sat back in the rear seat, again looking out the window as if what he had just done were utterly trivial.

Mu Lingxue lowered her gaze to Baihejie's arm, now restored to its original state, and the cold light in her eyes intensified.

She raised her hand and slapped Baihejie's cheek, the crisp sound echoing inside the car.

The slap brought Baihejie back to his senses a little, his eyes full of fear.

Baihejie could only emit a muffled "wu-wu", his body instinctively shrinking into the seat.

Mu Lingxue leaned in close to his ear, her voice cold and ruthless: "You have no injury marks as evidence; even if you wanted to sue me, who would believe you?"

She said this while reaching out to pull off the tape on Baihejie's mouth, deliberately leaving a gap for him to speak.

"You… you're going too far!" Baihejie's voice hoarse, trembling, he said, "My father won't let you off!"

"He won't let me off?" Mu Lingxue snorted, then raised her hand and punched his belly: "Baihejie, you're finished today!"

Baihejie curled up in pain, cold sweat instantly soaking his clothes.

Just as he was about to shout for help, Mu Lingxue reapplied the tape, muffling his groan once again.

Lin Yuan listened to the commotion up front from the back seat, but never turned around.

He silently took out a few more silver needles from the needle case, waiting for the next occasion to erase traces.

Mu Lingxue gave Baihejie a violent beating.

Baihejie's face was swollen from the slaps.

Mu Lingxue also realized that to deal with scum like Baihejie, one must use scum's methods!

Soon, Mu Lingxue stopped again.

She was panting from exhaustion.

Lin Yuan stepped forward again, the silver needle pierced into Baihejie's newly added bruise spot,

Within a few minutes, the new injury vanished completely clean.

Mu Lingxue looked at Baihejie, restored to his original state, with no hesitation in her eyes, and raised her hand for another brutal beating…

The Land Rover SUV again transmitted a slight shake…

Baihejie's eyes lost all luster, leaving only despair.

Lin Yuan sat in the back seat, listening to the muffled thuds of fists hitting flesh up front, his fingertips unconsciously tightening.

Such a method of beating while erasing evidence was still something he had never seen before.

This was far more vicious than the restraint he used when interrogating with silver needles.

Mu Lingxue's fists held back no mercy…

Each of her strikes landed precisely on Baihejie's ribs and abdomen.

The force was so great that even the seat trembled.

Suddenly, Baihejie's body jerked rigid, and a faint pinkish foam seeped from the edge of the tape at the corner of his mouth.

Then a large mouthful of fresh blood welled up from the tape's seam, trickling down his chin onto the seat cover, spreading a dark stain.

Obviously, he suffered internal injuries.

Baihejie's eyes were completely devoid of their former arrogance, leaving only extreme fear and collapse.

His body trembled like chaff in a sieve, he had no strength left to struggle, and could only let the pain sweep over him.

Mu Lingxue stopped, reached out and ripped off the tape on his mouth.

"Will you talk or not? Spit out the behind-the-scenes mastermind who ordered your men to block the door, as well as White Gold Han Group's illegal gang involvement and drug trafficking evidence!"

Baihejie coughed blood, his chest heaved violently, and each breath brought tearing pain.

Yet he still shook his head, his teeth clenched tightly on his lower lip.

Even if his lips bled, he didn't utter a single word.

Seeing him still stubborn, Mu Lingxue raised her hand and punched him again in the back.

Baihejie let out a muffled groan and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Yet he still held his neck stiff, his eyes showing a stubbornness of having given up completely.

Lin Yuan glanced at the blood spatter on the front seats, his brows slightly furrowed, but he didn't speak up to stop it.

He knew that someone like Baihejie wouldn't yield to soft measures; only force would work.

He just didn't expect Mu Lingxue to be this ruthless.

Mu Lingxue stared into Baihejie's eyes, her voice full of oppression.

"You think just holding out will do? I have plenty of time to wear you down. Anyway, you leave no evidence on your body, so even if I beat you to a pulp, no one can say anything. You scumbag drug dealers, society's trash—I want to see just how tough your mouth can be."

Baihejie curled up in the seat, pain nearly making him lose consciousness, yet he still gritted his teeth and shook his head, his throat emitting a muffled sound of refusal, refusing to open his mouth.

Mu Lingxue withdrew her fist, braced her hands on the passenger seatback and gasped for air.

Her forehead's fringe hairs were stuck to her fair brow by sweat, fragrant sweat trickling down her cheeks,

Even her neck exuded fine beads of sweat, revealing a hint of dishevelment yet still neat.

She turned her head to look at Lin Yuan in the back seat, panting, she said: "Help me wipe my sweat, I'm exhausted."

Lin Yuan hurriedly pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket, took out several sheets, neatly stacked them, and quickly stepped to the front row.

His fingertips lightly touched her forehead, carefully wiping away the fragrant sweat on her face, his motion extremely gentle.

As he wiped her neck, Lin Yuan's nose suddenly caught a faint scent.

It wasn't perfume, but the natural, fresh fragrance emanating from Mu Lingxue's body, mixed with the dampness of light sweat, actually smelling exceptionally good, making one's heart sway involuntarily.

His gaze fell on the thin sheen of sweat on her fair neck; that fine film of moisture gave her skin a bright luster, inexplicably exuding a sexy, alluring vibe.

Lin Yuan's mind uncontrollably conjured a thought that made his face flush: he couldn't help wanting to lick a taste.

Lin Yuan hastily pinched his palm, shook his head hard, forcing himself to suppress the ridiculous notion.

Yet his hand didn't stop, continuing to earnestly wipe the sweat beads from her neck.

After wiping the sweat, Mu Lingxue took the used tissue, casually tossed it into the storage compartment, and moved her sore wrist.

Her gaze once again fell on Baihejie in the passenger seat, and the coldness returned.

She didn't say another word, raised her hand and punched Baihejie's thigh again.

Although this force was somewhat lighter than before, it still made Baihejie's whole body shudder, a muffled groan escaping his throat.

Lin Yuan sat back in the rear seat, his fingertips still retaining the warm sensation from touching Mu Lingxue's skin earlier.

He pretended not to hear the commotion up front.

Baihejie curled up in the seat, more blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Baihejie's eyes were full of numb despair, yet he still gritted his teeth; even though his whole body trembled with pain, he didn't utter a single syllable.

Mu Lingxue looked at his stubborn, enduring appearance, and her anger flared up again.

She grabbed Baihejie's collar, lifted him up a bit, then slapped his side cheek with her other hand, the crisp sound echoing inside the car.

……

That evening.

White Gold Han Group's top floor, the Chairman's Office.

In front of the heavy rosewood desk, Chairman Bai Guiyuan's knuckles whitened as he gripped the phone, his face ashen enough to drip water.

The assistant had just finished reporting the news: "Young Master Baihejie detained by the police…"

Bai Guiyuan raised his hand and swept the porcelain vase on the desk onto the floor!

"Clang!" a crisp sound!

Shards splattered across the floor.

Bai Guiyuan's voice, thick with suppressed fury: "A bunch of useless! Can't even keep watch on one person, letting him get caught?!"

Before the assistant could reply, another executive stumbled in, tablet in hand, voice trembling.

"Chairman… it's bad! Online… online there's a video of the Young Master, it's gone viral across the net!"

Bai Guiyuan snatched the tablet away……

On the screen, the video showed Baihejie naked, kneeling and begging for mercy, while a female model beside him added humiliating remarks, saying Baihejie could only last ten minutes… he was impotent.

Seeing this video, Bai Guiyuan nearly fainted from rage!

"Who took this video?! Who posted it online?!?" Bai Guiyuan shouted furiously.

Subordinate's trembling voice reported: "This video was probably taken last night when Priest Lin Yuan went to the Young Master's villa to film it! Last night Lin Yuan drove an excavator to the Young Master's private villa… likely he captured this video!"

"Bang!" Bai Guiyuan slammed the table, gnashing his teeth: "Priest Lin Yuan!"

At this moment, online public opinion had exploded!

Bai Guiyuan looked at the unbearable-to-watch footage on the screen……

Mocking comments flooded the comment section……

#White Gold Han Young Master Arrested#

#Baihejie ten minutes#

#Bai Jinhan underworld involvement solid evidence? #

Three hot search terms firmly occupy the top three.

"Chairman! The news that the young master was arrested by the police has spread online! I don't know who leaked it! Now our group is entangled in public opinion, the stock price has plummeted!" At this moment, another manager rushed in anxiously, reporting!

The executive wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and added:

Our group's stock plunged straight down from the afternoon opening, already hit the limit down half an hour ago, and is still being massively sold off… Finance just finished calculating; as of now, the group's market value has evaporated by a full forty billion! That's ten billion more than expected!

Bai Guiyuan fiercely smashed the tablet against the wall, the screen instantly shattered!

Bai Guiyuan's chest heaved violently, his furious roar shaking the windows as if they were trembling.

"Emergency meeting! Immediately! All executives, PR department, legal team must be in the conference room within three minutes! Be late by even a second, and get out!"

Ten minutes later, in the top-floor meeting room of the group, the atmosphere was so oppressive you could wring water out of it.

Bai Guiyuan sat in the head seat, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd below like a knife.

Bai Guiyuan angrily shouted: "PR department! Immediately contact every available online army team, no matter the cost, suppress Baihejie's hot-search publicity! All media and bloggers who posted related content must either delete the posts or receive a lawyer's letter!"

The head of PR hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes! We have already contacted three top PR firms, now we are fully withdrawing articles and controlling comments, and are also buying 'positive energy' search terms to suppress it, but… but the negative is too much, suppression is slow!"

Bai Guiyuan angrily shouted: "Speed it up for me! Otherwise I'll throw you into the Huangpu River to feed the fish!"

The head of PR nodded in terror.

Baihejie turned his head, turning toward the leader of the legal team, his tone carrying an unquestionable harshness:

"You go now to liaise with the police, no matter what means, first slow down the interrogation process! Also, immediately contact Director Li and Section Chief Zhang of the judicial system; I need to know whether my son has suffered any injustice in there, whether he has let slip anything!"

The leader of the legal team quickly responded: "We have prepared the legal opinion and bail application; we will go see the police official in charge tonight, and our contacts there have already been reached!"

Bai Guiyuan suddenly stopped hitting the table, his eyes turning sinister, his gaze sweeping over everyone with a bone-chilling coldness: "There's one more thing… immediately find a scapegoat!"

The conference room fell silent in an instant, even breathing became cautious.

"Look in the group's subordinate construction teams and logistics companies!"

Bai Guiyuan's voice was low, yet every word carried ruthlessness: "Find those with a criminal record and families desperately in need of money, compensate them adequately. One apartment plus five million, let him take the blame for all of Baihejie's crimes, especially the underworld involvement!"

Bai Guiyuan paused, then tapped his knuckles on the table once more, his tone full of warning.

"My son cannot stay in there past tonight! Once he is interrogated and loosens his tongue, not only will he be done for, but our entire Bai Jinhán will have to follow him to the grave! If any of you mess this up, you don't need to see me again!"

The executives lowered their heads in unison, voices barely audible: "Yes! We'll get on it right away!"

Bai Guiyuan coldly snapped: "There's one last thing! Immediately arrange personnel to find Priest Lin Yuan, bring him back alive! Remember, I want him alive!!"