Chapter 32

Don't throw away the needle and syringe; wipe them clean with alcohol disinfectant, they can still be used.

It doesn't comply with medical regulations, but it suits a poor bastard, and most importantly, it can extend the frequency of his visits to the black clinic; otherwise, frequently buying syringes is too conspicuous.

What a pity, the drawn blood cannot be stored.

He dares not stuff it into the fridge at home; once discovered, it would be inexplicable.

Otherwise, he could cooperate with 【Grand Feast】 to make his own blood bottles for "HP recovery" during battle.

"Still need to find a chance to move out and live alone."

Feng Mu had more and more secrets hidden on him, making him increasingly unsuitable to live at home; he couldn't very well lock himself in the bedroom every time he came back.

Wang Xiuli was merely worried about his mental state.

But once Feng Ju finishes this busy period and comes home to live, his various behaviors would inevitably arouse suspicion.

He drew two tubes of blood, plus the iron beads ground into powder to aid digestion.

Four hours of cultivation, edibility skyrocketed by 6 points, averaging 1.5 per hour, a 50% increase in rate compared to the previous fastest time.

【Iron Eater: First Rank】

【Edible Iron Types: 1】

【Extractable Metal Properties: 1】

【Current Detected Edible Iron Type — Ordinary Pig Iron, Edibility 62.7%.】

【Absorbed Properties: Mold Embryo (White)】

Feng Mu was very satisfied; even the corners of his mouth curled up while sleeping.

798 Street, Blood Rose Bar.

In the alcohol-stifling inner office, Zheng Si sat shirtless on the sofa, two naked women with dog collars around their necks prostrate at his feet.

Ma Bin stood opposite Zheng Si, eyes on nose, nose on heart, coldly laughing: "Boss Zheng has vented by fucking four women to death this week; would the pain of losing a son truly drive a man this mad?"

Ma Bin had his own answer in his heart; he simply didn't understand this kind of stupidity — if a son dies, just have another; it's only losing a son, not losing fertility.

"Found the murderer?" Zheng Si stared with an eyeball dense with bloodshot veins, his hoarse voice sending chills down one's spine.

Ma Bin took out a prepared list, saying in a deep voice: "The scope has been narrowed; it's within these 50 people."

Zheng Si didn't take the list; his alcohol-swollen temples made him not want to think at all, because thinking would plunge him into the pain of memories.

"It's been a week, one week left; bring the man before me, I want to tear him apart inch by inch." Zheng Si seemed to already see that scene before his eyes, a terrifying laugh issuing from his throat.

Ma Bin put away the list, saying in a deep voice: "Understood."

He turned to leave, then turned his head back to say: "The Patrol Bureau sent someone again; this time it's Deputy Captain Li Shang, and he brought a search warrant; does Boss want to go see him?"

Zheng Si gnashed his teeth, his single eye flashing with savage cruelty, yet he still retained a shred of reason.

He said in a sinister voice: "Since there's a search warrant, let him search; you go arrange it."

Ma Bin nodded and left, pulling the door shut behind him.

"Guard the door well; Boss is in a bad mood, don't let anyone disturb Boss." Ma Bin gently told the little brothers standing guard at the door.

Two little brothers; Ma Wei was one of them, the other wasn't qualified to have a name; both nodded in unison.

Ma Bin sighed, and considerately instructed further: "Don't let the booze inside run out; if those two women die, drag them out and bury them, swap Xiao Li and Xiao You in."

Ma Wei nodded repeatedly, but his heart ran cold: "Xiao Li and Xiao You were brought back from outside by Bin Ge two years ago; they count as the hostesses closest to Bin Ge."

"More ears, less mouth, understand?"

"Yes."

In just those few short sentences, the back of Ma Wei's clothes was soaked with cold sweat.

He watched Bin Ge's figure disappear around the corner, then pricked up his ears, hearing women's screams and a man's suppressed roars from inside the room.

"My son is dead, his corpse can't even be found, yet the Patrol Bureau still comes to demand someone from me; trash, trash, the Patrol Bureau are all trash."

"Bullying too far, really think wearing that uniform lets them turn black into white; framing people at will; push me too far and I'll throw those two captains into a laundry tub and churn them up."

"Aaaah, don't Boss, don't twist, it hurts so much aaaah——"

Ma Wei, ears pricked, shivered violently; his heart was bitter.

The horror stories heard inside the door, he would have to recount to Bin Ge later without missing a word, and before bed he'd have to edit the day's events into a text message to tell another behind-the-scenes big shot.

Every day he deals with wolves and tigers who eat people without spitting out bones; only he is a lamb walking on thin ice, at everyone's mercy.

When will this life ever see an end?

Dying would be a relief~

Ma Wei bowed his head and walked into the room, dragging out the corpse with arms twisted into a knot; he truly faced cleaning the bloodstains inside with a death-wish mentality.

"I seem to have heard a woman's scream." Li Shang sat at the bar, rinsing his mouth with liquor and spitting on the floor, the splatter dirtying Ma Bin's trouser leg.

Ma Bin blocked Chang Erbing who was about to enter and search; he smiled at Li Shang: "What sound? Captain Li must have misheard."

Li Shang's face instantly darkened; he swirled his wine glass and said: "My ears might be off, but my eyes are fine; I don't mind going in myself to take a look?"

Ma Bin waved his hand, signaling the surrounding little brothers to step back, then lowered his head and said softly: "Our Boss has been very fiery lately; I'm afraid you won't make it out alive if you go in, so let's not."

Li Shang coldly laughed: "You're threatening me; do you know your own identity? A gang punk dares threaten a captain?"

Ma Bin met Li Shang's gaze, his face showing a hint of hesitation, but his attitude remained cold and hard: "I wouldn't dare threaten you, but the Boss's orders, a little brother must carry out."

Before Li Shang could speak, Chang Erbing beside him, unable to suppress his rage, abruptly slapped the search warrant onto Ma Bin's face, fiercely saying: "Refusing a search is a serious crime; step aside, or I'll take you back to the Patrol Bureau, and getting out won't be so easy then."

A red fingerprint was slapped onto Ma Bin's face; he retreated a step in some disarray.

He wiped the search warrant off his face, right in front of the two of them, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth, casually grabbing a bottle of liquor from the bar and pouring it down his throat.

"You?" Chang Erbing was stunned in shock; he had never seen anyone dare eat a search warrant in front of a captain.

He flew into a rage, reaching out to grab Ma Bin's neck.

Ma Bin stood still; all around, the Green Wolf Gang's little brothers smashed bottles in unison, surrounding them ferociously.

Chang Erbing's palm stopped an inch from Ma Bin's neck, his movement freezing, cold sweat beading on his forehead; he put on a brave front and said, "You swallowed the search warrant!"

Ma Bin wiped the liquor from the corner of his mouth with his thumb: "Who saw it?"

Li Shang slammed his butt down, knocking the chair over onto the floor; he pulled Chang Erbing away, anger turning to laughter: "Very good. Harboring a murderer, resisting arrest — the Green Wolf Gang's audacity exceeds my imagination."

Ma Bin seemed cowed by Li Shang's imposing manner; he pondered for a long moment, waved his hand, and the underlings around him threw down their liquor bottles and all dispersed.

Only then did he lower his voice, speaking three parts soft and seven parts hard: "My apologies, Captain Li; please understand the profound grief of a father who has lost his son in middle age."

"Our Green Wolf Gang absolutely did not harbor Zheng Hang; in fact, Boss Zheng has determined that Zheng Hang was also killed by someone."

"The Patrol Bureau likely got this case wrong, and now you come to search again — that's rubbing salt in our Boss's wound. The Boss doesn't want to see Patrol Bureau people right now, so..."

"How about this: the Green Wolf Gang has already narrowed down the range of suspects in this case. Just give us one more week. Once the Green Wolf Gang catches the real culprit, I will surely persuade Boss Zheng to host a banquet and apologize to Captain Li. How about that?"

Li Shang stared deeply at Ma Bin, his meaning profound: "You mean I, Li Shang, fabricated a wrongful case, and a mere Green Wolf Gang presumes to teach our Patrol Bureau how to investigate?"

Li Shang's pupils flared with unconcealed killing intent; he couldn't be bothered with more nonsense, turned, and walked out; Chang Erbing gave a cold snort and hurried after him.

Ma Bin waited three seconds on the spot, his face calmly squeezing out a look of panic, and chased them to the doorway.

Ma Bin caught up to Li Shang, explaining urgently: "Captain Li, that's not what I meant; the Green Wolf Gang wouldn't dare tell the Patrol Bureau what to do, it's just..."

Ma Bin was tongue-tied; he sighed deeply: "Ah, Boss Zheng is just immersed in grief, just wants to find the real culprit and avenge his son; we have no other meaning. Hope Captain Li can understand."

Having said that, Ma Bin hurriedly fished a check from his pocket and handed it over, adding: "This was Boss Zheng's instruction — please have tea on him, Captain Li and brothers."

Li Shang glanced askance at the figure on the check; his expression eased slightly.

He prided himself on having read countless people, possessing fiery eyes and golden pupils — how could he not see exactly who this check was really from?

Li Shang pocketed the check and said faintly: "The Patrol Bureau needs to close the case and pursue the culprit; the Green Wolf Gang wants to investigate the murderer and take revenge — these two things don't conflict. Do you understand?"

Ma Bin froze, a look of incomprehension on his face.

For the sake of the check, Li Shang added a word of advice: "The Patrol Bureau's case cannot be wrong; whether the Green Wolf Gang acknowledges it or not, I don't care — but don't stir up trouble that reaches my ears. Understand?"

Ma Bin suddenly realized and nodded: "The Patrol Bureau wants face; Boss Zheng wants substance."

Li Shang frowned, feeling Ma Bin had some brains, but not much; understanding this was fine, but how could he say it to their faces?

Then again, it figures — a gangster, no matter how much brains he has, lacks insight and even more so doesn't understand the rules.

Ma Bin seemed to realize he shouldn't have said that; an apologetic look appeared on his face; he gritted his teeth, asked Li Shang to wait a moment, and produced two more gold bars.

Li Shang and Chang Erbing exchanged a glance; each took one, both wearing smiles of "a promising youngster."

No rules — can be taught; not a big problem.

Li Shang took out a business card holder from his pocket, pulled out a card; Ma Bin hurriedly accepted it.

Li Shang lowered his voice and said faintly: "The pain of losing a son is understandable, but don't lose your wits and do something reckless that makes trouble for others."

Ma Bin nodded: "Captain Li, rest assured; I'll persuade Boss Zheng."

"Persuade?!!"

The corner of Li Shang's mouth curled in contempt; he gave a cold laugh,

"You're a smart man, loyal enough to your Boss Zheng, but let me teach you a principle: a gang is a mud pit — the most loyal ones often sink to the bottom first."

Ma Bin's face turned sheepish; he didn't know how to respond.

"Think carefully on my words." Li Shang dropped the line and swaggered off with Chang Erbing.

Ma Bin watched the two leave all the way; the rich expressions on his face all retracted, replaced by a cold indifference; he slipped the business card into his pocket.

Then, unhurried, he pulled out a white handkerchief, squatted down, and meticulously wiped the liquor stains off his trouser legs smooth.

Leaving the Blood Rose Bar, getting into the blue-white car, Chang Erbing started the vehicle while saying to Li Shang in the back seat: "Captain Li, the Green Wolf Gang's Boss may be obstinate, but the second-in-command is quite sensible; this trip wasn't a loss."

Li Shang gave a light hum, saying contemptuously: "Normal. These gangs usually pick the one with the highest martial cultivation, the best fighter, as Boss; rare to see one who uses his brain."

Chang Erbing nodded, then added: "Judging by the Green Wolf Gang's behavior, they really seem to be searching everywhere for the real culprit. Could it be that Zheng Hang didn't kill and flee, but is dead with no body found?"

Li Shang's eyes half-narrowed: "What do you think?"

"I think..." Chang Erbing glanced at Li Shang's gloomy face in the rearview mirror, and the words at his lips changed to: "The Green Wolf Gang's act is quite convincing; too bad we investigated Zheng Hang's final phone records."

"Wang Wei was the one Zheng Hang called to meet at the school warehouse; before Wang Wei died, her bank card received a transfer from Zheng Hang. The evidence is ironclad — Wang Wei was lured there by Zheng Hang and murdered." Chang Erbing analyzed it logically and thoroughly.

Li Shang gave a cold snort, declaring categorically: "The case is already classified; whoever tries to overturn it is asking for discomfort. Don't mention it again."

Chang Erbing nodded, drove out of 798 Street, and asked: "Captain Li, where are we going now?"

Li Shang: "Back to the Police Station to reapply for a search warrant."

Chang Erbing: "Ma Bin gave money, and we're still coming — not appropriate, right?"

Li Shang lit a cigarette, exhaled faintly: "You ate yesterday; do you still eat today?"

Chang Erbing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but his heart also stirred with excitement; he thought: "Captain Li's appetite is really big. But today we got a gold bar; tomorrow maybe we can get another? Caonima, no wonder everyone in the squad likes working with Captain Li."

Li Shang didn't hide his greed either, stating plainly: "Today's portion was from Ma Bin."

"But Ma Bin can't speak for the Green Wolf Gang, so what he gave is just a bit of soup and water."

"If we want to eat meat, we still have to pry open Zheng Si's mouth. Once we pry open his mouth, we'll get to the meat — and not just one meal; from then on we can come to the Green Wolf Gang for a feast anytime."

"This case is the best opportunity."

"The Police Station is currently supervising a major case; they've delayed calling us for support — eight or nine times out of ten we have no share in it. So for this period, we brothers can only find our own food."

Chang Erbing fully understood, admiring him to the utmost: "Brilliant, Captain Li. You're training this wolf into a house dog, slicing meat with a dull knife."

Li Shang rolled down the window, flicked the cigarette butt out: "Brothers follow me, Li Shang — I won't say everyone gets a promotion, but at least I'll let you all eat your fill with open bellies!"

Chang Erbing nodded heavily; he believed Captain Li's words and secretly resolved: from now on he'd follow Captain Li on cases wholeheartedly — if Captain Li said go east, he absolutely wouldn't go west.

The blue-white car drove east all the way back to the Patrol Bureau.

— Big Shot, Li Shang brought a constable and stirred up trouble again; Bin Ge smoothed it over.

— Following Bin Ge's orders, I'm guarding the gate for Boss Zheng; Boss Zheng's been acting a bit manic lately — played several women to death.

— Buried another woman's body; ever since burying Tong Ge, I've been burying bodies every day.

"Big shot, I'm so panicked, I feel my situation is precarious, I'm so worried the next corpse I bury will be myself."

Dawn.

Feng Mu opened his eyes and woke up, glancing at the four unread messages on his phone.

He felt Ma Wei was under tremendous mental pressure; speaking of it, his words had become somewhat incoherent.

A person cannot possibly bury their own corpse, so the thing Ma Wei is worried about fundamentally will not happen.

As for the few matters Ma Wei reported, they were all mere fragments, or rather, Ma Wei's vantage point could only see this much surface appearance — after all, he is not a microscopic eye, unable to observe the core behind the surface.

Based on this, Feng Mu also could not speculate on the connections behind these events; they are more likely merely independent events from each other?

The only certain useful information is…..

"Zheng Si gone mad?!" A pensive look appeared in Feng Mu's eyes, "The meaning expressed by the gatekeeper is rather intriguing; does this count as a form of disguised house arrest?"

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