Chapter 199: Give You a Double Opening

Jin Zhaofeng glanced at Lin Dongfan, who sat on a chair smoking, and figured this calm guy must be the big shot who has the higher-ups in a panic.

Outrageous!

Damn outrageous!

Even though he's handsome, he even managed to scare the City Bureau Chief into flustered helplessness; I have no idea what heaven-defying background this calm guy has.

For things he can't figure out, Lao Jin doesn't bother to waste his energy guessing.

Lao Jin glanced again at Kang Shaoxiong, whose forehead was bleeding and red, speechless—everyone else takes selfies with their phones, but this guy uses a crystal ashtray; does he really think he's Iron Head Hero?

Some things, though he knows them clearly.

Lao Jin still followed procedure and asked the cause: "What's going on?"

"Simple, I was eating here with a friend when this crazy old woman suddenly rushed in wielding a water-knife fruit, threatening me. I risked grabbing the knife, but didn't harm her—I just had people throw her out. Then our unit's newly arrived Section Chief Lin came charging in, cocky as hell, grabbed the ashtray and smashed it onto my head!"

Kang Shaoxiong held his injured forehead, racing down the boulevard of baseless accusations.

Li Hengbo, deeply influenced, also followed behind singing double-reed: "I can testify to this. Just now I saw Lin Dongfan smash the bureau chief's head with an ashtray. This kid Lin Dongfan went for the kill, not treating the bureau chief's head like a watermelon. If it weren't for the bureau chief's good luck, he'd definitely be lying on the operating table in the hospital now."

The facts are clear, and the witnesses are present.

According to previous procedure, the next step is to bring out the handcuffs—regardless of whether Lin Dongfan is innocent, we must first restrain him.

Too bad, times have changed.

Lao Jin looked at the indignant Kang and Li, then at the continually calm Lin Dongfan—is this even called calm? It's blatantly ignoring Kang and Li's accusations.

A true big shot, even his smoke rings are perfect circles.

Sigh!

This society is truly brutal, invisible crits everywhere! Poor these two big fools, despised nakedly, yet they think they're riding the wave.

Lao Jin put away his boundless resentment.

He politely asked Section Chief Lin: "Section Chief, regarding the bureau chief's injury, would you like to explain?"

Before Lin Dongfan could reply.

The perpetually anger-silent widow of Song Wen—Huang Suying—suddenly stood up: "Section Chief Lin didn't touch him at all; they conspired to frame Section Chief Lin!"

Did you hear that clearly?

Lin Dongfan raised his head and asked; that icy stare locked onto Lao Jin, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Lao Jin hastily straightened his uniform, solemnly replied: "Understood, the facts are clear! Someone, handcuff Kang Shaoxiong!"

Surprised or not?

Expected or not?

If Lao Jin is a nuclear bomb, then Lin Dongfan's icy gaze is the mechanical key that triggers the core—click, a twist.

Boom!

It blew up the whole place, leaving it dead silent.

Li Hengbo's eyes went wide with shock, his mind full of question marks—what the hell is going on???

Kang Shaoxiong was even more dazed, as if he'd gone to his grandmother's house, doubting whether he'd hallucinated—usually so vigilant a brother—Lao Jin—how could he be so unreliable today?

Brain glitch?

Kang Shaoxiong collected himself: "Lao Jin, did you take the wrong medicine today? You misspoke, grabbed the wrong person, you know? Hurry up and reorganize your words."

"What are you all standing around for? Handcuff them!"

Faced with Lin Dongfan's icy gaze, Lao Jin also panicked inside, not daring to quibble with Kang Shaoxiong.

The nearby officer likewise dared not be vague.

He drew out the shiny handcuffs and flicked them onto Kang Shaoxiong's wrist—joyfully securing the bureau chief position, instantly highlighting a peak moment in his life.

At this moment, Kang Shaoxiong finally realized something seemed off.

His face darkened.

He angrily questioned Jin Zhaofeng: "Lao Jin, you have to explain this today! I'm the injured party, I also have eyewitnesses—on what basis do you believe that crazy old woman's one-sided account?"

"If you don't say, I almost forgot—I missed another eyewitness." Lao Jin gave a meaningful glance to another officer: "Handcuff the Li-surname guy too."

Yes!

In the blink of an eye, Li Hengbo joyfully received a pair of silver handcuffs.

Li Hengbo steeled himself and asked: "I'm just a bystander—I didn't hit anyone, didn't insult anyone—are you guys overreacting?"

"Whether you ate melon or not I don't know, but I know you just declared confidently: you personally saw Lin Dongfan smash the bureau chief's head with an ashtray!"

Lao Jin gave a white-eye glare, leaving Li Hengbo speechless.

Even more devastated than Li Hengbo is Kang Shaoxiong.

Kang Shaoxiong now understands: Lao Jin isn't deaf, nor can't he hear him—he simply doesn't want to answer any of his questions!

Before the person even left, the tea went cold.

At the peak of his prime, how did such a tragedy happen?

Kang Shaoxiong grew more confused, furrowing his brow as he pressed Jin Zhaofeng: "Dammit, tell me the truth—whose steel plate did I kick today?"

The law!

Lao Jin gave a standard answer without hesitation.

Thinking, "Dammit, whose steel plate did you kick, you don't even know? The guy's standing right in front of you—surname Lin! As for what background the Lin guy has, I also want to know."

Lao Jin stepped forward and said: "Section Chief Lin, please come with us to the bureau to give a statement."

Okay.

Lin Dongfan stood up with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing Kang Shaoxiong glaring like a resentful wife.

Lin Dongfan couldn't help but chuckle: "Is this unwillingness or what? As adults, we must pay for our impulsive actions—that's what you yourself said."

What the hell are you?

This problem is now like a poisoned thorn lodged in Kang Shaoxiong's heart.

It severely obstructs blood circulation inside the body.

It causes congestion in the head.

Headache!

Unfortunately, this problem is destined to have no answer; at least, so far, Lin Dongfan doesn't want anyone to know he has a badass red genealogy.

Lin Dongfan leisurely comforted: "You've been through big winds and waves, don't act like a fragile little wife. Quickly put away that mourning expression. Rest assured, if today's matter isn't enough for you to relax and lie flat, I'll dig up your history later and try to get you a double package..."

Fuck!!!

Before Lin Dongfan could finish, Kang Shaoxiong charged forward like a raging Tibetan mastiff.

His hands were cuffed, so he couldn't move them.

He then kicked at Lin Dongfan.

Unsurprisingly, Lin Dongfan, naturally quick to react, dodged effortlessly; plus two officers swiftly moved to restrain Kang Shaoxiong, so of course the kick missed.

Even though Kang Shaoxiong was restrained, he kept kicking his legs wildly: "You bastard! If you've got the guts, don't dodge—see if I dare to kill you!"

"If a dog bites me, I shouldn't dodge? That makes no sense."

Lin Dongfan couldn't be bothered to deal with Kang Shaoxiong anymore.

He then shifted his gaze to Li Hengbo, chuckling as he teased "Little Li": "That blue-and-white porcelain chamber pot on the table—was it from you? You wanted to use Kang Shaoxiong's knife to stab me. How coincidental—I accidentally thwarted your revenge plot. Aren't you angry?"

!!!

Li Hengbo closed his eyes, his exterior calm, while ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped through his heart.

The feeling of hatred and anger awakened his original personality.

At this moment he was not the transmigrator's persona, but the true Li Hengbo, who dreamed of slicing Lin Dongfan with a thousand cuts.