Chapter 213: with translation of title

After Jia Yuzhang finished calling his sister far away in his hometown, he looked up again at the flight information displayed on the electronic screen in the hall, and his mood became a little anxious.

The flight was completely normal, with no delay.

But there were still two hours until boarding time; he had arrived early, and he hoped that nothing would happen in these last two hours, as long as he could fly abroad today, he could settle down for the rest of his life,

Jia Yuzhang silently prayed, constantly vigilant of the people around him.

But he didn't know:

The Anti-Corruption Bureau had already sent someone to tail him all along, a stranger he had never met, who was now sitting opposite him, looking around like a bored traveler.

Time passed minute by minute.

5 p. m.

Peng Tianhua and Xiao Zhao arrived at the airport, while Lin Dongfan was still on the road.

Before entering the departure hall, Peng Tianhua called Lin Dongfan: "Section Chief Lin, I've arrived; should we wait for you to come before acting, or should we act now?"

"First subdue him, I'll be there right away."

Lin Dongfan was driving the unit's official vehicle, speeding along the road.

"Okay."

Peng Tianhua checked the location information sent by the tailing staff, then headed straight to the E zone of the departure hall, which mainly handles international flight check-in.

The game of hawk catching chicks is simple yet violent.

When Peng Tianhua appeared in the E zone with his head wrapped in white gauze, this highly recognizable look instantly stimulated Jia Yuzhang's pupils.

Probably because he was too confident in his black baseball cap and black mask.

Jia Yuzhang still thought the other party hadn't recognized him, so he acted as calm as a traveler, rose discreetly, pulled his suitcase, and prepared to leave.

"Hold him down!"

Peng Tianhua suddenly let out a loud shout, almost scaring Jia Yuzhang to death.

What does it mean to flee at the wind?

This is what fleeing at the wind means!

Old Jia's heart jumped; he didn't even care about his suitcase and took off running.

Too bad his old arms and legs were ultimately lacking exercise.

He hadn't taken two steps.

The tailing person sitting opposite him sprang up, knocked him to the ground on the spot, handcuffed his hands behind his back, and all the moves were done in one fluid motion.

"Oh wow! You damn it, be easy, don't press on my waist!"

Old Jia's roar was still powerful, instantly attracting many onlookers.

The tailing guy also gave face; after handcuffing his hands, he lifted the knee that had been pressing on Jia's waist, then hauled him up from the ground.

"Let's go!"

The tailing guy pushed Old Jia in front of Peng Tianhua.

Peng Tianhua grinned like a nouveau riche who had just struck it rich, showing a mouthful of small white teeth: "Mr. Jia, sorry for the poor reception; please forgive us."

"Who is Mr. Jia? You've got the wrong person!" Jia Yuzhang said, his voice and expression sinking with anger.

Peng Tianhua smiled without anger, reached out and pulled off the black mask from his face: "At your age, you're still playing this childish excuse."

"Fine, you're not immature, you're mature!" Jia Yuzhang angrily demanded: "On what grounds are you arresting me? Please show your legal documents!"

"On the way."

"So you mean you don't have an arrest warrant?"

"On the way."

"Surname Peng, I think you're tired of living! You don't even have an arrest warrant, you're just a lowly deputy section chief—who gave you the guts of a bear and a leopard? Quickly unlock the handcuffs!"

Jia Yuzhang glared with angry eyes, appearing utterly righteous and justified.

Peng Tianhua said: "In terms of rank, I, Peng Tianhua, may never reach your height in this lifetime; you indeed have the capital to be arrogant..."

"I told you to unlock the handcuffs, are you deaf?!" Jia Yuzhang tried to overwhelm Peng Tianhua with momentum.

Peng Tianhua calmly laughed: "I haven't finished speaking yet, don't rush to show off. As a mere deputy section chief, I dare to arrest you, which shows you're pretty dark. You should tighten your buttocks, lift your hips, and hold your breath."

"You won't unlock the handcuffs, huh? I'll kick you to death!"

Before his words even finished, Jia Yuzhang's old lame leg had already kicked toward Peng Tianhua's abdomen.

In terms of defense, Peng Tianhua really is a bit lacking, with zero dodging ability. If it weren't for the tailing guy promptly grabbing Jia Yuzhang, his stomach would already have been stamped with Jia Yuzhang's big footprints.

"Be honest, don't move!"

The tailing guy firmly restrained Jia Yuzhang's shoulders and arms.

Jia Yuzhang struggled a few times, couldn't move, and then shouted angrily at Peng Tianhua: "Without an arrest warrant, you're committing an illegal act!!!"

"The arrest warrant you wanted has arrived."

Peng Tianhua raised his hand and pointed at Lin Dongfan walking toward them.

Lin Dongfan obviously heard Jia Yuzhang's roar, stepped forward and directly showed the arrest warrant: "Mr. Jia, please come with us."

"!!!"

Jia Yuzhang stared at the arrest warrant in Lin Dongfan's hand, his pupils contracting sharply.

Although he had already prepared for the worst, when this moment actually arrived, his legs felt a little weak, and he couldn't move them at all.

"Take him away!"

At Lin Dongfan's order, Xiao Zhao stepped forward to assist the tailing guy, one restraining Jia Yuzhang's left arm, the other his right arm.

After leaving the airport, they directly put Jia Yuzhang into Lin Dongfan's car.

Lin Dongfan instructed the tailing guy: "Return to the unit and urge the police to swiftly capture that assassin. Old Peng, Xiao Zhao, you follow me to Wuzhou."

The three responded and took the orders.

Jia Yuzhang heard they were going to Wuzhou, and his already fragile heart gave another jolt; he was so nervous it felt like it might jump out of his throat.

He stammered, "Go… go to Wuzhou for what? It's so far, I'm not going, I get carsick…"

"You're about to be thrown in jail—don't you want to go back and see your folks?" Lin Dongfan asked with a smile.

Hearing that, Jia Yuzhang broke out in a cold sweat from nervousness: "Lin… Section Chief, you've arrested me, and you still want to ruin my reputation? Don't go too far…"

"It's 1,200 kilometers one way, 2,400 round trip—do you think I want to go?"

"Then don't go."

"I have to go—if I don't go to your hometown, where am I supposed to dig out your private stash? No beating around the bush—I want to ransack your ancestral home."

Lin Dongfan gave a light smile, and it made Jia Yuzhang's face turn ashen.

Little treasury!

How the hell does this bastard know my private stash is in my hometown?

That makes no sense.

How does he know about this?

If you can't figure it out, it's best not to dwell on it; otherwise you'll just get more worked up—like Jia Yuzhang right now, who wishes he could turn into a ferocious prehistoric beast with bared fangs and tear Lin Dongfan apart to vent his hatred.

Xiao Zhao, drive.

Lin Dongfan, sitting in the passenger seat, lit a cigarette and rolled down the car window.

As the car started, wind blew in from outside, adding a scorching touch to this sweat‑soaked back in the blazing summer—the wind itself was hot.

So…

Why does Section Chief Lin want to open the window? If you open the window, how can you run the air conditioning?

Peng Tianhua, sitting in the back seat, wiped the sweat from his neck with a tissue and said, "Um… Section Chief Lin, I've got a grudge—I don't know whether to hold it or not."

"Hold it in."

Lin Dongfan rested his elbow on the car window and smoked leisurely.

Peng Tianhua stared speechlessly, turned his head, and glared at Jia Yuzhang: "Haven't you showered in days? You reek of sweat."

"Whether I shower or not is none of your damn business!"

Jia Yuzhang sat frozen, too shaken to move; he knew just how panicked he was—just moments ago he'd pissed his pants from nerves, and this stench wasn't sweat but urine.