Chapter 221: Brothers

Jia Yuzhang, this old slickster, is not stupid at all.

What he had done, he knew clearly in his heart; even before being caught, he had already envisaged that once arrested, there would be no room for choice.

If he randomly bites someone from the Zhou or Gao families, he could end up dead in the detention center.

On the other hand, if he stubbornly refuses to confess anything and resists interrogation, he will certainly be given a heavy sentence by the court, and the likely outcome is the death penalty.

Either way, it's a dead end.

When Lin Dongfan revealed his red family lineage, Jia Yuzhang's eyes lit up, seeing a glimmer of hope from despair.

With Lin Dongfan's prominent background, it can be ensured he won't die unjustly in the detention center.

As long as he cooperates with Lin Dongfan, proactively reports and exposes, makes clear all the issues that should be confessed, and has the circumstance of leniency for confession, he can strive for a lighter or reduced punishment.

In the future, immediate execution of the death penalty should be avoidable, and there is a chance to seek a death sentence with reprieve.

"Master Lin, I've confessed everything about Gao Lu bribing me; you must ensure my safety—I don't want to die unjustly in the detention center..."

"Call me Section Chief Lin!"

"Yes yes yes, Section Chief Lin, I've confessed everything I should; is there anything else?"

"You're not telling the truth."

"Section Chief Lin, I swear, every word I just said is the truth!"

Jia Yuzhang solemnly swore, holding up three fingers.

This serious act made Lin Dongfan feel it was damn funny; in the 21st century, a bald thief in his fifties or sixties is still playing the oath trick.

Lin Dongfan asked: "Didn't you say before that because your rank is low, you couldn't contact Gao Peng and Zhou Yugang, and the people you actually contacted were Gao Lu and Zhou Feiyun?"

"This... this statement has a problem?"

Jia Yuzhang feigned calm, putting on a look of bewildered incomprehension.

Lin Dongfan looked doubtful: "Sea Mining Group is a vice-ministry-level unit; your rank isn't lower than Gao Peng's, so how could you possibly not have contacted Gao Peng?"

"My vice-ministry-level post is not the same as theirs." Jia Yuzhang laughed embarrassedly: "Nanzhou is a vice-provincial-level planned city, while they are genuine regional officials."

Having said that, Jia Yuzhang glanced at Yang Qing, then said no more.

That cautious glance, Lin Dongfan instantly understood its meaning: Yang Qing is from the Jianglan Province Public Security Bureau, and Jia Tulu treats him as an outsider, daring not to speak.

Considering that it was indeed inconvenient to talk on the road, Lin Dongfan did not continue questioning.

They arrived in Jingcheng after seven in the evening.

Lin Dongfan first settled Jia Yuzhang, then took Yang Qing to take a bath at a legitimate venue. The police had just cracked down on Heaven and Earth, and the whole city was now in a state of rectification.

Life has no unbearable loneliness, only endless loneliness.

Yang Qing, soaking in the pool, felt myriad emotions: "I'm thirty, and I finally have enough money to marry a wife. I've got five million in the bank. If this were ancient times, I'd definitely uphold the fine tradition of taking three wives and four concubines."

"Shouldn't you thank the Lord's grace?" Talking and laughing, Lin Dongfan spread his arms, resting them on the edge of the bath, revealing his arm muscles, which somewhat surprised Yang Qing.

Thanking the Lord's grace is impossible; he could never do it in this lifetime.

But they could go pick up women together.

And fight together.

Yang Qing grinned and cursed: "Damn it, with such busy official duties, you still have time to box and build muscle. Luckily I've trained too; in a one-on-one, I have no problem against you."

Saying this, Yang Qing flexed his elbow, showing off his biceps, whose definition was very three-dimensional.

Lin Dongfan waved, and a waiter promptly brought over a Cuban cigar, crouching to help light it. Yang Qing also waved, enjoying such high-end service for the first time in his life.

After the waiter withdrew.

Yang Qing asked with interest: "Earlier, when you revealed that red family lineage on the highway, was it real or fake? How come I never heard you mention such an awesome family before?"

"Adult matters, you little Yang, don't pry."

Lin Dongfan slowly took a puff, not daring to inhale too hard; the Cuban cigar is renowned for its rich smoke, and inhaling strongly would be very irritating.

The next second.

Then from opposite came a choking cough: "Cough cough cough cough~~~"

Tsk tsk, this is just unprofessional!

Facing Yang Qing, coughing with a red face and ears, Lin Dongfan couldn't help but laugh and say: "Looks like you really lack the talent to be a rich playboy."

"Give me another bank card and see if I know how to be a rich playboy." Yang Qing, as always practicing detachment, directly stubbed out the unsuitable Cuban cigar in the ashtray.

Just like a blind date, if they disagree, they just turn around and leave.

Lin Dongfan laughed: "Be content; this is friendship fostering integrity. I gave you five million so you'd learn to keep your hands in check. I don't want to have to arrest you myself years later—that would be embarrassing."

"No problem, operations like this can come in waves." The money of Hua Brothers, Yang Qing never feels embarrassed: "How much wealth do you have now? Give me a figure, see if it can sting my little heart."

"Probably a few hundred million."

"What do you mean 'roughly'? Be specific."

"Can't be specific; my wealth grows daily, I don't know how much I'll have tomorrow—just ask if your heart hurts."

"Not bad."

Yang Qing covered his heart, recalling his first love from years ago, the only time in his life he felt heart-wrenching pain, which lingered since his college graduation.

Now with five million on him, he should be able to hold his head high, right?

Just thinking about it made him a bit excited.

Yang Qing said: "I've decided—when I go back, I'll buy a house and a car, then marry a pretty girl like your innocent sweetheart, then hold a class reunion, driving a luxury car with my wife to show off our love."

"Isn't that boring?" Lin Dongfan gave a speechless look.

Yang Qing firmly nodded: "Not boring at all, it's stimulating! Back then she disliked poverty and loved wealth; cheating was forgivable, but she even declared I'd never eat four dishes in my life! If we don't max out this hatred value, what's the point of giving me five million? Money! It's for showing off and slapping faces—I'm happy to do it."

"I suggest you don't provoke her."

"Why?"

"Your first love Wang Minjun is a total cold-blooded creature, heartless. After her sister Wang Minjuan was arrested, she didn't even blink, ignoring it completely. Furthermore..."

Besides, what?

Her husband is someone within the system, his administrative rank is higher than yours.

Chatting with you is really boring.

What's up?

That hits home!

Yang Qing's fighting spirit instantly vanished, and he immediately shrank back into the water.

He let out an angry fart.

Gurgle, several bubbles came out.

The next morning, Yang Qing set off back to Nanzhou. At parting, he anxiously asked Lin Dongfan: "Is that five million really not needing to be repaid?"

"That depends on the situation." Lin Dongfan joked: "If you dare embezzle and pervert the law, you'll definitely have to pay it back. Then you'll repay with your hands—chopped off."

"Damn, I'm so poor I can't even come up with the betrothal money; does Jianglan have anyone cleaner than me?" Yang Qing gave a white-eye, turned and walked away saying: "Go judge your bald donkey, no need to see me off."

Lin Dongfan shouted: "Buy two more properties, sell them in nine years, and you'll make a killing."

Not stupid.

Yang Qing gave an OK sign.

On the surface he didn't look back, but inside he was so excited he could hardly contain himself, thinking that if Lin Dongfan ever unfortunately kicked the bucket, he'd have to help carry his coffin no matter what.