Chapter 416

Chen Shaokang! You fucking tired of living, huh! I came to report you to the police, and you actually handcuffed me! Watch out, I'll get you fired tomorrow! Let me go!

Zheng Sanshui, handcuffed completely off guard, roared like a mad beast.

But his struggle was not big.

It's not that he didn't want to struggle; mainly, his right wrist was dislocated, his left leg was also broken, and any intense movement would cause him indescribable pain.

Giving up resistance seemed like the most comfortable choice.

After Chen Shaokang finished handcuffing him, he escorted him into the interrogation room: 'Zheng Sanshui, I now suspect you of involvement in an arson-murder case; please cooperate with our investigation!'

'What did you say?!'

Zheng Sanshui obviously didn't expect Chen Shaokang to actually dare to get serious.

Zheng Sanshui, who had just sat down, glared with both eyes and suddenly jumped up, seemingly wanting to attack Chen Shaokang, but was quickly pressed back into his chair by the chubby officer beside him.

The chubby officer gently advised: 'Don't cause trouble, you have an injury on your leg; sit still and don't move.'

But Chen Shaokang didn't want to continue being polite and gentle; he now realized that rather than betray his conscience and be submissive before these beasts, it was better to go all out and give it his damn all!

Arson and burning ships, hacking people to death with random knives!

For such a major homicide case, if I hold the solid evidence, I won't believe the higher-ups would dare to cover up for Zheng Sanshui, this beast!

Chen Shaokang took out paper and pen.

Leng Leng stared at Chen Shaokang sitting opposite and said: 'I'm saying, I now suspect you of involvement in an arson-murder case! Please answer my question: did you see Sun Daqiang today?'

'Who is Sun Daqiang? I don't know him!'

'Sun Daqiang, nickname Scarface Qiang, has been following you around; you don't know him? Say, did you see Sun Daqiang today?'

'Whether I saw him or not, what does it matter?' Zheng Sanshui snorted angrily: 'I think you're fucking tired of living, a little police inspector, daring to meddle in Zheng Family affairs!'

Chen Shaokang, stern and solemn, demanded: 'Answer me, did you or did you not see Scarface Qiang today? You only need to say yes or no.'

'I've seen him, I not only saw Scarface Qiang, I also gave him orders to bring more people and fuck them up! What of it?' Zheng Sanshui was truly arrogant to the point of having no bounds, not even considering Chen Shaokang worth looking at; he strutted arrogantly and provoked Chen Shaokang: 'Fuck your mother! Want to mess with me? Is your rank too low?'

But he didn't know that Chen Shaokang wasn't afraid of his arrogance, only afraid that he would refuse to admit it.

Chen Shaokang, suppressing his anger, further pressed: 'Do you mean that tonight you personally ordered Sun Daqiang to take people to the old dock to set fire and burn the ships, and to hack Liu Wei to death?'

'Yes! It was me who ordered him to do it, what the fuck can you do to me? Fuck your mother!' Zheng Sanshui sneered contemptuously: 'You fucking are just a stinking salted fish, really thinking you're somebody? Fuck your mother! If you can't kill me today, just wait and see how I'll deal with your whole family!'

Faced with Zheng Sanshui's threats and contempt, Chen Shaokang continually restrained his emotions.

He ignored those provocative words and orderly inquired about the case details: 'Why did you order Sun Daqiang to set fire and burn the ships?'

'I'm just bored out of my mind, looking for some fun, okay?' Zheng Sanshui scoffed.

Chen Shaokang pressed: 'There are many ways to have fun; why did you order Sun Daqiang to set fire and burn the ships?' The question circled back to the point, leaving Zheng Sanshui unable to evade.

This questioning strategy left the chubby officer beside him full of admiration.

The entire interrogation process lasted only a little over half an hour, and Chen Shaokang duly obtained the confession he wanted.

The reason this interrogation went so smoothly was mainly due to Zheng Sanshui's arrogant and overconfident mindset.

Showing off that he can do as he pleases in Haishan Shi, this is what Zheng Sanshui often does; he simply never regarded Chen Shaokang as worth noticing.

After the interrogation ended.

Chen Shaokang first had Zheng Sanshui escorted to the hospital for treatment, and after obtaining approval from superiors for criminal detention, he would then have him sent to the detention center; this is expected to be finalized tomorrow morning.

It was past ten o'clock at night.

Chen Shaokang noticed that the black Rolls-Royce was still parked at the roadside, unmoved, so he walked over and tapped on the window: 'Mr. Fan, after watching the show for so long, aren't you going back to rest?'

'I want to have a chat with you.'

Lin Dongfan got out of the car, offered Chen Shaokang a cigarette, and politely lit it for him.

Chen Shaokang, flattered and surprised, smiled: 'Someone as wealthy as you, with billions in assets, actually personally lights a cigarette for a small fry like me—if I said that out loud, nobody would believe it.'

'What big shot, small shot—when you bear the pressure and shoulder the banner of serving the people, you become a remarkable person.' Lin Dongfan replied.

Chen Shaokang laughed embarrassedly: 'Don't give me undue praise; I'm not used to it.'

Lin Dongfan took a puff of his cigarette, his voice growing much more sorrowful: 'Liu Wei, although he's my bodyguard, I usually treat him as a brother. Today he was hacked to death, and I can't pretend nothing happened. To be frank, before this I had no expectations of your local police.'

'I understand your feelings.'

In Haishan Shi, the Zheng Family's power is truly immense; saying they can cover the sky with one hand is not an exaggeration.

Not to mention Lin Dongfan, an outsider; even Chen Shaokang, as a local police officer, dare not hold too high expectations for the local police.

Tonight he chose to criminally detain Zheng Sanshui purely out of being unable to tolerate it any further, with a bit of a gamble.

Chen Shaokang helplessly told Lin Dongfan: 'Tonight the Dragon Palace Banquet was wrecked, with dozens injured. This matter, you probably need to hand over the people involved and give an explanation.'

'Officer Chen, what you said is wrong.' Lin Dongfan furrowed his brows slightly.

Chen Shaokang thought Lin Dongfan simply didn't want to hand over the person.

Thus he forced himself to explain: 'Mr. Fan, I also don't want to make things difficult for you, but the other party has already come to our police station to file a report. If you don't hand over the person, I can't let this go. Rest assured, at most it would be a few days of criminal detention.'

'This isn't a matter of whether I hand over the person or not.'

Seeing Chen Shaokang's helpless expression, Lin Dongfan knew this guy had few tricks and limited experience, and couldn't compare to Yang Qing, who's adept at stirring things up.

Lin Dongfan laughed and patted Chen Shaokang on the shoulder.

He pointed at Chen Shaokang with deep meaning:

'Officer Chen, the situation is like this: you discovered that Zheng Sanshui is the mastermind behind the arson-murder case, and then you decided to go to the Dragon Palace Banquet to apprehend the suspect.'

But just as you reached the entrance of the Dragon Palace Banquet, someone hit you with a brick, leaving you dazed.

At that moment, my bodyguard, comrade Lao Ba, seeing injustice, let out a shout, drew his blade to help, and fearlessly rushed into the Dragon Palace Banquet to assist you in capturing the criminal suspect.

Afterwards, Zheng Sanshui escaped by jumping off a building.

But his luck was bad; he then encountered the righteous taxi driver Lao Chen. Lao Chen remained calm in the face of danger, quickly thinking of a solution, and delivered Zheng Sanshui to your police station!

Therefore, your police station should commend two people:

One is comrade Lao Ba, who drew his blade to help.

One is Old Chen, a taxi driver who stays calm in danger.

One is Old Chen, a taxi driver who stays calm in danger.

They are all heroic role models in this society; we need such fearless exemplars who dare to fight evil forces, right?

Hearing Lin Dongfan say this, Chen Shaokang took a deep drag of his cigarette, myriad feelings surged in his heart.

He felt that all those years as a police officer had been wasted.

Look at Fan Zong's routine: spouting nonsense off the cuff, yet the logic is flawless; if you don't scrutinize closely, you can't find any fault.

He pondered it left and right.

Chen Shaokang asked Lin Dongfan again, bewildered: "Just now you said that as soon as I reached the entrance of the Dragon Palace Banquet, someone hit me with a brick. This isn't convincing; I have no injury on my head—one listen and you know it's fake."

"This is easy to handle."

Before Chen Shaokang could react, Lin Dongfan suddenly pulled a brick from behind his belt and smacked it onto Chen Shaokang's forehead.

Accompanied by an "Oh" cry of pain.

Chen Shaokang's head buzzed, as if he saw his great-grandmother calling him on the Naihe Bridge: "Shaokang, Shaokang..." That voice was faint and chilling.

Chen Shaokang shook his head.

After the dizziness passed, he raised his hand to feel his head: a sticky, wet sensation, his palm covered in blood, the whole back of his head numb, the pain not yet apparent.

He incredulously asked Lin Dongfan: "Where did you pull that brick from?"

"Divine foresight—I knew you'd come looking for me for people, so I prepared this specially." Lin Dongfan struck a bold pose: "Rest assured, you value loyalty, and so do I. Medical fees, nursing fees, nutrition fees, mental damages, etc. —any compensation you can think of, just bring it up, I'll cover it all."

"「……！！！」" Means: "......!!!" Actually it's just ellipsis then exclamation marks. We'll translate: "......!!!" (keep same). Probably we should output exactly the same punctuation: "......!!!" (but we need to keep as is). We'll output: "......!!!"

Chen Shaokang heard another bout of confusion, suddenly feeling that he seemed to have a bit of deceitful potential.