Chapter 350: We Don

Yu Dazhang suddenly remembered Hong Liuwen at this moment.

Could Wang Hao also have his family held captive by that organization, just like Hong Liuwen?

That shouldn't be the case.

Wang Hao is a core member of the organization, managing the "feet" in every city.

Someone like him could be called an ally—there's absolutely no need to control his family.

At the same time, Yu Dazhang detected another implication in his words: only the dead can keep secrets.

Could that organization have some special method to make members stay silent?

Yet after the three "feet" were captured, they showed intense will to live, with not the slightest sign of psychological burden.

"Were you threatened?"

After asking, Yu Dazhang felt his question was too direct, so he quickly added:

"Or are you afraid your family will be implicated because of you?"

He guessed there must have been a precedent, which is why Wang Hao had chosen suicide so decisively.

For example, a member once betrayed them and was executed by the organization through extrajudicial punishment.

Such examples of killing one to warn a hundred are too numerous—they're widely used precisely because they're simple and effective.

Wang Hao kept his head lowered, silent, as if he hadn't heard.

He bowed his head so deeply that Yu Dazhang couldn't see his expression at all.

But when he mentioned "family," he noticed Wang Hao's shoulders trembled slightly.

Since he's a core member, he must know a great deal… Yu Dazhang thought for a moment and decided to change direction.

"Do you know Hong Liuwen?" he asked.

Wang Hao still kept his head down, saying nothing.

"We saved his daughter."

As Yu Dazhang spoke, his tone was casual, as if mentioning a trivial matter:

"Now father and daughter have been reunited, and Hong Liuwen won't be arrested—he'll even continue working within the system."

The moment he finished speaking,

Wang Hao suddenly lifted his head to look at Yu Dazhang, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief:

"His daughter came back to China? How is that possible!"

After asking, he saw Yu Dazhang's expression calm and serious, with not the slightest hint of deception, and a surge of indescribable excitement rose within him.

But out of fear of that organization, he still couldn't help but question:

"If his daughter could return to China, she would have come back long ago—calling it studying abroad is just a euphemism; it's really a form of imprisonment."

"She's constantly under surveillance by foreign gangs—any slight movement triggers detention. How on earth did you manage to rescue her?"

He didn't mention local police or the embassy, indicating neither had any power over the foreign gangs.

The logic is simple.

If gangs exist, it means their power has reached a level that ignores the police entirely.

Do you see gangs in our country?

Any hint of them is crushed mercilessly—they simply can't grow to any scale.

Some people might not fully understand the concept of gangs.

Let me give an example.

Suppose a hundred strong, combat-trained men gather together.

As long as they don't cause trouble, even if the police know they exist, they won't pay much attention—maybe won't even bother to act.

But if a hundred ordinary people gathered daily, marching in formation, standing at attention, folding their quilts into tofu blocks, the armed police would show up within days.

That's the difference between a mob and a disciplined force.

No matter how strong an individual is, without organization and discipline, he's just scattered sand—poses zero threat.

So don't underestimate foreign gangs.

They're completely different from domestic organized crime.

"We naturally have our methods," Yu Dazhang sneered, imitating Li Mingzhao's tone:

"You're underestimating us. The local police can't do anything—but that doesn't mean we can't."

"In my view, those gangsters aren't even worthy of facing us."

He wasn't sure if he'd copied it well… When Li Mingzhao said those words, he'd thought the man looked utterly cool, radiating righteous fury.

His own build was far more imposing—surely he should have had even greater intimidation.

Unfortunately, Wang Hao across from him still looked skeptical.

"Really rescued her?"

But this time his voice was noticeably weaker, less certain:

"Can I see them? Even a photo would do."

Typical—won't act until he sees the rabbit… Yu Dazhang stood up and told the officer taking notes:

"I'm going out to make a call. I'll be right back."

Outside, he immediately called Hong Liuwen.

Once connected, Yu Dazhang said bluntly:

"Go take a photo of you and your daughter—do it as soon as possible."

Hong Liuwen's daughter had already returned to China nearly a week ago.

But Yu Dazhang had never met her.

On the day she returned to China, Yu Dazhang had already begun stakeout in the industrial zone, and since then he never had any free time.

"I'm at work at the institute," Hong Liuwen said, not immediately understanding his meaning, but still explaining:

"Besides, we're not together—I'll take the photos and send them to you when I get home tonight."

At Yu Dazhang's request, Hong Liuwen had never been idle, reporting for work as usual every day.

At least from outsiders' perspective, he was still carrying out his duties as deputy director, as if nothing had changed.

During this time, they called him twice, and he cursed them both times.

Hong Liuwen reported the content of both calls, along with his daughter's situation, truthfully to Yu Dazhang.

According to him, since his daughter returned to China, she had stayed at home without stepping out.

His meaning was, once this case was solved, he would let his daughter return to normal life.

Clearly, he was terrified of the other side and did not want his daughter to face even the slightest risk.

"No."

Yu Dazhang's tone was firm:

"I said, the sooner the better—you go home right now and take the photos."

Since it involved the case, he did not explain the purpose to Hong Liuwen.

But he believed Hong Liuwen could sense it.

"Alright, I'm going home right now." Hearing Yu Dazhang's tone, he immediately understood.

Back in the interrogation room.

Yu Dazhang sat back down opposite Wang Hao, smiling as he said:

"Even if I show you the photos, can you recognize Hong Liuwen's daughter?"

"Of course." Wang Hao nodded:

"Although I don't know them, I've seen photos of both father and daughter."

No wonder he's a core member—he knows so much… Yu Dazhang secretly rejoiced.

It seemed like an ordinary remark, but it concealed vital information.

The person directly in contact with Hong Liuwen was undoubtedly the organization's top leader.

This reveals Hong Liuwen's importance.

Yet Wang Hao had seen photos of both father and daughter, indicating he was deeply trusted and valued by the other side—otherwise, such critical information would not have been shared with him.

He might even know the other side's identity.

If so, solving this case would be reduced to nothing but apprehension.

The more Yu Dazhang thought, the more excited he became, his gaze toward Wang Hao growing increasingly intense.

(End of Chapter)