Chapter 365: Jump—Just Think of It as Playing on a Trampoline

Interrupting someone while they're speaking is very impolite... Yu Dazhang looked at the woman with a hint of displeasure.

He'd only just gotten to the part about fractures.

He'd already mapped out the next step in his head, planning to chat about internal organs next.

This sudden interruption had thrown his train of thought completely out of sequence.

However, he noticed the woman seemed to have moved a bit farther from the edge of the building again.

Moreover, this time the distance she moved was clearly longer than before; now she was already a full meter from the edge.

The officers present noticed this too, and while breathing a sigh of relief, they all stole glances at Yu Dazhang.

After all, she was a woman—compared to men, her courage was far smaller.

In just this short while, that fatty had actually talked her into a fear of heights.

Just then, Qi Fang's phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, then quickly retreated to the back.

Even though he kept his voice very low on the phone, Yu Dazhang still heard every word clearly.

"She's currently on the east side of the building. Just set up the safety air cushion right in the center of the east side..."

The firefighters had arrived... Yu Dazhang felt even more confident now.

"You'd better think this through. The moment you jump, there won't be time for regrets."

Yu Dazhang continued speaking:

"You hit the jackpot in the reincarnation lottery this life, wow—growing up so pretty, anyone can tell at a glance you were a beauty from the day you were born."

"So many people with worse genes than yours are out there living happy lives. Tell me, what's the point?"

"If you die like this, can you guarantee your next life will be this pretty?"

The woman across from him fell silent at his words, but her complexion was clearly much better, and she unconsciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

A woman adorns herself for the one who appreciates her.

No woman can resist such flattery.

They always say scumbags only know how to sweet-talk, while decent men aren't good at this sort of thing and only show it through actions.

But being a man who can talk well is itself a skill!

This is called providing emotional value.

"Keeping your figure can't have been easy, right?"

Yu Dazhang was now terrified the woman would look down at the ground, because the firefighters had already set up the safety air cushion below.

So this was the most critical moment—he had to find a way to hold her attention.

"If you just die like this, all the effort you put in before would be wasted. Such a great figure—what a shame that would be."

"Even if by some miracle you survived, how much suffering would that be? And lying in a hospital bed long-term would ruin your figure too."

Although it looked like Yu Dazhang was the only one talking, the woman across from him was clearly moved.

She even lowered her head to scrutinize her own figure.

Yu Dazhang watched her state, feeling more and more confident.

She was already immersed in the sweet talk; even if he exaggerated now she wouldn't notice, and might even take it as truth.

"You really should cherish the gift heaven gave you."

Yu Dazhang's eyes were clear, looking at her with an expression of pure sincerity:

"Lots of celebrities don't have the foundation you do. In my eyes, you're Nüwa's showpiece of craftsmanship."

His tone was sincere, as if the words came from deep within his heart, and with great devotion.

But while his words could fool the woman across from him, the criminal investigators and SWAT officers beside him were finding it a bit hard to stomach.

What a thick skin!

In front of everyone, how did he even get those words out?

Who would've thought—that fatty had the makings of a player.

Just then, Qi Fang returned to Yu Dazhang's side and nudged his arm.

Yu Dazhang looked down to see Qi Fang flash an OK hand sign.

"The rest is up to you," he said with a nod.

Hearing this, Qi Fang immediately raised his hand and gave the order:

"Pincer from both sides—go."

The officers immediately split into two teams and closed in from both sides.

This left the woman able only to stand in place, unable to move to either side.

"Don't any of you come closer." As she spoke, she moved back to the edge of the building.

But when she looked down, her face instantly went pale.

The safety air cushion below had already been fully inflated; even if she jumped now, there wouldn't be any danger.

It would be just like a turn on a trampoline—dying was no longer possible.

Besides, she didn't have the ability to jump outside the cushion's range.

But a new problem arose here.

Even with safety measures below, the police couldn't force a suspect to jump.

So after surrounding the woman, both sides were at a stalemate again.

No one dared to rush forward rashly.

The woman was highly agitated, her eyes reddening:

"You tricked me! Where's that fatty?!"

By now, Yu Dazhang had already climbed down the ladder.

Once downstairs, he made his way to the safety air cushion and looked up — the woman was still surrounded.

Even with the cushion below, she didn't have the courage to jump.

"Hey~~, stop struggling!" Yu Dazhang shouted up from below:

"Whether you jump or not, the result's the same. If you absolutely have to try bungee jumping, then jump — otherwise wouldn't our firefighting colleagues have come for nothing?"

"You!" The woman looked down and locked eyes with Yu Dazhang at once:

"How did you get down there?!"

The moment her attention shifted, two officers rushed up — one grabbed her arm, the other seized her wrist, and together they took her down.

Back at the municipal bureau.

The provincial bureau officers immediately began interrogating the woman.

Soon, her personal information was pulled up.

"Zheng Ting, 24, bachelor's graduate of N Province University of Technology, currently employed at a new-energy innovation tech company…"

That résumé was a bit of a surprise… Yu Dazhang had assumed the woman was some middle-school-dropout delinquent girl.

Just from the résumé alone, it was hard to imagine her as a member of that criminal organization.

24 years old, bachelor's degree…

Clearly she had only just stepped out of school not long ago — joined that criminal organization right as she entered society.

You could tell Zhang Chao trusted her a great deal; otherwise he wouldn't have sent her to keep tabs on Wang Hao.

After all, Wang Hao was a core member of the organization.

Could she be Zhang Chao's mistress?

Had he been keeping her since her college days?

It wasn't impossible.

This Zheng Ting — both her looks and her figure were above average.

And Zhang Chao was hardly short on money; keeping a college girl was nothing to him.

After the basic information was covered, the interrogation hit a deadlock.

Zheng Ting's attitude was extremely hard-line — every time the questions touched on the organization or Zhang Chao, she would clam up and meet them with silence.

This went on until seven in the evening.

Hungry… Yu Dazhang was struggling to hold out.

He stared at the woman on the monitor for a moment — from her facial expression, she didn't look like she was about to crack.

In the other interrogation room, Wang Hao was also being questioned.

But his attitude toward confessing was far better — faced with the provincial bureau officers' questions, he answered honestly every time, and his accounts were quite detailed.

Yu Dazhang stood up, called Lu Zhongxin and Zhang Sen, and left the municipal bureau.

Interrogation is something you grind out bit by bit; sitting here guarding her was pointless, and besides, this many people weren't needed for the questioning.

Back at the hotel.

After dinner, the three of them went up to their room.

"We're heading back to rest — the provincial bureau folks won't have any objections, will they?" Zhang Sen looked a little worried.

The master and his apprentice looked at this poor overworked lad and shook their heads, helpless.

"What do you do your job for?" Lu Zhongxin asked.

Zhang Sen answered without thinking, off the cuff:

"Maintain public order, fight crime."

"There you go then." Lu Zhongxin shot back:

"You don't do your job for other people to see — why care so much?"

(End of chapter)