Chapter 420: Wipe Out Evil Completely, Leave No Room for the Villain

The hospital room fell quiet.

The woman's expression settled back into calm.

The two stared at each other, neither speaking for the moment.

The two female officers standing by the window exchanged glances, puzzled looks on their faces.

When did this turn into a critique of acting skills?

Why does watching these two talk give me the urge to be part of the peanut-gallery crowd?

Suddenly I really want to get some sunflower seeds and peanuts, little dry snacks like that.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're very annoying?"

The woman's voice was calm, but her eyes were darkly terrifying:

"Not leaving others any room is the same as digging your own grave."

No curse words—is he playing not to lose… Yu Dazhang replied with a straight face:

"My profession doesn't allow me to leave people any room. Wipe out evil completely—that's just me fulfilling my duty."

Official talk: when you hear someone else say it, it gets on your nerves, but when you say it yourself, it feels especially satisfying.

He was already considering whether to stand on the moral high ground and condemn the other party.

That must feel great.

"I have a suggestion. You might as well hear it."

The woman suddenly lowered her voice, speaking in a tone only the two of them could hear:

"I'll give you a phone number. You contact the other party, and he'll give you fifty million—in cash. I only ask that you stop investigating. Leave the rest of the money for the child."

"Mm-hmm…" Yu Dazhang lowered his head, putting on a listening look:

"Is there a code phrase too?"

His voice was equally low, carrying a hint of suppressed excitement, making the female officer beside him frown.

This fat guy with the little net cap on his head doesn't look like a good person.

"Blooming Prosperity." The woman answered softly.

That code phrase really does sound like something a person of her generation would come up with… Yu Dazhang already had a picture in his head.

His own home's TV background wall was exactly that kind—a stretch of red flowers and green leaves, with the four big characters "Blooming Prosperity" right in the middle.

This time going home, no matter what, he had to change that background wall!

"After giving me fifty million, how much is left?" Yu Dazhang asked in a low voice.

He even deliberately leaned his head over, as if afraid the female officers by the window would see the expression on his face.

"Why are you asking that?" The woman looked at him warily:

"Don't you go eyeing the rest of the money."

The two seemed to have already agreed on this deal, and now they were haggling like it was a bargaining session.

"Just asking out of curiosity. I never said I wanted it."

Yu Dazhang glanced at the female officers by the window, putting on a guilty-as-a-thief look:

"If one day the person you entrusted gets caught by the police, wouldn't that drag me down too? So I need to know exactly where I stand."

His cautious manner, paired with the little net cap on his head, looked somewhat comical, but the woman couldn't laugh.

After a moment's hesitation, she said slowly:

"He's a relative of mine. What I left him is a hundred million in cash. I'll give you fifty million, he keeps twenty million, and the rest goes to the child."

Another hundred million!

The more money there is, the deeper the sins they've committed.

After the rescue operation in Province n ended, Yu Dazhang never went to ask exactly how many intellectually disabled people had been rescued.

It wasn't that he didn't care—he was afraid his own psychological capacity couldn't handle it.

The dead and those sent to the medical ships on the high seas were directly proportional to the total number.

The more people rescued, the more people who had been tortured to death.

"Give me the phone number."

Yu Dazhang forcefully suppressed his anger, doing his best to keep his voice steady:

"I'll only take the share that's mine."

I don't just want the money—I want the person too… he added silently.

"Write this down: 131…" Zhang Chao's mother then softly recited a cell phone number.

Yu Dazhang wrote the number down in his notebook, and beneath it wrote the four characters "Blooming Prosperity."

"Hold on, I'll step out to verify."

Before the woman could react, he had already stood up and walked out. The moment he stepped through the door, Captain Hua and Qi Fang immediately came up to him.

"That address is real." Captain Hua said in a reporting tone:

"Local police broke down the door according to the address and found a huge amount of cash stored inside. The scene has been sealed off, and the bank has been notified to send staff to count it."

In his view, finding this hundred million meant the case was a resounding success.

So both he and Qi Fang had smiles on their faces.

But the next second, the smiles on both their faces suddenly froze.

Because they saw this fat guy tear another sheet of paper from his notebook, and just like last time, he began cleaning up the paper scraps again.

The scene was so familiar that it made the two feel as if time had reversed.

Could it be…

He'd gotten another new lead?

Just as the two were guessing, Yu Dazhang handed the page he had just torn off to Captain Hua:

"Call the number on it. The code phrase is 'Bloom and Prosperity.' The other party is a relative of Zhang Chao's mother's family, holding one hundred million in stolen funds. Find a way to catch the person."

Another hundred million?!

Captain Hua took it and felt the paper in his hand was especially heavy.

Tear one page and it's a hundred million—this fatty's notebook is worth quite a fortune.

At the same time, he also felt relieved.

Luckily he hadn't given the order to close the case earlier, otherwise he'd have been slapped in the face by this fatty again.

And sure enough, the total amount of stolen funds had risen once more.

As long as he was around, it seemed this case would always have new leads.

Seeing Yu Dazhang about to enter the hospital room again, Captain Hua felt his throat go dry, and his voice even changed pitch:

"You're not done yet?"

Good lord, you go in once and it's a hundred million—those pre-trial officers aren't as efficient as you.

After a few more rounds like this, that notebook of yours is going to be torn bald.

"Almost done." Yu Dazhang smiled:

"Should be about wrapped up."

It was clearly a warm smile, yet it gave Captain Hua and Qi Fang an inexplicable chill.

This fatty really has to squeeze every last drop out of anyone he catches.

But then again, when dealing with those criminals, you really do have to be ruthless.

Returning to the hospital room, Yu Dazhang noticed the two female officers looking at him with less-than-friendly eyes.

He didn't mind—this only proved his acting just now was very much on point.

Sitting back down by the bed, Yu Dazhang nodded at the woman:

"I've already sent someone to go get the money."

Sent someone to get the money? The woman caught on quickly.

"You're playing me?!"

"You played me first." Yu Dazhang replied coldly:

"Someone as deeply suspicious as you would never trust anyone else with the money—not even a relative."

His words left the woman stunned, and a flash of panic crossed her eyes.

Now that's the right expression... Yu Dazhang continued:

"You know very well that every person has greed, so you left the other party twenty million, but you still wouldn't feel at ease."

"So that relative of yours is, to you, also a sacrifice."

His tone grew increasingly stern, as if he meant to tear her disguise apart completely:

"If the police keep investigating, you'll hand him over without a second thought."

"You set up layer upon layer of obstacles, all just to make the police think you've handed over all the stolen funds."

"And the money you actually left for your child—besides you, only the child knows."

Yu Dazhang stared at the woman, his gaze sharp as a blade:

"You want to use me to close the loop? Fine, I'll oblige you!"

(End of chapter)