Chapter 481: Two-way Rush

Qinghe City.

Junyue Foot Massage Health Center.

Security Captain Liang Liang Yanrong stood with his hands behind his back, facing the agitated customer with a calm expression, and smiled: "Look, you consumed, and we finished the service. In the end, you say you want a refund. That's not the reason."

"Service finished? Where is the service finished? What service did you do?" The customer was only in his early thirties, still full of blood, and wearing the shop's clothes, so angry that his whole body turned red, and some might not be angry, but rubbed out by essential oil.

Liang Liang Yanrong looked at the female technician beside him.

The female technician looked petite and weak, but her words were not let go at all: "Foot massage, shoulder massage, spa, essential oil was also used, and I also did stretching and hot compress for you. What else do you want?"

The customer was so angry: "If I just wanted a foot massage, do I need to spend more than 1300 yuan? I have a foot massage downstairs for 79 yuan an hour, and the membership card is discounted!"

"We are at this price level." The female technician said unhappily: "My technique is good, our environment is good. If you want to consume in a cheap place, you go. You consumed in an expensive place, and now you compare it. Before you did the project, I told you the price."

"Am I here for a foot massage? Is what you told me just now a foot massage?" The customer didn't pretend anymore, shook his hand, and said: "If you didn't give me the service before I did the project, you refund the money!"

Liang Liang Yanrong coughed twice, still the annoying gentle and pleasant: "Brother, we open a regular foot massage shop, and the technicians are also professional. You do this, it's very difficult for us to do."

"You open a fart foot massage shop, this is selling vegetarian dishes at the price of meat dishes." The customer's blood rushed to his head at this time, his small head calmed down, and his big head started to operate again, and he thought of the scam he had seen on the Internet, knowing that he had been set up.

Liang Liang Yanrong smiled, not at all like his trick was exposed, and said: "Brother, the price of 1314 is really not expensive. Besides, vegetarian food is more expensive than meat dishes, which is not rare. People gave you service for so long, you enjoyed it, don't be too calculating."

"You talk to me about not being calculating?" Seeing that someone came to the shop, the customer simply took out his mobile phone and threatened: "I want to call the police."

Liang Liang Yanrong curled his lips and asked: "What are you calling the police for? We don't provide illegal services, and you want to call the police."

"Your waiter hinted that there would be special services, so I paid the money." The customer held his mobile phone and said: "You are scammers."

"Not illegal." Liang Liang Yanrong moved his neck, his eyes became fierce, and continued to apply pressure.

The customer hesitated, the phone was connected, and he hung up again.

He went out to engage in yellow, but didn't touch yellow, and was cheated of money. This grievance was told to the police uncle... The most important thing was that he was still afraid of being retaliated against. This kind of person, who knows what relationship is behind him.

"Refund a little." The customer took a step back.

"The money for clothes and tea won't be charged." Liang Liang Yanrong exempted a few dozen yuan. Seeing that the customer defaulted, he went out.

The project money had already been collected, and the tea money and the like were originally to be handed over to the front desk, and now people were just asked to leave. The routines were all tempered, and even the conflict process didn't change much.

It can only be said that the customer who couldn't even find a meat dish shop definitely had no one in the black and white ways.

The customer remained in the room, looking aggrieved as he put his clothes back on, and finally left while cursing and swearing.

The female technician got the commission, happily touched Liang Liang Yanrong, and smiled: "Thank you, Brother Liang, you are too powerful, you have grasped him all the way."

If you encounter someone who resists fiercely, refunding two or three percent of the fee is always there. Of course, not refunding at all is the most refreshing.

"Small matter." Liang Liang Yanrong said very naturally. For him, this job is really a piece of cake. It's nothing more than jumping left and right on the edge of the law. For this kind of customer, even if 100 more come, they can't take out an iron rod. Even if they really encounter a hard stubble, full refund and apology are enough.

Liang Liang Yanrong did these things skillfully, simpler than what he did for Jianyuan.

If it weren't for Jianyuan wanting to clear himself, he must find a job, Liang Liang Yanrong wouldn't come to this small place to do things.

Liang Liang Yanrong thought so, and his eyes showed an uninhibited indifference.

The female technician watched with envy, took Liang Liang Yanrong's arm, and shook it repeatedly: "Brother Liang... shall I give you a massage?"

"Go to my office." Liang Liang Yanrong's expression was as serious as talking about work. However, the place where this job made him like it was here. The technicians in the shop would change frequently, but whether they changed or not didn't affect his enjoyment.

"What good things are you thinking about." The female technician tapped him lightly: "I'll just rub your shoulders."

"What I said was rubbing shoulders, where did you think..." Liang Liang Yanrong laughed loudly, hugged the female technician boldly, rubbed twice, but let go.

Several security guards in the lobby looked at Liang Liang Yanrong enviously. Don't look at

Even when it came to dealing with customer issues, the security guards weren't like Liang Liang Yanrong, who could handle things alone; they often needed two or three people to cooperate, and if they weren't good with words, they would need the female technician to help. As for physical force, unless the customer struck first, they were not allowed to make a move.

After all, the boss was running a legal business.

"Brother Liang is awesome." In the break room, the other security guards gave a thumbs up as they saw Liang Liang Yanrong enter.

Liang Liang Yanrong was magnanimous and humble: "What's so awesome about it?"

"Awesome at making money, and awesome at getting women too. We estimate we can only finish one order in the time it takes you to finish two. Once you split it, your money-making speed is top-notch." The security guard was mainly envious of the money.

Being a security guard here meant getting into fights every day; it wasn't a pleasant job, and since they were paid per order, the total income wasn't high. If he hadn't been a street thug until he got married and had to support a family, he wouldn't have been willing to come.

The other security guards were in similar situations; they were all middle-aged thugs who, after having families, had no choice but to enter the ordinary exploitation chain of society, so they admired and envied Liang Liang Yanrong.

They admired Liang Liang Yanrong for being able to make money, and they also envied him for being able to make money.

Liang Liang Yanrong himself appeared nonchalant; he was someone who had truly seen the world, and furthermore, he had deep reserves of confidence.

Liang Liang Yanrong's self-conception was basically that of a martial arts master who had washed his hands of the underworld, or at the very least, the role of a chief escort for a security firm at the beginning of a novel.

Such a character might easily become cannon fodder in a novel, but on the real streets, in a foot massage parlor in a small city, it was a true waste of talent.

In fact, if one added the existence of the Jianyuan Group, Liang Liang Yanrong was equivalent to the hidden personnel of a major martial arts sect placed in a small county; he would build a career in the county, and when it was time to leave, he could still walk away with a huge fortune.

Actually, it might be more satisfying to break away from Jianyuan and fly far away, but every time this thought arose, and he thought about the internal workings of the Jianyuan Group, Liang Liang Yanrong lost the desire.

Capitalists were too ruthless; no matter how awesome the security firm was, it could only serve as a watchdog for these people.

"Brother Liang, the police are here."

The security guard at the door came over lazily to report, without a hint of fear.

For a shop like theirs, it wasn't rare for the police to come. Some people didn't dare to report it on the spot, but after going back and thinking about it, they felt resentful and would report it. Others told their friends and were egged on to report it.

Regarding this, neither the boss nor Liang Liang Yanrong was worried. If someone truly had power, let alone the fact that they shouldn't be coming to their shop, a single phone call on the spot would resolve whatever could be resolved.

A shop like theirs was just like a shop in a tourist area that ripped off tourists; were there any customers who didn't know they were being ripped off? But those who were meant to be ripped off were ripped off nonetheless.

Liang Liang Yanrong swayed as he walked out the door and asked, "Who came?"

"Don't recognize them."

"Did the police station get new people?" Liang Liang Yanrong smiled, not taking it to heart. The police station did indeed manage a lot—from fire safety and public order to household registration—theoretically, they could manage everything. But if one wasn't afraid of fines, detention, or even jail, how many slices could such a fine blade from the police station cut from a tough piece of meat?

Of course, the boss might be afraid of offending someone and being shut down for rectification, but he, Liang Liang Yanrong, was not the boss.

Liang Liang Yanrong headed to the front desk indifferently.

The security guards looked at his back as if looking at a hero.

This was taking the initiative to face the thunder; with such a security captain, wasn't it only right that he earned a little more money?

Arriving at the front desk, Liang Liang Yanrong changed into a smiling face and pulled out a cigarette: "Hard work, Comrade Police. You're here today because..."

"What's your name?" The lead police officer was burly and didn't look like someone to be trifled with.

Liang Liang Yanrong was stunned. He was someone who frequently went in and out of the police station, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong. If it were normal police officers from the station, and if they had been instructed by a senior, they should have asked, "Are you Liang Liang Yanrong?" or introduced themselves professionally, then asked for identification, or looked for someone directly...

The current way of asking easily reminded Liang Liang Yanrong of the scene when he was arrested.

He looked at the opposite side again; four people had come at once, and it seemed there were people at the door...

Subconsciously, Liang Liang Yanrong lowered his center of gravity, having an urge to run. Then he thought, I haven't done anything... at least not in the shop. Running would be even worse.

"I am Liang Liang Yanrong." He reported his name.

"We are from the Criminal Police Team." As the police officer opposite reported his name, two people came up and pinned Liang Liang Yanrong.

This was within his expectations. Liang Liang Yanrong asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Don't you know what you've done?" The police officer who asked for his name was none other than Wu Wu Junhao.

After Jiang Yuan had his incident, Huang Huang Qiangmin learned from the pain and immediately transferred Wu Wu Junhao's Bald-Attack Team over.

For this arrest, Liu Liu Jinghui, who knew him, sent Wu Wu Junhao out and assigned two criminal police officers from the municipal bureau to him.

The municipal criminal police detachment was not known for its numbers; they usually had to borrow personnel from the county bureaus below. When working on major cases, borrowing people from other jurisdictions was a common occurrence.

Ning County had had good public order recently, and after the criminals had been "pulled up to help them grow," the new crop was even weaker. Wu Wu Junhao's Bald-Attack Team spent more time training than catching people, so coming to Changyang City was a win-win.

Wu Wu Junhao himself was also quite pleased.

The Liang Liang Yanrong he was facing was quite sturdy, even taller than Wu Wu Junhao.

Wu Wu Junhao used his even stronger arm to brace him, letting the other party look closely at his bald head before saying viciously: "If you want people not to know, you shouldn't have done it. You'd better think it over carefully on the road."

This was a tactic Wu Wu Junhao often used, the so-called "disturbing your heart and lungs" speech. By the time they reached the interrogation room, many criminals would have said a lot, having already thought it through on the road.

Of course, most people thought of cover-up stories, doing their best to use their intelligence to portray themselves as little white rabbits.

Usually, interrogations under these circumstances would have very good results.

A little white rabbit can be faked, but whether you are one is determined by evidence. If you aren't a real little white rabbit, you can't fake it completely.

Most importantly, intelligence is a comparative level. Although most people think their intelligence level is above average, the seniors who have entered prison will tell you, "As long as you say enough, you will definitely make enough mistakes."

It's like when two people break up or get divorced; even if someone tries their best to describe their own correctness and grievances, and the other party's mistakes and baseness, even if they spend a lot of time thinking and covering up, the people around them can still hear their faults.

It's the same with familiar friends and relatives; they can also hear the errors and omissions inside.

These people aren't even criminal police, and they haven't gone through five, ten, or even twenty years of interrogation experience.

Think about it: if a person listens to three breakup reports a week, judges the correctness and errors of both sides, and gives a report, doing similar work day after day for 20 years—at this point, if he doesn't give a conclusion the first time he sees a couple in love for the first time, or perhaps the eighth time, he is already respecting the other party.

On the surface, Liang Liang Yanrong didn't seem to have been affected mentally.

Moreover, he didn't show an innocent look; he wasn't even acting like a cocky person who thought "what can you do to me," but rather like a loner who "doesn't care about going to jail."

Even in the eyes of Bald-Attack Team captain Wu Wu Junhao, this kind of person was very difficult to deal with.

Click.

Wu Wu Junhao put handcuffs on Liang Liang Yanrong.

The corner of Liang Liang Yanrong's eye twitched slightly, as if he wasn't quite used to the cold handcuffs.

It was indeed so; come to think of it, he hadn't been in for a while.

When he first came out of Jianyuan, he had half-intentionally gone in and out a few times, which counted as adding a layer of protective color for himself.

Liang Liang Yanrong had originally thought he would have no feelings for prison in this life, but he didn't expect that when the handcuffs clicked on, he would feel inexplicably panicked.

No words were spoken along the way.

Arriving at the interrogation room and sitting in the interrogation chair, Liang Liang Yanrong's emotions gradually changed again.

He wanted to sit like a big boss, but the back of the chair didn't allow it.

Sitting opposite him was Zhou Zhou Chuanwen, an interrogation expert from the Provincial Department. And he had his own unique abilities that allowed him to establish himself in the Provincial Department based on his interrogation skills.

Before meeting Liang Liang Yanrong, Zhou Zhou Chuanwen had already studied this guy carefully.

So many police officers had investigated for so long, and they had only found one living connection for the two drug trafficking syndicates; naturally, it couldn't be wasted.

Zhou Zhou Chuanwen touched the thick stack of documents in front of him with his hand.

Honestly, most interrogators, when facing criminal suspects, like to put out a large stack of documents. The intention is to bluff the other party and force them to fold to win.

Zhou Zhou Chuanwen often used this trick too, but this time, he didn't need to.

When Liang Liang Yanrong's fingerprints appeared on the cardboard box in the basement of the Huang Li drug trafficking syndicate, he had almost no secrets to speak of.

Not only conventional investigative methods, but unconventional technical investigative methods were also used on him immediately.

Now, the police knew more about his mobile phone than he did himself. The police knew the passwords for Liang Liang Yanrong's various apps and websites better than he remembered them himself.

This was gambling with three Aces against a pair of Queens. And the cards were face up.

Even so, Zhou Zhou Chuanwen didn't let his guard down. He first paved the way with conventional questioning, applying enough pressure, and then, when Liang Liang Yanrong thought he was relaxed, said: "According to the evidence we currently have, we have already frozen your bank card, your ex-girlfriend's and your son's bank cards, and the bank card under your alias Wang Wang Jianxiong."

Hearing the first two, Liang Liang Yanrong's expression could still be maintained; hearing the third, his expression changed drastically.

Wang Wang Jianxiong was a name he had tried his best to isolate from himself; the bank card under this name shouldn't have had any connection to him either.

Clatter.

Liang Liang Yanrong's sudden movement made his leg shackles and handcuffs rattle.

Outside the interrogation room.

Liu Liu Jinghui was all smiles.

Although Liang Liang Yanrong was only a low-level member of the Jianyuan Group—or to be precise, a low-level member of the Jianyuan syndicate—he was responsible for the most basic execution work, which meant he was closer to the core workflow of the Jianyuan syndicate.

The syndicate members he came into contact with daily, although only a few, covered their screening processes, business processes, information transmission, parts of the drug transport process, and the flow of funds...

Once Zhou Zhou Chuanwen interrogated these contents, the prospects of the case would become clear; at least they would know where they were heading.

"So, if there is only one criminal suspect, looking for Zhou Zhou Chuanwen is the right choice." Liu Liu Jinghui didn't hesitate to give Zhou Zhou Chuanwen a very high evaluation.

Several police officers around nodded one after another, including Yu Yu Wenshu, who had come to observe the progress, and his deputy; both also expressed agreement.

Liang Liang Yanrong didn't look easy to deal with at first glance. For such a repeat offender who had been to prison and wasn't afraid of going to prison, and even had expectations of going to prison, it had always been a difficulty in interrogation.

Liang Liang Yanrong was also suspected of transporting large quantities of drugs, which meant that once he confessed, his life would be at stake.

For such a prisoner, how could you easily get him to confess truthfully? If you weren't careful, it would turn into "grinding tofu" for 8 hours a day; by the time you hit the other party's pain point and they wanted to talk, the timing would have already been missed.

Zhou Zhou Chuanwen's interrogation was methodical, and the key was that he squeezed out useful information at an extremely fast speed, which, in the eyes of the police, was the most important thing.

"We should also cultivate more such interrogation talents." Yu Yu Wenshu said to his deputy.

The deputy detachment leader nodded: "We'll try more later; this thing also depends quite a bit on talent."

Yu Yu Wenshu said "En" and stated from a high vantage point: "In the current case, physical evidence is certainly important, but the importance of confessions cannot be underestimated, especially in this kind of case where there is only one lone seedling; it would be distressing if we couldn't interrogate anything out of him..."

"That is indeed the case."

"What you said is..."

"That... Team Jiang called and said that Director Liu, your phone is unreachable; it should be good news." A police officer hurried over and said in a tone of reporting good news as soon as he entered the door.

Liu Liu Jinghui, who was just about to participate in the conversation, seemed to wake up, immediately took out his phone to look, and sure enough, there were missed calls.

Liu Liu Jinghui dialed back and said in an embarrassed tone: "I just entered the monitoring room and was afraid of affecting the call..."

"I found several bloodstains in the bathroom of the gym here. The rapid test from the DNA lab is out. You can take a look; two of the people are still alive." Jiang Yuan reported the situation immediately.

Liu Liu Jinghui was quite surprised: "Didn't they say nothing was detected in the past few days?"

"I only started the survey yesterday." Jiang Yuan felt that Liu Liu Jinghui's question was a bit dim-witted. His crime scene investigation had already reached LV5; could it be the same as what an LV3 leading a group of LV2s could produce?

Liu Liu Jinghui suddenly realized and asked hurriedly: "So it was discovered during the survey today? Wait a moment while I take a look, that... have you finished the survey?"

"There are six floors. I have only surveyed the office on the sixth floor, the entire basement, the entire first floor, and half of the fourth floor."

"That means there is still a possibility of finding people during your survey there?" Liu Liu Jinghui used high-end reasoning to reach a simple conclusion.

Jiang Yuan said: "Maybe. For a building with such a large area, the difficulty and workload are still relatively large. It is estimated that it will take several more days. Is that a problem?"

"No. No problem!" Liu Liu Jinghui sighed inwardly. In fact, masters of reasoning often don't need that many clues and evidence; one or two are quite good. If there were any more, the reasoning would fall apart.

This is a big chapter.