Chapter 57: Got Caught

A young female Security Officer appeared at the doorway at an unknown time,

She gripped her sidearm with both hands, the muzzle still smoking.

Her face was pale, her breathing rapid, clearly still reeling from the recent danger.

Wei Tianhai's reckless act instinctively triggered a response in her.

She pulled the trigger.

A single bullet pierced Wei Tianhai's chest with precision.

Wei Tianhai collapsed, his body convulsed a few times, then fell still.

The room was dead silent.

A strong scent of blood hung in the air, making one feel sick.

The gun in the female Security Officer's hand drooped helplessly.

She stood blankly at the doorway, eyes hollow, as if her soul had left her body.

Heavy footsteps shattered the silence.

A middle‑aged man strode in with a dragon‑like, tiger‑like gait, followed by several fully armed Security Officers.

At a glance he saw Wei Tianhai lying in a pool of blood, his complexion instantly turning ashen.

"What's happening?!"

He roared, his voice like a bomb blast, shaking the crystal chandelier in the room into a humming.

The female Security Officer trembled all over, her lips quivering, yet she could not speak.

"I… I…"

The middle‑aged man snatched the gun from her hand, pointed at her and shouted angrily:

"What are you doing?! Do you know who he is?!"

The female Security Officer's face grew even paler, tears streaming from her eyes.

"I… I saw him fire a gun and kill…"

The middle‑aged man was incensed:

"Murder?! Who did he kill?! What evidence do you have?!"

He turned his head toward Jiangnan, his tone icy: "You! Cooperate with our investigation!"

Jiangnan's expression remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

"Fine."

At that moment, Su Zhendong snapped out of his initial shock.

Jiangnan's earlier technique of intercepting a bullet at a distance clearly surpassed his understanding.

Indeed, Mr. Jiang was truly a master!

Regaining his senses, Su Zhendong immediately noticed the middle‑aged man's arrival.

He rose at once, took a few quick steps, and a familiar smile appeared on his face.

"Ma Duizhang, why did you come in person!"

Ma Duizhang's face softened slightly upon seeing Su Zhendong, and his tone eased.

"Su Zong, a homicide occurred here; we need his cooperation for the investigation."

Su Zhendong frowned, then turned his head toward Jiangnan.

"Mr. Jiang, this matter doesn't concern you, does it? You're just a victim, right?"

Jiangnan gave Ma Duizhang a casual glance, his tone calm.

"He tried to kill me, but this Security Officer shot him dead."

Su Zhendong suddenly understood and burst into hearty laughter.

"So that's it, I told you!"

He walked up to Ma Duizhang, patted his shoulder, and spoke affectionately.

"Lao Ma, give me some face, and let's call this matter settled."

Ma Duizhang's face darkened, his tone displeased.

"Su Zong, this is a homicide; how can it be dismissed?"

Su Zhendong's expression also grew cold, his tone carrying a hint of warning.

"Lao Ma, are you sure you want to clash with me, Su Zhendong? You heard what Mr. Jiang just said; he's only a victim—who knows where this madman came from!"

Ma Duizhang let out a cold laugh, showing no fear.

"Su Zong, I'm performing official duties; please do not obstruct me."

A flash of anger flickered in Su Zhendong's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the fury within, his tone icy.

"Fine, very good, Lao Ma, you're quite something."

He turned toward Jiangnan, his tone now tinged with a bit of apology.

"Mr. Jiang, give me some time, and I'll bring you back as soon as possible!"

Mu Rong Wandai frowned tightly; she hadn't expected that a petty Ma Duizhang would dare deny the Su Family any face.

She immediately swiped on her phone screen, preparing to contact senior family members to intervene.

Jiangnan, however, pressed her hand down and shook his head.

"No,"

His voice was low and still utterly calm,

"I don't like owing favors."

Murong Wan was startled for a moment, then immediately understood his meaning.

Jiangnan's personality is just like that: he doesn't like relying on others, and he especially dislikes owing anyone a favor.

He would rather bear everything himself than trouble anyone else.

Murong Wan thought for a moment and then took the initiative to speak.

"I'll go with you; I've studied law and can help you."

Jiangnan had originally intended to refuse, since with his status a mere Ma Duizhang was not worth his notice.

But seeing Murong Wan's resolute gaze, he hesitated.

After a moment, Jiangnan gave a slight nod in agreement.

He then turned his head toward the iron‑blue‑faced Ma Duizhang, his tone calm:

"Let's go."

Ma Duizhang snorted coldly and signaled his subordinates to put Handcuffs on Jiangnan.

Seeing this, Murong Wan immediately stepped forward, her tone cool and firm:

"Mr. Jiang is only cooperating with the investigation and has committed no crime; you have no right to cuff him!"

She is well‑versed in law and knows their actions have crossed the line.

Ma Duizhang glared coldly at Murong Wan, and ultimately abandoned the idea of cuffing him.

He knows that a person who understands the law is the hardest to deal with.

Fine, once we get to the Public Security Bureau, I have plenty of ways to deal with them!

Ma Duizhang thought this and said coldly:

"Take him away!"

…

The group left the luxurious hotel suite and headed to the Public Security Bureau.

A police car roared past, tearing the night's silence.

Inside the vehicle, the atmosphere was oppressive.

Jiangnan's expression remained calm; he closed his eyes to rest, as if he cared nothing about what was about to happen.

Murong Wan tightly clasped his hand, offering silent support.

The female Security Officer sat in the corner, her face pale, her eyes filled with guilt and self‑reproach.

She furtively glanced at Jiangnan, her lips trembling, and finally mustered the courage to speak:

"Mr. Jiang... I'm sorry..."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, barely audible.

Jiangnan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on her, his tone calm:

"No need to apologize; I owe you."

The female Security Officer was stunned, not understanding why he said that.

Jiangnan continued:

"If it weren't for you, I might already be dead."

He referred to the moment Wei Tianhai fired his gun; had the female Security Officer not shot in time, he would likely have perished.

Of course, that applies only to ordinary people.

Jiangnan is confident that Wei Tianhai cannot even scratch a single hair on him.

The female Security Officer nodded, then let out a soft sigh.

"Actually, according to the relevant regulations, I should ask you to go to the Public Security Bureau to cooperate with the investigation. Of course, you have the right to refuse."

"It's just that our captain, you know… In any case, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, for not respecting your personal rights."

Jiangnan gently shook his head, his tone firm:

"It's not your fault, and you also cannot decide."

He paused, then added:

"Don't worry, it's just a minor matter."

The female Security Officer nodded, a strange sense of reassurance welling up inside her.

But soon, she felt a few more worries,

She knew well the Ma Dui's nature—vengeful to the point of eye‑for‑eye, narrow‑minded as a needle tip—and, moreover, they had long cooperated with the Wei Family, their interests tangled in a complex web.

Wei Tianhai's death, in his eyes, was probably more than just a life lost; it was an outright challenge to his authority and interests.