Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 253 - 87: Weaver_3
"Damn!"
"Looking for death!"
The man in the black suit released Jian Yue and slapped Xu Tong, the force swelling half of Xu Tong’s face visibly.
"Ah!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Don’t hit her!"
Seeing her friend hurt, the previously fearful Jian Yue went wild, lunging forward and scratching the man’s face furiously.
"Damn it..."
"You’re all like mad dogs, rabid!"
The man in the black suit, face reddened, snarled in anger, knocked both women to the ground, and was about to advance again when he was suddenly kicked aside.
"What’s going on?"
Zhang Yong said coldly,
"You break these women, you pay for the damages?"
He waved his hand:
"Take them away!"
"No!" Xu Tong screamed and lunged again, only to be easily shoved to the ground by Zhang Yong.
"Such sisterly affection."
Zhang Yong shrugged:
"Take them both!"
"They bit one of mine; better get it checked. If they really have rabies... someone’s got to pay for the medical bills."
"Yes!"
Several men in black suits acknowledged and dragged the two women outside the workshop.
They were all muscular, with fierce eyes, and no one dared to stop them, not even the factory security who obediently stepped aside.
"They’re here to collect debts; it’s got nothing to do with us. It’s their fault. Let’s not get involved."
"Yeah, yeah."
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Winter nights come early.
The night market,
also opens early.
Behind University City is the busiest night market in Qu City.
At this hour, the market’s bustling, filled with the mix of grilled skewers and beer.
A low-key black business car discreetly parked on the roadside. Fang Zheng stepped out, scanned the surroundings, and strolled to a stall.
A small table, cramped for four, but more than enough for two.
"Lu Huanhuan?"
Fang Zheng sat down, looking at the woman opposite, slightly surprised:
"I thought it was a nickname."
"Parents were lazy, turned the nickname into the real name." Lu Huanhuan waved for twenty meat skewers, opened a beer, and set it in front of Fang Zheng:
"Drink!"
"The skewers here are good."
"Hm." Fang Zheng picked up the beer, saying:
"Skewers, not lamb skewers."
"I know." Lu Huanhuan nodded:
"Lamb’s expensive, with my big appetite and a monthly salary just over seven thousand, a few meals and it’s gone. Saving is a must."
"Today’s my treat." Fang Zheng said:
"Feel free."
"No." Lu Huanhuan shook her head and refused:
"You get soft with words and short with hands. I just became the deputy chief of the Public Security Bureau. It wouldn’t be right to eat at Boss Fang’s expense."
Lu Huanhuan.
From Kyoto.
In her twenties.
Recently transferred, serving as the deputy chief of Qu City’s Public Security Bureau.
Her appearance was striking: narrow eyes, sharp gaze, undeniably beautiful yet exuding a cold fierceness.
Short hair, in sportswear, exuding charisma.
Even her name had character.
Fang Zheng picked up a skewer:
"Chief Lu, is there something you need?"
"Yes." Lu Huanhuan nodded, pulling a stack of photos from her pocket, putting them on the table:
"Is your uncle Fang Jian?"
"Yes."
"A few months ago, a human head was left at your uncle’s grave. The Public Security Bureau has been unable to trace its origins."
"I heard."
Fang Zheng remained indifferent:
"I’ve been questioned numerous times because of that."
"Heh..." Lu Huanhuan laughed:
"If Boss Fang avenged his uncle by offering his enemies’ head, such actions would have been celebrated in ancient times."
"Respect! Respect!"
"Chief Lu." Fang Zheng raised his head:
"Are we being recorded in this private meeting?"
Such blatant tactics are too crude; even Zhou Ping has never used them on him.
"..." Lu Huanhuan’s face stiffened slightly, then she chuckled:
"Just kidding."
"I only learned of a figure like Boss Fang after coming to Qu City. Today, I specifically invited you for a meeting."
"Well said." Fang Zheng raised his beer:
"Miss Lu, so young and already a deputy chief of the Public Security Bureau, truly admirable. I’m humbled."
"Boss Fang’s teasing me?" Lu Huanhuan smiled faintly:
"Just family arrangements, nothing shady about it."
Fang Zheng squinted, eyeing her.
This woman...
Interesting!
"A few months ago, Boss Fang hosted the villagers of Yuan Family Village at Yunhai Restaurant. That night, the three Yuan brothers fell to their death from Yunhai Restaurant."
"Not fell, they jumped." Fang Zheng said:
"Their suicide was witnessed."
"Indeed." Lu Huanhuan’s smile remained as she continued:
"Half a month ago, six partners from Fengyue Hall on Pai Street were found dead in a private room. It’s said they had a dispute with Boss Fang."
"Those people overdosed on Five Stone Powder, and the Public Security Bureau also found evidence of them forcing prostitution and drug trafficking." Fang Zheng’s expression unchanged:
"Their deaths were deserved; our dispute was minor."
"Is that so?" Lu Huanhuan narrowed her eyes, carrying on:
"Mr. Zhao..."
"Sweet as honey... sweet as honey..." at that moment, a gentle phone ring interrupted.
"Hold on."
Fang Zheng gestured, and answered the call.
"Boss."
His subordinate Tian Liang’s voice came through:
"The other side of the textile mill reported that just before quitting time, several men in black suits stormed the premises and took two workers from the workshop."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng’s expression stayed constant:
"Who did it?"
"Seems to be Yu Hua’s people." Tian Liang asked:
"Boss, what do we do?"
"Make a call to Boss He at the Miami Club, have him pass a message to Boss Wang of Yu Hua." Fang Zheng glanced at Lu Huanhuan, saying:
"We live in a society governed by law. Talk things out; return them as they were first."
"Consider reducing security staff at the plant and replace them with some capable ones."
"Hm?" Tian Liang hesitated for a moment, then nodded:
"Got it."
"Click..."
Fang Zheng hung up the phone, slowly stating:
"Business always throws unexpected things at you. Chief Lu, pardon the mess."
"Not at all."
Lu Huanhuan waved a hand:
"The Public Security Bureau exists so citizens can live and work in peace. If there’s anything you need from me, Boss Fang, don’t hesitate to ask."
"Shall we continue..."
"Whoa!"
No sooner had she spoken, a commotion interrupted.
"Someone’s jumping off a building!"
"Look, quick!"
Hm?
Lu Huanhuan’s expression changed, she suddenly stood up, rushing towards the source of the noise.
