Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 471 - 290: Who the Hell Told You to Smuggle Your Own Goods!?
Under the wall of the main hall, six sturdy men kneeled in a row, each showing fear on their faces.
Beside them, Eagle, Da Pao, An Zai, and Duan Pingyu stood with guns in hand, exuding a deadly aura.
Qi Yun didn’t look at those trembling guys, his gaze went straight to the bearded man on the far left.
Yesterday it was this fellow who boasted about having an in-depth exchange with him.
"Raise your head."
Qi Yun’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it fell into the bearded man’s ears like a plunge into an icy cave. He never expected Qi Yun to be released so fast, and damn it, he even brought people to kill overnight.
The main thing is, the people who came were so damn fierce!
They really had no power to resist, didn’t even have time to draw their guns, and were pinned down by these people.
The bearded man was terribly panicked, knowing in his heart that Qi Yun was definitely targeting him, so he was too scared to raise his head.
Duan Pingyu took two steps forward, landing several gun butts on the man’s forehead, making the bearded man flesh torn and bleeding.
"I told you to raise your head!"
The bearded man howled in pain for a while, was forced to lift his head, his face full of bloodstains: "Qi... Brother Qi, spare me, I was forced! Secretary Ji made us do it!"
"Forced?" Qi Yun sneered, pointing to the thick wooden stick he held, "Actually, it’s not worth my time to bother with a small fry like you."
"But who the hell told you to smuggle goods!?"
The bearded man’s face turned instantly pale, lips trembling, eyes filled with terror.
Of course, he knew what Qi Yun meant by "smuggling goods."
Qi Yun threw the stick on the ground, saying to the others, "I have a task for you, if you do it well, I’ll let the five of you go."
Upon hearing this, the five immediately raised their heads, with a desperate desire to survive in their eyes. The lanky man on the far right was the first to kowtow: "Whatever you say! We’ll do whatever you want!"
Qi Yun kicked the wooden stick at his feet, speaking plainly: "Treat your brother well, huh."
Hearing this, the bearded man nearly wet himself from fright, subconsciously trying to scoot back on his knees.
The five collectively eyed the stick on the ground, then turned their gaze to the bearded man, showing varied expressions.
Some were sympathetic, others had a cruel smile. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
Qi Yun glanced at his watch, then walked out of the room.
"It’s your only chance, seize it."
As his voice fell, the five hesitated no longer, instantly standing up, with four pouncing on the bearded man and the lanky man bending down to pick up the stick.
Even though the bearded man struggled desperately, it was no use, and soon he was held firmly on the ground...
Eagle and the others exited the room and closed the door.
Soon, the room filled with miserable wails...
Qi Yun listened for two seconds, felt a bit discomfited, and walked out toward the yard.
Just then, his phone in his pocket rang. He pulled out his phone, took a look, and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, my guys are at the perimeter."
"Alright, come arrest them."
After a brief exchange, Qi Yun waved his hand to Eagle and the others: "You withdraw first."
The latter nodded and left with Duan Pingyu and the others.
Soon after Eagle and the others left, red and blue lights flashed in the distance, followed by the wailing sirens approaching rapidly, with seven or eight police cars soon parked outside the yard gate.
The strong men inside the house heard the noise, hurriedly opened the door to check, and when they saw the mass of police officers in the yard, they were all stunned.
Zhang Dayong got out of the car and commanded loudly, "Lock down the scene immediately! Bring everyone back to headquarters for overnight interrogation!"
"Technical team, survey within a two-kilometer radius!"
"Yes!"
With an order given, all officers swiftly sprang into action.
Once this place was uncovered, it was definitely a shocking case!
After assigning tasks, Zhang Dayong approached the BMW 5 Series parked not far away, opened the door, and sat inside.
"With such a move, they’re definitely going to defend their territory, are you prepared for it?"
Qi Yun flicked some ash off his cigarette, his tone calm: "Even if I don’t fight back, they still won’t let me go."
Zhang Dayong remained silent for two seconds after hearing this, then looked directly at Qi Yun: "Do you have any leverage against them?"
This conjecture made sense, otherwise, those big figures wouldn’t target Qi Yun for no reason.
Qi Yun looked at him, pondered for a while, then ultimately chose not to conceal: "Yes, but it’s better you don’t know, otherwise it’ll be an unending battle between them and you."
"Hehe." Zhang Dayong gave a self-mocking smile, "I know what kind of person I am. In their eyes, I’m just like a slightly bigger ant."
He paused before explaining, "I’m asking not because I want to know, but someone wants to see you."
"I guess he’s figured it out and mostly wants what you have in your hand."
"He wants it?" Qi Yun was taken aback, but quickly understood the reason behind it.
Right now is a crucial moment, some matters are about to reach a conclusion, and compared to the person behind Zhang Dayong, Ma Chaoyang undoubtedly holds the advantage, reasons not necessary to elaborate.
That person must have their own trump card, otherwise, they couldn’t possibly hold their ground against Ma Chaoyang, so now what Qi Yun has in his hands is most likely going to affect the final outcome.
If Zhang Dayong had said these words before Qiu Jiahao’s death, Qi Yun would have outright refused to meet because he didn’t want to get involved in those struggles.
It’s like a whirlpool, initially, you might not feel the terror at the periphery, but as time progresses, you will be drawn closer to the center, until it’s impossible to escape.
But now the situation is different, he has already been forced into the fray, although with the intervention of two bigwigs like Xiao Hanguang, the storm has temporarily been defused, those people will not give up so easily.
As long as the thing remains in Qi Yun’s hands for a day, the matter between both sides isn’t over, only that in the short term, it might not be as brazen as this time.
After thinking for a long time, Qi Yun took a deep breath and slowly nodded: "Alright, help me tell him I agree to meet."
"It’s best to hurry, I’m going to Beijing the day after tomorrow."
In making this decision, it also means he is going all in.
If the thing is only in his hands, the other side might still have hope, but once the thing is leaked, the other side will definitely lose it.
Zhang Dayong also knew the importance of this matter and quickly nodded: "I’ll contact him right now." With that, he pushed the car door open and went out to make a call.
Within a few minutes, Zhang Dayong returned, sticking his head through the car window: "He said one hour later, Hutao Villa."
"I still have matters to handle here, so I won’t accompany you."
Hutao Villa?
Qi Yun was somewhat surprised, he increasingly could not understand that little restaurant.
"Alright, you carry on, I’m heading over now."
"Okay, call if anything comes up anytime."
...
On the other side, Secretary Ji sat on the sofa in his living room, worriedly smoking a cigarette.
At this moment, his phone on the coffee table suddenly lit up, someone sent him a text message.
Secretary Ji picked up the phone, and after reading the text, his eyes instantly showed a terrified expression.
He hurriedly stubbed out the cigarette, quickly walked to the bedroom, and dragged his wife, who was coaxing their child to sleep, out.
"I need to tell you something, this time I’m in trouble..."
After roughly explaining, he hurriedly added, "When you go to work tomorrow, don’t show any unusual behavior! After work, go home and take the child to live at his grandfather’s temporarily."
"Once the storm calms down, I’ll contact you."
His wife listened, face full of panic: "What about you? What will you do?"
Secretary Ji sighed heavily: "Don’t worry about me, just take care of the child, I will leave some money for you."
"If anyone comes looking for you in the future, just say you don’t know anything, they can’t do anything to you."
His wife grabbed his arm, tears uncontrollably streaming from the corners of her eyes: "What about him!? Doesn’t he care about you?"
Upon hearing this, Secretary Ji irritably shook her hand off: "Don’t ask anymore, just do as I say!"
Seeing him angry, his wife dared not say another word, she usually had no say in this household.
She also knew her husband had other women outside, but for the sake of the child, she didn’t dare to tear open that window paper, usually just being timid and submissive.
Secretary Ji took a deep breath, his tone softened a little: "This is all for your good, behave."
"Alright, I’m heading out, there are things to arrange."
...
Late at night, Hutao Villa.
As Qi Yun just stepped out of the car, he saw President Lu, Lu Zhaoxue standing at the door, seemingly waiting for him on purpose.
"President Qi is here, please come in." Lu Zhaoxue smiled appropriately at Qi Yun, gesturing him inside.
Qi Yun didn’t expect the other side to personally wait for him here, instantly thinking this woman must have an unusual relationship with that person.
"President Lu, thank you for the trouble."
Lu Zhaoxue nodded, leading Qi Yun to a private room deep in the corridor.
Inside the private room, a distinguished-looking middle-aged man was manipulating the tea set on the table. Seeing Qi Yun enter, the middle-aged man naturally greeted, as if the two were old acquaintances.
"Little Qi is here, come over and sit, just brewed tea."
Qi Yun strode forward, sitting on the rosewood chair opposite the middle-aged man, without initiating a handshake, just smiling and responding: "You are too kind."
The middle-aged man pushed a cup of freshly brewed Dragon Well tea before him, the tea clear, probably comparable to the Dahongpao Qi Yun gifted to someone during his first two visits.
"Taste it, pre-Qingming Lion Peak Dragon Well, Xiao Xue arranged for it."
This "Xiao Xue" obviously referred to Lu Zhaoxue beside him.
Qi Yun thanked, reaching out to lift the teacup, confirming his earlier suspicion, that these two indeed had a story.
Lu Zhaoxue didn’t linger in the private room, after closing the window, she left space for the two.
Nobody knew what Qi Yun and the middle-aged man talked about, but shortly after Qi Yun left, several city bigwigs received calls overnight...
Moreover, Zhou Hongchang soon took away a few hitmen under Brother Biao’s command from West Mountain.
