Chapter 74: Daoist Brother, you're ruthless!

  The next day, when Yan Jing and Wu Zhengye arrived at the H City South Police Station, a group of police officers and several fat men who had been waiting there couldn't help but stare blankly.

  Because, Wu Zhengye and Yan Jing both had two big black eye circles on their faces without exception. Wu Zhengye was fine, although he had two black eye circles, his spirit was exceptionally good, with an excited and happy expression on his face.

  Looking back at Yan Jing, the pretty face under the dark eye circles still had a hint of shyness, and the icy gaze in her beautiful eyes seemed to have melted away. Especially when looking at Wu Zhengxie, there was even a hint of blame and coquetry in her eyes.

  Adding to that, the unnatural behavior during their quiet walk naturally drew everyone's attention.

  Among the people present, the vast majority were old-timers who knew what was going on as soon as they saw Yan Jing's situation.

  At this time, Fatso gave Wu Zhengye a thumbs up with a big smile on his face, "Zhengye, you're awesome!"

  "Ahem!" Wu Zhengye felt a bit awkward, rubbed his head and looked at Yan Jing, but Yan Jing didn't even bother to acknowledge him. Instead, she directly instructed the police officers who were looking over here to do their jobs, while she herself walked towards the inner hall.

  That 'Master' Wang Hao waited until Yan Jing entered the inner hall before coming to Wu Zhengxie's side, with a face full of envy and jealousy, he raised one thumb, "Brother Taoist, you're ruthless! You've now become the common love enemy of nearly a hundred male police officers from both the south and north city police stations in our city!"

  As he spoke, Wang Hao leaned in close to Wu Zhengyi's ear and whispered, "Brother Daoist, how did you feel last night? Wasn't the taste of our strict team good? Right, looking at your two states today, I'm afraid neither of you rested last night. Alas, Brother Daoist, why don't you know how to cherish jade? Right, is Yan Dajun a virgin?"

  Wang Hao's string of questions made Wu Zhengye increasingly embarrassed, while the fat man on the side continued to fan the flames. "Zhengye, I really couldn't tell, it turns out you have this trick up your sleeve! Seduction and temptation, beautiful women, not bad, Captain Yan is indeed pretty, and judging from her gait just now, she probably... last night?"

  Just as Wu Zhengxie was at a loss for how to respond to the two gossiping men, a stern voice suddenly rang out, "Wu Zhengxie! Chief Chen said that this morning, the South City Police Station's Case Handling Division is borrowing you for use."

  "Got it!" Wu Zhengxie replied loudly, then glared at Baozi and said, "Baozi, do you know what's urgent?"

  Speaking of the matter at hand, Fatso immediately retracted his gossipy thoughts and looked at Wu Zhengxie with a serious expression, "Zhengxie, let's go inside and talk about it. Xiao Rong and Lao Tian are still waiting for us inside."

  Pangzi and Wu Zhengxie arrived at the inner hall, but saw that there were still quite a few people in the inner hall at this time. Tian Lao and his wife, as well as Pangzi's wife Su Rong, sat on a sofa on one side, while H City Police Chief Zhen Jun stood beside them. On the other side, Dean Geng, who was pale and bloodless, surprisingly also sat there.

  Apart from these few people, there were also Yan Jing and another middle-aged elegant man present.

  This middle-aged elegant man Wu Zhengye had never seen before, but judging from his discerning eye, this person should be a gofer. As for this, Wu Zhengye didn't care much.

  Just then, Wu Mouren walked in. The first one to stand up was Dean Geng. Since Dean Geng had been rescued last night and learned the truth about everything, his anxious expression relaxed a lot, but unfortunately, he was still extremely weak due to the evil spirit's attack on him.

  However, at noon today is the time to solve the fundamental problem of the hospital. The weak Dean Geng still insisted on coming to wait for Wu Zhengxie, a master who can cure his heart disease, and presented him with corresponding rewards.

  Just then, Director Geng stood up and immediately took out a card with both hands and handed it to Wu Zhengyi's face. His tone was sincere and said, "Master Wu, this is half of your remuneration, which was made with Xiao Yan's ID card, and the password is Xiao Yan's birthday."

  Upon hearing these words, Yan Jing's face turned bright red as she stood at the door and hastily said, "Director Tian, Director Chen, Dean Geng, I'll go organize the case files, you all chat."

  Before several people could respond, she hastily rushed out like a fugitive.

  Everyone burst out laughing at this, but Wu Zhengye frowned and said, "Dean Geng, Mayor Zhao said last night that the government would give Master three million yuan in prize money. This reward of yours wouldn't be that prize money, would it?"

  "No, no, no," Dean Geng waved his hand immediately. "Master Wu, the government's reward is one thing, Mayor Guanghua promised you and definitely won't go back on his word. Secretary Zhang is also here, this morning I went to the bank with Secretary Zhang to deposit the money, presumably."

  Geng Shu Cheng looked at the middle-aged elegant man sitting beside him, and at this time, the man also stood up, with a smile on his face. "Hello Master Wu! I am Zhang De, Secretary of Guanghua Mayor. Today, Guanghua Mayor has an important meeting that he cannot attend, so he entrusted me to come."

  The man also took out a card, "Master Wu, this is the bonus promised by Mayor Guanghua, also opened in Xiaoyan's name, with the password being Xiaoyan's birthday. There are exactly 3 million RMB inside."

  Upon hearing this, Wu Zhengye's face suddenly burst into a smile, and he immediately took the card handed over by the secretary, happily saying, "Hehe, thank you so much."

  "Right, Master Wu," Secretary Zhang continued, "in a while, the photographer will come over. Master, please take some time to take an ID photo. With the photo, your ID card can be issued this afternoon."

  "Alright, I'll trouble Secretary Zhang then." Wu Zhengxie said politely.

  Then he took over Dean Geng's card and looked at it left and right, before opening his mouth to say, "Dean Geng, what's this inside?"

  Geng Shu Cheng immediately stretched out three fingers, "Master Wu, there are also 3 million inside, and these are only half of the reward. Please ask Master Wu to personally direct the crane work at noon today, and after the success, the other half of the reward will be presented with both hands."

  Upon hearing that it was 30 million and that this was only half of the remuneration, Wu Zhengyi's pupils immediately lit up. This happiness came so suddenly!

  Smiling foolishly for a moment, Wu Zhengye nodded continuously, "Uh-huh, should be, Dean Geng, you can rest assured, I'll definitely go at noon today."

  "Haha, then thank you, Master Wu." Upon receiving a positive response, Dean Geng's face suddenly broke into a smile. He exchanged a glance with Zhang De, and the two of them tacitly bid farewell and left. They were all busy people, why would they waste their time with this scoundrel Wu Zhengyi?

  After the two left, Wu Zhengye took the opportunity to take away the two Jianhang Long cards. His small heart was not reconciled and accelerated for a while. These two cards had as much as 60 million yuan! Wu Zhengye had never seen so much money before? Although it was just two cards, and that guy didn't know the password yet, but these didn't affect the weight of the cards, did they?

  It wasn't easy to calm down, but when he turned around, he saw that fat guy staring at him with a weird expression, which was hard to decipher, filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

  At this point, Wu Zhengxie smiled triumphantly at Paozi, stretched out his hand and slapped Paozi's shoulder heavily, saying, "Paozi, how is it? Are you admiring Master now?"

  "Awesome! I'm really impressed!" Fatso nodded, with a helpless expression on his face. "I think of Xu Feng working hard to attend university and find a job, but now he only earns 600,000 to 700,000 yuan per year. But you, who didn't even finish elementary school, have people clamoring to give you tens of millions of dollars. Alas, the heavens are unjust!"

  "Hey, don't complain, kid," Wu Zhengxiao interrupted with a smile, "if you had to go through what I've been through, you'd probably have gone crazy already!"

  At this point, Fatso immediately returned to the subject, "Righteousness and evil, what you said to me last time in our hometown, was it true?"

  Seeing the fat man's serious face, Wu Zhengye also became serious. He carefully looked at the fat man's face with his big and small eyes, then walked to Su Rong who was sitting on the sofa and took a look. After a moment of silence, he said solemnly, "Fat man, absolutely true!"

  His heart sank, actually, he had mentally prepared himself when he inquired about Zhang Jie's news, only that before confirmation, his heart still held a glimmer of hope.

  Su Rong also stood up upon hearing this, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Zheng Xie Ge, what should we do about this?"

  Wu Zhengxie fell silent for a moment, his eyebrows also furrowed tightly. At this time, no one in the crowd made a sound, and the entire inner hall suddenly became quiet, so quiet that even breathing seemed to be audible.

  After a long time, Wu Zhengxie let out a sigh and looked at the fatty, saying, "There are two ways to do it, but first, we need to go through the formalities."

  As he spoke, Wu Zhengye took out a palm-sized red envelope from the midst of everyone's astonished gazes. The red envelope was empty, with a glittering golden "shou" (longevity) character written on it. "Fatty, take it as fate."

  He took over the red envelope handed over by Wu Zhengxie and was stunned for a long time before saying, "Zhengxie, do you mean to ask for a kickback?"

  As soon as money was mentioned, Wu Zhengyi's old face suddenly broke into a smile. "The rules of our sect, just go with the flow."

  At this time, Su Rong came to the front of Pangzi, took over the red envelope, and then pulled out the wallet from Pangzi's body. He counted six 100-yuan bills, six 10-yuan bills, and six 1-yuan bills stacked together in the wallet, put them into the red envelope, and handed it back to Wu Zhengxie. "Brother Zhengxie, we just hope everything goes smoothly and safely. There are three sixes inside, three represents safety, six represents smoothness, hoping Brother Zhengxie can fulfill my and Feng's wishes."

  As soon as he heard this, the fat man quickly nodded his head and looked at Su Rong with a face full of admiration. Even the old couple sitting on the sofa couldn't help but nod in agreement, Su Rong was indeed very good.