Chapter 27

"Wait!" One of Yan Xingnan's subordinates suddenly stepped forward and stopped Firon and his group. "Sir, you injured so many of us, how should we calculate the medical expenses?"

Firon glanced at the subordinate with a braided hairstyle and full-body tattoos, and sneered, "Your boss, Mr. Nan, hasn't said anything. Who are you? Jumping out and making a fuss, do you want to take his place?"

The tattooed subordinate looked puzzled and for a moment didn't understand Firon's sinister intentions.

Seeing this, Dai Yan immediately leaned in and whispered to Firon, "Sir Firon, this guy is called Shi Qiang. He didn't even finish middle school. It looks like he didn't understand what you meant."

Firon was speechless and rolled his eyes at Yan Xingnan, "Boss Nan, having such an uneducated subordinate is really scary. One day, he might be incited to chop you up."

Firon's provocative words finally made Yan Xingnan's expression change, and he said, "Sir, Madam, take your time. I'm very busy, so I won't see you off!" This, Shi Qiang finally understood, and quickly stepped back into the crowd, not daring to cause any more trouble.

Firon shrugged, "Since Boss Nan doesn't plan to ask me for medical expenses, I won't deliberately report those thugs for assaulting a police officer. As for how the EU will handle it, that's not up to me!" With that, he ignored the gang members, let Xie Yixin and the others go first, and threw a business card to Yan Xingnan before swaggering out of the private room.

At the entrance of the restaurant, it took several trips by seven or eight ambulances to transport all the injured thugs to the hospital. The EU was still collecting the weapons as evidence at the scene.

One of the police commanders, who was half a head taller than Firon, with a broad back and a square face, saw Xie Yixin and the others come out of the restaurant and came over to greet them.

"Hey, Madam Xie, you've been promoted, haven't you?"

"Hey, little brother, you're already a police commander, why are you still a car captain?" Xie Yixin teased him, then changed the subject, "Little brother, let me introduce you to my colleagues from the Major Case Unit. This is Dai Yan, this is Li Lidong, and this is Shi Yiran. The last one, the laid-back one..."

"I know, Sir Firon!" The square-faced man replied, "Who doesn't know him in the district now?"

Firon touched his nose and said, "Pleasure, Madam, and this is?"

"He's called Hu Di, from the Wan Chai District Rapid Deployment Unit. He was my student at the police academy." Xie Yixin introduced him.

Firon suddenly understood and quickly flattered him, "Brother Hu, you're impressive. No wonder you're Madam Xie's top student!"

"Not really, Sir Firon, you're the one who's impressive. I heard from eyewitnesses that you took down all those thugs by yourself?"

Hu Di's question was rough but subtle. Firon glanced at him meaningfully and said, "After I revealed my identity, they all attacked me. I had no choice but to defend myself. Actually, I shouldn't have left my gun at the station. If I had brought it, I would have fired a warning shot."

"I see!" Hu Di nodded thoughtfully, "Sir Firon, although your explanation is completely reasonable, we still need to take a statement from you."

"Of course."

They finished the statement in a rapid deployment vehicle nearby. When Firon walked to where he had parked his car, Xie Yixin was still waiting there.

"Where are Dai Yan and the others?" Firon asked as he opened the car door.

"I told them to go back first." Xie Yixin, without being modest, sat in the passenger seat of the Ferrari. "The dismemberment case is still a mess. We can't determine the victim or the suspect. Investigating the horse racing thing will also take time, as every horse owner is influential. If they don't cooperate, we'll have to persuade them patiently. What bad luck!"

Firon started the car and said, "The key is the victim's identity. If it's Wei Danhong, there will be many clues. If not, it will be tricky. The problem is that Wei Danhong didn't leave any dental or DNA records. Otherwise, we could have the forensic team test it."

Xie Yixin suddenly had an idea, "We can look for her hair at her workplace!"

"Miss Xie, save your breath! Places like that are clean. Wei Danhong has been missing for almost a week. Do you think they haven't changed the sheets and bedding?" Firon smirked, "And we don't have Wei Danhong's DNA. Even if we found her hair, how would we confirm it's hers?"

Xie Yixin was speechless, as Firon's words made sense.

Firon continued, "I think we should go back and check the case files from the past ten years to see if there are any similar cases we can investigate together."

"Ha, by the time you think of that, it's already outdated." Xie Yixin, who had just been outsmarted by Firon, quickly seized on his mistake, "I've already checked. There are no similar cases, so don't even think about a serial dismemberment case."

Firon smiled bitterly at Xie Yixin's sarcasm, revved the engine, and sped onto the main road. The strong acceleration made Xie Yixin scream, "You're a police officer, drive carefully, don't speed!"

The next day at work, although Fengli's stock price was still rising, under Firon's instructions, Xie Yixin and the others had all sold their shares. After closing their positions, the profits ranged from over 200,000 for Xie Yixin to 80,000 for Shi Yiran. The whole team was overjoyed.

"Taimao, you and Dong, keep an eye on Shi Qiang. I've found out that he and Ying Huangbiao have sworn brotherhood and are close friends. He also runs some brothels. When we asked Yan Xingnan about finding people yesterday, he probably already searched Ying Huangbiao's brothels last night."

When Firon said this, Xie Yixin and the others were stunned.

"Why didn't you remind us to go with him last night?" Xie Yixin, who had almost burst into laughter with the money, suddenly changed her expression.

Firon made an exasperated face, "Come on, you're the Madam, you should have thought of this in advance!"

"You..." Xie Yixin was almost furious, "Fine, since I'm the Madam, Taimao and Dong don't have to go. You go and find Shi Qiang. If you don't get any information, don't come back!"

"I'll go, I'll go, but I'm afraid it won't be proper for me to go alone!" Firon sneered.

"Two people working together and providing mutual evidence isn't always necessary. If I tell you to go, you go!" Xie Yixin said stubbornly, "If there's a problem, I'll take responsibility!"

"Since you say so, I'll go!" Firon said indifferently.

Dai Yan came over to advise, "Madam, isn't it better if Sir Firon doesn't go? Maybe I and Dong..."

"Taimao, you don't need to say anything." Xie Yixin interrupted, "Since he wasted a night finding out about Wei Danhong, he should go and find the person or the clue."

Xie Yixin's words seemed unreasonable, and Dai Yan and the others felt it was inappropriate, but given the hierarchical structure of the police force, they couldn't voice their opinions. Firon, however, seemed unconcerned and said casually, "Madam Xie, do you really think Shi Qiang can find Wei Danhong in one night? The colleagues from other districts aren't just for show. They didn't find her, so how could Shi Qiang?"

"Uh..." Xie Yixin was speechless.

"Alright, I'll go first. You continue investigating the horses. I'll go enjoy the winter sun!" Firon waved at them and darted out of the office door before Xie Yixin could change her mind.

Driving on the street, Firon called TZ Investment Company to ask about Fengli. Xi Bi told him that in the past two and a half days, they had only made less than one million US dollars.

Although this amount wasn't enough for Firon's pocket money, he gave Xi Bi a strict order, "From now on, every other day, stretch Fengli like we did yesterday."

Xi Bi was taken aback, "Boss, if we keep doing this, we'll lose a lot of money."

"Don't worry, didn't you say that Fengli entered the market and then backed out?" Firon gave Xi Bi a poisonous suggestion, "In the future, if Fengli doesn't enter the market, turn 0494 into scrap paper. Got it?"

"Got it, got it!" Xi Bi hurriedly agreed, but thought to himself, "It seems the boss really wants to ruin 0494. What a grudge!"

After the call, Firon drove the Ferrari to the largest high-end brothel under Shi Qiang's jurisdiction—the Hongli Hotel. Besides Ying Huangbiao and Shi Qiang, Yan Xingnan had a few smaller brothel managers, but they still relied on Yan Xingnan's reputation. If they found any clues, they would report them to Yan Xingnan first. If Yan Xingnan didn't want Firon to frequently harass his business, he would likely contact Firon and provide the clues.

Seeing the valet parking attendant come over, Firon didn't immediately hand over the car keys but casually asked, "Where's Shi Qiang?"

The attendant was very cautious and asked, "Which gang? What do you want with Brother Qiang?"

Hearing this, Firon smiled, "It seems Shi Qiang is really here... Go, tell him that Sir Firon is here!"

The attendant's eyes widened, "You... are a cop?!"

"Of course, hurry up!" Firon pushed his head, "Otherwise, you'll end up like those over a hundred thugs at Xingnan's restaurant yesterday!"

The attendant, who was about to make a big fuss, was shocked and ran upstairs with his tail between his legs.

Soon, Shi Qiang came running down, almost falling over.

It must be said that Shi Qiang was actually a coward. Yesterday, he dared to step forward and stop Firon because of the crowd and to show off in front of Boss Nan. Now, hearing that the police officer who could take on a group of people was looking for him, he didn't even think of running away. He rushed over to serve.

"Sir Firon, you're here. What can I do for you?" Shi Qiang smiled nervously.

Firon glanced at him indifferently, "I heard you went to Ying Huangbiao's brothel last night. Did you find Wei Danhong?"

"No, no, I didn't!" Shi Qiang stammered carefully, "I asked all the girls under Biaozi, but I couldn't find Wei Danhong."

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yes, yes, yes, absolutely!" Shi Qiang hurriedly said, "I wouldn't dare to lie to Sir Firon!"

(①: Ferrari models before the millennium were almost all manual transmissions, and even after the millennium, there were few automatic models.)

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