Chapter 7

"Let's go, it's noon. Let's go eat," Chen Wei checked the time and got up to invite them. "There's still enough time to go for a massage at the place next door after dinner, to relax a bit. I'll treat you."

"Massage?" Nanming widened his eyes. "Is it a full-body health care package? I'm in!"

Qi Bin, who runs a blind massage parlor on the second floor, led them to a large private room. After changing into their clothes and lying down, it wasn't long before Nanming started screaming, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Lighter, lighter!"

On the adjacent massage beds, Chen Wei and He Shan were almost laughing out loud. "You think massage is some kind of treat? We old folks have stiff bones, and you, a young sprout, come to join in... Ha, now you know the power of it!"

Nanming was on the verge of tears, wondering why anyone would pay to suffer. Looking at Chen Wei and He Shan, who seemed to be enjoying it, was truly baffling.

The one massaging Chen Wei was the owner, Qi Bin, who shook his head helplessly and said, "Minglei, come and give your uncle a massage."

A teenage girl who had been giggling nearby came forward and took over from the middle-aged woman massaging Nanming.

The girl's fingers were delicate and gentle, and the strength was not too much. Nanming could finally endure it and began to feel a bit of the pleasure of a massage.

Qi Bin is also Nanming's cousin. He lost his sight in an accident when he was young and, with the help of his brothers, opened this blind massage parlor. He was only in his forties, but deep wrinkles were etched into his face, and even when he smiled, it seemed tinged with sorrow.

Qi Bin's wife was born blind, and they were worried their daughter might inherit the condition. So, they named her Minglei, which is a homophone for "bright eyes." However, although Minglei is not blind, she has congenital weak vision.

Chen Wei was a bit dissatisfied, humming and saying, "Brother Bin, did you not eat lunch today? Your strength is not enough."

"Have you been busy with cases recently? So tired?" Qi Bin increased the pressure. Chen Wei saw sweat on Qi Bin's forehead and knew he wasn't holding back, but he couldn't help thinking about the comfort of sitting in the passenger seat of his own car. The massage that used to make him hum in pleasure now seemed lacking.

But since they were already there, he couldn't just leave. He thought about letting He Shan experience his new car seat later.

He chatted with Qi Bin about the business of the blind massage parlor. "In recent years, people's stress has increased, and there are more and more health clubs. Our small massage parlor is becoming less competitive. We still have customers, but they are mostly older. Young people don't come much, and the rent is rising fast. Business is getting harder," Qi Bin sighed. "I was thinking of taking out a loan to renovate the place, but... in a few months, I'll send Minglei to learn piano tuning. I found a master willing to take her on. The massage business has no future..."

When Qi Bin mentioned piano tuning, Chen Wei subconsciously thought of Nanming's enhancement ability and the enhanced car seat. He glanced at Nanming.

Nanming listened for a few moments, then looked at the old and faded decor of the massage parlor. Just as he was starting to have some ideas, he began to scream again, "Lai Lai, are you trying to murder your uncle!"

The girl giggled, covering her mouth, and deliberately tortured Nanming, making him scream like a pig being slaughtered.

After about half an hour, the time was almost up. Nanming got up from the bed as if he had been granted a reprieve and quickly ran to change his clothes, making Chen Wei shake his head.

Leaving the blind massage parlor, Nanming felt pain all over his body, truly on the verge of tears. He couldn't understand how He Shan could look so refreshed.

He had hoped to gain some energy, but the pain had actually cost him a lot. It was a huge loss.

"Brother Bin's shop has been open for so many years, but I think the skills are quite loose!" he muttered as they walked.

Chen Wei laughed and shook his head. He Shan said, "What do you know? Brother Bin's massage skills are very authentic. After a massage from him, you feel great all over. After each mission, I have to come and get a massage from him to sleep."

"So you're not here to see my brother," Nanming widened his eyes. Chen Wei quickly changed the subject, "It's not that Little Ming doesn't understand. Try my new driver's seat, and you'll see."

Thinking of the passenger seat, his enhancement ability, and Qi Bin's forced smile, Nanming made a decision and looked at Chen Wei.

"Can you do it?" Chen Wei was worried about Nanming's health.

"No problem," Nanming said. He didn't need the same effect as the car seat; just a little would do.

Chen Wei was moved. Nanming was very careful with his own energy, but when it came to helping others, he almost never hesitated.

No wonder everyone liked this cousin.

The three of them had just returned to the police station when they heard a commotion in the courtyard. Chen Wei looked up and immediately swore.

"Damn you, Liang Jianqiang!"

Liang Jianqiang is the name of the county police chief. He and Chen Wei had a good relationship, but as a superior, it was inappropriate to curse at him.

However, when Nanming saw what Liang Jianqiang was doing, he immediately became furious and also swore, "Damn, let go of that car!"

In the back courtyard of the police station, Liang Jianqiang was leading two officers to dismantle the passenger seat of the 0088 police car!

This was unacceptable. How dare he take the young master's seat!

"Liang Jianqiang, what are you doing!" Chen Wei stormed into the courtyard and roared.

He Shan, who followed closely behind, had stars in her eyes. This man, even when cursing, was so cool.

In fact, Liang Jianqiang's actions had already infuriated everyone. Old Zhang was gripping a broom, Skinny Monkey's eyes were glowing, and even Little Li had clenched his fists.

But since Liang Jianqiang was the head of the county police, their superior's superior, they dared to be angry but not to speak.

"Hehe, Old Chen, you saw it, right? I'm just changing your car seat," Liang Jianqiang laughed. Last night, he had the chance to sit in the passenger seat and couldn't sleep all night, constantly thinking about it.

This morning, he suddenly decided to act.

He didn't believe Chen Wei would turn against him over a car seat.

He clearly underestimated Chen Wei or ignored Nanming's connection.

Now Chen Wei knew that the car seat was closely related to his young cousin, almost like half of his life. Who would dare to take it from him?

Seeing Chen Wei's unfriendly expression, Liang Jianqiang immediately executed his pre-planned strategy. As a police officer, he believed in careful planning before action. He had thought everything through and felt confident it would work.

"Old Chen, we are old brothers. The car seat will be just as good with me, and I won't let you down," he said, raising his hand. The two officers who came with him opened the back door of a minivan, revealing a seat inside: "Here, I'll swap this with you. It's a leather seat with electric heating and automatic angle adjustment. It's top-of-the-line except for the massage function, much better than your passenger seat."

"Like hell!" Chen Wei glared at Liang Jianqiang. "Don't try that on me!"

Old Sun, Skinny Monkey, Little Li, and others all gave a mental thumbs up. No wonder their Chief Chen is so awesome!

"Don't be like that. How about this? I'll change all four seats for you," Liang Jianqiang waved his hand again, and the back of the minivan opened, revealing four seats.

If it didn't involve Nanming, Chen Wei might have agreed. The passenger seat, no matter how good, wouldn't benefit him when he was driving. If it were the driver's seat, he might have a car accident. Who could focus on driving while sitting in that seat?

But now, even if Liang Jianqiang offered him a seat made of pure gold, he wouldn't swap.

"Old Chen, Old Chen, don't refuse the good offer. I won't believe I can't deal with you today." Before the seats, there were no brothers. Liang, who is a few years older than Chen Wei, had suffered from various ailments since his youth. Sitting in that car seat yesterday made him feel so good that he couldn't give it up now.

He coldly revealed his trump card, a notice with an official seal, and slapped it into Chen Wei's hand, saying, "Since you won't swap, I'll have to reassign this police car. As the chief, I have the authority to reallocate police resources. But don't worry, I won't be ungrateful. We have a seized Audi A4, and I'll have it sent to you."

"Damn you, Liang Jianqiang, you're playing dirty!" Chen Wei was truly at a loss.