Chapter 35

The next morning.

Qin Lang woke up and got out of bed, shouting at the guard by the door: "Officer, I need to make a phone call."

"No way," the guard refused Qin Lang's request.

"If you insist on this, I will tell my family, friends, and the media about how I was attacked with a knife and poisoned in the detention center. I don't think you want any trouble, do you?" Qin Lang made a small deal with the guard.

The two guards conferred, and then one of them handed Qin Lang a phone, but required him to make the call in their presence so they could monitor the content to ensure it wouldn't cause them any trouble.

Qin Lang chose to compromise; after all, he only needed to call Zhao Kan now.

Zhao Kan's phone number had four consecutive digits, making it easy to remember. After dialing Zhao Kan's number, Qin Lang barely identified himself when he heard Zhao Kan shouting loudly: "Damn you, Qin Lang! You killed Zhou Lingling, damn it! ... I'll kill you ... I ..."

Qin Lang knew that Zhao Kan was just venting his anger and grief, but he didn't have time to listen. He interrupted Zhao Kan: "I didn't harm Zhou Lingling, you should know that! Now, I need you to do me a small favor. Log into my phone's contact list, and there's someone named 'Bald Guy's Sidekick.' Contact him and have him bring you to meet me."

"Who is this guy?" Zhao Kan was confused. "Where are you?"

"Remember the bald guy who jumped with us the night before last?" Qin Lang said. "Tell him we know his identity, and he will definitely bring you to meet me."

"Alright." Zhao Kan agreed and then said apologetically, "Qin Lang, I'm sorry! Just now—"

"Hurry up. I consider you a brother," Qin Lang said.

"Alright, brother!" Zhao Kan hung up and immediately followed Qin Lang's instructions.

Next, Qin Lang underwent further medical examinations and enjoyed a hearty breakfast.

Qin Lang felt that staying in the hospital was quite nice, but he also knew that people like Sang Kun and An Desheng would not let him stay here for long.

Sure enough, not long after, a fat, uniformed official entered Qin Lang's ward, flanked by several guards. He glanced at Qin Lang lying on the bed and said, "I don't see any problems with him. Let's take him back to the detention center quickly."

"Yes, Director Zhou," one of the guards nodded hurriedly.

"Hey—The test results aren't out yet," Qin Lang coldly snorted at Director Zhou.

Zhou Siming glared at Qin Lang and coldly said, "What, talking about human rights with me? In my detention center, I am the law! Whether you have human rights is up to me!"

As he spoke, Zhou Siming's domineering aura was evident. After all, although he was just a small-time director, he was the highest authority in the Xiaozhangou Detention Center, so he couldn't help but be arrogant and aggressive.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

But at that moment, a few inappropriate claps echoed from the ward's doorway.

The claps were from Zhao Kan, who had finally arrived.

Beside Zhao Kan stood a young man in a suit, about twenty to thirty years old.

"Who are you? This is the isolation ward for prisoners, no outsiders are allowed to enter!" Zhou Siming frowned and coldly snorted. The two guards beside him immediately moved to escort Zhao Kan and the young man out, trying to show off in front of their superior.

"Director Zhou, you sure have a lot of authority!" The young man beside Zhao Kan coldly snorted, "I am Chen Jinyong from the municipal government's secretary office."

After saying that, the young man showed his work ID to Zhou Siming.

Although Zhou Siming was the highest authority in the Xiaozhangou Detention Center, he was nothing in the political circles of Xiayang City. Moreover, the other party worked in the municipal government's secretary office, and Zhou Siming knew what that meant. Even if the other party was just a regular secretary, he couldn't afford to offend him! Because the secretaries in the municipal government's secretary office all served the city's leaders!

"Oh, it's Secretary Chen. Hello, hello." After receiving Chen Jinyong's work ID, Zhou Siming immediately became respectful, even though the other party was just a section-level official, the power behind him was likely enormous.

"Director Zhou, I need to talk to Mr. Qin Lang," Chen Jinyong's tone was almost commanding, not a request.

Zhou Siming's lips twitched, feeling his dignity being ignored. He couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, Secretary Chen, this is a serious suspect, and without approval from a higher department—"

"Oh." Chen Jinyong, though young, was very experienced in political struggles. He interrupted Zhou Siming before he could finish, "Your meaning is that Mayor Wu's words don't count here?"

"Mayor Wu? Deputy Mayor Wu Wenxiang of Xiayang City? The one rumored to become the mayor soon!"

Zhou Siming was suddenly stunned but inwardly cursed, "Damn Chen Jinyong, if it was Deputy Mayor Wu who gave the order, why didn't you say so earlier? You had to use this trick of borrowing someone else's authority."

But Zhou Siming smiled and said, "If it's the leader's wish, of course, there's no problem."

Chen Jinyong smiled formally and said, "Then please wait outside, Director Zhou. I have a few words to say to Mr. Qin Lang."

"Qin Lang—You really know how to cause trouble!" Zhao Kan patted Qin Lang's shoulder, "Did you suffer in the detention center?"

"Got into two fights, but I didn't lose," Qin Lang smiled. He knew it wasn't the time for small talk and said to Chen Jinyong, "Secretary Chen, I need to speak to Mayor Wu."

"Mayor Wu is very busy now. I'm afraid he doesn't have time, but he specifically instructed me to relay any needs you have," Chen Jinyong said calmly.

"Old fox," Qin Lang coldly snorted in his heart. He knew that Wu Wenxiang was deliberately avoiding him to prevent Qin Lang and Zhao Kan from "blackmailing" him. After all, Wu Wenxiang's visit to the Chunmei Bay Club was indeed disgraceful. But Qin Lang wasn't so easy to deal with. He said calmly, "Then, please tell Mayor Wu two things: First, if I'm not mistaken, the hospital can't solve his problem, but I can help him. Second, I have evidence of where he was the night before last. That's all, please report to him."

Chen Jinyong didn't hesitate, took out his phone, and reported Qin Lang's words to Wu Wenxiang in a low voice by the window.

A moment later, Chen Jinyong asked Qin Lang, "What are your requirements?"

"Have him come here himself. I don't have time to play games with you," Qin Lang said impatiently.

"No, Mayor Wu is really very busy—"

"Then it's up to him." Qin Lang coldly snorted, "But you'd better tell him that after this afternoon, he won't be able to save his life."

With Qin Lang's last words, Wu Wenxiang appeared in Qin Lang's ward ten minutes later.

In fact, Wu Wenxiang was receiving treatment at the People's Hospital and wasn't "busy" in his office. Since he injured his vital part the night before last, he had been in the VIP ward of the People's Hospital, receiving expert treatment, but the results were not ideal. Although the bruising was healing, certain key functions showed no signs of recovery. Thinking of Qin Lang's words, Wu Wenxiang was indeed afraid.

Although Wu Wenxiang was already in his mid-forties, his desires were still strong. If he were to become a eunuch, it would be a huge blow to him, one that even a promotion couldn't compensate for.

"Qin Lang, how are you feeling?" Wu Wenxiang smiled warmly and personally handed Qin Lang a bouquet of flowers.

Wu Wenxiang's action left Zhou Siming, who was standing outside, stunned. He was inwardly shocked: "Damn! What kind of background does this kid have? Even Mayor Wu is so polite to him! Damn, this time I'm in trouble!"