"He will testify in court in the future."
After saying this, Xu Zhengyang turned and left, saying as he did so, "I won't make any promises to you. Think about it yourself, which side you're on. I think suicide isn't difficult for you..."
Only the heavily wounded assassin remained in the room.
He lay on the bed, stunned, his eyes filled with confusion, shock, and fear. He couldn't understand why Xu Zhengyang had spoken so confidently and forcefully. If he wanted to use him to betray his employer in the future to obtain strong evidence for his own revenge, then he should have offered some tempting terms, such as sparing the assassin's life, or setting a price? Or threatening to retaliate against his family?
Why did it have to be this one sentence: "You can go and commit suicide..."
Isn't this clearly leaving the killer no choice but to decisively give up being a witness?
But it was precisely this attitude that made the cold-blooded killer feel an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and fear. He realized that in the other's eyes, he was utterly worthless; his presence or absence wouldn't make a difference. Moreover, judging from the other's words, even death wouldn't end things for him.
The so-called ghosts. In the past, this might have been a very absurd and laughable childish term.
But who knows how many bizarre and unpredictable things will happen on this terrifying Earth? That young man was a very real and chilling example. With superheroes around, anything is possible.
...
Since its opening, Longgang Hotel has been a place that has received special attention from the police and government departments.
So when Li Changwu heard that the police were searching the hotel, he immediately flew into a rage. It wasn't that he couldn't guess the reason behind it, but as the saying goes, how can you treat relatives differently? Damn it, the Wan family is so powerful and influential, and you Minggang police are supposed to be afraid and obedient to them? Does that mean the Li family is easy to mess with?
However, his anger was quickly extinguished by reality.
As he went downstairs, he made a call to the capital. The reply he received was that he must not clash with the Minggang police; instead, he should cooperate with the police in searching the hotel. He was concerned about the potential consequences of directly confronting the police and obstructing their legitimate law enforcement search.
Ultimately, the Li family's sphere of influence in Minggang is no match for that of the Wan family.
However, this does not mean that Wan Yun can control everything in Minggang!
Although Xu Zhengyang has only been in Minggang for less than a day, everything that is happening in Minggang is not only being paid attention to by Wan Yun and the Li family.
So even if they catch the person...
So what? Do you think we'd dare kill everyone in Ming Port without permission?
For those in positions of power, they may be able to casually destroy countless lives without ever getting their hands dirty with blood. But... that depends on who they are, and whether they are being watched by other figures in the power structure.
Xu Zhengyang's phone had already been damaged by the heavy rain and was no longer usable. So, less than a minute after he entered the other room, a call came into his room.
The call was, of course, from Li Ruiqing. His meaning was simple: since the incident had already occurred, and Gong Xinhao was already under control at the hospital, there was no way anything unexpected would happen. Even if the police had people arranged by Wan Xianzhuo, they wouldn't kill Gong Xinhao.
Therefore, Li Ruiqing hoped that Xu Zhengyang could calmly accept the police investigation, but he could guarantee that after tonight, Xu Zhengyang would be taken to Beijing the next day.
After listening to Li Ruiqing's words, Xu Zhengyang thought for a moment and asked, "You didn't ask Li Changwu to hand me over to the police, did you?"
"Of course I won't say that, but the police will definitely search you."
"That's good." Xu Zhengyang nodded and said, "I won't let them take me away."
“Zhengyang…” Li Ruiqing didn’t know what to say. He was somewhat afraid, so he didn’t dare to mention anything about the greater good to comfort Xu Zhengyang.
Xu Zhengyang said, "The sky won't fall."
After hanging up, Xu Zhengyang took a deep breath, walked out of the house, and asked someone to find him two more sets of clothes and socks, as well as a pair of leather shoes that were a size too big.
He then went into the bathroom and, ignoring his injured foot, began showering to wash away the grime...
Volume Six, Chapter 298: It's Time to Return to the Capital
Soon, more than a dozen armed special police officers rushed to the 35th floor where Xu Zhengyang and his group were located. The corridor was filled with the chaotic but hurried sound of military boots pounding on the floor.
The special police officers broke into the room where Xu Zhengyang had been hiding almost without any hesitation or choice.
The room was completely empty!
Even the two corpses that had been brutally killed earlier were nowhere to be found. The carpet had just been rolled up, and the damp marks from wiping the floor had not yet dried.
The bedroom and bathroom were both broken into and searched, and even the wardrobes and beds were opened and searched in a very rough manner.
The special police officers then began searching every room on the 35th floor. In one of the rooms, they finally found something: a young man with six fractures in his limbs was lying on the bed. Although he had received some hasty and simple first aid and fixation, it was clear that in the chaos, these basic first aid measures had not been completed. In the bathroom of the same room, they also found two bodies whose heads appeared to have been smashed by a heavy hammer.
The search has not stopped.
More and more police officers rushed up to the 35th floor, and all the exits in the corridor were blocked by heavily armed police.
When the SWAT officers stormed into Xu Zhengyang's room, he was taking a shower. The bathroom door was kicked open, and two masked SWAT officers armed with guns rushed in, pointing their guns at Xu Zhengyang, who was drying himself after showering. Xu Zhengyang didn't even raise his head, nor did he stop what he was doing. He used both hands to slowly peel off the gauze wrapped around his foot, revealing the red, blood-stained flesh underneath. Then he unwrapped the soaking wet gauze and threw it into the wastebasket next to him.
The two SWAT officers paused for a moment when they kicked open the bathroom door, then went inside, looked around, and came out with their guns.
As Xu Zhengyang had predicted, no other police officers would come to the bathroom to check if anyone was there.
The police left the room and began searching the other rooms one by one...
During the operation, the police took away several hotel staff members, including the hotel's general manager, Li Changwu, who was also taken away for investigation. The seriously injured assassin was taken to the hospital by the police. He ignored the police's questions about the origin of the two corpses and instead appeared dazed, as if he had suffered a mental breakdown due to some kind of shock.
In fact, Xu Zhengyang didn't care whether he said anything to the police or not.
The 35th floor was completely sealed off by the police, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.
Xu Zhengyang lay neatly dressed on the bed in his bedroom, resting with his eyes half-closed. Several armed police officers stood in the hallway outside. At this moment, who would bother to come into this room to see who might be there?
Of course, it wasn't just the 35th floor; all the exits of the entire hotel building had been sealed off by the police. If there were no leaks, the suspect who killed several people at the Mei Ya Apartments was in the Longgang Hotel, and he was injured and unable to escape.
As for where he is hiding, that requires a thorough search by the police.
But who would have thought that Xu Zhengyang was resting soundly in the very room they had just carefully inspected?
Xu Zhengyang felt fortunate; at least he didn't have to drag his exhausted body into the pouring rain to escape the police pursuit. This also prevented a shootout between the police. If that had happened, given his current mental exhaustion, Wang Yonggan and Guo Li would likely have been riddled with bullets and their souls scattered during the enchanted fight.
Ultimately, Xu Zhengyang dared not completely believe Li Ruiqing's words. The so-called involvement of various forces and the fact that the Wan family and the Minggang police would not do anything drastic were all nonsense.
Isn't this commotion big enough?
What he needs most right now is a good rest; he is exhausted both physically and mentally.
Whose fault is it that things have come to this?
Xu Zhengyang hated nothing more than those damned heavenly laws and regulations. Why did they have to promote him at this time? Otherwise, if a City God's Mansion had been established in Minggang, everything would have been much smoother. There wouldn't be so many troubles. Sigh…
...
Ming Kong Police Station.
Strictly speaking, what Li Changwu underwent should not be called an interrogation, but rather a conversation.
After all, his identity is what it is, even though he's currently under the jurisdiction of not only the Ming Kong Police Station but also personnel from the Ministry of Public Security and the State Security Bureau of the mainland. There's a certain degree of caution regarding Li Changwu's background. Besides, Li Changwu isn't a criminal suspect now.
At this moment, Li Changwu was quite annoyed, yet helpless and somewhat puzzled.
What annoyed him was that he knew Wan Xianzhuo had informants around him; otherwise, the police wouldn't have surrounded the Longgang Hotel and, after obtaining his permission, gone straight to the 35th floor to search. What was both frustrating and somewhat laughable was that it seemed no one was easy to deal with. He also had people on Wan Xianzhuo's side, and even Gong Jia's side had his own people monitoring him.
The question is, where did Xu Zhengyang hide? He must not have been caught by the police, otherwise the police and the Ministry of Public Security wouldn't be asking me about Xu Zhengyang's whereabouts.
Also, how did he get to the rooftop?
Through the bright glass window, Li Changwu saw Wan Xianzhuo walking past accompanied by two policemen. He was dressed in a suit and had a calm expression.
"He must be feeling even worse than I am right now," Li Changwu thought with a smile.
...
Minggang Gongxi District, Wantou Port.
Several bright headlights pierced through the dark night and dense rain as three black sedans sped to a stop beside a platform on the coast.
Then several burly men got out of the car, opened their umbrellas in front of the middle car, and opened the car door.
Gong Jia, his wife, and their two children got out of the car.
A white luxury speedboat was moored in the sea below the concrete platform. Dense raindrops splashed on the surface, creating a ceaseless, rushing sound. The dark sea rippled gently, greedily absorbing the moisture and abundance of the rain. A gust of wind swept in, and the sea surged, crashing against the solid shore with a loud roar, sending spray flying before quickly receding.
Gong Jia turned to look behind him. The dense rain and darkness of the night obscured the distant, colorful lights, and he sighed helplessly. Then he walked towards the speedboat. His wife and child, supported by several of his men, also boarded the speedboat.
Soon, the engine started, and the propeller spun at high speed, kicking up white splashes of water under the lights.
Just then, the sound of urgent police sirens came from afar on the shore, and beams of headlights shone in this direction as more than a dozen police cars sped over.
The speedboat roared as it sped into the dark sea.
However, suddenly, more than a dozen bright beams of light appeared on the previously pitch-black sea, illuminating the small area as if it were daytime. The dense rain reflected the bright, dazzling light, like a silver curtain obscuring, or rather, closing in, the speedboat Gong Jia was riding on.
Five patrol boats surrounded them from all sides.
The patrol boat is guarded by border soldiers carrying submachine guns!
Gong Jia lowered his eyelids, let out a long sigh, but his expression didn't show much panic. He simply muttered to himself, "It's over!"
Regardless of who wins or loses in the capital, Gong Jia knew he was doomed.
...
Outside the operating room on the third floor of Renhe Hospital in Longgang District, more than a dozen police officers stood guard in the corridor.
A stern-faced police chief stood at the far end of the building, answering his phone and nodding slightly, making short, soft "uh-huh" or "okay" responses.
Suddenly, hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the stairwell.
The sheriff, who had just hung up his phone, frowned and looked towards the stairwell, then froze in shock.
Dozens of heavily armed soldiers rushed forward. The leading officer walked directly up to the policemen, said something in a deep voice, and then waved his hand.
Several police officers turned to look at the police chief with a puzzled expression.
The sheriff looked at the stern-faced officer walking towards him, understood, and shook his head with a helpless wry smile. It seemed that he couldn't do anything. It was no wonder.
After exchanging a few words with the officer, the sheriff led his men downstairs.
The operating room light flickered and then went out.
Two doctors emerged from the operating room. They removed their masks, wiping sweat from their foreheads, and nodded slightly, their faces showing relief.
Seeing the operating room filled with heavily armed soldiers, the two doctors were taken aback and felt a chill run down their spines.
An officer stepped forward and calmly asked, "How is the wounded man now?"
One of the doctors quickly said, "The surgery was a success, and the patient is out of danger..."
...
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway, reaching the well-soundproofed hotel room, but it was barely audible.
Xu Zhengyang opened his eyes and checked the time; it was already 4:30 a.m.
He wasn't sleeping; he was just resting, letting his mind and strength gradually recover. It would be a miracle if he could sleep under these circumstances. Furthermore, Wang Yonggan and Guo Li had already reported the information from the police, and Xu Zhengyang was very satisfied and relieved.
After putting on his shoes, Xu Zhengyang walked to the window and drew back the curtains.