Chapter 806: 802 Conspiracy
Chapter 806 of "Invincible Young Master in the City" opens revealing the plot: Chapter 806: Chapter 802 ConspiracyThe night has fallen, and the streetlights illuminate the county town... Discover what happens!
Chapter 806: Chapter 802 Conspiracy
The night has fallen, and the streetlights illuminate the county town streets. People coming off work scurry back and forth. Those with some free time either call on friends or relatives, forming groups of three or five to flock to restaurants of all sizes.
The Mingde Hotpot Restaurant is already filled to capacity. Several waves of people approach the counter, asking when tables will become available, and the female owner can only offer accompanied smiles and apologies.
In the pot, the bright red chili oil is bubbling, giving off steaming heat. The diners, sweating profusely, frequently call the waiter to add more water or dishes, while the busy waiters dart around inside and out, occasionally bumping into customers and quickly apologizing, âSorry, sorry.â
âNo worries.â The guest smiles. He is a middle-aged man around forty, with a crew cut and a square face, looking clean and efficient. He approaches the counter and asks, âMs. Li, business is good, is there any seat left?â
The female owner lifts her head, flashing a charming smile, âOh, Officer Fan, why are you just arriving! The private room is reserved for you, room 6 on the second floor, your usual spot.â
The man nods and turns to head upstairs.
At the counter, a young man in his twenties whoâs been waiting for a while slaps the table, speaking with a sharp tone, âLady Boss, didnât you just say there were no empty tables?!â
The chubby guy beside him tugs him aside, âDonât make a scene, that guy was the chief of the criminal investigation division, we canât afford to offend him!â
In the second-floor private room, Fan Feipeng sits down and orders dishes for two. The waiter brings the pot, lights the fire, and soon the chili oil inside starts to boil.
Just then, the door to the room is pushed open, and Wang Xianzhong rushes in, plopping down into a chair, âOfficer Fan, whatâs up, any developments?â
Fan Feipeng takes out his phone and hands it over. Wang Xianzhong takes it and sees the backs of a man and a woman. Confused, he looks up, and Fan Feipeng says, âScroll forward.â
Wang Xianzhong flicks his fingers across the screen a couple of times; theyâre a few hasty pictures, somewhat blurry and poorly angled, but you can still recognize the people in them.
Itâs Ye Fan and Mo Xiaoyan.
âFinally caught some dirt!â Wang Xianzhong grins smugly, âIâll report this right away!â
âWhat an absolute idiot!â Fan Feipeng thought to himself, though he said aloud, âBrother Wang, donât rush. Sit down; letâs talk it over while we eat.â
About ten minutes later, Wang Xianzhong puts down his chopsticks, frowning slightly, and says a bit dejectedly, âGiven what happened this afternoon, these photos of Ye Fan with Mo Xiaoyan probably donât amount to much.â
Fan Feipeng takes a sip of beer, nodding, âEven so, on the other hand, they left the office together and then walked along the river for nearly half an hour. Their relationship is certainly not ordinary. Judging from this, our direction isnât wrong!â
Wang Xianzhong clasps his fists together, his thumbs hooking, with a perverted grin, âA relationship like that?â
âI wouldnât know that,â Fan Feipeng said, âSince our direction isnât wrong, my guys wonât return empty-handed.â
The two raised their glasses for a toast.
âYou know Wang Qiang, right?â Fan Feipeng suddenly asked.
Wang Xianzhong nodded, âWhy?â
Fan Feipeng squinted his eyes slightly, like an old fox. âThat guy was detained by your security brigade; during tomorrowâs interrogation, donât let him easily open his mouth.â
âHeh heh,â Wang Xianzhong chuckled sinisterly, biting hard into a piece of fish tofu, âI get it, even if we canât trip Ye Fan up, we wonât let him have everything his way.â
After returning from the cosmetics factory, Ye Fan drank the hearty tonic soup made by Wei Ziling, then commenced the Rising Dragon Stance and Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound. Li Zhaojun is now wholly devoted to becoming a celestial, walking further and further. If he doesnât hasten his cultivation, the gap between them will only widen.
Wei Ziling had gotten accustomed to the noise Ye Fan made; she watched some TV, then went back to her bedroom to sleep. The night passed uneventfully.
The next morning, after having a simple breakfast, Ye Fan drove to the police station.
After sitting down in his office, it wasnât long before Xu Xiangli knocked and came in, saying, âLeader, Director Zhao is looking for you.â
Ye Fan nodded, âI know, Iâll head over right away.â
What could it be? Ye Fan wondered as he walked to Zhao Linaâs office. He knocked on the door, and Zhao Linaâs voice was heard from inside, âCome in.â
Ye Fan entered the office, gently closing the door behind him, poured himself a glass of water, and asked with a smile, âLina, what do you need?â
Zhao Lina looked up, asking, âLast night, over at the Mo Yan Groupâs cosmetics factory, what happened?â
âThat matter?â Ye Fan was a bit surprised, why would Zhao Lina suddenly ask this? Could she possibly know something? That couldnât be, Ye Fan thought. Nevertheless, he briefly recounted the events, omitting his relationship with Mo Xiaoyan and the matter of investing in Mo Yan Group.
After listening to Ye Fanâs account, Zhao Lina was silent for a moment, then asked, âWhy would the president of Mo Yan Group call you directly?â
Here it comes! A chill ran through Ye Fanâs heart, but not a trace of emotion showed on his face as he said, âBack in Hua Hai City, I met her, you could say weâre acquaintances.â
Zhao Lina looked at Ye Fan for a moment longer, then smiled slightly and said, âThe Mo Yan Group is crucial for our countyâs economic development. The county executiveâs office gave instructions this morning. Arrange to send two more patrol cars to the planning area. I have things to handle here, so you can go about your duties.â
So thatâs how it is, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, set down the water glass, walked over to Zhao Lina, and massaged her temples. âI naturally know how to handle these things; you donât need to worry. Donât tire yourself out.â
Zhao Lina made a soft acknowledgment, and once Ye Fan left, she rhythmically tapped her fingers on the desktop. After a moment, she opened a drawer, took out a note with âHolding handsâ written on it, and murmured, âAm I overthinking?â
Returning to his office, Ye Fan called in Xu Xiangli, asking, âXiangli, has there been any results from Wang Qiangâs interrogation?â
âUh,â Xu Xiangli was a bit puzzled, thinking it was just an ordinary âterritorial dispute,â so what result should there be? She asked curiously, âWhat do you mean by âresultsâ, Leader?â
âSomeoneâs pulling the strings behind Wang Qiang.â
Ye Fan smiled slightly, âThink about it: if Wang Qiang really wanted this business, why didnât he go to Mo Yan Group in the first place? Why wait till this crucial moment? Also, I checked yesterday, thereâs a construction project not far from the cosmetics factory. When Wang Qiang caused trouble, those workers didnât come to help, clearly not in cahoots with Wang Qiang. Why did Wang Qiang specifically target the cosmetics factory?â
âMaybe itâs just coincidence?â Xu Xiangli said.
Ye Fan shook his head, âWhen several coincidences pile up, itâs no longer a coincidence. Thereâs someone targeting Mo Yan Group behind all this.â