Chapter Fifty-One: Stormy Weather

  Song Jianfeng only circled the scene once before leaving to visit his daughter in hospital. The investigation of the scene was handed over to the second division of the provincial public security department, which took various photos and collected evidence. All the big shots from Jiangsu Province's criminal investigation bureau were present today, as well as traffic police experts. With a glance, they could tell what had happened and reconstruct the scene with 80-90% accuracy.

  Song Shuang and the others were sent to the Medical University Hospital, where they had already received notification to clear out the emergency room for bandaging treatment. Qianqian's forehead was bruised with a mouthful of blood, Ling Zijie suffered multiple soft tissue bruises, and Song Shuang also had several bruises on her body, but none were serious.

  Zhu Hua Biao and Song Jian Feng's car arrived at the hospital one after another, they both came with a simple vehicle and did not disturb the people. When they arrived at the observation room, Song Jian Feng finally showed his fatherly love, stroking his daughter's hair and saying: "Shuang Er, it's okay now, Dad is here."

  "Dad, I almost didn't get to see you." Song Shuang burst into tears on her father's shoulder.

  On the other side, Qianqian was also crying loudly in Zhu Hua's arms, and the two girls cried even louder than each other.

  Ling Zijie didn't know where to cry, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Shen Hongyi: "Officer, I've taken pictures of the whole process, it must be useful for your investigation."

  "Bring it over and let me take a look." Song Jianfeng beckoned with his hand, took the phone and opened the video. The screen's angle was skewed, showing a black off-road vehicle and a white two-box Ford Mondeo parked not far away. Several people were holding weapons and fighting, their movements swift and fierce, unlike an ordinary street brawl.

  Song Shuang and Qiangqiang both leaned over to watch, they had also witnessed the battle just now, at this moment, reliving it again, they felt a lingering fear, Song Shuang's breathing began to quicken, her heart racing, sweating, and palpitations.

  "Shuang Shuang, what's wrong with you, Doctor!" Pingping shouted.

  The emergency doctor rushed over and had Song Shuangping lie down, breathe slowly, and he recovered normally after a while.

  "This is hyperventilation syndrome, a physiological and psychological response caused by extreme anxiety and fear, because breathing too quickly leads to low carbon dioxide levels in the body, which can cause severe hand and foot spasms." The doctor explained to the patient's family.

  "When they were fighting, Shuang'er suddenly fell ill. Fortunately, Liu Handong covered her head with a plastic bag and she was okay." said Qianqian.

  "Liu Handong?" Song Jian furrowed his brow.

  "It's this guy." Ling Zijie pointed at the man in the video, Liu Handong was pulling out a dagger from his shoulder and stabbing it into another guy's abdomen with a ferocious gaze that sent chills down one's spine.

  Song Jianfeng handed his mobile phone to Zhu Huabiao: "Huabiao, check this black Land Rover, I want to see the car within an hour."

  "Zhu Huabiao took a look at the video of the off-road vehicle's license plate, pulled out his phone: 'I'm Zhu Huabiao, have someone investigate a Land Cruiser, black body, license plate Jiang Abq215. Notify all units in the city to catch this car within half an hour!'"

  Chief Zhu gave the order, and all traffic police in the city sprang into action. Five minutes later, the information center called back to say that the license plate number corresponded to a black Land Cruiser registered to a certain engineering unit under the provincial transportation department. However, the vehicle was currently on a business trip in Qinghai and could not possibly be present in this city.

  "It must be a fake license plate car, investigate it for me, and get to the bottom of it!" Zhu Huabiao said viciously.

  This time, the daughter and Song Shuang got into trouble together, which was a good opportunity to quickly get close to Song Jianfeng. Zhu Zongdui came over, took out a soft Chinese cigarette: "Damn it, I'm so angry, Song Hall, take one."

  "The hospital is a smoke-free area with no blind spots," said Song Jianfeng, pointing to the no-smoking sign on the wall.

  Zhu Hua awkwardly smiled and put away his cigarette, saying: "Song Ting, the security situation near the river really needs to be cracked down on. A young girl can even get into trouble just by driving a car, the underworld is too rampant."

  Song Jianfeng's heart skipped a beat, perhaps it was like Zhu Huabiao said, his daughter had encountered a ruffian and got into an argument while driving, causing a car accident, and then got out of the car to fight.

  "No, they're here to murder us!" Zhu Qiang corrected his father's view. "As soon as we got on the car, that black car has been following us. That's right, today we came to investigate things at Shuidu Hotel, it must be their doing."

  "Oh, what's up?" Song Jianfeng asked.

  Clumsy mouth and tongue, how can they compare to the international best debater Ling Zijie's eloquence? He spoke fluently, using the simplest language to make Song Jianfeng and Zhu Huabiao understand the ins and outs of the matter.

  Song Jianfeng suddenly understood what was going on, his daughter's investigation into the living conditions of fallen women had unintentionally stirred up a hornet's nest. The fat-headed and big-eared whoremonger was at the core of this incident! Neither the Water Hotel nor the leadership of the Wenquan Town Police Station could escape responsibility.

  "Immediately investigate, no matter who is involved, thoroughly investigate and absolutely do not tolerate!" Song Jianfeng said.

  Shen Shu immediately called the Second Department to go to the Shuidu Hotel to make an arrest!

  The Water Hotel has a big background, but this time they got into big trouble. More than ten police cars arrived at the hotel entrance, and more than thirty special police officers wearing black combat uniforms and steel helmets got out, holding miniature assault rifles to clear the way. Then, more than ten armed detectives entered in a line, all wearing black windbreakers with bright yellow lettering that read "Plainclothes Detective".

  The hotel's surveillance room was taken over, and the head of security, the lobby manager, the hotel general manager, and all the hotel's surveillance footage were taken away for investigation. At the same time, the chief and deputy chief of the Wenshui Town Police Station, as well as the instructor, were summoned to a meeting by the municipal bureau and were detained for questioning, and did not return that night.

  The Provincial Transportation Department meeting room, Jiao Shiming finally finished the Party member's advanced conference, walked out of the venue and took out his mobile phone to turn it on. Suddenly, more than a dozen text messages popped up, all sent by Xiao Cao, saying that something had gone wrong and several brothers were injured.

  "Is everything settled?" Jiao Shihong made a phone call, he was slightly uneasy, the person who was going to deal with him had a stronger ability than he had imagined.

  "We didn't find out who they were with, Jiao Ge, Hu Peng was stabbed in the stomach and his intestines are hanging out."

  "Alright, alright, I know. I'll transfer 20,000 yuan to your card later, let's focus on getting treatment first."

  "Thanks, Jiao Ge."

  ……

  Liu Handong's shoulder was bleeding, his left arm couldn't be lifted, the blood on his head flowed down and stuck to his eyes, blocking his vision. He drove the car back and forth with one hand, he couldn't go to the hospital, this kind of injury would cost thousands of yuan in the hospital, it's better to deal with it himself.

  Calculating the time, Ma Ling was still on duty, so he didn't bother her. Liu Handong drove to No. 108 Tiehua Street and turned off the engine. The courtyard had a mahjong game every day. Four middle-aged women were used to it and weren't surprised. Bao Yumei glanced at him: "Be careful not to make the floor dirty."

  Liu Handong didn't say a word and hastily went upstairs, but the blood still dripped onto the floor.

  Zheng was lying in the house playing with her mobile phone when she saw Liu Handong return covered in blood. She quickly jumped up and looked around, then thought for a moment before taking out a roll of gauze, iodine, cotton balls, and a small box of medical instruments from the drawer and went upstairs.

  Liu Handong went up to the fourth floor, opened the door, rummaged through the drawer with one hand, and pulled out a bottle of purple medicine. He took the basin and poured hot water from the thermos into it.

  "Brother Dong, you sit down and I'll do it." Huo Ying quickly walked in, pressed Liu Handong onto the edge of the bed, unbuttoned his shirt, took a towel to wipe away the bloodstains with water, and saw that the wound on his shoulder blade was very deep and still bleeding nonstop.

  "My god, this knife cut is really deep, it's showing bone." Huo Ying sucked in her breath repeatedly.

  "Nonsense, it's far from the truth." Liu Handong said.

  Huǒ Yǐng washed her hands, picked up the tweezers to clamp the cotton ball soaked in alcohol and wiped the wound. The stimulation of the alcohol made Liú Hàn Dōng shrink back in pain.

  "Are you afraid of pain? I thought you were thick-skinned and impervious to harm." Huo Ying laughed heartlessly.

  "There's still an opening on top." Liu Handong said.

  "I see." Huo Ying took out a pair of scissors and cut off a chunk of Liu Handong's hair, treating the wound. It was clear that this was a blunt trauma injury.

  "Dong Ge, your skull is really hard," Huo Ying said.

  "If I were made of iron, my head would have turned into a watermelon by now." Liu Handong shifted slightly, and the wound on his shoulder blade started bleeding again.

  "I'll help you stitch it up." Huo Ying took out a small iron box.

  Because the wound was on his back, Liu Handong could only ask Huo Ying for help. He took a book and bit it in his mouth: "You sew."

  Huǒ Yǐng took out the needle and thread, threaded the needle, and began to sew up the wound. The needle went in and out of Liu Han Dong's flesh, causing him excruciating pain, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Huǒ Yǐng was extremely focused, almost leaning on top of Liu Han Dong, her tight little back and the pair of jade rabbits on her undershirt nearly visible, the scent of the young girl wafting up, but unfortunately Liu Han Dong was too busy hurting to appreciate it.

  It wasn't long before Huo Ying finally finished sewing and bit off the thread with her mouth, saying: "Done."

  Liu Handong let out a sigh of relief, the book had been bitten by him with deep teeth marks. He turned his head to look at Huo Ying's surgical instruments and couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, you're using sewing needles for clothes to sew up my wound!"

  "What's wrong? I didn't use the needle to sew a quilt, you can laugh now. Since childhood, when my brother got into fights and was injured, I used this needle to stitch him up."

  Liu Handong was speechless.

  Huǒ Yǐng picked up the cigarette box from the table, lit two cigarettes, and stuffed one into Liú Hán Dōng's mouth. Exhaling smoke, he said: "Dong Ge, who stabbed you?"

  Liu Handong said gloomily: "I don't know either. I saw people fighting on the road and I just joined in."

  Huǒ Yǐng burst out laughing: "You like fighting more than my brother does. You even help strangers."

  Liu Handong said: "We can be considered acquaintances, but we're not friends. They even bullied me and made my three-wheeled motorcycle disappear."

  "You should help others beat them up instead."

  Liu Handong said: "I am a person who cannot bear to see the weak being bullied, and a group of old men with knives and guns are dealing with two young girls. I couldn't pretend not to see it."

  Firebird sticks out his thumb: "Dong Ge, awesome, exquisite!"

  Liu Handong tossed over the car keys: "Help me wipe off the blood in the car, it's going to be a pain if it seeps in."

  "Alright." Huo Ying took the car key and went downstairs, using towels, water basins, and even toothbrushes to clean up the bloodstains in Fugang. After a while, she also used a mop to clean the floor of the courtyard.

  "Ba Jie, what's going on with your daughter today? The sun is rising from the west and she's actually cleaning up?" a fellow card player asked in surprise, having known Ba Yuemei for decades, but seeing Huo Ying doing chores for the first time.

  "Maybe you've taken the wrong medicine, North Wind!" The landlady didn't even turn her head, and she slapped out a card.