Chapter 114: I'll Be Watching You (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

  Zhang Shidong!

  The name was like a ghostly shadow floating outside the window at midnight, scaring Chu Chu to stand up directly from the sofa, with a face full of surprise, her body constantly retreating backwards, until she fell into the bedroom door and tumbled into the room.

  "Miss Chu, I'll always be with you, don't worry. By the way, when I'm decorating later, I'll occupy some of the corridor area, don't mind."

  "Zhang Shidong, don't cause trouble here. The matter of Zhang Jun will be investigated by itself..." A middle-aged policewoman stood up, pointing at Zhang Shidong with impatience, meaning "hurry up and get out, or I'll take you away".

  Zhang Shidong had the appearance of being ready to take off with the iron hammer, but unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted it, it slipped out of his hands. The heavy iron hammer weighing over 100 catties flew out along with his hand, scaring the female police officer so much that she let out a sharp cry and quickly dodged onto the sofa to avoid the hammer.

  She dodged it, but the ground didn't. A large crater was smashed out of the earth, and the floorboards were embedded in the ground, exposing the water pipes underneath.

  "Oh, sorry about that, I forgot to mention, I've bought the upstairs and downstairs of your building. If Miss Chuchu doesn't mind, why don't I just tear down all the walls in your house? Then I can use the new tempered glass material from Germany to renovate it for you. All the walls will be smashed, and no matter which room you're in, I'll be able to see you, Miss Chuchu. And if there's any danger next time, I guarantee I'll arrive at the first moment."

  "That old lady, sorry to say, was beating the dog without noticing its owner." Followed by a lowered mutter, which was still audible to everyone in the room: "Even if it's a dog with an owner, I'll beat it anyway. You think I'm some kind of pushover?"

  "Goodbye, Miss Chuchu, you will see me often."

  "I promise, I'll always be watching you."

  She trembled all over her body, crawling on the ground and shrinking under the wardrobe, with fear and panic in her eyes.

  Several police officers also knew that the director's son was not a good person to mess with. A few days ago, the municipal bureau received an anonymous letter accusing Zhang Jun of corruption, saying that the source of his huge assets was unknown. As a result, within two hours, the Municipal Discipline Inspection Commission issued an internal notice, confirming that all the properties owned by Zhang Shidong were traceable and legitimate.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Up up down down left right, just near this apartment, Zhang Shidong wielded a large iron hammer, constantly pounding, each strike shook Chu's heart, she was afraid.

  Chu Chu's fear unexpectedly aroused the sympathy of several police officers at the scene, and under the guidance of a female police officer, they began to believe everything Chu Chu said.

  Rumble!

  The shed above the kitchen collapsed entirely, and that big hammer also fell from the floor slab.

  "Ah!!!!!" Chu Chu's face changed from fear to a hint of revenge, and seeing this scene made her cover her head with both hands and scream, shrinking her body into a ball.

  "Zhang Shidong, don't be too out of line. This is a society ruled by law, not one where you can do whatever you want."

  "Sorry, Miss Chu, I messed up again. Don't worry, I'll make sure to renovate your place properly and no one will be able to burst into your room again. I'm really puzzled, this is such an expensive place, but the construction is not that great. How can someone just barge in while you're sleeping or...ahem...entertaining? Is it because you have a lot of...friends with benefits? Why don't we do this, you name a price and I'll include it in the renovation cost, and I'll even leave a door for...convenience sake."

  After leaving a message, more than 20 sharp-eyed men with ordinary household hammers would occasionally tap on the wall, sitting at the door, staring at Chuchu's door, tapping for a while, and then putting out a large pile of cooked food and white wine to drink. You'd better not look for trouble with them, they're all dressed in tattered clothes, smoking and drinking, talking big.

  Chu Chu left with the police together, the 'decoration worker' in the house didn't move, downstairs, several cars secretly followed Chu Chu...

  ……………

  Zhang Shidong didn't go home and didn't even call his father, he just told his sister to take a few days off to accompany their parents.

  Half an hour later, he appeared at the bus station wearing sportswear and travel shoes with a hat on.

  At this moment, in a teahouse by the lake, Deng Jiutian sat in the best private room with a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the parking lot in front of the teahouse, waiting for Zhang Shidong's arrival. Everyone says that this Brother Dong is a typical hot-headed person, and since he has made such a big deal out of this matter, I'm waiting for him to come.

  In the teahouse, there were some people from the Provincial Public Security Department and the Provincial TV Station. There were also high-end experts invited by Deng Jiutian with high salaries from the south. Moreover, dozens of monitoring devices were temporarily installed. Deng Jiutian was not afraid that Zhang Shidong would come, nor was he afraid that Zhang Shidong would make trouble. He even hoped that Zhang Shidong would make a big scene, so that he could never turn over again in his life.

  Zhang Shidong didn't come, but a public figure did.

  To outsiders, Ai Ai is the popular host of Provincial TV Station, but this identity means nothing in front of Deng Jiutian. What truly allows her to casually throw her bag onto the tea tray without enraging Deng Jiutian is her true identity: the daughter of Secretary Ai, the top leader of the Provincial Party Committee, and a member of the influential Ai family in Beijing.

  "How dare you be even more shameless?" Ai Ai got straight to the point.

  Deng Jiutian was originally smiling, but when he saw Ai Ai's indignant expression, he leaned back, lit a cigarette: "Ai Da, you're in charge. A strong dragon doesn't suppress the local snake head. What identity do you have to stand up for him?"

  "I..." Ai Ai almost blurted out: "Don't think about setting a trap for me to fall into."

  Deng Jiutian said: "Since you have no status, if you look up to me, sit down and drink tea; if you don't, I won't keep you."

  Ai picked up her bag, opened the door and said coldly: "I'm not afraid of rumors or your childish actions. I just came to see if you're qualified to play with him. Don't worry, until a winner is decided, I won't kick you when you're down."

  ……………

  He boarded a small bus heading to the suburbs, the air inside the carriage didn't smell good, the smell of cheap perfume mixed with all kinds of food smells. It was about to be Chinese New Year, there were many people in the city buying things, women shopping for clothes and walking around, old men and women buying New Year's goods, Zhang Shidong's dress was not eye-catching, leaning against the window and sitting down, the middle-aged man next to him was chatting with several friends who came together, no one noticed him.

  Zhang Jun's gun is lost, which is a bigger deal than the style issue. Losing it itself is a big deal. Once the gun goes off, it goes off in another province and hurts someone, leaving a case behind. If the killer cannot be caught within a short period of time, Zhang Jun's police career can be thoroughly ended, and he will leave an indelible stain on his beloved profession.

  Find the gun, wash away grievances, avenge and have a good fight once and for all.

  Forensic investigation has clues to track, Zhang Shidong's single professional field may not be so strong, but it is better in miscellaneous things. Before departure, his mobile phone had video recordings of several ticket gates going to the suburbs at the bus station.

  The reverse reasoning of criminal psychology, if this thing was masterminded by Deng Jiutian behind the scenes, would definitely find an absolutely professional expert to make this gun appear in a foreign province and fire.

  While the mastermind had some preparations for anti-tracking, each item was carefully planned to the extreme. At first, Zhang Shidong gave up his own car, train, and taxi, which were convenient means of transportation, and instead chose to take a suburban bus, thinking it was the most likely way to shake off the pursuers.

  According to a master's psychological analysis, Zhang Shidong only allowed Su Xixi to use hacking techniques to retrieve surveillance footage from the bus station monitoring room from 12:30 to 1:30.

  The sea must first lock a range of needles, Zhang Shidong chose the first return peak period video to view, his detective skills may not be the top, but he is absolutely the most accurate in seeing people, especially in seeing a trained high-handed person, it is easy to distinguish from ordinary people.

  At 12:25, on the small passenger car that runs every 25 minutes to the county town on the edge of the city, a man wearing a worn leather jacket and jeans appeared. At a glance, Zhang Shidong saw from his walking posture that he was a master of combat, and from the tightness of his right arm, it could be seen that he was also a master of firearms.

  In a country where guns are banned, a master of firearms appears. It can be seen that this bodyguard is not someone who can be found domestically in the usual sense.

  Judging by the other party's purpose, Zhang Shidong gave up the possibility of getting off halfway and did not wait for the return of that bus at 6:30 pm to ask the ticket seller. Instead, he bought a ticket for the 3:30 pm bus and went all the way to Qianshutown, a small town on the second-class highway leading to Pingjiang. At the bus station, he inquired that before and after the arrival of the 1:25 bus, there were no long-distance buses heading outwards, only long-distance buses passing through Pingjiang.

  Zhang Shidong bought an ordinary men's shoulder bag at a nearby small shop, withdrew 10,000 yuan from the bank, bought a bottle of mineral water and two bags of bread, a box of cigarettes to fill up the bag, returned to the vicinity of the bus station, and took a Xiali black taxi.

  He drove all the way to a village outside the town, and after a few minutes, with a pack of Chinese cigarettes and some magnetic words, Zhang Shidong knew that this guy was also a slippery character in the black taxi. He directly threw 200 yuan at him: "Drive back and help me investigate, between 2:30 and 3:30 in the afternoon, whether there is a man wearing a black windbreaker, about 1.75 meters tall, taking a taxi, or a man wearing very cheap but new clothes taking a taxi. If you get the information right, I'll give you 500 yuan. Remember, don't try to cheat me."

  It's too easy for Zhang Shidong to tell whether ordinary people are lying or not. Their eyes and body language give him the answer.

  Soon, a dark and rough driver brought back a short and stout man, pointing at him saying: "Brother, he drove him, three o'clock, black leather jacket, over 1.7 meters tall, went to Malongtun."

  "Is it?" Zhang Shidong asked, and the short fat man nodded with a smile all over his face.

  "Get out of here."

  "Big brother, what do you mean? Where's the money we agreed on? Are you looking down on me?" The driver was fed up, and his flattering tone was gone. He spoke coldly and menacingly.

  Zhang Shidong pinched the driver's arm that was blocking him, exerting a slight force: "Is my money so easily earned?"

  "Ah yo, dead fatty, kill him."