District 9

Inside the light rail train.

The two police officers grabbed the third young master without any explanation and took him directly to the door of the car.

In the aisle of carriages No. 1 and 2, two underworld police officers saw the other person trying to leave and immediately followed him.

"Hooraa!"

The remaining three Fengbei police officers stopped him directly.

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing to do," the black street police officer frowned and responded, "We want to get out of the car."

"What do you mean you keep following me?" the other party asked with a very cold attitude.

"Who is following you? Get up, I want to get off."

"I tell you again, don't follow me anymore."

"That's really interesting. Do I need to report to you where I am going?"

"...Don't push me, do you hear me?"

"Are you still taking action?"

"...!"

After the police officers from both sides confronted each other, there was an argument at first, and then there was physical tearing, but they both maintained restraint and did not actually beat them.

Just as everyone was arguing, the train entered the station, and the two police officers at the door got off the train with the third young master. The police officers on the dark street wanted to chase him, but were directly held back by the other three people and were unable to rush forward for a while.

Inside the Changji platform, a large number of tourists rushed to the exit. The crowds were so crowded that they formed a dense sea. The police officer led by Feng Bei walked quickly through the crowd, took out his coat from the small bag, and put it directly on the third young master.

"What on earth do you mean? What do you mean?" The third young master had completely sensed that something was wrong, and asked the police officer in an excited tone.

"Stop talking nonsense and follow us." The leading police officer grabbed the third young master's arm and quickly walked up the steps.

In the light rail train, not long after the police officers from both sides were fighting, the staff and police officers in the train rushed over and separated the two sides. Immediately, the brothers on the Black Street side rushed off the train, turned around and looked around, but all they saw were passengers walking in a hurry.

"Damn it!" the police officer cursed and immediately dialed Lao Mao's phone number.

…

About five minutes later, outside the station.

The leading police officer directly opened the handcuffs of the third young master and said to him expressionlessly: "See the bus terminal sign in front of you? Turn left from there and walk thirty meters. You will see an off-road vehicle. The driver will Took you out."

"What on earth does this mean?! Who asked you to come, my dad? Where is the other guy? I want to call him." The third young master asked excitedly.

The leading police officer frowned at the third young master and said briefly: "He is in Fengbei. If you leave the area, he will call you. Don't ask now and leave quickly."

"You didn't lie?"

"He asked for a lot of help in order to let you go. Stop fucking with him!" the police officer yelled.

After hesitating for a moment, the third young master put on the clothes the police officer gave him, put on his scarf, put his hands in his pockets, and hurried to the passenger terminal sign at a very fast pace.

After watching the third young master leave, the two police officers deliberately walked in the direction where there was surveillance video.

Two minutes later, the Changji Station Security Station received a call from Songjiang. Immediately, more than a dozen police officers rushed out and began to search for the Third Young Master and others.

…

The third young master crossed two roads, turned to the left in a hurry, and saw an off-road vehicle parked not far ahead.

"Didi!"

The car horn blared urgently, and the third young master hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to meet him, stretched out his hand to open the door, and looked inside the car.

Xiaoyao sat in the driver's seat, waved his hand and shouted to him: "Get in the car."

When the third young master saw Xiao Yao, he was startled, then bent down and got into the car, closing the door.

"Weng!"

Xiaoyao drove away.

…

The car was driving at a high speed, and the third young master turned to look at Xiaoyao: "Did my dad arrange it?"

"Yes, your dad found a friend from the General Administration." Xiaoyao nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Third Young Master asked.

"He's afraid you won't leave."

"If I can leave, then why don't I leave?" Third Young Master asked.

Xiaoyao was a little flustered by the question and didn't answer for a while.

"Give me the phone," the third young master stretched out his palm: "I'll call my dad."

"He's waiting to go out. He's with his friends right now, so it's not convenient to pick him up." Xiao Yao refused.

"Give me the phone."

"I told you, it's not convenient for him right now." Xiao Yao repeated with a frown.

"cnm!"

The third young master suddenly became furious. He turned around and tried to rip through Xiaoyao's clothes pockets.

"Snapped!"

Xiaoyao grabbed the third young master's wrist with one hand and shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Where's my dad?!" The third young master shouted with a cry: "Give me the phone."

"Get out, get out, I'll ask you to call him right away."

"You're still fucking lying to me!" The third young master shouted with his eyes wide open: "Am I a fool? At this moment, I come out, can he still be in Fengbei?!"

"Listen to me...things are not what you think..."

"Stop fucking talking, I'm going to call him."

"What's the point of fighting?! Before you got off the bus at Changji, he was already on his way back to Songjiang." Xiaoyao also shed tears at this moment: "...It's too late, he went back, do you understand?!"

Although the Third Young Master had already had this premonition in his heart, he was still confused for a moment after hearing Xiao Yao's words.

Xiaoyao didn't betray him, everything was ordered by Lao Xu. Lao Xu never thought that he could run out of Songjiang on his own. Ever since he was wanted, Lao Xu had been thinking of a way out for him.

Why didn't Lao Xu come back from Fengbei before? That's just to wait for a result. If Xiao San can't clean up the mess by himself, he will stand up...

Xiaosan looked at the windshield blankly, and suddenly thought of the conversation that Old Xu had with him by the river that day. He once said that the worst outcome would be to stand up and give an explanation to the people.

The father, who was nearly sixty years old, might have foreseen the defeat at that time, so he went to Fengbei to finish the work. But that's not trying to create a glimmer of hope, but planning the future for Xiao San.

…

On the light rail train.

Lao Xu held the phone and said in a calm tone: "...After the mistress goes out, I will give you a satisfactory answer. Songjiang has many speculative companies using my name. If the pigs are fattened, you can kill them." Yes. I made the people pay high taxes for two more months, but I will return Songjiang's illegal income of no less than 40 million. After serving as an official, I have a clear conscience."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent.

"...We still need to build the airport and pharmaceutical factory. They are good projects that are beneficial to the development of Songjiang." Old Xu sighed: "That's it!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone. Lao Xu turned to look outside the train and closed his eyes tiredly.

…

On the car.

The third young master shed tears silently and murmured softly: "... I'm sorry, dad... I failed to live up to your expectations..."

…

at the same time.

Qin Yu received a call from Wu Di: "How is it?"

"The news is out, Lao Xu has returned and surrendered, and the ICAC people are already waiting for him at the station." Wu Di sighed: "The mistress is not our fault, there is a game at the top... Lao Xu replaced him with himself."