Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 496: Pursue relentlessly and attack ferociously

On hearing that, Chao Ying was momentarily at a loss for words—Feng Jun’s mouth really was lethal.

It was inevitable for Hu Changqing to become a leading figure among the Yuyuan cadres by emphasizing local attributes, and indeed, that’s exactly what he did.

As an old district, Yuyuan had several retired cadres in the province and the capital, and although most of them had passed away, Hu Changqing had taken care of many of their descendants and inherited a considerable amount of related political legacy.

Among the up-and-coming cadres of Yuyuan, Chao Gang was not even the strongest. From this perspective, Hu Changqing’s support for the younger generation was significant.

However, being a local of Yuyuan, Chao Ying was well aware that although Hu Changqing heavily valued local concepts, he wasn’t the kind to benefit every blade of grass and tree in his hometown—some people’s misfortunes, he would also ignore.

The boss of Lan Shan Lighting bullied the market—could Hu Changqing really be completely unaware? Hardly!

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Truth be told, he was fully aware of what kind of person Liu Er was, which is why he hadn’t favored him exceptionally, but simply allowed the guy to open a small store.

A small shop has little influence, and even if it causes trouble, it can’t harm many people.

Therefore, the things Feng Jun was spouting could actually inflict significant damage on Hu Changqing—don’t even mention being a leading figure of the Yuyuan faction, you’re just a local tyrant causing trouble.

Chao Ying couldn’t help feeling secretly relieved that it was just Feng Jun standing by, leaving the decision to Dou Jiahui.

Dou Jiahui was downstairs seeing someone off and came upstairs after getting the call.

After hearing the general situation, he was also a bit confused, “Behind Lan Shan, is Hu Changqing’s wife?”

Feng Jun didn’t know how extensive Hu Changqing’s power was because he hadn’t spent much time in his hometown after going to college, but Dou Jiahui had been in Chaoyang for years and was very aware of this person’s clout.

Still, he smiled nonchalantly, “I’ve heard that Hu Changqing takes good care of his fellow villagers, right?”

“You don’t need to consider all that,” Feng Jun said with a smile, “President Chao is asking you what you think the ideal handling method would be, just speak your mind!”

“That Liu Er has ruined many people’s business,” Dou Jiahui replied earnestly, “He’s local, that’s not good… Let him pay back what he owes to others, those two storefronts should also be returned to others; I have no demands of him, after all, he hasn’t taken advantage of me.”

Chao Ying looked at him with an odd expression, this demand… really did surprise her.

Then, she tentatively asked, “You’re not related or obligated to those people, why make demands for them?”

“We Dou family folks are just like that,” Dou Jiahui declared resolutely, “We speak up against what we don’t like; what does it matter if they’re not relatives or friends? Where there’s injustice, there’s someone to shovel it, someone to deal with it… Can’t I uphold justice?”

Chao Ying was speechless and only after a while did she nod, “Truly a man of the Dou Family of Chaoyang…”

While they were discussing, the Chaoyang Chengguan Police Station was in a buzz of activity as Director Dou brought back seventeen people and began to interrogate them one by one.

Liu Er had already sent his greetings, but, to put it bluntly, his clout really wasn’t enough—his aunt stepping in would be a different story.

For such a minor matter, he couldn’t involve his own aunt, so he had to ask his father for help.

The old man was Hu Changqing’s uncle by marriage and had some influence, but when the message was relayed, Chief Dou stood his ground—never mind you being Old Hu’s uncle by marriage, even if Hu Changqing himself came, I wouldn’t release the prisoners!

What does it mean for a county official to be less influential than those in actual control? He was the one in actual control. He might face all sorts of repercussions later, but he could disregard everyone with regard to the case in his hands.

Of course, if the county bureau leadership ordered it, he would still have to comply and transfer the case, but that’s the same old saying—offend the Dou Family, and you have to decide whether to risk one person or your entire family.

Moreover, now the top leader in the city was paying attention to this matter, so Hu Changqing’s uncle by marriage really didn’t carry enough weight.

Chaoyang was a small place, a remote mountain area where people were far from as cautious as in big cities. Director Dou had questioned a few sentences and found most of these people were quite stubborn, so he tied them up and threw them out in the sun.

Today was a cloudy day with occasional sunlight, and the sunlight wasn’t very intense, but even then, the thugs were sweating buckets as if they were in a steamer.

No one dared to be tough anymore, only enduring without speaking, waiting for rescue.

“Not talking will do it?” Director Dou sneered maliciously, “Best confess early, save yourself some trouble… If you don’t, it doesn’t matter either, a few less of you scumbags would benefit society.”

A thug shouted at the top of his lungs, “I want my lawyer to come here.”

“Oh my God…” Chief Dou clutched his stomach and squatted on the ground, bursting into laughter, “A lawyer? Come on, first lock him up alone.”

However, alone did not mean solitary—it meant there was another person in there, two people, and both were ‘alone.’

The other detainee was also a notorious tough guy from Chaoyang, the amateur Sanshou champion of Yuyuan, who, after a drinking brawl, injured several people and was likely facing legal consequences soon.

They were all locals, news couldn’t possibly be contained. In fact, this man had no intention of fleeing, the police took it easy on him, and his relationship with the Dou Family was still alright. He had already heard about the bunch that had been brought in.

Therefore, it took less than half an hour after the thug waiting for a lawyer went in before his wails started, “Help, I confess, I’ll tell you everything, someone come, there’s a murder…”

The Sanda champion was ruthless too, beating the gangster until his nose was blue and his face swollen. According to later diagnoses, he suffered multiple fractured phalanges and broken ribs.

However, before being taken to the hospital, Director Dou insisted he confess what had happened first.

Actually, there wasn’t much to say. They were under orders from Liu Er to suppress Dou Jiahui. As for the background of Dou Jiahui, they had no interest in prying; to them, he was just a country bumpkin from Chaoyang.

The thug with the broken leg bone was considered the second-in-command among the gangsters. In fact, this group of ruffians knew quite a few cops, and Captain Zhang was just one of them, though he held the highest position.

Once one person started confessing, others began to speak up as well, but only two more. The rest of the gang generally had more confidence in Liu Er—after all, they knew whose relative he was.

Nevertheless, three testimonies were already more than enough. Chief Dou, holding down the fort at the station, sent two officers to summon Liu Er.

They said it would be a tough mission. “Can we ask Jiahui to help us?”

Old Dou thought for a moment and called his son—not that he was afraid to go himself, but if no one was in charge here and he returned with Liu Er, these hooligans might just be released by someone else.

In his hometown, the influence of a certain retired big boss was truly astonishing.

Dou Jiahui crisply promised to cooperate, “No problem, send your men over, and I’ll make sure to assist.”

Returning to Yuyuan, the two officers joined forces with Feng Jun and others, heading straight to Lan Shan Lighting to find their man, only to be told by the store staff that General Liu hadn’t come to work that day.

Not at work? That was utter nonsense, as there were more than one or two people who had seen Liu Er that day.

The two officers exchanged looks, “Do we force our way in, or should we just leave a summons?”

“No need,” Feng Jun spoke bluntly, “Liu Er isn’t here; leaving it would be pointless.”

After “asking around with nearby folks,” he was certain that Liu Er indeed wasn’t at Lan Shan Lighting. Forcing their way in would just give the other side an excuse to make things difficult.

Upon hearing this, the officers were also a bit surprised. “Really, just that brave?”

Liu Er was precisely just that brave, or rather, cowardly. Once he realized what kind of person he’d provoked, he promptly left the shop. He didn’t believe he was a coward, but rather, he considered himself too precious to gamble his life with a few nobodies.

Dou Jiahui’s offer had reached him too, but he didn’t take it seriously and scoffed—What are you going to do about it if I simply ignore you?

To be honest, if the other party had asked for a bit of compensation, he might have agreed. After all, it’s not a bad thing to make amends after a fight, and it wouldn’t be shameful for him to reimburse Chaoyang’s Dou Family.

But asking him to compensate the shopkeepers he had previously bullied? He sneered—If you make such a request, you’re the fool, and if I agree to it, then I’m the fool.

Liu Er believed he hadn’t offended his opponent to death. So what if I was the mastermind? It’s not like I succeeded, right? Now that I know how formidable you are, it’s best if we just keep to our own waters.

Although the Dou Family was known for their explosive retaliation, in reality, who would commit murder if the hatred didn’t run deep?

In any case, Liu Er took off, too ashamed to seek help from his aunt, and decided to hide at home.

He owned an apartment in Yuyuan’s most luxurious Jinxiu Residential Community.

But what outsiders didn’t know was that he had another apartment within the same community, one that happened to have a view of his own home—helpless as he was, his second wife was a young and beautiful woman who hadn’t been very chaste before marriage, and he couldn’t help but worry.

So he hid away in this apartment, chatting and drinking tea with a few of his underlings.

Suddenly, one of the underlings spoke up, “Hey, Er-ge, look quick, the cops are about to enter your building.”

“Damn it,” Liu Er cursed under his breath as he went to the window. After a bitter look, he growled, “Damn Dou, you chased me all the way here?”

He wasn’t surprised that the police had found him—his hideout wasn’t particularly secret and there were too many people who disliked him.

Downstairs, two policemen were gesticulating and talking with two property security guards, likely asking them to open the building’s door.

The security guards initially refused, but the policemen produced a document and then threatened to kick in the unit door.

With a cold smile, Liu Er thought, “Go ahead and kick. I’ll be settling all these accounts sooner or later.”

The disgruntled guards picked up their walkie-talkies to relay something, and just then, a young man looking at his mobile phone raised his head and flashed a toothy grin in Liu Er’s direction.

“Damn it, is it him?” Liu Er’s mouth twitched with recognition at the sight of the handsome young man—rumored to be Dou’s best friend, very wealthy and… quite a good fighter.

But what did his smile in this direction mean?

In the next moment, the young man pointed at Liu Er’s unit door and said something to the policemen, who looked up suspiciously.

“Damn it, let’s get out of here!” Sensing trouble, Liu Er’s instincts screamed at him to escape, “Use the back door!”