Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 628 - Cold Blooded
Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Cold Blooded
Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Cold Blooded
Facing the fiery enthusiasm of Yang Yuxin, Feng Jun felt a tad distracted.
Then… inevitably, his body began to react.
There was nothing shameful about it; after all, he was a twenty-something young man and it had been several days since he left Luohua Manor.
To Feng Jun, Director Yang was a bit older, already in her forties, even though she still had charm.
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But when that slightly plump body was pressed tightly against him, entangling him, he found it hard to resist.
In fact, Director Yang had maintained herself quite well; her face bore few traces of hardship.
In Luohua Manor, people said that Director Yang and Gu Jiahui looked so similar despite being mother and daughter that they seemed more like sisters.
Xiao Hui was beautiful with youth and brightness, whereas Yang Yuxin, besides a mature charm, also possessed a touch of noble grace that was more likely to arouse a man’s desire to conquer.
However, Feng Jun prided himself on being a man of principles, with a bottom line. He struggled to free himself from her lips and tongue, “Director Yang, there are people outside.”
“Who cares about them,” with heated passion, Director Yang hardly had the mind to consider much, “What can they say?”
Her burning lips pursued his, and her cool tongue flicked like a serpent, grazing his cheeks repeatedly.
Just then, a light cough sounded outside the door, Xiao Tian spoke out loudly through the door, “Director Yang, the vehicle involved in the accident has been found!”
After these past few days, she had come to understand that Feng Jun was the dominant one in this man-woman duo, but she had no choice, her instructions were to report to Director Yang, so she had to address it that way.
In fact, deep down, she would have preferred to report these matters to Feng Jun.
She had also noticed that this pair hadn’t crossed the boundaries of friendship, but today might be an exception—Director Yang seemed quite frightened.
Xiao Tian was haunted by this; she had been deeply impressed by Feng Jun’s action of taking a bullet, just like that female student from Emei Martial School; she felt if she could meet a man like that in her lifetime, she would be willing to die the next moment with no regrets.
Therefore, she was quite willing to disturb their quiet, even if it seemed to be out of necessity—the woman entwining with you should be me, not some old lady past her prime!
“Mmm, hm,” Feng Jun hummed twice, his hands slowly exerting force, prying her body away a little.
Very gently but with an irresistible force.
Then he took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice, “We’re still pursuing a murderer, the matter at hand is urgent… be good, don’t make a fuss!”
Yang Yuxin’s arms were still wrapped tightly around him, and it took a long time before she let go, but she still clung desperately to his right arm.
Feng Jun, helpless, could only lead her out of the room with him.
Seeing Director Yang, who carried an air of elegance, nestling against him like a dependent bird, and then noticing the bullet hole in his shirt, Xiao Tian’s expression was a bit odd. She took a deep breath, “Near the fitness park, the suspect’s abandoned vehicle has been found.”
“It’s not just any suspect,” Yang Yuxin interjected loudly, her emotions quite agitated, “That is the murderer, the murderer!”
“Alright, it’s just a term, the crime hasn’t been proven yet, has it?” Feng Jun extended his left hand, gently patted her shoulder to signal her to be calm, then looked at Xiao Tian, “Have any clues been found?”
Xiao Tian hesitated for a moment, then spoke again, “A gun left behind has been found, as well as a suspected silenced gunman…”
The gun found at the scene was the very one that had hit Feng Jun; not a locally made firearm, but the well-known Glock 17 pistol.
There was also a body, with a comminuted left shoulder fracture and a bullet hole right in the forehead.
According to the police analysis, there were originally two people in the car, and the one in the passenger seat was the person who shot at Feng Jun.
While fleeing, the stone thrown by Feng Jun not only smashed the rear window of the car, it also hit the left shoulder of the perpetrator; the person should have been looking back at that moment and the driver turning the wheel resulted in the left shoulder being struck by the stone.
The strength of Feng Jun’s throw had surprised the police officers who arrived on the scene, not only breaking the escaping vehicle’s window but also causing comminuted fractures to the person’s shoulder—was this something a human could do?
Let alone the fact that the person who acted was already hit by a bullet—even if he was wearing a bulletproof vest, there should have been some discomfort, right?
But there were also comments that, in moments of crisis, it’s very easy to unleash one’s potential, and being with Director Yang, could he be just an ordinary person?
Let’s leave the topic there; the police roughly analyzed and believed the two suspects had intended to abandon the car and flee on foot, but the injured gunman was clearly a liability, and so was killed by the driver.
The gun used by the driver was likely the Glock pistol left at the scene, but whether or not that was the case still needed confirmation.
The deceased suspect was short and had distinctly Nanyue people features, around the age of forty or more, with calloused fingertips, likely an ex-military personnel, and had no items on him that could prove his identity.
The car was fitted with a fake license plate, and the police, by checking the engine’s chassis number, found out that the car had been traded in the second-hand market last year. The person who had bought the car had only driven it for half a year and then left it parked in the dormitory courtyard, unused.
When the car owner received the call from the police, he was quite confounded, “I’m doing construction work in Yangcheng, and I haven’t gone back for two months. What, my car is at the fitness park? That’s impossible, I’m the only one with the car keys… Our community belongs to a state-owned enterprise, and there’s even security.”
The police generally analyzed that the two suspects first stole a car, then swapped the fake license plate to commit their crimes, a very professional tactic.
In fact, the suspects were not just professional but also extremely cold-blooded and cruel. When the driver realized his accomplice’s injury might reveal their presence, he decisively killed his accomplice and fled.
Not to mention the kind of firearms they used—a Glock 17, which is common international merchandise used by the military and police in no less than fifty or sixty countries, with close to a hundred countries circulating it. But in Huaxia… it’s among the countries with the strictest gun control in the world!
Cases involving self-made firearms always hit a raw nerve with the police. Guns like the Five-Four and Six-Four can single-handedly mobilize half of the city’s police force.
And now, this gun that had made its way into the country from abroad clearly delineated the severity of the incident, requiring no explanation whatsoever.
If it weren’t for having the powerful Yang Yuxin covering for him, Feng Jun would have long been taken for an interrogation over tea, meticulously questioned about grievances even from his ancestors and forced to tell all.
Having backers really does make a difference, doesn’t it?
Feng Jun, in Zhengyang, had also dealt with the police numerous times and often needed someone to bail him out. Sister Hong alone had rescued him twice.
This moment, he profoundly appreciated the advantages that power brought.
However, some questions were inevitable. Xiao Tian blinked and said, “What we are puzzled about is, the object you used to attack the car was actually a piece of Mutton Fat White Jade?”
“I just grabbed whatever was handy and threw it,” Feng Jun replied indifferently. “Even if I was holding a diamond at that time, I would have thrown it.”
Xiao Tian was momentarily speechless. She really couldn’t understand the world of the wealthy. That piece of Mutton Fat White Jade, at least six or seven centimeters in diameter and worth at least several hundred thousand, was thrown by you just like that!
Thrown aside, the jade even broke, and hundreds of thousands were just gone like that…
Of course, as a wealthy man who arbitrarily does as he pleases, she couldn’t really say anything. As long as she could provide an answer to her colleagues, that was all that mattered. Still, she was a bit curious, “I just want to ask, did you carry this object on you?”
Feng Jun reached into his pocket with his left hand and pulled out a pristine Stone Ball, smiling as he said, “The two balls were originally a pair; I would twirl them around when I had nothing to do, to exercise the flexibility of my palm.”
Xiao Tian was taken aback for a while before asking, “Could we borrow this ball for the police to examine?”
“Sure,” Feng Jun casually placed the Stone Ball on the liquor cabinet. “I just got my hands on this pair of Stone Balls and haven’t really twiddled with them much, so there might not be any signs of use.”
In reality, he had never played with this pair of Stone Balls; he had taken them out from a Storage Bag.
In his Storage Bag, there were more than a dozen pairs of such Stone Balls, all collected from the mobile phone dimension. Some were stored in boxes, some without packaging, kept on hand for any unexpected needs—and anyway, they were cheap.
However, Xiao Tian would not care whether Feng Jun used this pair of Stone Balls for exercise; she just wanted to take this Stone Ball for testing its weight, density, and such, a necessary step in the investigative process.
She put the Stone Ball into a plastic bag and placed it in a small bag, then looked at Feng Jun, hesitating before speaking, “President Feng, your clothes… I need them as evidence, please take them off.”
Feng Jun thought for a moment, removed his jacket and shirt, revealing a lean but well-built torso. Fortunately, he still wore a pale yellow “vest” on his body, which was better than being completely “topless.”
Xiao Tian looked at the yellow vest and remained silent, her thoughts unclear.
Feng didn’t bother explaining and glanced at Yang Yuxin—it’s in your hands now.
Director Yang wrapped her arm around Feng’s left arm, resting her head on his left shoulder, and spoke softly, “The clothes with bullet holes are evidence, his bulletproof vest… you can leave that out.”
Xiao Tian hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently before speaking up again, “Tonight… I’m going to stay here.”
Director Yang did not respond, just looked at her indifferently.
“Great,” Feng Jun nodded and smiled, “Xiao Tian, you have to protect Director Yang well, and remember to keep her updated on the latest progress of the case.”
His last sentence was clearly an excessive request; given the magnitude of the case, Yang Yuxin, as a person directly involved, should have recused herself.
But as always, high status comes with privileges, doesn’t it?
However, Director Yang didn’t seem too pleased; she gave Xiao Tian a somewhat resentful look.
