Special Forces Medic-Chapter 614 - 576: What Did You Do?
Director Zhao paused, unable to voice his thoughts, glanced at the embarrassed owner, then heavily sighed and sat down on a nearby round sofa.
"Please bring us another sofa, boss. I’m not accustomed to eating on the bed," Xiao Lin turned to request the guesthouse owner. "Also, we really don’t need guardians at the door, thank you."
The words sounded polite but carried a warning. The guesthouse owner didn’t dare to express any discontent, as he was always caught red-handed without a chance to argue. He glanced at Director Zhao, said nothing more, and left. Hua Qingyi closed the door behind him, dragged a high stool to the round table.
The dishes the owner served looked quite plentiful. Perhaps because Dan Qing had spoiled his taste, Xiao Lin now found outside food less delicious than hers. He sat opposite Director Zhao, and opened a beer cap to pour it for him.
"What brings you here so late, Director? There’s no one else around, feel free to speak your mind."
Director Zhao didn’t hold back, downed a glass of beer, wiped his mouth, then rested his hands on his knees and sighed heavily. "You don’t need to act in front of me. I know anyone with Young Master Hua isn’t ordinary. Even though we are far from the city center and the news isn’t very fluid, I’ve heard about the recent events. You don’t have to hide them from me."
Xiao Lin saw Director Zhao’s bluntness and didn’t plan to defend himself. He sensed there were more unspoken words, and remained silent, bewildering Director Zhao.
"Did you send someone to capture Xiao Lin?" Unexpectedly, Director Zhao didn’t ramble on but chose the simplest approach, which left Xiao Lin unable to discern his intentions. The meeting seemingly targeted Hua Qingyi, although how much he knew about Xiao Lin’s identity was unclear—there might be suspicion but no certainty.
"Director Zhao seems rather protective of this Xiao Lin. Is there a deeper meaning behind it?" Hua Qingyi cleverly diverted the conversation from Xiao Lin, as he knew he was a better listener.
"Ah, no, just a long-time colleague. His sudden abduction was alarming, that’s all." Director Zhao seemed apprehensive of Young Master Hua, always appearing timid and speaking half-truths in his presence.
"Alarmed?" Hua Qingyi wasn’t bothered if Director Zhao concealed parts of his speech, always able to find a breakthrough or a keyword to disrupt the stalemate. Since the visitor came with purpose, he needn’t pretend; his identity was apparent—any reckless behavior was mere pretense in the eyes of others.
"I have my reasons for capturing Xiao Lin. What’s causing your alarm, Director Zhao, unless you harbor untellable secrets that Xiao Lin stumbled upon?"
Hua Qingyi’s monitoring and capture of Xiao Lin came abruptly, without prior notice. When the Sword’s men stormed the precinct, Director Zhao was unprepared; everything happened within minutes, without him having a chance to intervene.
As the person was led away, nobody informed him of their destination, and he had no means to investigate further. Immediately, he called Wu Shuang, who knew nothing about the event, exacerbating his inner unease.
Xiao Lin was unreliable, which terrified him. Director Zhao pondered, intermittently glancing at Hua Qingyi, uncertain of how to respond. He realized peace couldn’t return to the northern district; this was apparent from the city’s official interference—his good days seemed numbered but he hadn’t expected such a pivotal figure.
Hua Qingyi was the successor of the municipal party secretary Hua Muyun—a widely known fact in Yanjing, already affirmed by the central authorities. Now, this prominent figure sat before him, unseen by him. The young man beside Hua Qingyi might be from the Xiao Family, who orchestrated the downfall of the Poison Dragon Gang, Liger Gang, and the Wang Family—Xiao Lin, a truly fearsome individual.
"Haha!" Xiao Lin chuckled at Director Zhao’s evasive gaze. "Director Zhao looks quite hesitant. As Young Master Hua suggested, are there untellable secrets between you and Xiao Lin? Or do certain trades in the northern district directly involve you?"
Thud! Director Zhao dropped to his knees, unsure whom to kneel before, so he knelt before both of them. His action shocked the two seated, seemingly overly dramatic! Neither moved to help him up; they purely accepted Director Zhao’s kneeling.
"I am guilty!" Xiao Lin glanced at Hua Qingyi, smirking. His attitude was exceptionally direct.
"Director Zhao, you’re scaring me," Hua Qingyi remarked, finding the moment sufficient. He stepped forward, pulling him up. "Get up and speak."
"No, unless you forgive my crimes, I won’t rise." Hua Qingyi raised an eyebrow.
"What did you do?" Since he said so, let him do as he pleases. Kneel if he must; it’s not his knees on the ground.
"I’m Xiao Lin’s director. Normally, I turn a blind eye to his illicit activities, failing to supervise. This place is abjectly poor, and I thought his actions could benefit the precinct’s colleagues, so I ignored them, as long as they weren’t excessive." Director Zhao spoke while lifting his head. "He’s only done minor mischief, hasn’t committed major crimes. Could you be lenient?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
"Whether it’s petty mischief won’t be clear until investigated, but based on my recent understanding, it’s seemingly more complex than you claim." Hua Qingyi crossed his legs and leaned slightly forward. "Director Zhao, resolving Xiao Lin’s matters won’t be easy. You must realize, falling into the Sword’s hands is significant. Without any genuine offenses, they wouldn’t be involved."
Something flickered in Director Zhao’s eyes, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"You recognize this, right?"
He nodded his head.
"Know where I come from? It’s just a short way up your street, where money can buy a large package." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian.com to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
