Chapter 551 The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows
“Brother Xianjun, a gangster came to report just now, saying that his girlfriend cheated on him, and he was beaten by that guy.”
Seeing Cha Xianjun's figure, a prosecutor hurriedly came over to report.
“You still have the nerve to report this kind of thing?”
Che Xianjun turned his head strangely, “Why don’t you just find a rope and hang yourself?”
The other party smiled bitterly. .
“You don’t need to tell me such a small thing.”
Che Xianjun walked towards the tea room.
Although it sounds indeed tragic, for him, a senior prosecutor in Daegu, such a case is nothing more than a trivial matter.
"Brother Xianjun..."
The prosecutor gave chase.
"Is there anything else?"
Che Xianjun was careless, but the next words of the other party made him stop immediately.
"Based on the gangster's description, we suspect that the person who beat him is probably An Zairong."
Che Xianjun's eyes condensed.
“Are you sure?”
“The profiler has already drawn a portrait, and the gangster has also confirmed that he is 70-80% similar to An Zairong.”
Cha Xianjun's expression instantly became serious. He quickly looked around and lowered his voice: "Where is that little gangster now?"
"I detained him."
" Well done.”
Che Xianjun patted the other party's shoulder and told him: "Don't make any noise about this matter for the time being. An Zairong is a major suspect. You must not leak the news and alert the snake."
"Understood. Che Prosecutor Changmin said the same thing.”
Cha Xianjun’s expression changed.
“He knows?”
“Well, he should be interrogating that gangster now.”
Che Xianjun’s expression gradually changed.
Inquiry Room.
"Yes, that guy looks like this. The painters here are really good!"
A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years.
The villain is different.
After being kicked out, Park Chengcan felt uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to ask for help. After all, he owed money everywhere and it was too late to avoid the debt.
But the bad breath was really unbearable, so he came up with an excellent way.
Ask the police for help.
He deliberately exaggerated, claiming that he was almost murdered by the gangster couple and managed to escape. As expected, he attracted the attention of the police and even the prosecutor was alerted.
Looking at the portrait he was holding, Park Chengcan was resolute, and he was already smiling up at the sky, imagining the pleasure of that bastard going to jail.
"You'd better see clearly. You're not going to bear the consequences of talking nonsense here."
The assistant holding the portrait said seriously.
“At that time, he was holding a knife to kill me, and it was already close to my neck. It was closer than the distance between us now. How could I remember wrongly, it was him!”
“ Dong Dong Dong..."
There was a knock on the door.
Cha Changmin turned his head.
I saw Cha Xianjun walking in with a cup of coffee.
“I heard that traces of An Zairong were found?”
He handed the hot coffee to Che Changmin.
"Thank you."
"You guys, hurry up and arrest the person! Don't let the murderer escape!"
Park Seung-chan urged.
"Be quiet, and if you yell again, stay for a few days."
Cha Xianjun is not angry but is proud of himself.
Park Chengcan immediately stopped and did not dare to say anything anymore.
To ordinary people, the prosecutor is a big shot, let alone a low-level gangster like him.
Cha Xianjun, who shocked the other party with one sentence, continued to ask Cha Changmin: "Prosecutor Cha, what's going on?"
"He found An Zairong at his girlfriend's house."
Succinct words as always.
“Girlfriend?”
Che Xianjun frowned slightly, “An Zairong is not a person who is addicted to women. Could it be a mistake?”
"It looks so similar, how could it be wrong."
The assistant interrupted and put the portrait down.
"There are people who look similar. This matter is not trivial, we must be cautious."
Che Xianjun said solemnly.
After all, there are differences in positions. Che Changmin's assistant obviously complained about this statement, but he did not refute it.
"What's your name?"
Che Xianjun turned his head,
"Park Chengcan."
Park Chengcan said honestly.
"You said the person in the portrait wants to kill you?"
Park Chengcan nodded hurriedly and continued to add insult to injury, "Yes! If I hadn't run so fast, I would have been a corpse by now. ! Mr. Prosecutor, you must seek justice for me!”
When you meet someone worse than yourself, you start to seek “justice”.
“What does your girlfriend do?”
“She works at Lotte Department Store and is a clothing shopping guide.”
Park Seung-chan answers all your questions.
"Clothing shopping guide?"
Cha Xianjun sneered, and then said to Cha Changmin: "Prosecutor Cha, look, it must be a misunderstanding. If he really met An Zairong, How could he run away? And how could An Zairong fall in love with a small shopping guide? "
Indeed.
A person like An Zairong, even a celebrity idol admired by thousands of people, can come and go at the drop of a hat. There is really no reason to be interested in the vulgar fans at the bottom of society.
Cha Xianjun’s analysis is reasonable, but Cha Changmin doesn’t seem to agree.
"A person like An Zairong cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes."
Che Xianjun was about to continue talking when there was a knock on the door.
"Enter."
Che Changmin's face is like a flat lake road.
Che Xianjun turned around and saw someone coming over with a document.
"Prosecutor Che, this is the information you want."
"Thank you for your hard work."
After putting down the information, the staff member left quickly.
Che Changmin, with an incomprehensible calmness on his face, picked up the information and flipped through it silently.
There is not much, just a few pages.
“Take a look.”
A minute or two later, Cha Changmin handed the information to Cha Xianjun.
Che Xianjun took it and browsed it quickly.
“This shopping guide’s father once owed usury, and it happened to be a loan company controlled by An Zairong.”
Che Changmin summarizes it simply.
Che Xianjun opened his mouth and found that it seemed that he could no longer explain it by coincidence.
"Prosecutor, I really didn't lie. Go and arrest the person as soon as possible. If it's too late, I'm afraid he'll run away."
Park Chengcan said cautiously.
He didn't know what the name An Zairong meant. He just wanted to use judicial weapons to avenge himself.
"We will definitely arrest him, it's not your turn to give orders!"
The assistant scolded.
Park Chengcan's expression was ugly, but he didn't dare to reply.
“Gather everyone together, I want to hold a meeting.”
Che Changmin said.
Che Xianjun didn't seem to mind the bossy tone and nodded, "I'll do it."
He stood up and went out.
"Prosecutor, can I leave?"
Park Chengcan tried.
"Leave? I'm afraid you can't leave for the time being, so stay here for a few days."
The assistant said coldly.
Park Chengcan, who was ecstatic in his heart, suddenly changed his expression, "Why? I have not committed a crime, you have no right to detain me!"
No one paid attention to the voice of a low-level gangster like him. Ask outside.
Che Xianjun closed the door, his face suddenly darkened. Instead of contacting various departments, he quickly walked to the bathroom. After confirming that no one was there, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. .
"You've been exposed, leave immediately."
There was no sound from the other side.
Cha Xianjun then hung up the phone and deleted the call history.
Low-cost apartment building.
"Who is it? Why don't you speak?"
Quan Shangying looked puzzled.
“Fraud phone call.”
An Zairong put down the phone as if nothing had happened.
Quan Shangying suddenly realized and muttered: "There are indeed too many scammers now. I often received calls a few days ago, saying that they had inside information and wanted to recommend me some stocks, but how can I have money to trade in stocks? The government I don’t care.”
“Where’s your money?”
An Zairong asked.
“Oh, don’t mention it.”
The old man who was a gambler didn’t tell me, but in the end he was still blind and found a soft-hearted boyfriend. Quan Shangying didn’t want to mention the sad thing again. .
"Hey, I'll have a day off tomorrow and go shopping with you? You always wear these clothes, and they're getting rotten."
An Zairong raised his arm and smelled it, very seriously He said: "It's not sour."
Quan Shangying smiled, his baby-fat face made people want to pinch it.
She held her cheek and said with bright eyes, "Uncle, you are actually quite good-looking. You should tidy up and you should be quite handsome. Why don't you pay attention to your own image? No wonder you can't find a girlfriend."
“Who said I don’t have a girlfriend.”
“Do you have one?”
“Of course I do, but they’re all dead.”
Quan Shangying was stunned when he heard this, and his expression became a little unnatural.
All, all dead?
Soon.
She felt that she had misunderstood.
There is a saying that a good ex should be as good as dead.
"Uncle, you have to be generous. Even if we are no longer together, you can't curse others like this. Also, will you die if you don't brag? They are already dead. Do you have many girlfriends?"< br>
How did this girl, who was running around for life every day without a chance to breathe, know that the other party was not lying, but was telling the truth.
Being the big brother is dangerous.
The woman who is the eldest brother is even more dangerous.
Not only may it become a tool for enemies to vent their anger, but at the same time, if you are not careful, you may also be destroyed by your big brother.
Quan Shangying had no idea how dangerous the impoverished man was in her eyes, nor did she know how many "people beside her" he had personally tortured and killed.
Of course.
For An Zairong, those women may be just a tool for venting, maybe not as good as a piece of clothing.
"You care about me?"
The sudden question made Quan Shangying stunned. When she met the other person's gaze, she suddenly blushed and quickly scolded: "Who cares? You? I’m just asking casually, are you going to go shopping tomorrow?”
An Zairong shook his head.
“Why?”
“I’m leaving.”
Quan Shangying was stunned again, not knowing why.
I couldn’t blast him away before, so why do I suddenly want to leave now?
"Where are you going?"
She asked subconsciously.
“We don’t know yet.”
“…”
Quan Shangying was speechless.
Sometimes, she really wonders if the other person is really mentally ill, and his words always come out of nowhere, making people confused.
"You don't even know where you are going. Are you planning to sleep on the street? You have no friends in Daegu."
If you had friends, the other party wouldn't stay at your home all the time. .
This is Quan Shangying’s subconscious thought.
“The influence of a man and a woman alone is not good.”
"Pfft..."
Quan Shangying was amused.
My boyfriend is gone.
Only now do you realize that the impact is bad?
"Okay, don't be embarrassed. I said, I won't chase you away anymore. You can live here if you like. People here are busy with their own lives anyway, and no one knows me. ”
An Zairong still shook his head.
“Yeah!”
Quan Shangying was annoyed, she had already given enough face and still didn’t go down the steps,
“Okay, you can go wherever you like, I don’t care about you!”
If she hadn’t been thinking about the past kindness, let alone talking so much, she would never have let a man live in her home.
"You keep the money first."
An Zairong took out his wallet from his suit trouser pocket and took out all the cash in it, including the change.
About more than half a million won.
That is about 2,700 RMB.
“Tsk, uncle, I didn’t expect you to be so rich.”
Quan Shangying was amazed, not knowing whether it was true or false, nor praise or criticism.
"I don't have the habit of bringing cash. I'll have someone bring it over after a while."
An Zairong's tone was calm, but he sounded arrogant.
Kwon Shangying, who had long been accustomed to the other party's bragging, ignored this sentence as a matter of course.
"Uncle, if you give me all the money, what will you do?"
"If someone is looking for you, just say whatever you have to say."
An Zairong answered the question inappropriately. After speaking, he picked up his suit jacket and stood up.
“Are you really going to leave?”
Quan Shangying stood up and realized that the other party was not joking.
"No need to give it away."
An Zairong is quite handsome, as if he is trying to be cool.
Quan Shangying didn't know what to do and wanted to stop him, but found that there seemed to be no reason.
"You can go, just take the money, I don't want it."
She grabbed more than half a million won on the table, which was definitely not a small sum for her, and stuffed it To An Zairong.
“When you become really prosperous in the future, it won’t be too late to compensate me.”
An Zairong looked at her.
“Take it!”
Quan Shangying forcibly took out his empty wallet, stuffed the money back in, and then put the wallet back into his trouser pocket.
"Where are you going? Maybe I can go see you when I have a rest."
"I will contact you."
Where is Kwon Sang Young? I don’t know if this is a refusal.
Ever since they met, she has never known where the other person lives or what he does, and she doesn’t even have basic contact information.
Every time, the other person would show up like a ghost, to have a meal, or just find a place to chat. This is the longest period of time the two of them have been in contact.
"Uncle, are you trying to be cool?"
Quan Shangying smiled bitterly.
An Zairong reached out and touched her hair.
"Stinky girl, take care of yourself."
At the same time.
Four unmarked cars have driven towards the low-cost apartment building.
Inside a car.
The assistant looked at his leader and "mentor" in confusion, "Prosecutor Che, isn't there a meeting? If we have such a small number of people, if An Zairong gets away..."
He said he was going to hold a meeting to contact various departments, but instead he took only a dozen people and acted quickly. Cha Changmin looked at the outline of the apartment building that was getting closer and closer.
"By the time the meeting is over, An Zairong may have disappeared."
The assistant was puzzled.
Che Changmin and his party, who were attacking with thunder, were completely unaware that two cars followed them silently as soon as they left the prosecutor's office, and they followed them to the low-cost apartment building.
The mantis stalks the cicada.
The oriole behind?
(End of this chapter)