Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 149 - 59: Little Sister (3)

"Brother-in-law."

After leaving the cemetery, Qin Shuman said:

"How did you get here?"

"By taxi."

"Come back with me in my car." Qin Shuman gestured with the car key in her hand, smiling:

"It's my graduation gift from my parents."

"Okay."

Fang Zheng had no objections.

It was a domestic car costing less than 100,000, not expensive but with all the necessary features; the configuration inside was at least better than his pickup.

The radio was turned on, and unsurprisingly, the recent news was still related to Fuhong's restructuring.

"Reportedly, there has been progress in the case from a few days ago where Hongyun's laid-off workers assaulted and killed a Datong board member; the Public Security Bureau has released the identities of the suspects."

"Su Weijun, forty-three years old, former manager at Hongyun Logistics..."

"Pan Ming, age..."

"..."

"These individuals secretly colluded within Hongyun Logistics, privately sold company materials using the logistics network, formed factions, and embezzled company assets."

"Discontented with the company's restructuring affecting their personal interests, they incited workers' hatred, resulting in the death of a Datong Group board member and damaging the business environment..."

"Several have been arrested, but some are still at large. If anyone with information steps forward, the Public Security Bureau will reward them."

"Attention."

"These individuals are dangerous, suspected of carrying firearms. Report any sightings to the Public Security Bureau promptly, and do not act recklessly."

"It's really chaotic." Qin Shuman sighed:

"It feels like Qu City now is worse than when I was young."

"Yeah." Fang Zheng refocused:

"There are too many people involved in Fuhong's restructuring—tens of thousands of employee families, influencing over a hundred thousand people. It's not a small number."

"If things weren't chaotic, that would be unusual."

What's the total population of Qu City?

Over a hundred thousand people suddenly having their lives altered will cause unrest, not to mention the numerous behind-the-scenes aspects of Fuhong's restructuring.

"Bang..."

An abrupt loud sound came from ahead.

"Squeak..."

Qin Shuman slammed on the brakes, her wheels screeching on the ground, narrowly avoiding a collision with the car in front, and stopping diagonally at the roadside curb.

Her face turned pale instantly:

"What happened?"

"No idea."

Fang Zheng shook his head, lowering the car window to look toward the source of the chaos. He saw a black business van zooming through the intersection.

The traffic lights seemed useless.

Many vehicles braked urgently, causing more disorder.

"Help!"

As the two cars passed by each other, Fang Zheng's extraordinary hearing faintly caught the cry for help from inside the business van.

"Kidnapping!"

A shout came from ahead:

"Someone has kidnapped President Sun's son from Prosperity Real Estate!"

"Stop that vehicle!"

"Kidnapping?" Fang Zheng's eyes slightly moved:

"That's bold."

Prosperity Real Estate is ostensibly a private real estate company, but the second-largest shareholder is Qu City's urban investment group; their assets are comparable to Fuhong Group. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

President Sun?

The head of Prosperity Real Estate is surnamed Li; this President Sun must be a senior executive.

But even so, an abduction in broad daylight is a rare news event in Qu City.

"Let's go."

Retracting his gaze, Fang Zheng said blandly:

"It's none of our business."

"Okay."

Qin Shuman repeatedly nodded, her shaky hands gripping the steering wheel. She took several deep breaths before calming her frantic emotions.

"Breaking news, we have an urgent announcement."

In the broadcast, the host's voice was tense:

"It's reported that Su Weijun and others are hiding somewhere in the suburbs of Qu City. An hour ago, they stormed into a private winery hosting a banquet and kidnapped several people."

"Including Mr. Zhao's daughter..."

Hmm?

Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow.

This group is audacious; facing the Public Security Bureau's manhunt, they didn't flee quickly but chose to storm the winery and kidnap the congressman's daughter.

No...

Kidnapped several!

Each likely has a significant identity.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang.

"Hello."

Fang Zheng answered, speaking lightly:

"Officer Lin, long time no contact."

"Boss Fang." Officer Lin's voice was urgent:

"Have you seen the news?"

"What's going on?" Fang Zheng's expression remained unchanged.

"Su Weijun... those from Hongyun Logistics have kidnapped several rich kids, including the congressman's daughter." Officer Lin said:

"They're demanding ransom now, or they'll kill them."

"Really?" Fang Zheng glanced back, unexpectedly finding this group's speed impressive, then said:

"What's that got to do with me?"

He truly couldn't see any connection.

"Boss Fang." Officer Lin's throat moved, saying:

"These lawless people from Fuhong might be related to your friend's death. I know you're skilled in martial arts, can you help..."

"Bang!"

Fang Zheng directly hung up the phone, tossing it aside.

If it were some time ago, he might have believed the other. However, after his investigation, Su Weijun didn't even know Zhang Yongfeng.

There was no connection between them.

Officer Lin's attempt to get him to save people is understandable, but lying is too much.

"Brother-in-law."

Qin Shuman turned her head to look:

"What's going on?"

"Nothing." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Just drop me off ahead, be careful on your way back. Qu City isn't particularly safe lately; not returning... could be a good thing."

"Okay."

Qin Shuman nodded, stopping the car and watching Fang Zheng leave.

Then she picked up her phone and dialed.

"Shuman."

The voice on the other end was gentle and smooth, causing her both love and annoyance.

"Since you're in Qu City, why not bring a small gift for my mom; she'd be thrilled knowing it came from you."

"A small gift?" Qin Shuman pursed her lips:

"Can it be something worth a few dozen bucks?"

"Don't be silly." Jin Jie chuckled:

"I saw online recently there's a porcelain called Thunder Walking Red Porcelain, a product of your Qu City. Buy one and bring it back."

"Thunder Walking Red Porcelain?" This name was unfamiliar; Qin Shuman sighed helplessly:

"Is it expensive again?"

"Not really." Jin Jie said:

"You can buy one for about ten or twenty thousand."

"Buying porcelain worth ten or twenty thousand isn't expensive?" Qin Shuman held her forehead:

"You're paying, right?"

"Of course." Jin Jie coaxed:

"Don't worry about it; once we're married, your money is my money—it's all the same who spends it."

"Jin Jie." Qin Shuman stomped:

"I'm not a rich girl, and you don't need to hide that from your mom. If my lack of money is a problem, maybe we should reconsider."

"No."

Jin Jie's voice was anxious; he quickly consoled her until he finally calmed his girlfriend's mood.

"The place selling porcelain is in your busiest shopping street; the shop's name is Square Porcelain. I'll send you the location later."

"Wait." Qin Shuman paused:

"What did you say the shop's name is?"

"Square Porcelain." Jin Jie said:

"Why?"

"Square Porcelain." Qin Shuman looked puzzled; she thought for a moment and shook her head lightly:

"Probably just a coincidence."

Her brother-in-law's Square Porcelain is in Seven Miles, not on the shopping street, and Fang Zheng himself probably couldn't afford a porcelain piece worth ten or twenty thousand.

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On the other side.

Fang Zheng looked up at the villa complex hidden under the greenery, gently pressing his baseball cap.

"President Zheng, chairman of Fuhong."

"Old Shi, this is the last time; hopefully, this target knows who killed you. Otherwise, I'm truly out of solutions."