Chapter 505: Chapter 493: This is the Intention, and it is also a Command!

Although Li Guofu’s safety was the top priority, securing it would require me to cough up over six million yuan in public. Over six million yuan might not be a massive sum for me, but under so many watchful eyes, what if the other party uses this money as leverage against the Bo Family? What would await the Bo Family then? Certainly nothing good. Therefore, unless it is a last resort, I will never make such a move.

Pulling out his phone, Bao Qiudong cast a cold glance at Qin Fan’s group, then silently dialed a number from his contacts.

"Boss, Young Master Bo—no, Bao Qiudong is calling for backup!" Li Yunzhe whispered, starting to panic as he stood by Qin Fan’s side. "He’s probably going through official channels. We assaulted someone, and now there’s this high-interest demand for over six million... Is this... is this going to cause problems?"

Due to his years of awareness of the Bo Family’s power, a deep-seated awe and fear were ingrained in Li Yunzhe’s very bones.

"It’s fine. Let him do whatever he wants," Qin Fan said with a noncommittal chuckle.

As Qin Fan laughed it off, one of the Beijing scions at Chang Yuanyi’s side leaned in and whispered, "Chang, who the hell is this guy? He’s way too damn arrogant!"

"His background?" Chang Yuanyi replied playfully. "Heh. What level do you think Young Master Ma Yunbin is on?"

"Young Master Ma? Damn! He’s a Legendary figure in our Beijing circle! Before he left Beijing for Jiangzhou, they say many of the true elites of Four-nine City were unwilling to provoke him. He’s on a whole other level than us! Young Master Chang, are you saying this guy is on the same level as Young Master Ma?" the scion exclaimed in a hushed, shocked voice.

"No, he’s not on the same level as Young Master Ma."

But before Chang Yuanyi could finish, the scion interrupted, "I knew it! It would be terrifying if he were on the same level as Young Master Ma!"

"I mean that even Young Master Ma has to respectfully call him ’Master Qin’ and is happy to run errands for him!"

As soon as Chang Yuanyi finished speaking, the scion froze. He stared blankly, completely motionless, as if he’d turned to stone.

Even Young Master Ma has to call him Master Qin? You have got to be kidding me! Is this some kind of sick joke? Ma Yunbin’s arrogant personality was famous throughout the Beijing circle. While he wasn’t on the same level as the true powerhouses of Four-nine City, no one in Beijing had ever heard of him submitting to anyone. And now he’s calling a kid who looks like he’s not even twenty ’Master Qin’? If I hadn’t heard it from Chang Yuanyi himself, I would’ve thought it was the joke of the century!

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Bao Qiudong’s call connected.

"Ah, Qiudong, what brings you to call me today? Don’t tell me you’ve gotten into trouble again, haha!" A hearty, energetic voice responded from the other end of the line.

"Uncle Fu, my maternal uncle was stabbed ten times in his chess and card room! Now, they’re extorting me for over six million yuan for his release! My uncle is extremely weak from the blood loss. I’m sure you understand how serious ten stab wounds are, Uncle Fu!"

Without any unnecessary pleasantries, Bao Qiudong got straight to the point.

"What?" The cheerful voice on the other end became a cry of alarm.

Someone dared to stab the Bo Family’s most treasured relative ten times? And they’re demanding a ransom of over six million yuan right in front of Young Master Bo? If these words had come from anyone but Bao Qiudong, he would have dismissed them as a joke.

Following the shout, the voice surged with anger. "This is insane! To so flagrantly disregard the law in broad daylight! Qiudong, make sure you stay safe. I’ll dispatch the Armed Police and the Major Crimes Division to you immediately!"

"Uncle Fu, they have to be fast, extremely fast! Otherwise, I’m afraid my uncle won’t make it!" Bao Qiudong urged.

"Don’t worry! I’ll have them get there at top speed!" the middle-aged man named Fu replied.

"Great, thanks, Uncle Fu! I’ll tell my father!"

"Qiudong, be careful. Don’t get too entangled with these violent criminals! Wait for our people to arrive before you do anything!"

The call ended.

「In the office of the Director of the Jiangzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau.」

A middle-aged man shot up from the large executive chair behind his desk and snatched the black telephone.

"This is Fu Dinglin," he commanded. "Immediately assemble a team and head to the chess and card room at No. 100 Xinfeng Street, Unit 3, in the East District. There’s a violent kidnapping and extortion case in progress! The hostage is a relative of Secretary Bo. This is a major case. Gear up and get there at top speed!"

Once he received a quick confirmation, Fu Dinglin hung up the phone. He then grabbed his cell phone from the desk, put on his cap, and strode briskly out of the office.

He had barely stepped out, however, when a phone began to ring behind him. To his alarm, the insistent ringing was coming from the red telephone. He stopped in his tracks and quickly spun around.

The red phone... this means the higher-ups already know about this case! He rushed back and snatched the receiver. "Hello, Fu Dinglin speaking!"

"Immediately recall your team. You are not to interfere in the incident at the Xinfeng Street chess and card room," a calm, authoritative voice commanded through the phone.

What? Not to interfere? Fu Dinglin was completely dumbfounded.

"Sir," Fu Dinglin exclaimed, "this is a violent assault and extortion! The victim is Secretary Bo’s relative! This incident is extremely vicious!"

"This order comes from higher than the top. Neither the Provincial Department nor the Municipal Bureau is to get involved. That is the official word, and it is a direct order. Now, recall your team immediately. Act as if this incident never happened. Do not defy this command. The consequences are more than you can bear—more than the entire Municipal Bureau can bear."

With that, the line went dead.

Clutching the receiver, Fu Dinglin stood there, stunned. Higher than the top? Consequences we can’t bear? The whole bureau? What in the world does that mean? Have they gone insane? That’s Secretary Bo’s relative! Young Master Bo is at the scene! And an order like this comes down from above? What is going on? Who are these assailants? Fu Dinglin’s mind was a swirling vortex of questions.

He was suddenly jolted from his thoughts. He quickly grabbed the black telephone and dialed. "Turn back! The deployment is canceled!"

"Yes, Director!" There was no hesitation or question from the other end.

The patrol car, which had just left the bureau with sirens blaring, immediately flipped on its turn signal and made a U-turn.

"Qiudong, Qiudong... who in the world did you provoke?" Fu Dinglin muttered, his expression flickering with uncertainty. He picked up his cell phone and tried to call back the number Bao Qiudong had used.

However, a recorded voice informed him that the user was currently on another call.