Chapter 422 — He Was Struck Dumb
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She had just returned to the office when her phone rang. Seeing "Wei Zhao" on the caller ID, Qiu Lingshan immediately frowned. Surely Wei Zhao had not gotten himself into trouble again? She did not believe for a second that Wei Zhao had found a way to cure Liu Bojia so quickly—the only possibility was that he needed something from her!
Rubbing her aching temples, she answered the phone with a sigh. "Wei Zhao, what is it?"
"Someone blocked my way outside the police station. I've already subdued him—come over and take him away," Wei Zhao said.
"What?! You were blocked? By whom?" Qiu Lingshan was taken aback.
"Sent by Zou Tiandi, I'd say." Wei Zhao spoke calmly. "Hurry up. Just follow the road in front of the police station straight ahead and you'll see me."
With that, Wei Zhao hung up, leaving Qiu Lingshan so furious she wanted to curse him out. Is this you giving me orders? You dare give me orders? Qiu Lingshan was seething, yet she still had to go. She rose, went downstairs, got in her car, and drove off to find Wei Zhao...
"Isn't this just an old man? Sent by Zou Tiandi? You didn't hit him with your car, did you?" Qiu Lingshan strongly suspected that Wei Zhao had carelessly hit someone and then pinned it on Zou Tiandi, passing off an innocent old fellow as Zou Tiandi's henchman. "He could intercept you?"
"An early Yellow-rank fighter," Wei Zhao said with a shrug. "Care to be any more brain-dead?"
"Early Yellow rank?" Qiu Lingshan's jaw dropped in astonishment. She studied the old man's face closely, and her expression suddenly changed. A wanted criminal! The man before her was a wanted criminal!
As captain of the criminal police, Qiu Lingshan often pored over photographs of wanted fugitives, so this old man's face quickly matched a name in her memory.
Yan Qiyuan, a fugitive wanted for robbery and murder, at large for over two years without a trace—and now here he was!
"He's a wanted man, isn't he?" Seeing Qiu Lingshan's expression, Wei Zhao guessed he was right on the mark.
"That's right!" Qiu Lingshan nodded, a flicker of delight in her eyes. By sheer blind luck, Wei Zhao had actually caught a wanted criminal! Yan Qiyuan was indeed an early Yellow-rank fighter, no mistake—but from the look of him, Wei Zhao had already beaten him half to death, about the same as Black Panther.
Wei Zhao casually tapped Yan Qiyuan twice and woke him up. Grief and agony were still plain on Yan Qiyuan's face. A fine early Yellow-rank fighter like himself, crippled so easily? And now there was actually someone this formidable in the secular world? Judging by his age, Wei Zhao was barely twenty, wasn't he?
"Click!" Qiu Lingshan produced her handcuffs and snapped them onto Yan Qiyuan. Though she sensed no danger, Yan Qiyuan was, after all, an early Yellow-rank fighter, and she dared not be careless.
"All right, I'm off." Seeing there was nothing more for him to do, Wei Zhao made ready to leave with Tang Zhi.
"Wait—come back with me and give a statement..." Qiu Lingshan tried to call Wei Zhao back.
"Just say you caught him yourself. It's not the first time, is it?" Wei Zhao, naturally, could not be bothered to go back with Qiu Lingshan.
"But... the suspect's confession..." Qiu Lingshan thought to herself: if I say I caught him, what happens when Yan Qiyuan starts spouting nonsense?
Wei Zhao casually tapped Yan Qiyuan a few times on the neck, then said, "There. He's mute now—can't say a word." With speed comes safety.
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