In front of the Imperial Capital, watching the disheveled men and women, even those with their butts exposed, being loaded onto the cars, Xiao Feng couldn't be happier.

With this operation, Shen Tianze was bound to lose at least a million, and that's just in economic terms, not taking into account the subsequent impact of public opinion.

Thinking about it brought Xiao Feng a joy greater than earning a million himself.

Just then, his phone rang in his pocket. Xiao Feng took it out and saw that the caller ID was Shi Jiaxin.

"Hello!" Xiao Feng answered the call.

But the voice that came through wasn't Shi Jiaxin's; it was a deep male voice: "So, ladies, I've already toasted in advance, now it's your turn."

Xiao Feng furrowed his brow, immediately realizing that this call was probably secretly made by Shi Jiaxin.

Sure enough, Shi Jiaxin's voice followed: "Drinking is boring. Why don't we follow the ancients and come up with a theme, and each write a poem about it?"

The man's voice replied: "Oh? A lady interested in such refined things? So what's the theme?"

"Let's use the name of this bar as the theme," Shi Jiaxin said. "What's it called again? Seems like it's 'Wolf Howl,' right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's heart skipped a beat, silently cursing Shi Jiaxin for her low-level way of conveying a message, treating everyone as fools.

As expected, the next moment, the dial tone beeped; the call had been hung up.

In fact, this was due to the plan not being thorough enough earlier. Fang Ji Qiang had disclosed too many locations, and Shi Jiaxin and her group hadn't discussed where they were going in advance, so they could only transmit information this way.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xingfeng and others noticed Xiao Feng's grim expression and approached to ask.

"Something has happened with Shi Jiaxin." Xiao Feng sighed, these female officers had indeed caused trouble.

"Shouldn't we hurry over there?" Zhao Xingfeng asked anxiously, the three officers beside him nodding repeatedly in agreement.

Xiao Feng shook his head: "Too many people will be useless, I'll go by myself."

The three officers were immediately unhappy: "Consultant Xiao, we admit that the previous matters were less than satisfactory, but you have to give us a chance to prove ourselves. This time, we won't let you down!"

"If you want to come along, then come." Xiao Feng didn't feel like arguing with them further, got into a car, and headed straight to the Wolf Howl Bar.

...

Meanwhile, Zhao Chen coldly smiled and threw Shi Jiaxin's phone into a glass of wine: "Maybe I didn't make myself clear, I do like pretty ladies, but dishonest ones don't interest me."

Shi Jiaxin's expression turned as gloomy as it could possibly get. She thought her performance had been natural and discreet, but she hadn't expected the other side to catch on.

The situation was now interesting; whether the plan could be executed successfully was no longer under consideration, and they couldn't even escape. What was the point of discussing the execution of the plan?

Then, a minion with a sneaky demeanor grinned and said: "Brother Chen, these chicks are really good. Why don't we..."

Zhao Chen nodded: "Indeed, they're nice. Keep them for some time. When we're tired of them, we can make money out of them too."

"Do you know what you're doing?" a female police officer sternly asked.

"What behavior?" Zhao Chen chuckled: "Of course, it's just normal behavior."

As soon as he spoke, the sneaky minion had already approached with a disposable syringe.

Shi Jiaxin and her companions were simultaneously alarmed. Did these people have drugs?

"Let's start with this sleeping beauty." Zhao Chen laughed: "Don't worry, everyone will get a turn. After this shot, I guarantee you've never felt such a wonderful sensation before."

"Stop!" Shi Jiaxin shouted, her inner fury rising to its peak.

Using drugs to control women for prostitution, Shi Jiaxin had seen reports of such things in the news, but never thought she would encounter it herself.

Seeing how accustomed these people were with such acts, it was likely not their first time, which made Shi Jiaxin and the others even more furious.

"Nobody move, we're police!" The female officer standing beside Shi Jiaxin pulled out her ID.

Zhao Chen and his group were startled, visibly panicking.

Shi Jiaxin wasn't displeased with the officer's sudden exposure of their identity. She knew that if they didn't do this, and that needle actually pierced Liu Kexin, Liu Kexin's life would be ruined.

After a while, Zhao Chen's eyes turned dangerous: "Using a piece of paper to scare me?"

"Shut up!" The female officer displaying her badge shouted forcefully: "Everyone squat down and put your hands on your head."

"What if I refuse?" Zhao Chen sneered: "The nerve of you people impersonating police, how bold."

"Who are you calling impersonators?" one of the three officers demanded.

Zhao Chen calmly replied: "You say you're police, where are the uniforms? The handcuffs? The guns? If you can show me any of these, I'll believe you're real cops."

The three female officers exchanged glances; the operation required secrecy, so who would bring items with clear identifiers?

Shi Jiaxin knew their police identity wouldn't intimidate Zhao Chen, so she gritted her teeth and drew a penknife from her pocket: "I advise you to surrender, or it will be resisting arrest and assaulting police, adding to your crimes!"

A subordinate quietly asked Zhao Chen: "Brother Chen, what do we do now?"

Despite his claim of the officers being fake, everyone knew the truth. Not acknowledging their identity was one thing, but acting against confessed officers would be another matter entirely.

"You say you're police, right?" Zhao Chen ignored his subordinate's question, smiling as he continued, "You probably know Miao Youmin, right? I'll call him, maybe there's been some misunderstanding. We were just joking earlier."

With that, he pulled out his phone and dialed Miao Youmin's number...

In the police station, closely monitored, Miao Youmin was startled when Zhao Chen's call came in and quickly pressed the reject button.

"So late, who's calling you?" Song Keren asked casually, sipping her tea.

Miao Youmin, a bit unsettled, replied: "It's the wife at home. Seeing as I haven't returned this late, she called."

"If it's a call from home, why not answer it?" Song Keren put down her teacup and continued asking.

Earlier suspicions from Song Keren were 70%, but now it was 100% that there's something wrong with Miao Youmin!

From the moment he entered the office, Miao Youmin had been restless, frequently finding excuses to leave, behavior that was clearly abnormal.

Indeed, Miao Youmin had left the office once under the pretense of using the restroom but dared not contact anyone outside.

He could have sent a text, but Miao Youmin was always cautious, especially under Song Keren's scrutiny, making him wary of acting rashly.

He even suspected that Song Keren had installed surveillance or recording devices in the restroom, expecting him to slip up.

Indecisive, Miao Youmin continued pretending to drink tea with Song Keren in the office, but inside, he grew increasingly uneasy.

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