I Play Dungeons in the Police Station

Chapter 75: As Your Brother I Advise You—Don’t Get in Too Deep


"It's not your fault this time, but what I want to say is not just about this. You killed two people last time. The police are watching you closely now. Keep a low profile lately. If this continues, I have a feeling something will happen."

"What could happen? Dad, you're getting old. Half of Jinling City's power is in our Zhou Family's hands. If the Zhou Family falls, everyone else is doomed, too. Who wouldn't weigh their options?"

Hearing such words from his son, Zhou Baosheng felt his blood pressure rising, "You ungrateful child, so boastful. Times have changed, and you'll end up in trouble sooner or later. Reflect on your actions during this time. I've heard that the Provincial Anti-Crime Office is about to come to Jinling. Make sure to be careful in everything you do. If you alarm the Anti-Crime Office, no one can save you."

"The Anti-Crime Office is coming, too? They won't be targeting us, will they?"

The Anti-Crime Office's reputation precedes itself. Even the spoiled young master Zhou felt a trace of humility at his name.

Even as strong as the Gao Family, in front of the Anti-Crime Office, was powerless. He couldn't help but be cautious.

"Their purpose this time is very secretive, I haven't found out. In any case, don't cause any trouble during this period."

"Yes, Dad."

Seeing his son finally relent, Zhou Baosheng felt his blood pressure drop a little, his tone softened, "Take some time to learn from your brother. The other industries of the company have already transformed successfully. It's time to abandon those black markets."

After Zhou Yuelong came out of his father's office, he got into his Rolls Royce. Seeing his unhappy face, the driver dared not ask any questions.

In the office just now, his dad had told him many things, especially about his recent involvement in a group fight.

Zhou Yuelong's intention was to take this opportunity to send those people to jail, to vent his anger.

What does it matter if you're good at fighting?

In this world, you need to talk about power and background.

However, Qi had called his dad, advising that it's best to reconcile the matter, turning a big issue into a small one, and resolving it altogether.

The Anti-Crime Office is about to arrive. Incidents like group fights often have some elements of criminal involvement, which could lead to trouble if not handled carefully, so they wanted to resolve it before the Anti-Crime Office arrived, leaving no trace behind.

If they were stubborn, with so many people involved, there might be some who slip through and report it, which would be counterproductive.

That's the logic, but the more Zhou Yuelong thought about it, the angrier he got.

He is arrogant, but not brainless.

His cautious nature made him realize that he had to stay low-key now, avoid acting impulsively, and prevent the Anti-Crime Office from catching any small mistake and letting others follow the trail, which would be counterproductive.

"This isn't over. Those who dare offend me will never get the last laugh. Drive, let's go drink."

The restless young master decided to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

"Yes, Young Master Zhou."

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Twelve days later, at the entrance of the detention center.

Li Xiang and his group walked out of the detention center, with the voice of the guard behind them, "After leaving, live a good life. Don't do anything illegal again."

Everyone responded affirmatively.

"Master, should I call a car for us to ride together?"

"No need, my friend is coming to pick me up. We'll be in touch later."

Li Xiang pointed to a car parked not far away and bid farewell to his apprentices.

"Alright then, take care, Master."

Sun Zhidong learned from Yu Chengzhang that Li Xiang had been arrested for a group fight. After being discharged from the hospital, he picked up a car from the fourth son's shop and went to see him. Knowing the beginning and end of the matter, Sun Zhidong was quietly resentful: "If I had known, I wouldn't have let you go to that meal. Dealing with those shady people would get you in trouble eventually. Now look, before your dream of becoming a policeman came true, you woke up too soon."

Sun Zhidong originally came to advise Li Xiang to take it easy, but ended up getting more angry himself, while Li Xiang ended up calming him down.

After Li Xiang was released, Sun Zhidong specifically came to pick him up. After saying goodbye to his apprentices, Li Xiang opened the car door and got in.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up, wash away the bad luck."

Sun Zhidong started the car and drove to the bath center after picking up Li Xiang.

"Fine, whatever you say."

After getting in the car, Li Xiang took out the personal items he had retrieved from the detention center, then turned on his phone. Instantly, several text messages flooded in, including calls from his parents, Sun Zhidong, and some colleagues from the police station, as well as Lin Feifei's call.

It was evident that during this period, his phone had been off, and nobody had been able to reach him, causing much concern.

So Li Xiang first called home, telling his parents not to worry, saying he had been on a mission.

Upon hearing her son say he was on a special mission, his mom was the first to express disbelief, "You're just a small auxiliary police officer, what mission could you be on? And then you go missing for so many days."

Li Xiang was a bit embarrassed and couldn't tell his mom much.

"Even if I explained, you wouldn't understand. Recently, your son achieved some merit, just wait for the commendation."

"Alright, mom will wait, I want to see what commendation you receive."

After hanging up, Sun Zhidong asked, "Aren't you going to tell your parents the truth?"

Li Xiang, now marked with a record of group fighting, couldn't think of becoming a full-fledged officer, and even continuing as an auxiliary police seemed impossible. Sun Zhidong genuinely felt sorry for him.

"Forget it, no need to worry them. Even if I can't become a real policeman, the merits I've gained won't be taken away from me, right?"

"True, that's unlikely."

Li Xiang then called his colleagues, one after another, to assure them he was safe.

Finally, seeing Lin Feifei's number, he dialed out.

"Li Xiang, where have you been lately? Why was your phone off?"

As soon as the call connected, Lin Feifei answered, and Li Xiang could hear the concern in her voice.

"I'm fine. I've been handling a case during this time. For confidentiality, I couldn't use my phone. It's all handled now. By the way, how is Meiqiu?"

"Hmph, you only care about Meiqiu. Don't worry, it's doing well, growing chubby and black. I tell you, it's getting so big that it's almost too heavy for me to carry."

Though a bit annoyed that Li Xiang was more concerned about Meiqiu than her wellbeing after days of silence, Lin Feifei was nevertheless happy to talk about Meiqiu.

"Feifei, I really owe you for taking such good care of Meiqiu. Are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner to properly thank you."

"Hmm, I feel like hotpot."

"No problem, you choose the place."

After signing the contract, Yan Xiong used his authority to officially appoint him. Not only was there no need for exams, there wasn't even a probation period. Once the task was completed, he could immediately don the formal rank 3 police uniform, and his rank 3 officer salary would be paid from the Drug Enforcement Bureau's special fund starting this month.

Who can understand the joy of double salary and double happiness?

At this moment, there's no pressure at all in picking a place for Lin Feifei to eat.

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