Chapter 2192 - 296: Attack in the East, Strike in the West

Fang Zheng sat in the driver’s seat and glanced outside as police cars approached head-on.

Has there been another major case in Hong Kong?

He continued driving.

There was an intersection ahead, and the police suddenly turned, intercepting him there.

Fang Zheng honked the horn, but the next second, his expression changed.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw police cars continually coming up behind, surrounding him in circles, cutting off his retreat.

Looking ahead, police cars had gradually blocked him completely!

What’s going on?

While pondering, some police officers had already gotten out, surrounding his car with guns.

Behind him, a policeman gripped a megaphone, "Get out of the car, put down your weapon, and surrender."

Fang Zheng sat there, unable to believe so many police cars were just to block him!

Dozens of police cars were parked everywhere, the sirens increasingly loud, each sound shaking him to the core.

He didn’t move nor had any plans to get out, glanced at the dead person in the passenger seat—what a waste!

No idea if Jin Bo was dead or not.

With one hand holding a gun, he picked up his phone with the other and dialed Jin Bo’s number.

One ring, two rings, three rings, ...

It rang for a long time, and just as a smile began to form on Fang Zheng’s face, the call suddenly connected mysteriously, and he heard a familiar voice, slightly tipsy, "Fang Zheng, I’ve arrived."

Arrived?

Fang Zheng sat there, his expression slightly changing, "Then Mayor Jin, rest early."

Jin Bo, "Sure, you should rest early too."

Then the call ended.

Fang Zheng sat there, his face aghast as he watched the continually approaching police.

Jin Bo was unexpectedly unharmed and still alive!

What unexpected event happened?

He was confident he couldn’t be discovered!

With his mother and Zhou Xiaotong dead, no one in the world would know about his connection to Zhou Chuan anymore.

How could they suspect him?

Mayor Jin was even less likely to find out; he was confident he’d always done well.

Did someone save him?

Or is his life truly that fortunate!

Thinking about this person, infected with a virus yet not dead for seven years, truly an anomaly!

...

"Those in the car, quickly put down your weapon, get out, hands up and surrender."

Hearing the police voice, he snapped back to reality, sat there, took a few seconds to react, placed the gun on the male passenger’s body, wearing disposable gloves, glanced at the simulated fingerprints on them, took off the gloves, directly ate them, gripped the steering wheel, got out of the car, raised his hands.

The police approached, quickly cuffing him, and began searching the car.

Discovering the corpse inside, a policeman looked at Fang Zheng, "Who is he, and why is he dead in your car?"

Fang Zheng stood there, silent.

Several police officers took Fang Zheng into a police car, directly heading back to the police station, while the remaining police surrounded the car with barriers.

Soon, a forensic officer arrived and began gathering evidence at the scene with investigators.

Meanwhile at Nanyuan Villa,

Jin Bo returned to his room, took a hot shower, and answered a call, "Has the person been brought to the police station?"

Qin Shaojin, "Yes, as expected, he’s keeping his cool, hasn’t said a word yet."

Jin Bo, "Don’t say anything for now, don’t let him know the truth, I want to see how many heads he has."

Qin Shaojin laughed, "If he’s a nine-headed being, would Captain Dong—"

He didn’t finish, the implication was clear.

Jin Bo, "My sexual orientation is normal, and I have a wife, plus a child."

Qin Shaojin, "..."

What did Captain Dong just say?