Chapter 637: Chapter 630: No Choice
H City
Yin Tianshen drove all the way to a small villa in the suburbs and stopped at the gate, where someone was already there to open the door for him.
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm."
Several henchmen guarded the courtyard, each one showing great respect upon seeing Yin Tianshen.
Yin Tianshen strode ahead without looking sideways, asking, "Whereās Mr. Dong?"
"He should be in the basement."
"Basement?" The henchmanās words caught Yin Tianshenās attention. What would he be doing in the basement?
"Seems like theyāve captured a little girl, locked up in the basement." These henchmen were just peripheral players, unaware of the confidential matters.
"Got it." Without a flicker on his face, Yin Tianshen headed toward the basement.
"What are you going to inject me with! Donāt come near! Ah!"
The piercing cries of a young girl reached him, causing Yin Tianshen to pause before quickening his pace.
As he reached the basement entrance, Mr. Dong was already coming out with his men, closing the door behind him. Through the crack, Yin Tianshen caught a glimpse of the childās trembling hands.
"Mr. Dong, whoās that?" Yin Tianshen asked.
"Brother Shen doesnāt know?" A spoke first, "Weāve captured Wu Chengzuās daughter! This time, if he doesnāt cough up all the money with interest, his daughter wonāt be doing well!"
Yin Tianshen knitted his brows, looking at the locked basement door.
"What? Do you think this approach is wrong?" Mr. Dong eyed Yin Tianshen.
Yin Tianshen breathed heavily, "No, I donāt."
"Hahaha!" Mr. Dong laughed heartily, telling A, "Keep a close watch, just donāt let her die!"
A grinned, the sight of his yellow teeth exceedingly disgusting, "Got it!"
"Letās go, Xiao Shen. I have something to discuss with you."
Yin Tianshen glanced at the tightly shut basement door, following Mr. Dong out of the basement.
In the living room, Mr. Dong sat on the sofa with some effort, taking a sip of freshly brewed tea, "This time things are messed up. There was a mole on Wu Chengzuās side but he didnāt know, and it hurt them as well as us! Fortunately, although the police are pursuing Wu Chengzu, they havenāt taken formal action against me. After all, the evidence on their side isnāt sufficient to prosecute me!"
Yin Tianshen watched Mr. Dong, his gaze growing deeper. He picked up the teacup from the table, sipping the bitter tea.
In reality, the traitor in this deal wasnāt someone from Wu Chengzuās side. It was Yin Tianshen himself, cleverly using Chen Zhu as a pawn and, with the policeās deliberate cooperation, successfully pinning the blame on Chen Zhu.
Therefore, at this moment, Yin Tianshen was still someone Mr. Dong trusted.
Only because things werenāt over yet; Wu Chengzu hadnāt been caught, and the person responsible for Wu Chengzuās external liaison remained hidden.
"Even so, Iām like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to protect myself. So, Xiao Shen, Iām now entrusting you to liquidate all my assets and consolidate any usable funds. Later, weāll go abroad. Once the storm has passed, weāll come back and make a comeback."
Yin Tianshen tightened his grip on the teacup, "Alright, Mr. Dong."
Mr. Dong was indeed a sly old fox, knowing the police were watching him closely, so he handed such tasks to Yin Tianshen. Even if they found something later, it would be Yin Tianshen shielding him.
Meanwhile, a black-plate Volkswagen slowly stopped at the gates of the police station. The driver silently watched the doors, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
This person was Wu Chengzu, making his final struggle.
He pulled out a second-hand phone he bought on the street, dialed a number, and soon a womanās weary voice answered, "Hello?"
"Itās me."
The woman was startled, "How are you? Where are you? Iāll come for you!"
"No need!" Wu Chengzu said slowly, "Iām planning to surrender."
"What! Are you crazy! Trust me, Iāve figured out a way, Iāve already arranged a boat. We can start anew anywhere over in Southeast Asia! You have skills, I have resources, together we are still the strongest!"
Wu Chengzu lowered his head, chuckling, "Jingjing is still in police hands, I have no choice."
Saying that, Wu Chengzu hung up the call, extracted the SIM card, and tossed both phone and card into the sewer.
Standing at the police station entrance, he looked up at the sky one last time, smiling faintly, then walked inside.