Chapter 49: Wang Yong’s Background

Several hours earlier, several police cars arrived in front of Wang Yong’s house. A group of officers knocked on his door and entered his home.

The officer in charge presented a search warrant, and immediately began searching the premises, arresting Wang Yong.

The reason given was that someone had reported Wang Yong for illegally selling national cultural relics.

However, after a thorough search, the police found that none of the antiques in Wang Yong’s home were authentic—they were all counterfeits!

Wang Yong claimed he had retired from tomb robbing more than thirty years ago and only collected fake antiques to maintain appearances, so he wouldn’t be looked down upon by old friends in the trade. Naturally, the police didn’t believe him, so they took him to the station for interrogation that night. At this very moment, his phone was in the hands of Chu Miaoyi, a beautiful female detective.

Chu Miaoyi didn’t answer the call. Instead, she placed the phone on the table, watching Wang Yong sitting under the bright lamp in the interrogation room, and sternly asked, “Who is this Shui Miao? What’s your relationship with him? Did you send him to Zhonghai City?”

Wang Yong blinked, suddenly appearing to regain his senses, and shouted back, “Hey! Are you sure you’re not making a mistake here? I may be in my forties, but don’t I still have the right to make a few friends? You didn’t find anything at my house, yet you still detain me here and interrogate me like this. Is there any human right left? If you have evidence to prove I’m guilty, then show it. If not, you must release me immediately, apologize, and compensate me for mental distress.”

Wang Yong had been mostly silent since his arrest, but now suddenly lashed out, leaving the officers conducting the interrogation quite puzzled.

Chu Miaoyi was clearly a rookie. Seeing Wang Yong act this way, she momentarily didn’t know how to respond and quickly looked toward Lin, the senior officer sitting in the middle.

Just as Captain Lin was about to speak, another officer with a long face slammed the table. “How dare you talk like that? Do you think we’re just decorations here?” This officer was Yao Ye, who had secretly admired Chu Miaoyi for some time and was clearly trying to impress her by stepping forward.

“Xiao Yao, go get us four coffees.”

Captain Lin was in his fifties. He was very close friends with Chu Miaoyi’s father and had always treated Miaoyi like his own daughter in the police force. He also wanted to find a good match for her, but hadn’t found the right candidate yet. He was aware of Yao Ye’s interest in Miaoyi, but he looked down on Yao, who had entered the force through connections and carried himself like a thug. Whenever Yao spoke, Captain Lin would frown and either send him to fetch coffee or organize paperwork—basically getting rid of him. This time was no exception.

Yao Ye was taken aback but dared not defy Captain Lin’s orders, so he left with suppressed anger to make the coffee.

After Yao left, Captain Lin smiled slightly at Wang Yong and said, “Old Wang, don’t get so worked up. Don’t throw around terms like ‘torture’ so casually. We have cameras installed here. If you say things like that, we could actually charge you with defamation and detain you for seven to fifteen days for re-education.”

Experience shows—old hands know how to handle things. As soon as Lin spoke, he immediately seized the advantage.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yong quickly changed his tone and smiled apologetically, “Captain Lin, we’re old friends. You know me—I get excited and speak without thinking. But today, you really can’t blame me. You dragged me here for no reason, didn’t even let me eat dinner, and treated me like a criminal. Can you blame me for being upset?”

“Even when upset, you must know your limits. I know you’re hungry—that’s why I had someone prepare coffee for you,” Captain Lin maintained his calm, warm yet authoritative demeanor. “Also, we received a report, so we had to conduct this investigation. It’s just doing our job—there’s absolutely no intention of violating your rights. I hope you can understand and cooperate with us. Once we finish questioning and confirm you’re innocent, we’ll naturally clear your name and punish whoever maliciously reported you.”

“Captain Lin, if you had said this earlier, I would’ve cooperated fully. You’ve been sitting here so long without saying a word—how was I supposed to know what you were thinking?” Wang Yong, quick with words, glanced at Chu Miaoyi from time to time. “Also, how did that kid even get into the police force? His attitude barely qualifies him for a street sweeper. Compared to you all, he’s like a pile of crap!”

“Pu…”

Hearing this, Chu Miaoyi couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Captain Lin, however, frowned slightly, his expression turning more serious. He pointed at Wang Yong and shook his head, asking solemnly, “Now can we talk? Who exactly is this Shui Miao who called you?”

The phone had long stopped ringing.

Captain Lin’s tone now sounded more like a long-time friend having a heartfelt conversation.

“Out of respect for you, I’ll talk…”

Wang Yong nodded, sighed, and said, “This Shui Miao is a truly unfortunate child. A couple of days ago, I invited his grandfather to help the Sun family with feng shui, and that’s how I met him. Privately, his grandfather told me that the boy was bought from elsewhere by Chen Jianguo from Xinfeng Village as a ‘replacement son.’ But once Chen Jianguo had his own son, they wanted to sell Shui Miao again. Fortunately, an old feng shui master, Xiong Ying, happened to witness this, stopped Chen Jianguo, and offered to pay child support to keep the boy. However, as Shui Miao grew older, Chen Jianguo demanded repayment of that child support. Shui Miao is a man of integrity—he worked in Zhonghai for three years and recently returned with 30,000 yuan to settle the debt. But Chen Jianguo also has a daughter, and that despicable man treats her like a beast of burden, forcing her to work and earn money to build him a new house! Feeling sympathy for his ‘sister,’ Shui Miao took her with him and headed to Zhonghai this morning. Seeing how pitiful and honest this boy is, I really liked him, so I took him as my adopted son and gave him ten thousand yuan for living expenses. Well, he just arrived in Zhonghai and immediately called me.”

After finishing this vivid account, Wang Yong clasped his fists and pleaded, “Old Lin! These past years, I’ve lived a clean life, never breaking any laws. My son turned out the way he did—how could I, as a father, ever act like that monster? If you want to investigate me, I won’t complain, but I beg you to look into Shui Miao’s case, arrest those child traffickers, and stop more children from suffering!”

Wang Yong spoke with sincerity and emotion.

Chu Miaoyi listened intently, her heart burning with anger, eager to immediately pursue the case of child trafficking.

Captain Lin’s expression barely changed, but he nodded slightly. “Alright, I’ll make a note of that. I’ll send people to investigate later. But for now, you need to explain your own situation in detail.”

“My situation… what situation do I have left!?” Wang Yong’s face showed confusion and bewilderment.

“Hehe…”

Captain Lin chuckled, looking at Wang Yong and saying, “Let’s not pretend—we’re not strangers here. Someone reported that thirty years ago, you robbed a major tomb in the Qinling Mountains and stole several precious cultural relics, including a national treasure called the Five-direction Plate. Is it still in your possession now?”

Captain Lin clearly held some key evidence. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have easily arrested Wang Yong or conducted this overnight interrogation.

Seeing Wang Yong’s smooth-talking demeanor, Captain Lin knew he wouldn’t easily confess.

Therefore, Captain Lin decided to take a risk and confront Wang Yong directly, watching for any changes in his expression for clues.

“The Five-direction Plate? What’s that? I’ve never heard of it…”

“Thirty years ago, I was barely in my teens, hadn’t even grown facial hair yet. Who the hell would trust me with something like that? I’ve never even dreamed of finding a major tomb. That bastard really gave me a reputation! Captain Lin, you must let me meet that bastard. I want to see who he is and whether his mouth has been kicked by a donkey’s cock or something. Otherwise, how could he frame me with such a big pile of crap…”

Wang Yong stood up, visibly agitated.

His words were a bit crude, making Chu Miaoyi blush and feel uncomfortable.

Just then, the door opened, and Yao Ye walked in carrying four cups of coffee.

Captain Lin’s eyes flickered, and he immediately stood up. “Alright then, there’s nothing else. You can go home now. We’ll contact you once we finish our investigation. It’s late, and we don’t have much to offer, so please enjoy this coffee.” Captain Lin stood up and signaled Chu Miaoyi to unhandcuff Wang Yong.

“Captain Lin, I just made the coffee!” Yao Ye was stunned—had it really ended just as he walked in?

“I have other business. You drink it yourself.”

Captain Lin glanced at his watch, grabbed his documents, and hurried out.

Chu Miaoyi approached Wang Yong to unhandcuff him. Taking the opportunity, Wang Yong whispered in her ear, “That brat Yao Ye isn’t worthy of you. My adopted son, Shui Miao, is a fine young man—truly someone you can trust for life.”

Hearing this, Chu Miaoyi gave Wang Yong a strange look. After unlocking the cuffs, she asked him curiously, “Earlier, you mentioned Shui Miao. Have his biological parents been located?”

“No…”

Seeing Chu Miaoyi’s serious expression, Wang Yong became puzzled. Why would she ask such a question?

“Xiao Chu… drink… drink…”

Yao Ye brought the coffee to Chu Miaoyi, trying to impress her, but she turned and quickly walked away.

“Why are you running? I’m not a big bad wolf…”

Yao Ye felt extremely frustrated. As he turned around, he saw Wang Yong take a sip of coffee, put it down, shook his head, and said with a grimace, “Terrible, really terrible. This sour coffee is just awful.”

Then Wang Yong turned and left as well.

Yao Ye blinked, thinking, what the hell was going on? How could the coffee be sour? He took a sip himself and didn’t think it tasted sour at all…

“Hey, you, stop right there!” Yao Ye suddenly realized Wang Yong was mocking him and shouted.

Wang Yong frowned impatiently, pointing at Yao Ye’s nose and saying, “Yao Ye, don’t you dare disrespect me. By seniority, I’m your uncle. Even your father bows and greets me when he sees me. Your father’s Yao Daxing, your grandfather’s Yao Hongjun. You got into the force because your father paid 30,000 yuan to Comrade Yao Jun at the provincial bureau. Don’t think I don’t have connections in the system. With just one word from me, even Yao Jun will have you removed. Believe me!”

“…”

Yao Ye was stunned—completely stunned!

Who exactly was this Wang Yong? How did he know so much about his police connections?

Seeing Yao Ye frozen in shock, Wang Yong sneered coldly, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, “I’ve got powerful connections. I knew about this long ago. I’m just going through the motions today. Don’t think putting on a uniform makes you someone important. To me, you’re nothing but a pile of stinking crap. Also, that big brother of yours you secretly follow? Not even worth a fart in my eyes. If you want to know who I really am, go ask King Wang Kuihu at West Mountain.”

After saying this, Wang Yong slapped Yao Ye hard on the shoulder.

Yao Ye immediately felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, followed by numbness spreading through half his body.