Due to having no evidence, the lady from the City Council’s task force could only do a simple interrogation. Liu Yanbo answered all the questions, and his explanations were all reasonable without the slightest flaw.
In fact, without any evidence, an interrogation like this was meaningless.
But the police lady had no choice, because of Zhou Ming causing trouble, it became a hot topic on the internet. So even though she knew it was meaningless, something had to be done, otherwise, the entire City Council’s task force would be taken as a joke by the people.
By the time the interrogation ended, it was already 3 in the afternoon. Liu Yanbo walked out of the police station facing the sun.
He didn’t see any of the reporters that Pan Yuyi talked about. They had probably been gotten rid of by Zhou Ming. Liu Yanbo, who had planned on running away, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
‘We want to go back home~’
Just when he started the car, a call came in. He answered the phone, “Xue girl.”
“Brother Liu, have you come out of the police station?” Lin Xue’s voice was very anxious, even with a vague feeling of wanting to cry. “It’s all my fault, if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be suspected by the police...”
"Silly girl, what nonsense are you saying?" A loving smile spread across Liu Yanbo’s face, saying gently, ”Didn’t I already tell you before? Your brother Liu isn’t a killer, so I’m just cooperating with the police's routine investigations. Didn’t I come out well? Don’t worry about it.”
Before the police lady came, Liu Yanbo called Lin Xue and the others to reassure them that he was fine; and that a lawyer wouldn’t be needed. He didn't want to involve anyone around him in this matter.
"Ok..." Lin Xue asked in a low voice: "Brother Liu, where are you now? I'll come to you."
“I just came out of the police station.” Liu Yanbo crouched Liu Yanbo squatted next to a flowerbed outside the gates of the police station, smoking his Great China cigarettes. He smiled and said: "You don’t need to come here, are you afraid that Brother Liu still doesn't know the way back? I’m going to the company soon. If there’s anything you want to talk about, leave it for when I come home at night, OK?"
"Yeah!" Lin Xue nodded obediently and said, "Then Big Brother Liu, come home early. I’ll make you a bowl of pork knuckle noodles tonight. They say that if you eat it, you can get rid of bad luck."
“Sounds good!” Liu Yanbo responded with a grin.
…
After hanging up the phone, Liu Yanbo got up and looked at the busy street, wondering whether he would take a bus to the company or a taxi.
“Guess I’ll just take the bus.” Liu Yanbo muttered, “I probably won't be able to find a job for a while. Every penny is worth saving."
‘sshs~’ A black Audi A8 stopped in front of Liu Yanbo. The driver was Ji Ruyan’s loyal middle-aged guard, Hei San.
Hei San got off the car and walked to Liu Yanbo's right side, respectfully saying: "Mr. Liu, the Miss and they would like to invite you to the Shangshan Building."
"They?" Liu Yanbo tilted his head and asked, "Apart from Boss Ji, is there anyone else?"
"Yes. Miss said that Mr. Liu had an appointment with her." Hei San stood aside with his hands down, behaving respectfully and patiently.
It was respect for the strong.
Those in the underworld, especially someone like Hei San who had been working for more than ten years in this area, may have succumbed to money and power. But that didn’t necessarily mean they accepted it willingly.
Liu Yanbo had neither great power nor wealth, but he had a strength that left anyone terrified.
A powerful and rich person was no doubt fearful, but it was still weaker than one with terrifying strength.
If the same one killed off their entire family. Even if they’re rich and powerful, and even if the law finally brought justice for them, what use would it be by then?
Facing a murderous person, who wouldn’t be afraid?
Sometimes fear was a kind of respect.
Liu Yanbo threw away the cigarette butt and got up, saying: “Then Brother San, could you give me a ride?”
Hei San nodded, opening the door for Liu Yanbo: “Mr. Liu, call me Hei San from now on.”
Liu Yanbo laughed and didn’t speak anymore.
Esteemed Meals Building.
From the name, you could tell it was a restaurant. It was indeed a place to eat, but it wasn’t simply any kind of restaurant, it was a high-end clubhouse.
Esteemed Meals opened after reforming. Before that, it was a simple restaurant that, because of a well-known chef, had a bit of popularity.
Over the past few decades, the restaurant had become more and more famous, and with it, more and more fancier and exclusive.
About five years ago, Esteemed Meals was acquired by a powerful business man and was officially built into a private clubhouse and a membership system was implemented, which made it no longer open to ordinary people.
To this day, being able to enjoy a meal at Esteemed Meals symbolized having status. Many people wanted to get a membership card, not just to eat the signature 5 star meals, but more to show off, and be a part of the real upper class of Haishi.
Liu Yanbo knew that there was such a place in Haishi, but he had never been and nor was he qualified to go in.
There was nothing he could do. Who let him be so poor?
In this society, if you had no money or power, you were worth nothing.
But fortunately, God was still fair sometimes, and today he gave Liu Yanbo an opportunity.
The car steadily parked outside the clubhouse. After getting out of the car, Liu Yanbo tidied up his wrinkled work clothes, raised his head and walked towards the gate with great stride, somewhat rushing.
But who could blame him when there were so many fashionably dressed and adorned with jewelry celebrities getting out of the cars around him, and all looking at him in surprise.
He was poor, but not short-sighted. But in this situation, what else could he do other than pretend not to notice?
Who wouldn’t do the same?
What’s worse, behind him followed Hei San, who carried an intimidating expression on his face, was more than 1.85 meters tall, and seemed like a tower-like “bodyguard”. Which added even more surprise to the well-dressed people.
How to pretend, how to look like.
Outside the gate were two lifelike and domineering stone lions. The gold-lettered signboard on the door was glittering under the sun. The four welcoming ladies standing at the door were wearing red dresses, all of them were beautiful and tall, very pleasing to the eyes.
Judging from the entrance alone, it was clear that only powerful figures or celebrities could enter and exit the place. How did a taxi driver suddenly appear here?
Seeing Liu Yanbo opening the door, even the four welcome ladies were a little surprised and forgot to open the door for the visitors.
"Sir, do you have a membership card?" One of the prettiest of the welcoming ladies reacted first, her voice soft as a spring breeze, and her eyes as charming as autumn leaves.
Although she had asked quite sternly, her voice was melodious that it was hard to feel any offense from it.
Liu Yanbo touched his nose awkwardly, smiled, and looked back.
Hei San, who was a few steps behind, hurried to the front and handed over a golden card: “Mr. Liu Yanbo was invited by my Miss.”
“It turns out you’re a guest invited by Boss Ji. I was a little disrespectful just now. I hope Mr. Liu will forgive me. " The welcoming lady recognized Hei San, and said, "Mr. Liu, please follow me."
"Xiaomei, tell the kitchen to serve food to private room 2."
Liu Yanbo followed the welcoming lady to the banquet he had no idea what to expect.
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