The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

Chapter 542: Afraid of Something Happening and Afraid of Nothing Happening

The first to send a message was from Northeast China.

It's understandable. It's freezing cold there, and there's no nightlife. Who would wait until midnight before taking action?

But it's not paint, it's spray paint.

About thirty campuses have taken action one after another.

In addition to spray painting, there are also people in more remote prefecture-level cities who are prepared to smash and destroy things, and one who is prepared to throw feces.

Some people were slow to act and were sprayed, but the damage was minimal. In most places, people were restrained and the police were called immediately. The police arrived quickly and the situation was under control.

After twelve o'clock, we dare not relax. We have to find the person who was caught and stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.

Lele felt a little relieved when he saw the lively good news in the principals’ group.

I am afraid of something happening and I am also afraid of nothing happening.

It’s troublesome if something happens, and it’s even more troublesome if nothing happens and you’re worried!

Staff dormitory of Jiangquan Campus.

It is actually a three-bedroom, one-living room house. The rent here is cheap and the accommodation environment is pretty good.

In the living room, a table of food and wine was set up, and the three men and Wu Kun stayed there all night.

Since he didn't get beaten, he started chatting while drinking. He told her in detail how he met Huang Mingli, what kind of person Huang Mingli was, where he usually hung out, how he got the task, how much he was paid, and how he confirmed the completion of the task.

Wu Kun passed the information to Wei Qifeng, and Wei Qifeng arranged for someone to find the person.

The gangsters were caught playing cards in the mahjong room.

After Huang Mingli caught the three men, he released them. He cleaned up the garbage when he left and was grateful to Wu Kun.

Huang Mingli was locked up in a small hotel.

An old small hotel next to the old train station, a three-story building with stairs.

Wei Wuya and Wei Qifeng arrived at the hotel and were greeted by the owner.

"Boss, the person is on the second floor." The male boss in his fifties said timidly.

After a long pause, he stammered, "Let's, well, try not to do anything. This, right now, is difficult to explain."

Wei Wuya took out a wad of money and threw it on the front desk. "Stop the bullshit!"

The male boss bent over and put the money in his pocket, "Then you go up by yourselves."

Wei Wuya asked, "Is the surveillance turned off?"

"It's closed, it's closed as soon as someone comes." The boss put the money in his pocket and spoke without stuttering.

Wei Wuya and Wei Qifeng went upstairs.

When they reached the second floor, Wei Qifeng warned, "Don't be impulsive, don't hit anyone!"

Wei Wuya said nothing.

An old building, like a dormitory, a long row of houses.

He was in a room near the inside, and when he reached the door, Wei Wuya kicked it.

Someone came to open the door immediately. Wei Wuya put his hands in his pockets and walked into the room, followed by Wei Qifeng.

There is a bathroom at the entrance with three beds, no TV, no wardrobe, and it is old and simple.

Huang Mingli squatted in the innermost corner.

There was another person standing by the bed at the door.

As soon as Wei Qifeng came in, he gestured and the two of them left.

Wei Wuya slowly walked up to Huang Mingli.

The young man had a crew cut, a sly look, and a cunning expression.

Wei Wuya squatted down, his eyes sharp.

Huang Mingli swallowed and avoided looking.

Wei Wuya frowned, "You didn't get beaten?"

Huang Mingli panicked and waved his hands repeatedly, "I'll tell you whatever you ask, just don't hit me."

Wei Wuya pulled out his hand and swung his left hand. Huang Mingli dodged to the right. Wei Wuya clenched his right fist with his middle finger protruding and hit Huang Mingli hard on the head.

Huang Mingli held his head and begged for mercy.

"Damn it! Why is there no peace during the New Year?" Wei Wuya was not satisfied and slapped the man on the head with his left hand.

Wei Qifeng coughed and Wei Wuya stopped.

Wei Qifeng sat on the bed, his voice gentle yet dignified, "Speak!"

Huang Mingli looked up at Wei Qifeng with a bitter face, "Someone gave me money, saying that the company owed money and asked me to go and clean it up, so I..."

Wei Qifeng frowned, "Think it over and tell me!"

Huang Mingli glanced at Wei Qifeng and rolled his eyes. "Really, I usually have nothing to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Qifeng said to Wei Wuya, "Ask A Biao to come in."

Wei Wuya squeezed his hands and said, "I'll do it!"

As he spoke, he began to take off his coat and scarf.

Huang Mingli's legs went limp when he saw this. He fell to his knees and hugged Wei Wuya's legs. "Brother, brother, brother, don't, I'll tell you what I'm saying!"

Wei Wuya pulled his leg hard and the man fell to the ground. Wei Wuya kicked the man in the stomach. Huang Mingli immediately bent over like a maggot, his expression painful, and tears streaming down his face.

Wei Qifeng coughed again, "Stop messing around, call A Biao in!"

After a pause, he added: "He is more professional!"

Huang Mingli immediately softened when he heard this and crawled to Wei Qifeng's feet, "Master, Master, Master, don't bother, I'll tell you what I'm saying."

Wei Wuya was unhappy when he heard this and kicked him again, "You are so different in generation, grandson."

Huang Mingli got up, moved to Wei Wuya's side, and shouted, "Dad!"

"Bah! Rubbish!" Wei Wuya spat in disgust. "Stop the fucking nonsense and speak!"

Wei Qifeng narrowed his eyes, twirled his thumb, and slowly asked, "Who is Huang Shuo to you?"

Huang Mingli was stunned for a moment and his eyes dodged.

Wei Wuya kicked again, and the man hugged his foot and shouted, "Uncle brother, but not the same grandfather. His grandfather is my uncle."

"Where is Huang Chunyue?" Wei Qifeng asked directly.

"Huang Chunyue..." Huang Mingli pursed his lips, looking nervous.

"Speak!" Wei Wuya scolded.

"Huang Chunyue is dead. She died abroad." Huang Mingli said with his head down.

"Dead?" Wei Qifeng was a little surprised. This could explain why the person could not be found.

"Well, it seems like suicide, that, what, mental illness!" Huang Mingli seemed to be trying to organize his words.

"Neuropathy?"

"That's just mental problems, depression... Tsk, that?"

"Depression?" Wei Wuya asked.

“Yes, yes, depression!”

Wei Qifeng drooped his eyelids and twirled his thumbs, trying to piece together the information.

After a while, Wei Qifeng asked again, "What happened before Huang Chunyue and Huang Qiuyue went to Longquan?"

Huang Mingli's eyes widened and he frowned. "Master, you're putting me in a difficult position. I was just a child at that time! No, I was still a sperm!"

Wei Wuya frowned and glared at Huang Mingli, but Huang Mingli started to smile playfully again.

"Where is Huang Qiuyue?" Wei Qifeng asked.

"Huang Qiuyue..." Huang Mingli tried hard to recall, "Huang Qiuyue is very beautiful, but I've only seen her in photos. Everyone in the village calls her Qiuxiang!"

"Oh?" Wei Qifeng raised his eyelids, "Her business?"

Huang Mingli said with a bitter face, "I'm really not sure about this."

"She is not married?" Wei Qifeng asked.

"Hey, who dares to marry her!" Huang Mingli blurted out, but then felt something was wrong and kept silent.

Wei Wuya's face was ice cold, and Huang Mingli was terrified by his stare.

"Speak!" Wei Wuya scolded impatiently.