Chapter 50 - 2#

Gu Chenzhou flipped through the information in his hand again and said, “Adjutant Zhang, is everything here?”

Adjutant Zhang looked left and right and saw that no one was standing within ten meters of them. He lowered his voice and said to Gu Chenzhou, “Young Master Gu, some things cannot be written on paper. Commander Wei instructed me to tell you privately.” He paused, and without waiting for Gu Chenzhou to speak, he continued, his tone even lower and his speech faster, “Zhao Xianyang is a staunch member of the Yu faction. Although his official career is not going well, his family’s older generation still has some power and connections. In addition, with the past history with Secretary Wang, that person from the Yu faction has always attached great importance to this director. To be honest, with today’s high technology, there are few things that cannot be found out. The things that cannot be found out are either because the resources used are not enough, or because someone behind the scenes is hiding and suppressing the clues, so the investigation cannot continue halfway, or even if it is found out, it has to be chewed up and swallowed into the stomach to be digested and forgotten.”

This was almost a clear indication.

Zhao Xianyang made this move to try to frame the Wang faction. Even if no one directly instructed him from behind, there were hints and help in concealing it.

Gu Chenzhou frowned for a moment and sorted out the matter from beginning to end in his mind.

Wang Rongze hosted a banquet. He Hailou, with a bruised face that had not yet completely subsided, attended without being invited. Then the banquet ended, and He Hailou deliberately walked to his side and acted intimately. Then Wang Rongze said that angry sentence in the private room.

Combined with what happened later, at this time, He Hailou already clearly knew that something would happen.

In the previous period when he was in contact with He Hailou, Gu Chenzhou found that the other party had never proposed to go out to play. This was simply incredible for He Hailou, who loved to party. In addition, he would sometimes inadvertently touch the wound on his face. In his heart, He Hailou was probably not indifferent to the problem on his face… So why did He Hailou go to National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance that night without being invited?

To sound out Wang Rongze? To let this attack proceed smoothly? To create clues and evidence that Wang Rongze was resentful and had someone chase and beat Gu Chenzhou in the middle of the night?

—If it was really for this purpose, He Hailou’s IQ would be too worrying.

He deliberately appeared at National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance, and from beginning to end, he was provoking Wang Rongze’s anger, clearly sending a question mark into Gu Chenzhou’s heart, causing Gu Chenzhou and the Gu family to directly suspect the mastermind behind the scenes.

—But, what was He Hailou’s purpose in doing this?

Gu Chenzhou thought for a while and asked Adjutant Zhang, “Adjutant Zhang, what is the relationship between Zhao Xianyang and Premier He?”

Adjutant Zhang smiled: “Premier He is the backbone of the Yu faction. Generally speaking, in the Yu faction, people like Director Zhao,” he emphasized that the other’s status was not enough, “not many people will have a bad relationship with him. But,” he paused again, “Zhao Xianyang is not an ordinary director. Whether there is any other inside story, we haven’t found out much.”

What nonsense. Even Zhao Xianyang’s black materials can be investigated so clearly and accurately to the hour, how can the internal strife in the faction not be figured out? It’s just not convenient to say it out loud.

Of course, this was also as it should be. If it weren’t for Gu Xinjun and Wei Chengbo, who would take Gu Chenzhou seriously? How could Adjutant Zhang say these things?

But even if it was not convenient to say it directly, Adjutant Zhang was also hinting to Gu Chenzhou that the relationship between Premier He and Zhao Xianyang was not particularly good.

Then, it is understandable why He Hailou came out to disrupt the situation…

Gu Chenzhou folded the information in his hand and handed it back to the other party—this kind of draft obtained by the fastest method was not suitable to be taken out directly as evidence. After Adjutant Zhang collected the information, he would naturally give a clean and legal evidence in the fastest time.

Tonight’s matter was half done here. Gu Chenzhou showed a smile: “Thank you for your trouble this time, Adjutant Zhang.”

“I should, I should.” As an old man by Wei Chengbo’s side, Adjutant Zhang understood that in his superior’s heart, this young master and Wei Chengbo’s own son, Wei Xiangjin, were of similar weight, even if there was a difference, it wouldn’t be much. He waved his hand to Gu Chenzhou very modestly and said, “It’s good to be able to help Young Master Gu. Young Master Gu, shall I send you out now?”

“How dare I trouble Adjutant Zhang?” Gu Chenzhou said with a slight smile, “Commander Wei must be waiting for the adjutant to go back at this time.”

This is to say that I am valued by Commander Wei!

Adjutant Zhang felt comfortable in his heart. To be able to become Wei Chengbo’s adjutant and be sent to handle this kind of matter, it was impossible not to be a confidant. But these words also showed Gu Chenzhou’s attitude, which was to recognize him—to work by the leader’s side, if you can’t handle the relationship with the leader’s relatives well, this job will not be easy to do.

Although he was relaxed in his heart, he was still very polite and wanted to see Gu Chenzhou off. It was not until Gu Chenzhou resolutely postponed it several times that he sent Gu Chenzhou to the car and stood outside, saying, “Young Master Gu, take care. I’ll go back and report to the commander now!”

Already sitting in the car, Gu Chenzhou pressed down the window, nodded to Adjutant Zhang to show that he understood, and then left the Third Military Region garrison with the slowly moving car, under the cover of night.

This was a most ordinary and most extraordinary night.

This night, for most people, was like the most ordinary one in the past: eating, entertaining, sleeping, the stars in the sky were covered and swallowed by the neon lights on the ground.

But this night, for some minorities, seemed so unusual—for example, a few soldiers who were staying in the Third Military Region, for example, the high-level officials who knew the whole story, for example, the police who were preparing, for example, Zhao Xianyang, who was at home, had already changed into his pajamas and gone to bed, and was ready to rest, but was arrested on the spot by the police who broke in.

That night, in the community where Director Zhao lived, the lights were on for half the night.

That night, from the police station branch to the community where Director Zhao lived, a distance of 6,300 meters on thirteen different streets, more than 28,000 people directly witnessed this scene of nearly ten police cars connected head to tail, the red and blue lights flashing on the roof, and the two rows of car bodies, from the light to the position, occupying the entire street.

“Holy shit, something big happened again!”

Almost at the same time, in various large and small forums in the capital, or online communication tools, or by phone, there were one or several well-informed and gossip-loving people who described and exchanged this rather shocking scene with their relatives and friends by posting, leaving messages, or making calls.

At the same time, He Hailou received a text message.

“The other party has started to act.”

This text message with a hidden phone number obviously pointed directly to Gu Chenzhou’s actions.

He Hailou looked at it for a few seconds, smiled slightly, pressed the delete button, and at the same time pressed the number shortcut ‘1’ to call Gu Chenzhou.

The phone only rang two or three times before it was picked up. This time, the person who answered the phone was not Lin Fang, but Gu Chenzhou.

He Hailou walked a few steps out of the noisy and deafening private room and said, “Young Master Gu’s actions are not small. Do you want to come out and play?”

Gu Chenzhou’s laughter came from the other end of the phone. The environment on the other side was very quiet. This laughter seemed to have traveled a long distance and rang directly in He Hailou’s ear.

He Hailou felt that the fingers holding the phone seemed to be a little numb. He squinted his eyes slightly and imagined the feeling of touching the other’s lips, tongue, and throat with his fingers, inside and out.

That must be very wonderful.

As he thought this, he heard Gu Chenzhou say, “I’m outside right now.”

“Oh?” He Hailou walked a few more steps out, walked out of the private room, and even closed the door of the private room to block the noise inside, “Where is Young Master Gu now? You don’t mind me coming over, do you?”

Gu Chenzhou gave an address.

Anling Cemetery, No. 23, Yuanlin Road, Maocang District.

He Hailou recognized this address: it was where Gu Chenzhou’s mother was buried.

The night wind was very cold.

At ten o’clock at night, besides Gu Chenzhou, there was no second person in the cemetery.

A neat row of tombstones, from high to low, were arranged in order. There were no flammable trees, flowers, or grass around. Standing among the tombstones and looking up, the sky was pure and open; standing among the tombstones and looking down, the mountains and the city were all underfoot.

Gu Chenzhou squatted down, his palm pressed on the black, cold marble. The few gilded regular script characters in the center of the marble were upright and distinct. The area around the tombstone was also cleaned up, and not a single large stone could be seen.

The incessant cool wind gave people a headache. Gu Chenzhou straightened his collar, sat in front of the tombstone for a while, and then heard the sound of a car coming from a distance. At first, it was faint and seemed to be there and not there. After a few breaths, it became very obvious.

It was He Hailou.

He thought so, and only waited for two or three minutes before he saw the other’s figure appear at the bend at the end of the road.

“Young Master Gu.” He Hailou was still a few steps away from Gu Chenzhou when he raised his voice to greet Gu Chenzhou, not caring at all about the special place he was in at the moment.

Gu Chenzhou looked at He Hailou’s approaching figure. A few days ago, after the piano performance, the time he spent paying attention to He Hailou had obviously increased. Even when he was bored, he would compare the person in front of him with his memories—for example, at this moment:

He stood up from where he was sitting, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his smile carrying a bit of relaxation and a bit of pleasure, and a little bit of deep meaning that only the owner himself understood:

“Young Master He, you’re here.”

From then on.

11:38:55 PM, December 12, 2012.

From the attack as a prelude, to the arrest of Zhao Xianyang as the end.

A total of twelve days, two hours, fifty-eight minutes, and twenty-three seconds.