At this moment, I felt completely relaxed. As long as Juan Juan and Mary were safe, Dezi and I could face any danger without a second thought. I glanced at Dezi, who also appeared at ease now, a stark contrast to the anxious demeanor from earlier. It seemed that both of us shared the same vulnerabilities, and there was nothing we could do about it.
We were not the kind of people who were free of attachments or desires; that was just how men were. Although we had yet to hear from Yuzelin, as long as she and the Police Department managed to take Juan Juan and Mary away, nothing serious would happen. I had faith in Yuzelin on this matter. With that thought, I gradually relaxed my grip on Boss Huang.
I sighed and turned Boss Huang around, sitting on the Tea Table while observing the people around me. Just then, a middle-aged Perverted Man pushed the door open and walked in. As he entered, he said, "Boss Huang, what happened? Why did you send those two girls away? If they could come to our center, it would be worth as much as an Angel..."
Upon saying this, the middle-aged Perverted Man noticed Dezi and me, and his expression instantly soured as if he had swallowed a fly. "Who are you? Release Boss Huang immediately, or you won't be able to leave through that door. Do you believe me?"
At this moment, the middle-aged Perverted Man had brought in over ten people. While he might not be as strong as the Muscular Men present, their numbers added up to create a crowded atmosphere in the large conference room. If things escalated into a fight, Dezi and I would have little chance of winning; however, we no longer cared about such matters.
I smiled at the sleazy man and said, "We came in with no intention of leaving through that door."
The Perverted Man was taken aback by my words, unable to find a retort. His face flushed red as he addressed Dezi and me again. "You don't need to be slick with your words. I'm giving you two options: first, release Boss Huang; second, we resort to violence. I believe you won't choose the latter. I advise you to be sensible; go ask around in Tianlan City—who doesn't know Pimp Zhan?"
From his words, it seemed that Pimp Zhan was quite notorious in the business of solicitation. It appeared he still hadn't grasped the current situation well enough; Boss Huang was starting to lose her patience too. She turned to me and said, "Look here, brother; I've done what I needed to do. Now what about your end of the bargain? Shouldn't you let me go?"
I chuckled lightly but maintained my control over Boss Huang. I put away my dagger and replied, "Boss Huang, we all understand the situation now. If I let you go, we can easily predict our fates. Naturally, I can't release you; I'm not part of Tianlan City's underworld and have no obligation to follow your rules."
At this moment, Boss Huang was seething with frustration; her advantage had evaporated in a short time. Initially holding absolute power, she found herself controlled by Dezi and me through our coordinated efforts. Even when the odds were evened out, it was still Boss Huang who ultimately chose to step back under immense pressure. Now we had no worries behind us and didn't need to fear anything.
It seemed that Boss Huang had lost both her reputation and her men in front of her subordinates; I wondered how she would react to this humiliation. Moreover, after this incident, it seemed likely that the Heavenly Palace Bathhouse would be permanently shut down. However, after Dezi revealed his identity earlier, Boss Huang had been skeptical of him. The final outcome was not something we could consider at this moment.
I hadn't expected our visit to Heavenly Palace Bathhouse would be so tumultuous; all of this chaos stemmed from Guo Guoqing, who was currently in an interrogation room at the Police Department. If everything was indeed orchestrated by Guo Guoqing, then he was truly malicious. He had first given us a note for Tiansen Supermarket; by the time we arrived there, Guo Guoqing's accomplices had already informed Boss Huang about our members' presence.
Long ago, Boss Huang had already accepted benefits from Guo Guoqing. By the time we arrived here, a conspiracy had already begun. Guo Guoqing first misled us about our identities, bringing us here without our knowledge. Then Boss Huang drugged Mary and Juan Juan, setting his own plan in motion. Guo Guoqing wanted us to experience the feeling of watching our loved ones being violated; such malice was truly insidious.
Demon Boy, indeed, was a Demon Boy. With such a cruel intent, if things were to unfold as Guo Guoqing hoped, I would likely be unable to restrain myself from attacking him directly. Guo Guoqing's plans were always intricately woven together; this incident was not the end. I suspected there were further contingencies in place. It was already mid-December, and Guo Guoqing planned to unveil everything by the end of the month, leaving us with just over ten days.
The Heavenly Palace Bathhouse might merely be one part of Guo Guoqing's scheme. Other events could very well occur around us, potentially mirroring what happened at the Heavenly Palace Bathhouse. This was my greatest concern and a situation from which we needed to escape Guo Guoqing's grasp. If we continued to be led by him, similar incidents would likely follow one after another.
In reality, we had been fortunate to rescue Juan Juan and Mary this time; what about next time? Would we be so lucky again? We all knew that Guo Guoqing harbored a strong hatred for women. If his series of designs were aimed at females—specifically Juan Juan and Mary—then our future work would indeed be perilous.
Thinking of this made me feel a mix of anger and frustration. Even though I understood Guo Guoqing's nature, what could we do? Twenty years ago, perhaps there would have been a chance to use some force during interrogations, but now we had no means to do so. An old police officer once told us that back in the day, many situations with clear evidence could be addressed with force when there was no confession from the criminal.
But now, we could not act that way. Although we knew that the person sitting across from us was heinous, I still believed this was progress; everyone has their rights as human beings. While I looked down on such people from the bottom of my heart, I defended their right to exist as humans. This matter weighed heavily on my mind and was difficult to resolve.
If he truly targeted Juan Juan and Mary, then the worst-case scenario would simply be preventing them from coming out. However, Juan Juan and Mary would never agree to that.
But now was not the time to dwell on this; it was better to consider our own situation.
“Boss Huang,” I said honestly, “the current situation has developed beyond repair. However, what I said before is true: perhaps Guo Guoqing offered you sufficient profits, but our organization is not to be trifled with. Regarding Angel’s situation—Guo Guoqing took him there; you’d better tell us about it. Otherwise, in the end, you’ll be the one who suffers. Think carefully about who Guo Guoqing really is.”
At this moment, I gradually relaxed my grip on Boss Huang; my hand had been holding hers for quite some time and felt somewhat sore. Boss Huang adjusted her posture and replied, “I don’t want to discuss this matter regarding Guo Guoqing anymore, but you cannot leave.”
As for this issue, I had no concerns left; Yuzelin would certainly return with backup after going back to the Police Department. What we needed to do now was buy some time. When Yuzelin came in later, we could ask about Angel’s situation; however, it would be best to inquire now to avoid any concealment from Boss Huang when we reached the police station.
Yet it seemed that Boss Huang had made up her mind not to speak further on it; for now, we could only wait it out.
For a full forty minutes, I was entangled in conversation with Boss Huang when a message from Yuzelin came through. I picked up my phone to check; Juan Juan and Mary had already been taken to the Police Department. After examining them, the doctors confirmed that both had been incapacitated by a specific type of drug. There would be some lingering effects, such as dizziness and headaches upon waking, but there was no significant danger. The drug's effects had not yet worn off, and it was estimated they would wake up the next day.
Although there were some aftereffects, this was still the best possible outcome. I immediately replied to Yuzelin, instructing her to bring the Police Department personnel directly and to identify herself.
At this moment, Boss Huang was growing impatient. She said to me, "Are you just planning to drag this out? I can tell you that even by tomorrow morning, you won't be leaving here. And let me be honest with you: calling the police won't help. You can ask around; after all these years at the Heavenly Palace Bathhouse, have you ever seen anyone come to investigate?"
I understood that both sides of the law were involved in this line of work, but to say it was useless was something I couldn't agree with. For criminal investigators, nothing is more important than human life; even those who provide protection wouldn't dare joke about it. However, it seemed that Boss Huang had never encountered police like us before and didn't regard us as law enforcement at this moment.
But our Special Investigation Team was different from ordinary detectives. I finally said, "Boss Huang, let me give you one last piece of advice: our organization is not something anyone in all of China dares to oppose. I hope you understand what I'm saying."
Naturally, I was referring to the police of our country, but Boss Huang still seemed to think we were members of the Heavenly Domain Organization. She replied, "Let me say this one last time: dragging this out won't benefit you. Every second you delay makes your situation worse; I mean what I say."
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