My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 4: Chapter 0004: Fiery Beauty_1

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Officer comrade, be careful with the gun.” Ye Xiong pointed at her gun barrel and whispered a warning.

Luo Weiwei glanced at the man dressed in tattered clothes, instantly recognizing from his attire that he was a construction worker and was inwardly puzzled.

Ordinary people facing police officers would shake with fear like mice seeing a cat, yet this fellow in front of her didn’t show the slightest sign of nervousness.

“Hands on your head and squat down; stay put.” Luo Weiwei commanded.

Ye Xiong obediently squatted down.

“Why did you drive over someone else’s sedan? Trying to show off?”

“Officer comrade…”

“Squat down; who told you to stand up?” Luo Weiwei shouted angrily.

What’s with this hot-tempered chick?

Ye Xiong squatted down again, lifting his head only to see a half-moon!

“Officer comrade, you didn’t hear how fiercely that woman was cursing. She called me a broken construction worker and said that even selling me wouldn’t cover the cost of her car. I was so nervous, I had to run.”

“Actually, her cursing me is fine; after all, I’m just a commoner. But she even cursed you police officers, saying your police bureau is just like their backyard and with one phone call, dozens of police officers would come and kill me like crushing an ant. How could I not flee?”

Ye Xiong looked pitiful, his voice heavy, nearly on the verge of tears.

“Did she really say that?”

“If I’m lying, may the heavens punish my wife by making her run off with another man.” Ye Xiong swore with his hand raised to the sky, not that he had a wife anyway.

“Even if she did say that, there was no need to drive over another person’s car; think of the negative impact.” Luo Weiwei’s voice softened a bit.

“I was wrong. I harbor resentment towards the wealthy; my base instincts are too strong. Please let me off just this once, officer comrade!” Ye Xiong looked up at her face, genuine sincerity on his own.

“Your ID card, your driver’s license.”

“I didn’t bring them.”

“You didn’t bring any?”

“In this line of work, we basically don’t carry anything. When we are working, we get soaked through to the skin, even our underwear…”

“Shut up, who wants to hear all this nonsense?”

Facing such a lowly guy, Luo Weiwei couldn’t be bothered to deal with him and directly phoned her colleagues in the traffic police department, letting them handle the situation.

“This is Luo Weiwei, there’s a person here who has committed a traffic violation; send someone to take him and his car away.”

After making the call, Luo Weiwei stood quietly waiting. Dealing with such minor issues wasn’t for someone who worked on criminal investigations like herself.

At that moment, her phone rang, and Luo Weiwei answered.

“Sister Wei, the woman has confessed. She admitted to child trafficking…” the voice from the other end of the phone was quite loud.

“That’s great. What about that scumbag?”

“He just got bailed out by a lawyer, and the woman is unwilling to disclose who’s behind it all.”

“I’ll be back soon.”

Luo Weiwei hung up the phone and pulled out a pair of handcuffs from her body, dragging Ye Xiong to an advertising board and cuffing him to a spot about a meter high.

“Stay put, my colleagues will be here soon.” Luo Weiwei left the key on the hood of Ye Xiong’s car and drove off in a whoosh.

“Xiao Zhang, I have to return to the station first. I’ve cuffed the guy already; the key is on his car’s hood.”

After Luo Weiwei left, a smirk crept onto Ye Xiong’s mouth as he hung there, feet in the air.

A thin piece of wire fell from his pocket to the ground. After it dropped, he pinched the wire between the toes of his right foot and tossed it lightly into his hand.

In less than a minute, the handcuffs were off.

“Ah, late again, Auntie Bao is probably going to scold the streets.”

…

As soon as Luo Weiwei returned to the station, her phone started ringing.

“Sister Wei, the guy has escaped,” Xiao Zhang reported over the phone.

“But I had cuffed him. Could someone have given him a key?” Luo Weiwei asked in surprise.

“I asked the eyewitnesses; he used a wire to pick the lock.”

Luo Weiwei was stunned for a moment. She thought it was already impressive that the guy could ride a motorcycle over the tail end of a luxury car, but now to pick a lock with a wire? Who on earth is this guy?

“I’ll catch him back after I’ve dealt with the situation here,” Luo Weiwei declared before hanging up the phone.

When Ye Xiong got back to the construction site around nine o’clock, he sneaked in only to hear a furious roar.

“Ye Xiong, stop right there!”

Auntie Bao, the forty-year-old supervisor, stood with her hands on her hips, her demeanor as fierce as a slum landlady from the movies, and she berated Ye Xiong, “Look at what time it is, do you still want to work or not?”

Ye Xiong turned around, and in an instant, his face bloomed with a smile.

“Don’t give me that. Whatever you say today, I won’t fall for it again.” Auntie Bao, who had been duped too many times before, made her stance clear from the outset.

Colds, fevers, traffic jams, accidents, broken alarms—he had used every excuse in the book, and Auntie Bao was long numbed to them.

“Auntie, I won’t make excuses today. You can deduct my wages as you see fit, but there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time.”

Ye Xiong walked over and said with unusual seriousness, “I think you really don’t need to work so hard. You’ve got money, and your son has grown up. Why not just enjoy life? Look at your skin; it’s way worse than before. Aren’t you worried your husband might get tired of you one day and cheat?”

“A curse, is it? Watch this old lady beat you to death.” Aunt Wang swung her iron fist and charged over, fuming with rage.

Ye Xiong ran away in fright like a wisp of smoke.

“Have I really gotten uglier?” Auntie Bao touched her face, extremely worried.

She arrived at the construction site, put on a safety helmet, and began another day of work.

“Brother Xiong, you’re alright?” Wang Tong came up to ask.

He had worried all night without sleeping well, afraid that Ye Xiong had gotten into some trouble, especially since his phone was unreachable.

“I’ve got nine lives, not so easy to get into trouble,” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

“What happened last night in the end?”

“It’s off, the wedding didn’t happen.”

“Really?”

“Don’t believe me? Look at today’s newspaper.”

“Brother Xiong, don’t do such risky things for me next time. It’s not like eating a big meal will make you gain a ton of weight,” Wang Tong said.

“I’m happy to!” Ye Xiong laughed, showing a row of pearly white teeth.

The two of them chatted while moving bricks, starting a new day of work.

Three days later, in a villa in the city district!

“Useless!”

He Haodong slapped his subordinate hard in the face and shouted angrily, “You’ve been searching for days and can’t even find one person. What use are you?”

The person getting slapped was Lu Bao, a gang leader of a group known as the XiBei Guild in Jiangnan City, commanding over thirty men and having informants in various fields.

These people mostly served some big conglomerates, like Lu Bao, mainly depending on the He Family Clan for survival.

“Young Master He, we’ve searched throughout the entire city and haven’t seen this guy,” Lu Bao said.

“Keep looking at all costs until you find him,” He Haodong punched the table, grinding his teeth in hatred, “I won’t be at ease until I’ve skinned him alive.”

“What about that old woman Xiao Fangfang, should I get someone to deal with her?” Lu Bao asked.

“Not for now. If we strike at her, Yang Xinyi will definitely suspect me, and there will be no way to salvage the situation.”

“Master He, do you think Yang Xinyi will have a change of heart?”

“As long as I insist the video is a fake, there’s a chance. So right now, the most important thing is to find that guy and make him admit it.”

“Young Master He, give me a few more days. I will find him for sure.”

“Make sure your men do their job well. If they don’t handle this right, send them back to the Northwest.”

Jiangnan City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Division office.

Luo Weiwei sat in the office, flipping through various types of documents.

At this time, a tall figure entered the office.

“Deputy Chief, good day,” one of the officers stood up quickly beside Luo Weiwei, “Let me get you a glass of water.”

Luo Weiwei turned around, glanced at the deputy chief as if she hadn’t seen him.

“Who let you come back to the Criminal Investigation Division on your own?” Luo Guozhong said angrily.

“Su Yue’e changed her testimony and admitted to child trafficking; Wang Jianjun is a prime suspect.”

“What does it matter if he’s a suspect? Against these high-IQ criminals, without solid evidence, we can’t convict them.”

“So you’re just going to let him get away with it?” Luo Weiwei said unwillingly.

Luo Guozhong threw a stack of documents in front of her and said, “Children’s bodies were found in the South City, their organs missing. This could very likely be a major case of organ trafficking. The child trafficking case may just be a smokescreen to mislead the police.”

Luo Weiwei picked up the documents and read them, her face filled with shock.

“If this involves organ trading, it’s definitely a very large gang, with at least dozens of members, all of whom are ruthless. You should drop this case and stop investigating.”

“This is my case; I absolutely can’t.”

“I’ve already submitted an application to send you to the provincial police academy for training in a few days.”

Luo Weiwei stared intently at her father, Luo Guozhong, and said coldly, “I refuse to be like a turtle who hides its head, dodging when things get tough. I don’t want to spend my life being looked down upon.”

“This is an order.”

“Even if I’m no longer a police officer, I must continue to pursue this case.”

After leaving that last word, Luo Weiwei stormed out of the office, leaving Luo Guozhong with a face ashen with rage.

“Xiao Zhao, how’s the motorcycle license plate I asked you to check?” After leaving the police station, Luo Weiwei called her colleague Xiao Zhao from the Transportation Bureau.

“Sister Wei, I’ve checked. It’s a fake plate.”

“That bastard is slick!” Luo Weiwei hung up the phone and muttered to herself, “I refuse to believe I can’t find you. Future New City, am I blind?”

She started up her own sports motorcycle and roared away.