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Chapter 120: The Criminal Has Fled to Haishi
While at work, Lu Zhijin received a call from his former comrade in the special operations unit, who was now the team captain.
Hey, Zhijin, do you remember the drug trafficking ring we took down in Menghai?
Lu Zhijin unconsciously furrowed his brows, recalling that experience.
They had been stationed in Yunnan for three months back then. After nearly two months of undercover work, his teammates finally located the criminal group’s base and ultimately arrested this drug manufacturing syndicate.
This criminal organization had connections with many gang groups in the Golden Triangle, forcing villagers to grow opium for them and threatening women and children to transport drugs.
Their methods were utterly inhumane – human lives meant nothing to them. Killing a person was as uneventful as crushing an ant.
It took Lu Zhijin and his team a long time tracking them before they finally found the criminals’ base. During the final raid, they lost two comrades.
How could he ever forget? They were living in this world carrying the hopes of their fallen comrades.
I remember. What’s wrong?
Remember how the second-in-command Wu Yongwan escaped? We handed over the pursuit to local police.
His comrade paused, speaking in a heavy tone.
The Yunnan police contacted us. They’ve tracked Wu Yongwan’s movements – he fled to Haishi some time ago.
The wrinkles between Lu Zhijin’s brows deepened, his eyes brewing with bloodthirsty intensity. His hand gripping the phone tightened, revealing prominent veins.
Yunnan will send several officers over. We need your assistance for this capture operation.
Don’t worry. This time, we absolutely won’t let him escape again.Lu Zhijin’s voice was deep, his eyes containing dangerous glints, his expression icy cold.
Lu Zhijin could never forget that day – it was his final combat mission before returning to Haishi.
After two dangerous months of undercover work, just when they thought they could successfully capture these drug lords and complete their mission…
They watched helplessly as two comrades lay before them, deep bloody holes in their foreheads, blood flowing relentlessly.
Their comrades’ eyes remained wide with disbelief, not even having time to close before their lives ended in that moment.
And the one who fired those shots was none other than Wu Yongwan, who escaped!
After hanging up, Lu Zhijin sat silently in his office chair, lost in thought, his eyes dark and profound like massive waves about to engulf sailing ships.
Then he picked up the internal phone on his desk, made several calls, and began preparing the capture plan.
— — — —
That evening, Song Shimu was at home tending to the child. Since Lu Yike had enrolled in a basic Olympiad math class this semester and would be participating in a competition soon, the little rascal had been particularly diligent with his studies and revision these days.
Sometimes Song Shimu worried he might be under too much pressure – so young yet learning so many things. She wasn’t the type of parent obsessed with their children achieving extraordinary success.
Her greatest wish was simply for her child to live healthily and happily.
So when Song Shimu very thoughtfully asked Lu Yike about his feelings, the little boy waved his hand dismissively, looking quite nonchalant, even with a hint of don’t stop my progress expression.
Not at all. I find these things quite simple, and I really enjoy learning. I don’t feel tired at all.
Song Shimu had no choice but to drop the matter. Well then, with such an enthusiastic child at home, she could happily relax and take it easy.
For the past few evenings, Song Shimu had been putting Chen Chen to sleep. Chen Chen could still only pronounce basic words like Daddy, Mommy, and Gege (brother).
She only called out when necessary, usually just giggling happily.
Your daddy is out working hard, and your brother is studying diligently. We mother and daughter will just focus on being beautiful at home.
Song Shimu gently poked Chen Chen’s soft, milky cheek—newborn skin was so tender!
Chen Chen grabbed her mother’s finger with her tiny hand, giggling and kicking her legs while making mm~ mm~ sounds in her throat, as if she understood what Song Shimu was saying.
When Lu Zhijin returned, it was already quite late. The lights were on in the living room, but no one was there.
Walking into Chen Chen’s nursery, the pink princess-themed room was filled with a fairy-tale ambiance.
Lu Chenxi, dressed in adorable little clothes, lay sound asleep on the spacious bed.
Meanwhile, Song Shimu had fallen asleep with her head resting on her arm, one hand gently placed on Chen Chen’s stomach, her eyes closed as she drifted into dreams.
Mother and daughter shared the same fair, delicate skin, with thick, slightly upturned eyelashes and soft pink lips—they looked like dolls.
Lu Zhijin turned and went to Lu Yike’s bedroom, picking up the little rascal.
Feeling the movement, Lu Yike opened his sleepy eyes and, realizing it was his father, grabbed Lu Zhijin’s collar with his small hand, his voice thick with sleep.
Daddy.
Yes, you’re going to sleep in your sister’s room tonight. You two can look after each other.
Lu Zhijin delivered this instruction with a perfectly straight face, his eyes calm as water, carrying out his grand plan.
He carried Lu Yike to Chen Chen’s room, then brought his fragrant, soft wife back to their bedroom.
………
A Jin—
Song Shimu lay on the bed, half-asleep, her arms wrapped around the man’s neck, refusing to let go as she cooed in a soft, pleading voice.
Why have you been coming back so late these past few days?
I’ve been working with the police to capture a criminal, so I’ve been getting back late.
Lu Zhijin turned his head to kiss Song Shimu, gently stroking her completely unguarded face, his eyes filled with tender affection.
Be good, let go for now. I need to take a shower.
By the time Lu Zhijin finished his shower, his little wife was already curled up fast asleep under the covers.
He slipped into bed, still carrying the damp scent of his shower, and pulled the woman into his arms. The bedding was filled with the fresh fragrance of lemon-scented shower gel.
— — — —
The next morning, after Lu Zhijin finished his exercise, Song Shimu had just woken up. Aunt Zhao had prepared breakfast, and the table was laden with a variety of dishes.
I might not be back for the next few days. Work requires overtime.
Lu Zhijin handed the prepared sandwich to Song Shimu. Wu Yongwan’s whereabouts still hadn’t been found, and since he was armed, his presence in Haishi posed a significant threat.
He had been collaborating with the police over the past couple of days. To apprehend the suspect as quickly as possible, they needed to work extra shifts, stake out locations, and meticulously review surveillance footage from various areas.
That sounds exhausting. Please remember to eat on time and call me whenever you get a moment.
Song Shimu’s eyes were filled with concern, but she understood the nature of Lu Zhijin’s work.
Don’t worry, I’ve arranged for a driver to take you and Ke Ke to and from school. For the next few days, avoid going out unnecessarily and stay safe.
Has a criminal escaped?
It’s a drug lord we haven’t been able to catch before. We recently received intel that he’s fled to Haishi.
A flicker of ruthlessness passed through Lu Zhijin’s eyes, his expression turning dark and grim.
Then you must be careful too.
Song Shimu felt a faint unease in his heart. They were just ordinary people with little opportunity to come into contact with such criminals.
However, due to the nature of Lu Zhijin’s work, he constantly had to face danger.
A couple of days ago, his mother mentioned that a renowned monk had arrived at Xingye Temple, and she planned to find time to pray for Lu Zhijin’s safety.