Chen Er's figure melted into the mighty throng of exam - takers and gradually turned into a tiny black dot. Then, Jiang Cong started his car and drove away.
Around a corner, Yang Heng stared blankly as the familiar black Land Rover started and drove off.
How could Jiang Cong get involved with Chen Er?
While Yang Heng was lost in thought, his mind in a complete muddle, the black Land Rover returned. It pulled up right in front of Yang Heng. The window rolled down. Without even turning his head, Jiang Cong said, "Get in."
Yang Heng obediently opened the door and got into the back seat.
The car drove at a steady speed. Yang Heng nervously swallowed his saliva. "Brother Jiang, I..."
All the words he had prepared seemed to lose their strength the moment he saw Jiang Cong.
"Do you want to persuade me not to be with Chen Er?" Jiang Cong saw right through Yang Heng's mind. He pulled the car over to the side of the road. With a "click", he lit a cigarette with his lighter, rolled down the window, and blew out a puff of smoke.
Yang Heng didn't expect Jiang Cong to be so straightforward. He decided not to beat around the bush anymore. Summoning up his courage, he said, "Brother Jiang, she's not your type. She's a delinquent girl, but you're..."
Jiang Cong interrupted him, his tone turning aggressive. "But I'm what? The so - called professor of criminal psychology? Or the Jiang Cong with a bright future?"
Yang Heng was speechless. Finally, he lowered his head and fell silent.
Jiang Cong flicked the ash off his cigarette. His expression was serious and earnest. "In front of Chen Er, I'm just Jiang Cong, not the unreachable Professor Jiang with all those glorious titles. No matter what kind of person she is, since she's stepped onto my boat, there's no way she can get off, no matter what happens!"
Jiang Cong's powerful words echoed clearly in Yang Heng's ears. Still in a daze, he got out of the car and followed Jiang Cong into the police station.
Qin An was quite surprised to see Yang Heng getting out of Jiang Cong's car. After Jiang Cong went into his office, Qin An grabbed Yang Heng's sleeve and gossiped, "Why did you get out of Professor Jiang's car, Yang Heng? I'm asking you! Yang Heng!"
Yang Heng was still deeply shocked by what Jiang Cong had said. He was oblivious to everything around him.
Seeing that Yang Heng didn't respond, Qin An muttered to himself, "What's wrong with this guy today? Is he scared stupid? It's really strange."
The internal phone rang. It was the call from Chief Wang. "Jiang Cong, come to my office. We've caught that big shot. I need to discuss the follow - up matters with you."
Jiang Cong's office door opened again. He casually glanced at Yang Heng and found that he still looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He decided to just let it be. After all, Yang Heng's thoughts couldn't change his decision.
"You're here! Sit down," Chief Wang looked up and said to Jiang Cong as he entered the office.
Jiang Cong took the folder containing the confession of Scorpion from yesterday and the information about the big shot that Chief Wang handed him and analyzed it carefully.
"Do you think Scorpion might be lying, hiding some facts? When our men raided the two biggest dens, the people had already fled," Chief Wang stroked his chin and speculated.
But soon, he dismissed this speculation. "No, that's not right. We've caught the big shot. After comparison, he is indeed the long - disappeared top leader."
Jiang Cong scanned through all the records in the folder at a glance and reached a conclusion. "No, Scorpion isn't lying. It's those remaining criminals who are deliberately trying to sow discord between us and Scorpion, hoping that we'll fight among ourselves and give up on interrogating Scorpion."
"I see," Chief Wang suddenly understood after Jiang Cong's explanation. "Then how are we going to catch the remaining criminals? As the saying goes, once bitten, twice shy. I'm afraid it'll be extremely difficult to catch them this time."
Jiang Cong shook his head and closed the folder. "No, they'll strike again soon. They'll use the tactic of throwing out a sprat to catch a mackerel, diverting our attention and making us more suspicious of Scorpion's words. After we find that we've only caught small fries, they'll make their real move."
"How can you be sure they won't run away?" Chief Wang asked, still skeptical because he thought the criminals were cunning and full of tricks.
Jiang Cong sneered, showing his disdain for the person hiding in the dark who was trying to play games with him. "He's going against the normal way of thinking, taking advantage of people's inertial thinking that they'll definitely choose the right time to escape. But sometimes, the most dangerous place is the safest."
After listening to Jiang Cong's in - depth analysis, Chief Wang broke out in a light sweat. "I didn't expect the remaining criminals to be the most difficult to deal with."
Jiang Cong neither agreed nor disagreed with Chief Wang. He comforted him, "Don't worry. We just need to cooperate with their show and wait and see. No matter how smart the mouse is, it can't beat the cat."
Seeing Jiang Cong's confident look, Chief Wang gradually felt relieved. At the same time, he thought even more highly of Jiang Cong.
In Chief Wang's eyes, Jiang Cong could see through people's hearts and hit the nail on the head. If someone was on the opposite side of Jiang Cong, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg.
It was a good thing that such a person had become a criminal psychologist. If he had gone astray, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After Chief Wang had his doubts cleared, he started daydreaming about the upright Jiang Cong in front of him. In his mind, he pictured a powerful figure looking down on the world arrogantly, and it didn't seem out of place at all.
Jiang Cong's inner thought: Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!
Jiang Cong simply said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave," and then left Chief Wang's office.
On the other side, Yang Heng finally came to his senses. Seeing Jiang Cong approaching, he excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Cong's arm. "Brother Jiang! I understand! Love has no age limit. It's okay for an older man to date a younger woman! As long as you like her, it doesn't matter what kind of person she is."
Jiang Cong let out a cold laugh. He pushed Yang Heng's hand away. When he noticed the subtle looks from around, he tightened his grip on Yang Heng, making him grimace in pain. "Remember the saying 'Misfortune comes from careless talk'. You'll pay the price for your thoughtless words this time."
At this moment, Yang Heng had no idea that because of his momentary thoughtlessness, he would be transferred to the neighborhood office for a one - month patrol and mediation job.
From then on, there was an unwritten rule in the police station: Never make Jiang Cong angry, or you'll be tortured to death. Losing a layer of skin would be considered a light punishment.