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Hua Di was working hard and devoting all his energy to the interrogation of Wen Zheng. On the other hand, Lin Zhenan rushed back to Ni Kun to report the latest situation to him.

"Uncle Kun, the police officer in charge of interrogating Wen Zheng this time is really a tough nut to crack. We have no way of bailing Wen Zheng out." Lin Zhenan said helplessly.

Ni Kun frowned slightly, obviously a little surprised by the news, but he did not respond immediately. Instead, he continued to listen to Lin Zhenan.

"Moreover, I also heard some background information about the responsible police officer Liu Hua from the side. On the surface, he is just an ordinary inspector, but in fact, he has a close relationship with several super-rich people in Hong Kong. What is even more surprising is that the relationship between him and Twelve Young Master is also extraordinary. The two of them call each other brothers. It is said that Twelve Young Master did not hesitate to sell out many brothers in the underworld for him!" Lin Zhenan told Ni Kun everything he knew, and then he remained silent, quietly waiting for Ni Kun's instructions.

Ni Kun remained silent, his face expressionless, making it difficult to discern his thoughts. If Luo Ji were here, he would have been able to tell at a glance that Ni Kun was lost in thought, because whenever Ni Kun was pondering something, he would have that look.

After a while, Ni Kun finally picked up the cigar on the table again, took a deep puff, and then slowly exhaled the smoke. Then, he put the cigar back on the table, as if this action could help him sort out his thoughts.

Finally, Ni Kun's gaze slowly fell on Lin Zhen'an. His eyes were sharp and cold, as if they could penetrate a person's soul. After a moment's silence, Ni Kun finally spoke, his voice low and oppressive: "How much evidence do the police have against Wen Zheng?"

Lin Zhenan's heart tightened, knowing the importance of this question. He quickly pulled a document from his bag and carefully handed it to Ni Kun. He then said, "Uncle Kun, because the police have never allowed me to see Wen Zheng in person, the information I have now is all obtained from the brothers who were arrested."

Lin Zhenan took a deep breath and continued, "From the current situation, Wen Zheng should have been caught by the police. In the warehouse, Wen Zheng's fingerprints were found on many of the goods. Once this evidence is presented in court, it will be very difficult to find someone to take his place."

After saying this, Lin Zhenan fell silent. He stood there quietly, waiting for Ni Kun's reaction. Ni Kun remained expressionless, his silence giving people a sense of invisible pressure.

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere in the room grew extremely heavy. After several minutes, Ni Kun finally spoke again, his voice still cold: "You should leave first. I'll have someone call you back in later."

Lin Zhenan sat on pins and needles in the living room, his anxiety growing with each passing minute. Finally, after almost half an hour, Ni Kun's servant came over and called him in.

Lin Zhenan walked quickly into the room. As soon as he saw Ni Kun, he couldn't wait to ask, "Uncle Kun, how is Wen Zheng? How much evidence does he have against us?"

Ni Kun looked at Lin Zhenan with a serious expression and said slowly, "Zhenan, I'm afraid Wen Zheng can't be saved. As for how much evidence he has against us, I don't know."

Lin Zhenan was struck by lightning when he heard this. His head was buzzing, as if he had been hit by a club. He stared at Ni Kun with wide eyes, his face filled with disbelief. His lips trembled slightly as he said, "Uncle Kun, Wen Zheng won't betray us. He won't betray you even if he goes to jail. You must trust him! You must give him a chance!"

Wen Zheng was Lin Zhenan's blood brother, a friend he had grown up with. The bond between the two was incredibly deep. Lin Zhenan couldn't bear to watch Wen Zheng get into trouble, and he was incredibly anxious, hoping Ni Kun would show some mercy.

However, Ni Kun simply said, "As long as he doesn't betray us, that's fine. Once the police allow you to visit him, you can go and explain things to him."

After hearing what Ni Kun said, Lin Zhenan felt a little relieved. After all, Ni Kun's words should mean that he would not take any more actions that would harm Wen Zheng.

Seeing that Ni Kun had no other instructions, Lin Zhenan stood up, said goodbye and left the room.

Lin Zhenan dragged his exhausted body back home and lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep. His mind kept flashing through every little detail of his time with Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng and Lin Zhen'an grew up together and share a deep blood relationship. Lin Zhen'an's family was poor and had always lived in financial difficulty. However, since Wen Zheng became involved in the underworld, their family's situation has gradually improved.

Wen Zheng funded Lin Zhenan's university education in Hong Kong and his study abroad in the United States. Without Wen Zheng's help, Lin Zhenan would have had difficulty completing his studies and might even have ended up on the streets like other children from poor families and become a gangster.

After graduation, Wen Zheng not only helped Lin Zhenan find many connections, but also introduced him to many cases, which enabled Lin Zhenan to make a lot of money. Moreover, it was because of Wen Zheng's recommendation that Lin Zhenan had the opportunity to serve as a legal advisor to the Ni Kun family.

It could be said that Lin Zhenan's current achievements were largely due to Wen Zheng. It was thanks to Wen Zheng's support and help that Lin Zhenan was able to earn so much money and maintain a certain social status. Those small-time thugs, fearing Wen Zheng's influence, did not dare to provoke Lin Zhenan easily.

Lin Zhenan washed up as usual and went to bed early to sleep. However, tonight he was unusually restless, tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Just as Lin Zhenan was feeling incredibly anxious, the phone suddenly rang in the living room. This sudden ringing made the already distraught Lin Zhenan's heart tighten, as if it had been struck hard. He had never felt a phone ring so piercing before; the sound seemed particularly abrupt and terrifying in the quiet night.

Lin Zhenan didn't have time to think. He leaped out of bed and rushed to the living room in two steps. His heartbeat was so rapid that it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat. When he picked up the phone, his hand was even shaking slightly.

The news from the other end of the phone was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Lin Zhenan stunned. His mind went blank, completely unable to think. When he came to his senses, he found himself sitting down on the sofa next to him. If it weren't for the sofa's support, he would probably collapse to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Lin Zhenan was in a trance for a long time, as if he had lost his soul. After a long time, he finally woke up, as if suddenly remembering something important. He immediately stood up, hurriedly put on his clothes and shoes, and rushed to the garage like a gust of wind.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lin Zhenan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He told himself to stay calm and not panic. However, his heartbeat was still uncontrollable, like a wild horse running free.

Finally, Lin Zhenan started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off like an arrow. The sharp sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground echoed in the silent night, as if it were Lin Zhenan's anxious cry.

The car sped along at lightning speed and soon arrived at the entrance of Mingcheng North Hospital. Without even having time to park the car, Lin Zhenan hastily opened the door and, like an enraged lion, bolted for the emergency room.

When he rushed to the emergency room in a panic, he was followed closely by two security guards. They ran wildly and shouted at him to stop and park the car first.

However, he had no time to think about these things at the moment. His only concern was for Lin Kaiwen's condition. Finally, he arrived at the emergency room door, breathless, only to find that more than a dozen police officers had already gathered there. Some were in uniform, while others were in plain clothes. Each of their faces was filled with anxiety.

Among this group of policemen, Wang Zhicong was sitting on a chair nearby, holding a mobile phone, seemingly talking to someone and muttering to himself.

Lin Zhenan ignored everything else and walked straight to the police officer guarding the emergency room door. He asked anxiously, "I'm Lin Kaiwen's lawyer. What happened to him?"

Seeing this, Lin Wentai hurried forward and said to Lin Zhenan, "Wen Zheng, that is, Lin Xiewen, is currently being treated in there. We'll talk about the details after the doctor comes out."

Lin Zhenan became increasingly agitated upon hearing this. He shouted angrily, "Why is he in the emergency room? You won't even let his lawyer visit him. What happened to him?"

Facing Lin Zhenan's questioning, Lin Wentai seemed somewhat helpless. He sighed and explained, "Well, Mr. Lawyer, let's wait for the doctor to come out before we can tell you the specific situation. It's hard to say right now."