The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Soon, the two arrived at an elegant restaurant and requested a private room.

"Director Li, what would you like to eat? Order whatever you like, it's on me today."

"Director Cheng, you're too kind. I'll just have something to eat. Let me treat you."

After ordering, Cheng Du personally poured Li Ming a glass of wine, raised his glass and said, "Director Li, this glass is for you, to thank you for your support of our work during this time."

"Director Cheng, you flatter me. Combating crime and upholding justice is the duty of every police officer," Li Ming said, raising his glass in return.

The two clinked glasses and each took a sip.

"By the way, Director Li, I heard you've been investigating a case recently, which seems to be related to that abandoned factory in the suburbs?" Cheng Du asked casually, but his eyes were fixed on Li Ming's expression, trying to glean some clues from his face.

"Oh? Is that so?" Li Ming picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly, seemingly unaware of the deeper meaning in Cheng Du's words. "I know that factory. It has been abandoned for many years. I heard that someone recently wanted to buy it and redevelop it."

“Yes, land prices are so high now, and that plot of land is in a good location, so there must be a lot of people eyeing it,” Cheng Du said with a smile, secretly relieved that Li Ming didn’t suspect his intentions.

"Director Li, these days, if you want to make money, don't you have to seize some opportunities? Look at that piece of land in the suburbs. It was originally barren and nobody wanted it, but now that news of its development has spread, so many people are scrambling to get a piece of the pie." Cheng Du picked up a peanut and said casually, but his eyes were always watching Li Ming's reaction.

Li Ming calmly took a sip of his drink, but his mind was in turmoil. That piece of land in the suburbs…that abandoned factory…the address Qi Tongwei gave him…Huang Feipeng! The information hidden in Cheng Du's words struck him like lightning, instantly piercing the fog in his mind.

He knew Huang Feipeng, that legendary figure, Qi Tongwei's mentor, the son of the Vice Chairman of the Central Military Commission, and the young master of the wealthy Huang family in the capital. He also knew that Huang Feipeng was the key to Hou Liangping's case, the core of that hidden force in the shadows.

During this time, he had been following Hou Liangping on both overt and covert investigations, and had gained some understanding of this force. He knew it was a behemoth with deep-rooted connections, involving both political and business circles, and its power was staggering. If Qi Tongwei was a venomous snake, then Huang Feipeng was a king cobra lurking in the shadows, cold and deadly.

Cheng Du's words undoubtedly implied that Huang Feipeng was behind Dafeng Factory! Could Cheng Du also be involved in this matter? What exactly is he trying to do? Is it a test, or a warning?

Li Ming calmly put down his chopsticks, his face still bearing a gentle smile. "Director Cheng is right. These days, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared."

"Haha, Director Li, you're brilliant! Come on, let's have another drink!"

Cheng Du raised his glass, concealing the glint in his eyes. Li Ming's reaction was exactly what he had expected.

Li Ming made an excuse and hurriedly left the restaurant. The moment he stepped outside, the smile vanished from his face, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity. He knew a storm was brewing, and he would be at its eye.

Without a moment's hesitation, Li Ming immediately dialed Hou Liangping's number, "Director Hou, I have an important report to make..."

……

As night fell, an eerie silence enveloped the abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. Several black SUVs were parked silently in the distance, and Li Ming, along with a few police officers, hid in the shadows, their eyes fixed on the factory entrance.

"Director Li, are we really going to stake out Huang Feipeng here? He is..." A young police officer lowered his voice, his face showing some unease.

"Shut up! Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask!" Li Ming hissed, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

The young officer shrank back in fear, not daring to speak again, but his doubts only deepened. Huang Feipeng—that was a figure even their chief feared!

Li Ming gripped his gun tightly, his eyes sharp as a hawk's. He knew the risks of this operation, but he had no choice. Huang Feipeng, this venomous snake lurking in the shadows, he had to catch him!

Meanwhile, Huang Feipeng and Pang De were sitting in an inconspicuous black sedan. Although it was called a sedan, the interior was surprisingly spacious, the seats were soft and comfortable, and the windows were opaque, making it impossible to see inside from the outside.

"Hey Lao Pang, your entourage is getting bigger and bigger! Anyone who didn't know better would think your car was some leader's!" Huang Feipeng teased with a smile, playing with a string of sandalwood beads in his hand, a faint fragrance filling the car.

Pang De smiled, revealing a set of neat white teeth: "Young Master Fei Peng, please don't tease me. This is what the old man ordered. He said that you have done a great service this time and that your safety should be well protected."

"The old man is really something..." Huang Feipeng shook his head helplessly. "It's just buying a few aircraft carriers, developing a few cannons, and that aircraft stealth coating. These are all minor matters. Is it really worth making such a fuss over?"

Pang De's smile deepened: "Young Master, this is no small matter! These few things combined have earned you several national science and technology progress awards. The old man is so happy that he can't stop smiling. He praises you to everyone he meets as the unicorn of the Huang family and a pillar of the nation!"

"Come on, the old man just loves to exaggerate." Huang Feipeng waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned about these honors. "By the way, besides picking me up, is there anything else the old man wanted you to do here this time?"

Pang De's smile faded, and he lowered his voice, saying, "Young Master, the Old Master sent me here this time because there's another important thing he wants to tell you. As you know, while your actions this time brought honor to the country, they also offended quite a few people..."

"Offend people? I always act with a clear conscience. Let them think what they want. I don't have time to pay attention to them," Huang Feipeng said nonchalantly, his tone tinged with disdain.

“Young Master, I know you’re not afraid of trouble, but this matter is a bit tricky. As you know, the families in the country are complex and their relationships are deeply intertwined. You’ve touched their interests this time, and they certainly won’t let it go.” Pound’s tone was somewhat grave.

"Hmph, a bunch of clowns, daring to jump around in front of me? I'd like to see what tricks they can pull!" Huang Feipeng sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Pound sighed. He knew his young master's temperament; once he made up his mind, it was difficult to change it.