Chapter 213: Waist Dislocated By Sitting
Joking aside, he now wished the case would proceed according to the coroner’s line of thinking. The pressure on his shoulders was already immense; he really didn’t want to invite more trouble for himself!
That foolish guy Xiao Kou Tai Zhi kept raising doubts repeatedly, which was simply poking at his sore spot!
Utterly detestable!
Xiao Kou Tai Zhi opened his mouth. He felt this matter had too many doubts and evidence would be easy to find.
But facing Miyamoto Ichiro’s man-eating glare, he obediently shut his mouth.
Seeing Xiao Kou Tai Zhi no longer contradicting him, Miyamoto Ichiro finally shifted his gaze away in satisfaction.
Just now, Miyamoto Ichiro had already made up his mind: if he dared to speak again, he’d slap him dead!
“This person might not have gone far yet. You all, blockade all the intersections for me and search!”
“This traitorous bastard, I must seek justice for Liu Sang!”
“Hai!”
The next day, after being woken by special wake-up service and having breakfast, Cao Weida didn’t go out immediately. Instead, he pulled Liu Rusi into the room.
Wearing pink silk pajamas, Liu Rusi elegantly reclined on the bed, resting her injured white tender calf on her master’s leg.
Due to the wound, for these past days Liu Rusi only dared to wipe her body simply; she didn’t even dare to soak in a bath, which made her extremely uncomfortable. She had always been someone who loved cleanliness.
Also because she felt uncomfortable on her body, she hadn’t agreed to let Cao Weida enter her room at night for these few days.
Listening all day to the heavy panting from next door tormented her, keeping her awake all night long.
Two minutes later, after carefully checking the wound’s scab formation, Cao Weida shifted his gaze to meet Liu Rusi’s expectant eyes and nodded:
“The wound is recovering quite well. You can soak in a hot water bath, but not for too long to avoid infection.”
Hearing this, Liu Rusi happily stood up,
“Great! Finally I can soak in a hot water bath! It’s been so many days; I feel like my body even smells!”
Cao Weida chuckled speechlessly and flicked her exquisite nose: “Not that exaggerated. You wipe yourself every day. If there’s a smell, it’s a fragrant one.”
“Hmph, I don’t believe it.” Liu Rusi proudly raised her neck. “No, I’ll have someone prepare a hot water bath right away. I need to wash thoroughly.”
She had loved cleanliness since childhood and had never gone so many days without bathing.
Especially after exercising and being covered in sweat, it made her even more uncomfortable.
If not for Cao Weida saying that contact with water could easily cause infection and scarring, she would have been unable to resist soaking in a bath on the second day after getting injured.
“Stop fussing. We’ll do it tonight; let the wound recover a bit more.”
After soothing the restless Liu Rusi, Cao Weida left home and headed straight to the police station to report for duty.
After reporting for duty, Si Jicai came to ask how to handle Du Dan.
“Tell her to stay put for now; I’ll arrange something for her right away.” After giving the order, Cao Weida hurried to the bureau chief’s office without stopping.
Knock knock knock~
“Bureau Chief, am I disturbing you?”
“Haha, it’s you, Cao’er. What disturbance? Come in, come in and sit.”
“Oh, Bureau Chief, you called me here; how can I let you make tea.”
“Hey~ What relationship do we have? What’s wrong with big brother making tea for little brother? By the way, I heard Officer Ono has been discharged from the hospital?”
“Indeed. Yesterday I even hosted a welcome-back banquet for him.”
Ding ling ling~~~
“Bureau Chief, I have something to attend to.”
Just as he was about to stand, Xu Hancheng pressed him down. “Little brother, you’re too polite. Sit tight.”
Picking up the telephone: “Hello?”
“Hm? What?! Alright, I know. Mm-hmm, okay.”
After hanging up, Xu Hancheng walked back with a strange expression and sat down.
Cao Weida asked doubtfully: “Bureau Chief, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”
As if remembering something, he quickly added: “That is, if it’s some confidential intelligence or whatever, don’t tell me. I don’t want to hear it!”
“It’s not confidential intelligence; it’s about Officer Ono.” Xu Hancheng’s expression grew even stranger, like he wanted to laugh but was holding it back.
Cao Weida was even more puzzled. “About Officer Ono? What’s with him?”
“Officer Ono has gone to the hospital again.”
Cao Weida could tell Xu Hancheng was holding back hard; the hand on his thigh was almost twisting off the flesh.
“Gone to the hospital?” Cao Weida was somewhat shocked. “Didn’t he just get discharged yesterday? How is he back in the hospital today? What happened?”
Xu Hancheng’s face flushed red, his teeth whistling with ‘hiss hiss’ sounds. “I heard… I heard it’s a twisted waist… from being sat on.”
“What do you mean?” Cao Weida looked somewhat stunned. What did “being sat on” mean? “Sat on by whom? So bold, daring to lay hands on Officer Ono?!”
“…Not that kind of ‘do’; it’s ‘sit’. Sat on by those two foreign girls you called.”
“…You mean Officer Ono-kun was in bed and those two women…”
Xu Hancheng nodded slowly, unable to hold back the laughter in his heart anymore, propping his thigh to suppress the guffaws.
“Pfft~~”
Cao Weida also broke into an irrepressible grin. “I’ve long heard Western women are wild, but I didn’t expect them to be this wild.”
“Officer Ono really got tormented. Is he alright?”
Wiping the tears from laughing, Xu Hancheng weakly waved his hand: “He’s fine. I heard it’s just from overexertion; his waist got dislocated by sitting. He’s already been sent to the hospital for repositioning.”
“Right, with Officer Ono like this, should we go to the hospital to visit him?”
“Better not. Let’s visit him tomorrow instead.”
Cao Weida grinned oddly. You know, those two girls picked yesterday were really something; they actually dislocated Ono Shiota’s waist by sitting.
Next time, order those two again!
“Bureau Chief, the reason I came this time is to discuss something with you. That Mingyue Dance Hall—wasn’t it sealed by me? I was thinking, can I buy that dance hall?”
“Hm? Cao’er, you planning to do the dance hall business?” Xu Hancheng looked surprised. A mere dance hall could make money, but the upfront investment and returns—would they catch Cao Weida’s eye?
Not to mention anything else, with Cao Weida’s connections, casually flipping daily supplies for price differences was far safer than opening a dance hall.
Moreover, dance halls were places of mixed fish and dragons; managing one was a huge hassle. Without professionals to operate it, whether it made money was one thing—it might even lose everything!
This was a chaotic era, and Beiping had always been in turbulent times.
Consumer base loss, shortages of supplies and resources, collapse of economic order, heavy miscellaneous taxes, suppressed social atmosphere, and so on,
caused operating pressure in Beiping’s dance halls, with losses or even closures being very common.
They as officials made money from high-profit businesses, seeking low input and high returns. They couldn’t look at these rule-abiding deals that could wipe out capital if mishandled!
Like protection fees, cigarette stalls, gambling houses, and such—those were steady profit industries.
“Not exactly.” He took out a cigarette, handed one over, lit one for himself, and exhaled smoke as Cao Weida said:
“Nowadays, Beiping’s dance halls are countless, with too much competitive pressure. I’m not interested in fighting them over this bit of cake.”
“Not just our Beiping—even in a gold-burning den like Shanghai, failed dance halls are everywhere, let alone our Beiping.”
“Then what do you want the dance hall for? Seeing your confident look, you must have some idea, right?” Seeing Cao Weida wasn’t rushing headlong into the dance hall business, Xu Hancheng grew curious.
Cao Weida’s brain was sharp, especially in business where he had a knack for making money—this he knew. He must have thought of some money-making idea.
Seeing his inquiring face, Cao Weida smiled inwardly and said without hiding:
“To be honest with you, Bureau Chief, I do have some plans in mind.”
Pausing, seeing Xu Hancheng’s attention hooked, he elaborated:
“I plan to buy the dance hall and convert it into a foot bath center! Beiping’s largest foot bath center!”
“Foot bath center?” Hearing the term for the first time, Xu Hancheng looked stunned. His mind spun a full circle without figuring out what it meant.
However, the two words ‘foot bath’ weren’t hard to understand. After a brief thought, he roughly guessed and hesitated:
“The foot bath you mean—is it foot care?”
Beiping did have this service, but it wasn’t usually standalone; it was one of the bathhouse services.
Generally bundled with shaving, scrubbing, massage, pedicure, athlete’s foot treatment, manicure, and such.
“Yes and no.” Cao Weida grinned and explained:
“Foot care is somewhat similar to foot bath, but there are differences in service content and form.”
“Current foot care mainly focuses on pedicure, emphasizing foot diseases and hygiene issues.”
“But the foot bath I mean is using specific foot massage techniques, medicinal herbs or other health products, for comprehensive foot care and treatment.”
He waved his hand excitedly and said:
“There are many acupoints on our feet. Regularly massaging different ones can not only relieve fatigue but also regulate organ functions to some extent.”
“Plus, our service staff will mostly be women, which is also a highlight for attracting customers.”
He vividly recounted all the promotional slogans and benefits of later foot bath shops, concluding animatedly:
“I believe that once we open the foot bath shop, it will definitely attract lots of people to spend!”
Xu Hancheng was drawn in by his passionate blueprint; the more he listened, the better the idea seemed!
Leaving ordinary people aside, those rich folks were very particular about body care!
Just thinking of pretty foot bath technicians massaging him made him surge with excitement!
“This business can work! And it has great profit potential!” In an instant, he had already determined its character.
