Chapter 202: Trafficking Women?!
Ask me how it is?
Cao Weida couldn’t help but laugh. Was this a threat to me?
You, a stinking rogue rascal, where does your confidence come from?!
Just as he was about to speak, a burst of hurried footsteps came.
As the crowd was parted, Si Jicai was seen hurriedly arriving with over ten patrolmen.
“Si Jicai has seen Cao Ye!” Si Jicai panted as he ran up to Cao Weida.
“Look at the street you manage; it’s become a den of filth and corruption!” Cao Weida cursed harshly, then shouted at the howling boy nearby: “What are you howling for, going to a funeral? Your sister was just caught, not killed!”
“Stop howling; it’s giving me a headache!”
Si Jicai wiped the sweat from his face. “Cao Ye, this is my subordinate’s negligence.”
“You know it’s negligence? I thought you didn’t know!” Cao Weida glared at him fiercely and pointed at Brother Hu on the ground:
“Do you know this man.”
Si Jicai nodded repeatedly: “Yes, the head thug at Mingyue Dance Hall.”
He guiltily wiped the sweat from his face. The fierce reputation of this master in front of him was known to everyone in the police station these past few days.
The long-abandoned punishment of lingchi had been brought back out by this master!
“Then do you know that Mingyue Dance Hall is involved in trafficking women?!”
“What?! Trafficking women?!”
Si Jicai was shocked, looking incredulously at Brother Hu, then flew into a rage and kicked Brother Hu hard in the chest, angrily saying:
“You bastard, you dare traffic women on my turf?!”
He was truly shocked and furious in his heart; he knew very well the consequences for those human traffickers!
Precisely because of this, he knew even better how much Cao Ye in front of him despised human trafficking.
There had been plenty of vicious thugs before who did heinous things, but he’d never seen Cao Weida so cruel.
Now, they had really hit an iron plate.
Brother Hu grunted, his ribs already broken, and now suffering such a heavy blow, he slid back over a meter before stopping, then spat out a mouthful of fresh blood with a ‘pu’ sound.
“Brother Hu!” The sudden change startled the group of thugs; they wanted to rush forward but none dared to act rashly.
“Cao Ye, it’s my failure to govern strictly; please punish me, Cao Ye!” After kicking Brother Hu, Si Jicai didn’t care about his life or death and immediately admitted his fault to Cao Weida.
“Your attitude in admitting fault is not bad, but your way of handling things is just reciting from the book!” He gave him an annoyed sideways glance and pointed at one of the thugs in his hand. “You, come here.”
The pointed thug trembled and didn’t want to come forward, even shrinking back a bit.
But the next moment, he was dragged out by patrolmen pouncing like wolf-like creatures.
“NND, Cao Ye told you to come out, and you dare not to!”
With a bang, a kick to the back of his knee made the thug kneel on the ground.
The other thugs were terrified; how were these patrolmen so different from before?
“Speak, is there trafficking of women here? Where have you hidden the women you tricked here.” Cao Weida took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked leisurely.
The thug was afraid but clearly didn’t want to admit it, stubbornly saying: “I, I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is legitimate business. You’re police; without evidence, you can’t handle cases like this!”
“Evidence?” Cao Weida sneered. From the moment he was basically certain that Mingyue Dance Hall was a trafficking women gang, no evidence was needed anymore.
Torture the person a bit, and the evidence would come.
“Looks like you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin.”
Expressionless, he slowly brought the cigarette butt close to the thug’s face. The thug panicked, trying repeatedly to dodge back, but was held dead by two patrolmen, with no space to retreat.
“I warn you, this is abuse of private punishment! So many people are watching; believe it or not, I’ll sue you!”
Sue me?
Idiot!
Outer Fifth District Police Station Chief Xu Hancheng was brothers with him; where to sue?
Besides, at this point, did he still think there was a chance to sue?
Seeing Cao Weida unmoved, still slowly bringing the cigarette butt closer, a burning sensation stung his cheek, signaling the butt was about to land on his face.
The thug panicked even more and shouted: “I warn you, Mingyue Dance Hall is protected by Master Liu Liu Huai. If you dare touch us, you’re dead!”
“Looks like you still haven’t recognized the situation.”
Sizzle~~
Cao Weida’s patience was exhausted; he directly jabbed the cigarette butt hard onto the thug’s face.
The scalding, still-smoking butt burned on his face; the intense pain was unbearable for ordinary people.
“Ah~~~”
The thug screamed miserably; the wretched howl made the surrounding onlookers shudder.
Facing such screams, Cao Weida continued grinding it expressionlessly, his voice cold: “I ask, you answer; don’t give me stuff I don’t want to hear!”
“I’ll repeat: Is there trafficking of women here? Where have you hidden the women you tricked here!”
“If you don’t say, it won’t be just a little cigarette burn on the face, but locked in the interrogation room for torture!!”
“I just don’t believe every one of you has such hard bones!!”
“I say, I say.” Seeing that even bringing out the biggest backer couldn’t intimidate Cao Weida, and hearing such hair-raising threats, the thug was completely terrified but still tried a final struggle:
“Cao Ye, Cao Ye spare my life! Wronged, really wronged! We really didn’t traffic women; he’s talking nonsense.”
“Bullshit!” The boy roared with red eyes: “I saw with my own eyes you grabbing my sister! You were among those who grabbed my sister!”
“Really won’t shed tears until you see the coffin.” Cao Weida completely lost patience and interest in questioning.
He stood up, glanced at the extinguished cigarette butt in his hand, snorted a laugh, threw it on the ground, took out another and lit it, turned to the dance hall and said: “Whether there is or not, we’ll know when we go in and see. There are so many women here; ask them one by one, I don’t believe we won’t find out!”
“Tie them all up and bring them in!”
He looked down at the little boss. “Bring him too; don’t let him run!”
With that, he strode inside.
The thugs looked at each other, facing the approaching patrolmen, hesitating not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, one thug bolted and tried to run into the crowd.
But before two steps, he was knocked on the shoulder with a club by a patrolman pouncing like a wolf-like creature and fell screaming to the ground.
“Damn it, you dare run in front of me?!” The patrolman was furious; if he escaped, how would Cao Ye see them?
The extremely annoyed patrolman wordlessly grabbed his police baton and gave the fleeing thug a beating with clubs.
“I’ll make you run!”
“I’ll make you run!”
After just a few clubs, the fleeing thug’s face was beaten bloody, fresh blood flowing all over the ground like it was free.
The other thugs about to flee froze instantly, standing terrified in place, not daring to move a muscle.
“Cheap scum!”
The tired patrolman cursed and kicked the thug again, warning the trembling thugs standing in place: “All of you stay honest! Whoever dares run, I’ll break his legs!”
“Don’t dare, don’t dare.”
“Won’t run, absolutely won’t run”
One by one, the thugs were extremely afraid and extremely cooperative when tied.
Cao Weida looked back once, expressing no opinion on this.
Si Jicai quickened his steps to catch up and whispered: “Cao Ye, that thug just said the backer here is Liu Huai, this”
“What to fear? They’re just lackeys like us; what’s to be afraid of.” Cao Weida showed no fear. In truth, his importance now far exceeded that of that bullshit Liu Huai.
His current great confidence wasn’t from trust by those little devils, but from genuinely making big money for them!
What is the most solid relationship in the world?
That is interest!
Bullshit family love, love, father-son bond, brotherhood—all worthless in the face of sufficient interest!
He tilted his head to look at Si Jicai. “In today’s Beiping, there aren’t many I dare not provoke. As long as not deliberately courting death, I can protect it!”
“If I remember correctly, this street was under your patrol before, right.”
Because he had to choose a sergeant, Cao Weida had roughly reviewed his patrolmen’s personal files.
At the time he selected Si Jicai, he had noted it.
Recalling now, wasn’t it this street?
“Yes Cao Ye, this street was indeed under my patrol before.”
“Then tell me the truth: Did you know early on that the backer here is Liu Huai.”
“Yes.” Si Jicai hesitated but ultimately told the truth.
Cao Weida’s gaze sharply pierced him. “Then did you know early on that there was trafficking of women here?! You’d better answer honestly; I don’t want my people lying to me!”
Si Jicai shook his head quickly: “Cao Ye, I really didn’t know this!”
“Cao Ye, if I knew this was a trafficking women den, even if I didn’t dare act on my own, I would definitely report it to you!”
Cao Weida stared at him fixedly for several seconds before slowly nodding: “Best if so; you’d better not be deceiving me.”
Through his observation, he felt Si Jicai’s words just now seemed genuine.
As long as not deliberately concealing, Cao Weida naturally wouldn’t take it out on him.
Behind, the bloodied but still stubborn boy followed closely, his body’s pains furrowing his brow, but he didn’t stop at all.
Just entering the dance hall, Cao Weida was stopped; a few gatekeeping thugs blocked: “What are you doing? Inside are all guests; you can’t go in!”
Their gazes gathered on Si Jicai, sneering: “Yo, isn’t this the former black-skinned Gouzi Si Jicai? Heard you got promoted recently, huh? What, here to have some fun today?”
“But let me tell you, consumption here isn’t cheap; do you have money?”
“With your monthly trifles, you can’t afford it many times.”
“Get out of the way.” Cao Weida said heartlessly.
“Damn, who the hell are you! Here to find fault, right!” The thug had just scolded when he was kicked flying.
Clang~~
Mingyue Dance Hall’s main gate was smashed open, crashing to the ground with a ‘thud’.
The commotion was loud, startling many inside.
Cao Weida strode in and casually looked around.
The decoration here was gorgeously splendid; in the center of the dance floor, a singer was singing ‘Night Shanghai’, surrounded by dancers in revealing clothes dancing vigorously.
Around the stage, many guests sat in private booths drinking red wine, holding beauties; now most gazes converged at the door.
“Someone’s causing trouble!” The thug who was kicked to open the door crawled up wretchedly and shouted in one direction.
‘Swish~’
Thugs from all directions instantly surrounded, glaring hostilely at Cao Weida… and Si Jicai beside him.
Even surrounded by seven or eight thugs, Cao Weida showed no fear.
To put it bluntly, with so few people and no firearms, they weren’t even enough for him to warm up.
He wasn’t afraid, but Si Jicai was!
They were just two and a half people; how to fight seven or eight?
As for why two and a half—he one, Cao Ye one, that boy in such a state was already generous counting as half.
He was just an ordinary patrolman before, at best steady and reliable; this scene was beyond what he could handle.
But with Cao Ye who had shown him favor right beside, he naturally couldn’t back down, much less let Cao Ye get hurt!
He hurriedly stood in front of Cao Weida, vigilantly watching the thugs; he somewhat regretted not applying for firearms today!
Before he could speak, the patrolmen pushed in the thugs.
Seeing Cao Weida surrounded by thugs, they immediately threw down the thugs in hand, grabbed their batons, and rushed up.
With the patrolmen’s support, Si Jicai’s earlier flagging confidence soared, shouting loudly: “Police handling a case; all stand to the side and squat!”
The dance hall guests looked at this scene in surprise, unclear how these police suddenly came here.
Some guests didn’t even know the situation in Cao Weida’s jurisdiction, surprised where these stinking-footed patrols, black-skinned Gouzi got the courage to handle cases here.
As for fear… no, they were just guests; whether handling a case or not, whatever case, had nothing to do with them.
These were just police, not special agents.
“Yo, isn’t this Cao Ye? What wind blew you here.”
With the voice, a voluptuous woman in a purple qipao, dressed provocatively, sauntered over.
“Sister Du Dan!”
The thugs and regular guests greeted the qipao woman one after another.
Sister Du Dan?
Cao Weida frowned. Who was this?
He looked at Si Jicai. “Do you know her?”
Si Jicai whispered: “Cao Ye, this woman is called Du Dan; she’s said to be the boss of Mingyue Dance Hall’s mistress, also the manager of this dance hall.”
