Tong Zhengrong could have released Ling Cang from prison at that time. The reason why he did not do so was that Zhao Chenglong immediately guessed the intention.
According to regulations, those who fight can be subject to criminal detention. In just two days, Ling Cang will have completed the detention period. Tong Zhengrong's behavior is to occupy a high moral position and tell everyone who knows about it. Although I Tong Zhengrong used his power to free the person, but he also allowed the person to accept punishment according to the law.
The second point is also very important, that is, the nature of the whole thing is defined as a fight, rather than intentional physical harm to others. The legal characterization of the two situations is completely different. Tong Zhengrong actually indirectly specified that, otherwise, I see Zhang Yi broke a leg, but you are also responsible.
"Zhang Yi..." After Zhao Chenglong returned to the office, he called Zhang Yi: "Is it convenient for us to chat for a few words now?"
"Uncle Zhao, I was just looking for you..." If his legs hadn't been broken, Zhang Yi would have jumped up from the bed at this time: "You must help me with Ling Cang's matter,"
"I was about to tell you about this..." After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Chenglong said reluctantly: "I'm afraid I can't help you with anything,"
Zhang Yi was stunned, and after a long time he asked: "Why?"
"Lingcang is not simple. There are several people above asking for protection. I can't handle it."
"You are the local emperor of the capital. Who dares not give you face when you say a word?"
"I don't dare to be a local emperor." Zhao Chenglong was very lucky that Zhang Yi's words were not heard. Otherwise, failing to protect all the people might become a crime against him: "Don't forget where the capital is. There are many people with prominent positions."
"Could it be that..." Zhang Yi asked very carefully: "The person who spoke is at the highest level."
"That's right," after a pause, Zhao Chenglong emphasized again: "Don't forget that this is the capital,"
"Yes...it's the capital..." Zhang Yi was finally reminded. As a native of the capital, for the first time in his life, he truly realized what kind of place the capital is. The water in this city is very deep, and all parties gathered together. Holy, yet he actually dared to falsely call himself the prince of the capital.
"There is nothing I can do to help..." He sighed helplessly, and Zhao Chenglong said again: "Ling Cang will be out in two days."
Zhang Yi said slowly: "Really..."
"Someone has sent me a message. If you continue to fight like this, both sides will lose in the end..." After a pause, Zhao Chenglong said in a consultative tone: "How about I arrange it, you guys talk face to face, and no matter what conflicts there are, resolve them all at once. ,"
"Okay," Zhang Yi smiled helplessly: "This is the only way."
There was a very exquisite brocade box placed in front of Bai Youwen. It was very large and heavy in his hand.
In the morning, the brocade box was placed outside the door. The Bai family thought it was a bomb and almost called the police. Later, one of Bai Youwen's men had the courage to open it, which shocked everyone.
What was placed inside the brocade box was the head of Uncle Chen.
Uncle Chen's eyes were wide open, as if he was still alive, but no longer breathing. His expression was ferocious, his hair was messy, and he looked like he had been tortured a lot when he died.
Bai Youwen looked at Uncle Chen's head, gasping for breath, and was speechless for a long time.
"Young Master..." A subordinate came over and cautiously reminded: "It's not an option to put it down like this. Do you think we should deal with it?"
Bai Youwen closed his eyes and tried not to let tears flow down: "How to deal with it?"
"Should be buried,"
"Bury..." Bai Youwen smiled bitterly: "There is only one head, how can I bury it?"
"We're looking for bodies,"
"No need..." Bai Youwen shook his head helplessly: "The other party will not leave it to us. It may have been burned on fire. They sent a head back just to scare me."
The subordinates didn't know what else to say: "Really..."
"By the way, I asked you to go to the scene. Have you found any clues?"
"We searched the entire area within a few kilometers of the detention center, and finally found traces of a fight on a hilltop in the distance,"
"oh,"
"The scene at that time must have been very intense. More than a dozen waist-thick trees fell down, and huge boulders the size of tables turned into a pile of broken pieces..." Although this subordinate did not witness the fighting scene, he still recalled the scene he saw. Still fearful: "Our preliminary inference is that it should be the place where Uncle Chen was killed. Uncle Chen was intercepted and killed there before he could take action,"
"Is there anything else,"
"No more..." The subordinate thought for a while, and then said: "By the way, judging from the traces on the scene, there should be more than one person on the other side,"
"More than one..." Bai Youwen stood up and walked back and forth in the room: "Who is it?"
"I don't know yet," the subordinate took courage and expressed his speculation: "I suspect it may be related to Ling Cang."
"Why,"
"You think, you sent Uncle Chen to kill Ling Cang. If there are other people who want to deal with you, or just deal with Uncle Chen, they can do it later or elsewhere. Why did you do it when Uncle Chen went to the detention center? , these people suddenly appeared." After a pause, the subordinate continued: "So, it is very likely that someone was protecting Ling Cang near the detention center, and they took action immediately after seeing Uncle Chen,"
"Even so, how could the person protecting Ling Cang recognize Uncle Chen?"
"It's easy to explain..." The subordinate looked at Bai Youwen's expression and reminded: "Don't forget that Uncle Chen is a level five master. People with certain abilities can easily sense that the western suburbs are just a wasteland, except for the detention center. Nothing else. Masters like Uncle Chen appeared in that place, obviously not for other reasons, but to kill people. These people probably had the idea of rather killing the wrong person than letting them go, and got rid of every possible threat. people,"
"Is it possible... that it was an accidental incident? When Uncle Chen went there, he happened to have a conflict with other masters,"
"I said, it's impossible for any master to go to that place. Even if there were, it's impossible to go to that many..."
"You make sense," Bai Youwen calmed down a little, sat down and said, "Uncle Chen is a fifth-level master after all. There are so many such masters in the world today. You can count them with your fingers... Who will the opponent be? Where are the people?”
"If you want to kill a level five master, the opponent must be at least late level five, or have the assistance of many other masters. I really can't think of anyone in the world who has such strength."
"There are still many things we don't know, so you should ask about it right away,"
"Yes," after a pause, his subordinates reminded cautiously: "Even if we inquire clearly, our strength will not be enough to deal with it."
"That's true," Bai Youwen leaned weakly on the sofa and said worriedly: "Uncle Chen is already the highest-level person you can find. Who can deal with the person who can kill him?"
"I can't say that..." When the subordinate said this, he remembered something: "By the way, I once heard that there was a sixth-level master many years ago."
"Level 6," Bai Youwen was quite surprised when he heard this: "Isn't that already the highest level?"
"Yes, this person's surname is Sima. He doesn't seem to have appeared much in recent years."
"I always thought that Level 6 was just a legend, but I didn't expect that someone actually broke through..." Taking a deep breath, Bai Youwen slowly asked: "Who is this Sima?"
"have no idea,"
"Go and find out more about this matter," Bai Youwen seemed to see a glimmer of hope: "If possible, recruit them."
"Yes," his subordinates smiled proudly: "If there is this level 6 master in charge, we don't have to care about anyone."
While the two were chatting, Zhang Yi called and told Bai Youwen sadly: "It's over..."
"Why is it over?" Bai Youwen was annoyed by this sentence the most. He felt that since Zhang Yi's leg was broken, he had become a useless person and would not do anything else except mourn.
"I just had a phone call with Zhao Chenglong..." Zhang Yi sighed helplessly: "He said that Ling Cang has a great background, and his superiors have issued a message to protect him."
Bai Youwen suddenly stood up: "What?"
"Someone from the top has given instructions that he must be released after two days. Zhao Chenglong cannot bear it,"
"Are you serious?" Bai Youwen sat back and asked quietly, "Is the news accurate?"
"Zhao Chenglong said it himself, can you say it's not accurate?"
"how so,"
"I don't know either..." Zhang Yi almost burst into tears when he remembered: "So I called you to see what you can do."
"I..." Bai Youwen shook his head feebly, his tone full of pain: "The people I sent to kill Ling Cang were killed before they could even enter the detention center door..."
"What?" Zhang Yi was startled. He couldn't understand what was going on today. Unexpected things always happened: "Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you right now," Bai Youwen told Zhang Yi word by word: "You know Uncle Chen, he is my most capable subordinate,"
"Even Uncle Chen is dead..." Zhang Yi was even more out of ideas: "Who is this Ling Cang?"
"I want to know more than anyone else right now,"
"What should I do now?"
"What else did Zhao Chenglong say?"
"He said that he doesn't recommend that we continue fighting. When Ling Cang comes out, he will arrange for us to talk,"
"It seems that this is the only way..." After thinking for a moment, Bai Youwen explained: "But there is no need for Zhao Chenglong to make the decision. There is nothing we can do now. We will find Ling Cang ourselves. If we have to ask others to even negotiate, we in the capital will Where can I put the face of Fourth Young Master?"
"Okay, that's it," Zhang Yi paused and asked, "What should we do when Ling Cang comes out?"