Chapter 63: 63. Arrest Black Bear
"Robbie? Ha, that dead fat guy. It’s also backed by the Tasting Commerce Association, all birds of a feather."
This indeed is a problem. The Horus Grand Casino is a place that many of the Upper City District’s aristocratic offspring like to frequent.
The network of relationships is extremely complicated.
Barging in to search and arrest people.
Will cause trouble and leave a handle for others to criticize.
Especially now with the Judicial Bureau election at stake.
If we really catch Natasha inside, it’s fine. But if not, it’ll be a big mess.
It’s like handing over our weakness to others.
Applying for an administrative search warrant could solve this situation.
But given the Tasting Commerce Association’s connections in the Earth Special Zone’s political circles, by the time the administrative search warrant is issued, they might already have caught wind of it, and it’d all be for nothing.
In this game arena, even An Nishang has to follow the game rules.
"The Horus Grand Casino is the most likely place, among four locations mapped out by the Chief. We must act together to catch them off guard. What do you think about this?"
An Nishang furrowed her brow, pondering, and then there was another knock on the door.
Chen Che peeked his head in.
Seeing Chen Che, Angduo instinctively frowned.
An Nishang’s eyes flashed with an unusual look, and she waved Angduo away.
"You go out first."
Angduo left, and Chen Che entered the office.
"Close the door."
Chen Che was about to speak, but held back, turned around, and closed the office door.
"Lock it."
"Click." Chen Che locked the door.
In front of Chen Che, An Nishang didn’t put on airs. She didn’t sit straight but lay on the sofa, her long white legs barely visible under her skirt.
With just a look from An Nishang, Chen Che tactfully went over, lifted those legs onto his lap, took off her high heels, and gently massaged her white feet.
Her exquisite jade feet had each toe painted with bright red nail polish. Holding the delicate feet, feeling the close contact with her skin, Chen Ce turned to look at An Nishang, about to speak but finding her gaze fixed on his face.
Deep, like the starry sky, unreadable.
Chen Che hesitated, regretting he hadn’t taken a Candy of Listening to the Heart before coming in, unsure what An Nishang was thinking.
He slowly stroked up her calf to her thigh, covering the Other Shore Flower not yet in bloom on her thigh, hesitated, and said, "Nishang, I’ve made headway on what you asked. I found the supplier behind Pandora’s Kiss, a guy named Black Bear. According to my investigation, his backer is the Tasting Commerce Association, supplying him all along.
I’ve already tracked Black Bear’s whereabouts and need support to apprehend him, interrogate to find the people behind, perhaps locate the production site of Pandora’s Kiss.
What do you think?"
Chen Che leaned down and kissed her thigh, while An Nishang kept her gaze fixed on Chen Che, making him somewhat terrified.
He... shouldn’t have done anything to anger An Nishang, right?
That stunning face, indifferent and lonely, carried a disquieting emotion.
An Nishang said nothing, just straddled his lap, pinched his chin, and bit his lip.
Throughout, her expression and the look in her eyes showed little passion.
More of contemplation.
As for these actions, they seemed instinctive.
The two had worked together for so long, some moves had become muscle memory.
In such a situation, Chen Che could only hold back his doubts, wrapping his arms around An Nishang’s waist, loosening her skirt...
[An Nishang’s real-time killing intent towards you has dropped to 20%.]
Chen Che held An Nishang’s body, gently stroking her back, feeling the tremor of the woman gradually subside.
The two Other Shore Flowers bloomed brilliantly.
An Nishang lay lazily and contented on the sofa, and Chen Che helped her get dressed.
Chen Che noticed An Nishang’s look at him had changed again.
The deep, unreadable expression was gone.
It seemed she figured something out, returning to the familiar An Nishang, charmingly seductive, with a faint curve on red lips, and eyes that were haughty yet enticing.
Chen Che shivered slightly, feeling this woman was somewhat bizarre.
Both sides knew each other well, yet at times, her emotional shift was truly terrifying.
An Nishang finally spoke: "Go arrest him, I’ll send someone to assist you."
Good, that was all Chen Che wanted to hear.
But he didn’t rush to leave, hesitated, still holding that waist, gently caressing the flat, toned abdomen with faint lines, his lips brushing the tender cheek, whispering in An Nishang’s ear: "Are you full? If not, I still have energy left."
What he actually wanted to ask was whether he did something wrong, but not knowing how to explain, he could sense An Nishang’s mood changes.
The words he wanted to say were stuck, finally turning into this sentence.
An Nishang gave him a couple of looks, touched his abs twice, stood up, her tall and graceful figure on full display.
"I’m not very hungry today, just do what I’ve assigned to you."
An Nishang’s words confirmed in Chen Che’s mind... Indeed, she was so eager, definitely not just to investigate Pandora’s Kiss, it’s related to the Tasting Commerce Association... Also, you must be lying about not being hungry, eating it all clean...
"Understood."
Chen Che got dressed, pulled up his pants, and headed out.
An Nishang assigned a captain under her command to assist him, along with more than 20 people from the Special Operations Department, awaiting his orders.
Lei Bao filed his own request, and the Public Security Brigade did send three teams, not many people, but it did give this soon-to-be-appointed Chief Investigator some face.
Probably just a token effort.
Chen Che didn’t care. He didn’t expect these three teams to do much, just as a contingency. The task Lei Bao reported was simply assisting in an arrest, without specifying who to assist in arresting.
If everything went smoothly, it was best not to use these Public Security Brigade people.
After some arrangements, everyone headed towards Ant Street.
...
"Sweetheart, come, another sip."
Inside Demon Bar.
Black Bear was having a good time with a few scantily clad hostess girls, drinking to the point of drunkenness.
Until his subordinate came to report.
"Boss..." The subordinate whispered a few words in Black Bear’s ear, reluctant to move his hands from the two hostess girls’ butts, and as he did, he gave a squeeze and said, "Darlings, wait, when I finish my business, I’ll come back to enjoy with you!"
With flirtatious farewell, Black Bear contentedly left Demon Bar.
Outside, the sky had turned dark.
Neon lights flickered above Ant Street.
In a moment, it seemed capable of making people forget this wasn’t the end, but the night before the end.
Inside the safe zone, people could still indulge themselves.
Black Bear staggered into a car, helped by his subordinate.
The vehicle started and drove off.
Black Bear’s bodyguards were also in the car.
Black Bear popped a sobering pill, and after a brief moment of clarity, suddenly felt something off. The direction the car was heading seemed wrong.
"Damn it, where are you going? Head to the casino, where’s this heading?"
The driver ignored him, just coolly driving the car.
Black Bear suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The two guards on either side seemed unfamiliar.
The strange man in the passenger seat.
A man and a woman on each side.
After a brief panic, Black Bear quickly calmed down, his face sinister: "Who the hell are you? Seeking revenge on me? Motherfucker, do you know who I am? Where the hell are my men?"
The man in the passenger seat turned around, showing a young face, smiled at him, and said: "Black Bear, I’m sorry to inform you that you are being criminally detained by the Investigation Department for violating the Ninth Special Zone Public Security Management Law, illegal trafficking of contraband.
Your men have all been subdued.
Now you will come with us to the Judicial Bureau for criminal investigation, and everything you say will be used as evidence in court.
A friendly reminder.
Confess, and you’ll get leniency. Resist, and it will be tougher, strive to suffer less."