"This kind of bloody stuff, better not to look at it! You, go call all the officers not assigned to sealing duties."

Xiang Rong rejected Wang Jian Nan's suggestion. Just imagining, he could picture the gruesomeness of the scene. Back when he had just become chief, he watched a vendetta crime scene for a press performance, and he had nightmares for months. Now, he wouldn't dare look.

"Yes, Chief!" Wang Jian Nan saluted and left, returning shortly with over twenty officers, standing in two neat rows in front of Xiang Rong and saluting him.

"I don't want anyone else to know about today's events, do you understand?" Returning a salute to the officers, Xiang Rong lowered his voice.

"Understood!" the officers responded in unison.

"Alright, you may go, continue securing the scene!" Waving them away, Xiang Rong instructed the officers.

"Yes, sir!" The officers saluted and dispersed.

"Come with me!" Xiang Rong beckoned Wang Jian Nan, then walked towards the Hummer first.

Following behind Xiang Rong, Wang Jian Nan also got into the Hummer.

"Today's events? Did anything happen today?" Xiang Rong exhaled a smoke ring, glanced coldly at Wang Jian Nan, and asked.

"Oh dear, my mouth, you're right, Chief, nothing happened today at all!" Wang Jian Nan slapped his mouth, reproaching himself.

Just then, a team of officers in uniform jogged over from the alley, forming an orderly line in front of the Hummer.

"Alright, pack it up, let's get off and handle more matters!" Xiang Rong said after taking a deep drag from his cigarette, opening the car door to step out first.

"Salute!" Just as Xiang Rong stepped out, a command rang out from the neatly lined officers, and they stomped one foot to the ground with a thud, then all saluted Xiang Rong in unison.

Xiang Rong casually returned a salute, then stood still.

"Quiet!" Xiang Rong shouted at the residents sitting or crouching on the ground, weeping bitterly.

The residents, perhaps scared by his loud shout, stopped crying immediately, and the place fell silent, a pin-drop could be heard. Some timid ones shivered uncontrollably, some even urinated on themselves.

"Heh, everyone, no need to be nervous, I won't do anything to you?" Seeing the fear in the crowd, our Chief Xiang Rong smiled contentedly, speaking kindly to them.

"I understand you're scared, but I'm the most approachable person. Today's event, as long as I'm happy, I can overlook it as if nothing happened, but I have one condition—" Xiang Rong paused, smiling, calmly watching the crowd's reaction.

"What condition?" Someone tentatively asked in a low voice, seeing Xiang Rong like this.

"Heh, it's not a harsh condition. I hope you all forget about tonight's events; nothing happened here tonight, you were all at home sleeping, saw nothing. No homicide happened here, and we were never here, do you understand what I mean?" Xiang Rong bent slightly, lowered his voice, and spoke to the crowd.

"Saw nothing?" The crowd was puzzled.

"Right, we didn't see anything, we were home sleeping all night! This courtyard is very peaceful, nothing unpleasant happened? We fell asleep early, and we're definitely dreaming now!" After a few seconds, someone suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

"Right, right, right, we saw nothing tonight, nothing happened here." Hearing someone speak, most people caught on and echoed the sentiment.

"Hmm, good, but remember what you said today, otherwise—"

Seeing everyone so obedient, Xiang Rong smiled with satisfaction, then his expression hardened, speaking in a deep voice that, combined with his authoritative presence, struck invisible pressure into the crowd.

Xiang Rong didn't finish the sentence, leaving "otherwise" to the crowd's imagination.

"Chief, are you sure those people won't talk?"

The Hummer sped through the wide street. As Xiang Rong's personal driver, Qin Dong was tied to Xiang Rong's future. If Xiang Rong's jurisdiction was discovered to have such a bloody murder case, Xiang Rong's position would be very precarious. If Xiang Rong were removed, Qin Dong's future would also be bleak. Therefore, Qin Dong was very concerned about handling this matter.

"Qin Dong, doing this requires not only skills but also a clear judgment of the situation. These people are naturally timid, plus traditional views make them fear legal cases. Tonight's incident frightened them; at least ninety-nine percent wouldn't dare speak about it." Xiang Rong trusted this driver, who had facilitated many of his endeavors over the years; calling him his right-hand man wouldn't be an overstatement. Confiding in him, Xiang Rong felt reassured.

"Aren't you worried that the remaining one percent will talk?" Some issues often hinge on the minority, Qin Dong knew this well.

"Heh, that's why I said one must judge the situation, meaning having insight. Do you really believe the people's words, that tonight those who died were victims of a gang vendetta?" Xiang Rong chuckled.

"Isn't it?" Qin Dong was puzzled why the chief would say that.

"No, you're thinking too simply, trusting the people too much. If it were a gang vendetta, why did only Qingmu Society's people die here? I reviewed the residents' testimonies and found them vague and strikingly similar, indicating pre-prepared statements. Although I don't know why they lied, I know they don't want to reveal the truth. I examined their eyes carefully; they were intent on hiding this matter. Since we can't expose it and they won't offer clues, isn't this favorable for us?"

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