Special Forces Medic

On the fifth floor of the City Committee Building, in front of a floor-to-ceiling glass window, Wang Zhanting watched as Lin Zhifang drove away below. After Hua Muyun left the meeting room, he stopped this deputy director of the police department.

"Director Lin, is all the information here?" Wang Zhanting looked up at Lin Zhifang with an innocent smile: "Today's report left me in shock. I was truly stunned earlier, please don't take offense."

"No, no." Wang Zhanting's sudden softening left Lin Zhifang at a loss for words. Startled that Wang Zhanting would stop him, he reluctantly sat back down on the chair, despite wanting to slip away.

"All the data is here. Is there any problem?"

"As far as I know, the Xia family has another enemy, which I didn't mention in front of Secretary Hua because it involves someone else's privacy issues." Wang Zhanting lit a cigarette: "Want one?"

Lin Zhifang shook his head, unable to fathom what Wang Zhanting intended: "Our Wang family and the Xia family have always maintained good relations, so I'm aware that Xia Xue is the illegitimate daughter of the Xia family, a product of Xia Yusheng's past indiscretions. Director Lin might have heard a bit about it on the birthday celebration day!"

"Didn't pay much attention." Alarm bells were ringing in Lin Zhifang's head. Wang Zhanting must have a reason for bringing this up, and he had to tread carefully, lest he offend anyone important.

"Xia Xue's mother was killed by Xia Yunong. I'm wondering if there's a chance they might be up to something behind the scenes?"

Wang Zhanting's hesitant expression suggested that revealing this was difficult for him: "Not many outside know about this. I'm not sure if it can help Director Lin. I still don't believe our Wang family would do such a thing."

"Thank you, Minister Wang, for the reminder. I will thoroughly investigate."

Heh, Lin Zhifang! Wang Zhanting's eyes followed the car as it drove out of the City Committee gates, and he returned to his desk.

"No one is allowed to be absent tonight." After calling Wang Zhantian, he slumped into the leather chair.

Inside Villa No. 7 at Jingshan, Fatty Wang, the leader of the Wang family, stood to the side with his father Wang Zhantian. Wang Zhanting sat silently on a white sofa.

Papers were spread on the table, each bearing some information about the Wang family. Though Wang Zhanting remained silent, it didn't mean he wouldn't take any action. Wang Zhantian nudged his son, but the latter didn't react. He merely glanced at him and then pursed his lips speechlessly.

"Third Uncle, what does this mean?" Fatty Wang picked up a paper, scoffing at each accusation written on it: "Does Third Uncle believe what's written here?"

"Do you have a reason for me not to believe?" Wang Zhanting raised an eyebrow, displeased with Fatty Wang's dismissive attitude. His face fell, and his voice carried a hint of chill: "I hope you can provide me with evidence to refute it."

"I'm sorry, Third Uncle, but I really don't have any."

"So you're admitting these are your deeds?"

Although Fatty Wang had been the leader of the Wang family for five years, and during these years, his achievements were acknowledged by the whole family, those early dissenters either eventually submitted or mysteriously disappeared. These could be overlooked, but this case was of a different magnitude.

"I say no, but you wouldn't believe it anyway." Fatty Wang plopped down on Wang Zhanting's left: "Xiao Lin snatched Xia Xue away, that's a fact. The Wang family losing face in front of so many people is also a fact. I indeed asked the Liger Gang to teach that kid a lesson, but I never told them to kill him."

Wang Zhanting hadn't expected Fatty Wang to so candidly admit to directing the Liger Gang.

"Just to teach him a lesson?"

"Third Uncle, murder is illegal. Our Wang family runs a legitimate business, and with you in a key position at the city committee, how dare I act recklessly?" Fatty Wang lowered his head, his eyes drooping, looking too aggrieved to doubt. "If Lin Zhifang still doesn't believe me, I can personally go to the City Police Department to record a statement."

"And what about Poison Dragon? Has he ever come to see you?"

"Isn't Poison Dragon already dead? Are the police still taking that ghost seriously? It's laughable." Raising his voice, Fatty Wang protested against such an accusation: "Third Uncle, no matter what, I'm the leader of the Wang family. You're letting outsiders dictate terms to us and placing our family in such a low position." He signaled to Wang Zhantian, who, upon receiving his son's message, stomped heavily and sighed.

"Old Third, we need an explanation for this. It's really unbearable being bullied by outsiders..." Before he could finish, there was another heavy sigh.

"Enough, there's no need for you father and son to put on a double act in front of me." Already sick of their antics, Wang Zhanting waved a hand at Wang Zhantian, "Big Brother, you go rest in your room first. I have something to discuss with my nephew."

"This..." Wang Zhantian looked uneasily at Fatty Wang. After the latter nodded to assure him, he slowly headed upstairs.

"Uncle, what do you want to tell me?" Standing up from the sofa, Fatty Wang poured himself a glass of wine, took a whole bottle from the rack, and handed it to Wang Zhanting, "This is a rare collection. Knowing you like to collect wines, I specifically asked a friend to bring it to honor you."

Wang Zhanting glanced at the vintage of the red wine and set it aside, an action that caught Fatty Wang's attention, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing at the corner of his eyes.

"I'm not playing riddles with you right now. You'd better quickly find a scapegoat to clean up those things you did. If someone exposes them, I can't help you."

"Why is Uncle still the same? Do you just not trust your nephew?"

"Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me. The things you've done behind the scenes, it's not like people don't know. Now that Poison Dragon has fallen, and the henchman handling things is gone, you've turned to find 'Black Crow'." Wang Zhanting was not swayed by Fatty Wang's grievances. He had seen this trick too many times, and it no longer interested him, "Do you know what kind of person 'Black Crow' is? You provoked such people, and you won't even know when you've been completely consumed. Those people are the kind who devour others without spitting out bones."

"Is Uncle trying to distance yourself from our Wang Family?"

Fatty Wang raised an eyebrow, "Though I, as a branch member, manage the Wang Family, I know that without Uncle backing me, I wouldn't have reached this point. However, given the current situation, the Wang Family may not need to rely solely on Uncle's power, don't you think?"

"Are you threatening me?" Wang Zhanting was a bit angry over Fatty Wang's disrespect, but he quickly smothered it, "Nephew, one should always leave a way out to meet people later. It's not me who wants to move against the Wang Family now, it's others."

"Uncle, you misunderstood me. You're my uncle, how could I threaten you? I just feel that, with our all-powerful influence in Yanjing now, why should we fear a mere Hua Family? Even if Hua Muyun is the party secretary, so what? A small move would be enough to bring him down."

"I advise you not to mess around!" Wang Zhanting was shocked by Fatty Wang's words, "Although the Hua Family doesn't have the Wang Family's range of influence, Hua Muyun hasn't stood this long by luck alone. Being too arrogant will only harm yourself and others."

Fatty Wang laughed heartily, "Uncle, it's getting late. Your good intention is duly noted."

This was an eviction notice, and it was the first time Wang Zhanting felt such humiliation. He stood up from the sofa, fixed his eyes on Fatty Wang, and then chuckled lightly.

"Suit yourself." With a flick of his sleeve, he walked away, but it only made Fatty Wang laugh even harder.

"Did your uncle leave?" Wang Zhantian had been sitting at the top of the stairs listening secretly. He felt that his son's actions were somewhat inappropriate. Regardless, having Wang Zhanting's support was better than not having it.

"Stubborn old man!" Fatty Wang put the wine back on the wine rack, the fierceness in his eyes made Wang Zhantian feel a bit apprehensive. Since when had his son become so indifferent?

"Your uncle just wants to keep you safe, if something happened to you, then the Wang Family..."

"Keep me safe? He's afraid of being dragged down, losing his status."

That statement was the truth. Fatty Wang could easily see Wang Zhanting's intentions. From the moment he produced those pieces of evidence, he knew this man was drawing a line with them. Usually, he pays him lip service, citing his dominance over the Wang Family while bowing low. Did he still really think he was someone who could call the shots in the Wang Family?

Wang Zhantian wanted to say more, but seeing his son's face, he swallowed his words. Back when Elder Wang insisted on making Fatty Wang the Wang Family's sect leader, it wasn't without reason. The current son was a spitting image of Elder Wang, with that same cold and unyielding expression, and the demeanor of looking down at the world from the top.

But what was Elder Wang's end? He didn't want his son to take the same path, yet he had no right to choose. As a father, he was a failure, in the entire Wang Family, he, Wang Zhantian, was a useless person, so even now his son looked down on him, haha!

Wang Zhantian's foolish laughter made Fatty Wang's mouth twitch. He walked over to hold his father's shoulder, "I know Uncle means well for me. I'm just angry that he trusts outsiders and not himself, hence..."

"I'll have a chat with your uncle." Wang Zhantian patted his son's hand. How could he not understand his thoughts? Mockingly savoring his son's words, he went back upstairs alone, "I'll find him tomorrow, but I still hope you'll listen to Uncle."

"Got it!" Fatty Wang smiled, gripping the bar tightly. With a crack, red wine spilt over the rim of the glass, the stemware broke in his hand, wasting a perfectly good crystal glass. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian [qidian.com]. Your support is my biggest motivation.)