The Mafia's Rose Married The CEO

After hearing what Senator Chang Yan had to say, Detective An was more than ready to pack his things and leave. "I don't know about this," said the detective with his hands in the air. "I don't want any part of this."

"Listen to me first," said the senator and took a step forward but the detective backed away. "It's going to work."

"It's not going to work!" answered the detective. "There are a lot ways your plan could go wrong. It won't work!"

"We will keep a video of everything. Then we will expose them!"

The detective shook his head. "You think you can one-up them? Are you not afraid they would come back at you? Ten times worse?"

"By then, they wouldn't have anything. They would be suspects! They would be thrown in jail with nothing to help them out."

"You're not seeing sense, Senator," said the detective. "We can catch them legally. You don't have to do this. Somehow, somewhere, they would trip and we���d be on them. But not like this. No."

"Ah!" the senator groaned and pulled at his hair. He was in so much agitation that his veins popped up and his face turned red. The detective suddenly got worried for the senator. Was he still okay? "This is the only way we could get them to admit what they did."

"We don't even know they did it!" countered the detective. "We don't have a sliver of evidence to point something at them. We're going to be laughingstocks!"

The senator crossed the room and held the detective on the shoulders, squeezing hard on them. His pupils were wide and the whites of his eyes looked unusual. The detective had encountered a lot of bad men in his years of service. He could see that the senator was in the making of one. "You've lost your job, An! Are you really going to stand by and watch your whole life crash and burn?"

"I valued my job, sir," said the detective and shrugged off the hands that held him. "I'm doing do this the right way. For now, we don't have anything on them. I'm not going to lift a finger to hurt an innocent woman!"

The senator scoffed. "We are not going to hurt her!"

"The poor girl already had been through enough! She had been in a car accident just recently!" The Detective tore his eyes away from the other man. Ever since the accident had happened, Detective An had been more than sure that the Qings had nothing to do with the killings. What? Were they going to endanger the new wife just to prove something? To stage an accident? He thought not. "The wife had suffered enough."

"Who knows who else they are putting in pain while we're here arguing?!"

"I'm pretty sure she knows nothing."

"How can you be certain?"

"You've read the papers," Detective An sighed. "It's a vigilante group. That was why the recent case also got closed. Because they could not find anything. They were given only enough evidence to prove that yes, they were killed and they were killed with a reason. Who these men are, we don't know but certainly it was not the Qings because they could not be in two places at the same time! That vigilante group is who we should be focusing on!"

The senator looked alarmed. "What about Dong Yi?"

"It will be just a few days before they uncover what really polluted the water in Dong Yi." His eyebrows furrowed. "Why are you so worried about that anyway?"

"I-I am not! I only want to get to the bottom of these crimes!"

Detective An looked at Liao Chun who was quietly sitting on the sofa. He had just woken up when the senator had finished outlining his plan on a huge whiteboard. He had been speechless since then.

"What about you, kid? Are you going to continue working for this man?" asked the detective.

It was as if his lips had been sewed shut when he looked at his superior. But there was already a decision in his eyes. "I am going to stay."

The detective let out a strangled sound. "You can't possibly be thinking straight!"

"I am thinking straight," said the youth and stood up. He pointed a finger at the detective. "I followed you here, left my job to prove something to the world! But it all amounted to nothing. All because I believed in you! I think the senator's plan would work. I'll stay."

The detective shook his head, feeling the weight of it as it hung from his neck. Just what was this kid thinking? "You might be falling into your death."

"That's better than just watching," answered Liao Chun. "You know they are doing something wrong. We don't have anything against them that is why we are going to get it. We have to take risks if we want to catch them!"

"If this turned out to be a failure? That the Qings were nothing but rich oligarchs and then you took the newest addition to their family? Are you willing to go to jail? To say good bye to the force forever? To be on the other side of the line?!"

Liao Chun only turned away, his face was burning but his heart had been set to this decision. "You said before, a detective only needs his gut. My gut is telling me that they are responsible or even connected with those deaths and Dong Yi. If you want to miss out on the biggest bust of the decade, then be our guest. Leave."

Before the detective left the room, he said in a low voice, "You're swimming right into a shark's mouth, kid, with nothing to get you out of it."

"Thanks for the advice, but good bye, Detective An."

Liao Chun did not look until he heard the bas.e.m.e.nt door closed. "Assemble the men," he said. "We will start tomorrow."