Chapter 275 - He Was Jealous!
Upon seeing Jiang Tao's actions, Zheng Ming suddenly remembered that he hadn't been recording and quickly pulled out his phone to start capturing the moment.
For soldiers like Liu Zhongjun, they often face more than just a couple of handguns; they're up against a barrage of gunfire. In such situations, no matter how agile they are, dodging is nearly impossible. Their only option is to take cover to prevent injury.
However, for police officers, whose duties differ, such agility is far more practical and can be lifesaving when it matters most.
Though neither of them captured the entire scene, what they did get was a significant gain.
Zhang Xiaolong concluded the exercise with a smile to those around him, “Alright, that's it for today's drill. Each person's ability to perceive and learn varies, so it's up to you how much you take away from this. Even if you can't master my movements quickly, trying to mimic my footwork can still enhance your agility, which is beneficial for everyone.”
“Aren't you going to thank Instructor Zhang?” Liu Zhongjun prompted the soldiers behind him.
”Thank you, Instructor Zhang!” they shouted in unison, their voices booming through the police station and resonating clearly throughout Qingyuan County.
This was not only a heartfelt expression of gratitude to Zhang Xiaolong but also served to clarify to the local citizens that they were not engaged in a real fight but rather in a training exercise, and they were also learning.
Jiang Tao caught on immediately, gesturing to his soldiers, who echoed the sentiment with thunderous voices.
“Let's go,” Qu Moyao suggested, seeing that the event had concluded, and she reached out to usher Zhang Xiaolong away.
The troops from both sides swiftly created a corridor for Zhang Xiaolong and Qu Moyao to pass through.
“We should take the car. It wouldn't look right for us to walk out in front of everyone,” Zhang Xiaolong said, feeling a bit awkward.
He had become an instructor in the eyes of these people, and he could see the respect in their faces and eyes, which he found somewhat unsettling.
With those words, he got into his car, waved to Zheng Ming, and drove off.
“What's that supposed to mean?” Chang Tian felt the comment was directed at him, yet he couldn't quite grasp the implication.
“Just do the investigation,” Zheng Ming said, his face grim. “If you can't handle this task, perhaps you're not cut out for this uniform.”
“Understood, Chief. I'll go review the footage right away.” Chang Tian, sensing the gravity of the situation, snapped to attention, saluted, and quickly left.
No sooner had Chang Tian left than Zheng Ming spotted another familiar face: his brother-in-law, Huang Zhigang.
“What brings you here?” Zheng Ming had an inkling but asked anyway, “Is something the matter?”
“Brother-in-law, I owe you one for taking charge this time. I would've been at the mercy of others without your help,” Huang Zhigang said with a grateful smile.
He was wary of his brother-in-law, who wasn't the easiest person to get along with. If it weren't for the sake of his sister, Huang Zhigang doubted he would even be acknowledged.
“Watch what you say. I handle everything here by the book, safeguarding the public's safety and property. I'm not here to serve your personal interests,” Zheng Ming replied coolly.
“Of course, of course. I meant to thank our police force. If Officer Chang hadn't arrived when he did, who knows what kind of trouble Zhang Xiaolong might have caused,” Huang Zhigang quickly shifted gears, then added with a hopeful grin, “However, is there any chance I could see Zhang Xiaolong? I have some questions for him.”
“Interrogation is our responsibility. Why do you want to get involved?” Zheng Ming asked, his brow furrowed.
“It's just that... I need to ask him how he managed to clog my drainage pipe. I can't seem to clear it, and now the factory can't operate. If this continues, I'll be facing a hefty sum in penalties,” Huang Zhigang explained urgently. “Brother-in-law, you've got to help me out. After all, I'm the genuine victim here. Even if Zhang Xiaolong ends up in jail, it won't make up for my losses.”
“Are you referring to the wastewater pipeline?” Zheng Ming said with a scoff, “Zhigang, since you've called me brother-in-law, let me offer you some advice. Take care of your factory's wastewater treatment before Zhang Xiaolong comes after you again. If you can't manage that, you might as well shut down the factory. Even if it doesn't bankrupt you, you'll be facing jail time!”
“Brother-in-law, surely you've been misled by something he said, right?” Huang Zhigang hastily objected, “I'm running a legitimate operation. That farmer is just envious of me...”