NIP Chapter 148 Do Poor and Desolate Places Produce Unruly People? They're Driven Out by Corrupt Of
Chapter 148 Do Poor and Desolate Places Produce Unruly People? They're Driven Out by Corrupt Of
The rainstorm had just subsided on the emergency lane of the highway.
The windows of the black bulletproof SUV were covered in fog, a product of the collision between the high temperature inside the vehicle and the cold rain outside.
The car body stopped shaking, leaving only a slight vibration from the engine idling.
The carriage was filled with a strong scent of hormones, a mixture of the leather smell of the leather seats and Ye Cunxin's unique fragrance, so sweet it was intoxicating.
"call……"
A fair arm reached out from the back seat and haphazardly wiped the fogged-up car window, leaving a clear water streak.
Ye Cunxin slumped lazily in the reclined passenger seat.
The black slip dress, which was already in tatters, was now in a terrible state; one shoulder strap had broken and was hanging loosely at her elbow.
Large swathes of her alabaster skin were exposed under the dim reading light, her two full breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing, bearing several dark red hickeys—medals left from the fierce battle just now.
She looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, sweat trickling down her slender neck and into the deep, unfathomable cleavage.
Those iconic long legs were now resting limply on the dial, toes slightly curled, exuding a lingering sense of pleasure.
The torn black stockings were long gone, leaving only a few strands of lace trim around the ankle. The extreme contrast between black and white made it appear particularly decadent and alluring.
Qi Tongwei lit a cigarette, leaned back in the driver's seat, his bare upper body showing clearly defined muscles, and beads of sweat rolled down his abdominal muscles.
He took a deep breath, the spiciness of nicotine washing away the sweetness in his nasal cavity.
"This place is no place for a human to live."
Ye Cunxin rolled over and snuggled closer like a cat.
She pressed her entire body against Qi Tongwei's arm, her soft breasts squeezing against his hard biceps, creating a thrilling sensation. She tilted her head back, her eyes hazy with a hint of satisfaction, and gently licked the scar on Qi Tongwei's wrist with the tip of her tongue.
"I mean... it was too crowded just now."
Ye Cunxin chuckled, her voice husky and sexy: "Next time, let's find a more spacious place, like... Zhao Lichun's office?"
Qi Tongwei ignored the question and instead slapped her firm, round buttocks with a crisp sound, eliciting a charming gasp from the woman.
He picked up the black leather notebook that was lying under the windshield.
The recent lovemaking hadn't made him forget his business; on the contrary, after the release, his violent aura became even more restrained and profound.
By the dim light, he turned to the page with the folded corner.
"Yantai City, Yanshan County, Dugu Village".
"In 2015, 320 million yuan of special poverty alleviation funds were allocated for transportation construction. Project description: High-standard mountain road and supporting cableway."
"Construction unit: Fourth Branch of Handong Road and Bridge Construction Group. Person in charge: Gao Xiaoqin."
Qi Tongwei exhaled a smoke ring, and in the swirling smoke, his eyes were even darker than the night outside the window.
"Three hundred million."
Qi Tongwei pointed to the number with his finger. "A road was built in this impoverished county, the money's all spent, and now what about the road?"
Ye Cunxin also dropped her seductive demeanor.
She grabbed a spare tactical jacket from the back seat and casually wrapped it around herself. The oversized jacket couldn't hide her two smooth thighs; instead, it added to the allure of her "missing lower garments." She leaned over to look at her laptop, a mocking smirk playing on her lips.
"Gao Xiaoqin's appetite is no smaller than Zhao Ruilong's."
Ye Cunxin reached out and smoothed her messy long hair, her every move exuding charm. "Three hundred million, even if you just used money to pave two kilometers in the mountains."
"Walk."
Qi Tongwei stubbed out his cigarette, started the car, and said, "Let's go see what this road, worth 300 million, actually looks like."
……
Six o'clock in the morning.
Yanshan County is one of the poorest areas in Handong Province.
The mountains here are steep and the peaks are layered. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is like a cage that traps the people to death.
The SUV exited the highway and entered a bumpy county road.
The once smooth asphalt road abruptly ended here, turning into a dirt road mixed with gravel and yellow mud. Last night's torrential rain had turned the road into a mud pit, with tires kicking up large amounts of mud.
There were no decent brick houses on either side of the road; most were low mud houses, some with roofs that had collapsed halfway and were barely covered by a few pieces of black plastic sheeting.
When the wind blows, the plastic sheet rustles, sounding like a sob from this poor mountain valley.
The off-road vehicle stopped at a mountain pass.
There is no road ahead.
A majestic mountain looms before us, its cliffs as vertical as if carved by a knife and axe, with clouds and mist swirling around its waist.
This is the only way to Dugu Village.
At this moment, three brand-new Audi A6s were parked at the foot of the mountain, their bodies gleaming, standing out starkly from the surrounding mud.
Several middle-aged men in jackets and with protruding bellies stood under a huge parasol. They held packs of Zhonghua cigarettes in their hands, and their leather shoes were so polished that even a fly would have to do the splits if it landed on them. Two staff members were standing nearby with portable heaters to keep them warm, as if afraid that the morning dew in the mountains would chill the precious bodies of these leaders.
Upon seeing the SUV with the Jingzhou license plate stop, the fat man in the lead lit up, flicked his cigarette butt into the mud, and greeted the vehicle with a broad smile.
"Oh my! Isn't this... isn't this the leader from above!"
The fat man jogged along, his flabby body jiggling with each step.
Qi Tongwei got out of the car.
The aura emanating from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood caused the fat man's fake smile to freeze for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the passenger door opened.
Ye Cunxin's heart skipped a beat.
She wore a large men's tactical jacket, the collar open, revealing her delicate collarbone and a large expanse of snow-white skin. Below were a pair of long, straight, beautiful legs, smudged with mud, barefoot in a spare pair of military boots.
This outfit is wild, bold, and carries the arrogance of a top-tier noble.
The fat man stared wide-eyed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down; his lewdness was impossible to hide.
"Have you seen enough?"
Ye Cunxin snorted coldly, her hand on the holster at her waist. "If you look again, I'll gouge out your eyes and soak them in alcohol."
The fat man shuddered in fright, quickly averted his gaze, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
The fat man bent down and offered a Zhonghua cigarette. "My name is Zhu Dashan, and I'm the mayor of Heishi Township in Yanshan County. We received a notice from the city a while ago saying that provincial leaders were coming on an incognito visit, so we've been waiting here all night!"
Qi Tongwei didn't take the cigarette, but looked at him coldly.
"wait for me?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhu Dashan smiled obsequiously as he put away his cigarette. "The roads in these mountains are difficult to navigate, and there are many unruly people. I was worried the leaders wouldn't know the way, so I waited here to guide them to the township government canteen. Hot mutton soup has already been prepared; it's a local specialty, genuine black goat soup..."
"Who wants to go to the township government?"
Qi Tongwei interrupted him, his gaze passing over Zhu Dashan's thick shoulders and looking at the towering mountain behind him. "I'm going to Dugu Village."
Zhu Dashan's expression changed.
He looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "Sir, we can't go up there!"
"Why can't we go?"
"That's...that's the backward village we're focusing on rectifying!" Zhu Dashan said with a pained expression. "The villagers there have low levels of awareness and are uncivilized! Plus, it rained heavily last night, and the roads are slippery, it's very dangerous! If we disturb the leaders and cause them any harm, I'll lose my job."
"Slippery roads?"
Qi Tongwei pointed to the cliff and said, "A road that cost 300 million to build, and it's so slippery after just one rain?"
Zhu Dashan's eyelids twitched, and the fat on his face twitched.
"Well... this road is still under maintenance, under maintenance..." he stammered, sweat pouring down his forehead.
Just then, a commotion came from below the cliff.
Qi Tongwei frowned, pushed aside Zhu Dashan who was blocking his way, and strode over.
At the base of the vertical mountain wall, there was a jumble of messy baskets. Several villagers, dressed in tattered clothes and with dark skin, were huddled in a crevice in the rocks, sheltering from the rain.
The shoes they wore were not shoes, but "straw sandals" made from the soles of old tires and tied to their feet with straw rope.
They were all skin and bones, with numb and timid eyes.
Upon seeing Qi Tongwei, such a well-dressed important figure, approach, the villagers instinctively shrank back, like rabbits seeing a tiger.
And right above their heads, the so-called "road" appeared.
That's not a mountain road.
That was clearly a rope ladder made of rattan and steel pipes!
This cliff, over a thousand meters high, is 90 degrees vertical.
The rope ladder hung on the cliff face like a dead snake, swaying in mid-air with every gust of wind. In some places, the vines had turned black and rotten, revealing the rusty wires inside.
Is this what a 300 million yuan project is like?
Is this the high-standard highway that Gao Xiaoqin inspected and approved?
Qi Tongwei felt a surge of anger rush to the top of his head, and his temples throbbed.
"Is this the road you built?"
Qi Tongwei turned around, pointed at the rope ladder swaying precariously in the wind, his voice not loud, but it carried a chilling murderous aura.
Zhu Dashan, forgetting all about wiping his sweat, quickly stepped forward to explain, "Sir, you don't know this! This is a unique tourism project our township has developed! It's called 'Sky Ladder Experience'! These days, city dwellers all like thrills, don't they? We're turning a disadvantage into an advantage by adapting to local conditions..."
"Snapped!"
A resounding slap.
Zhu Dashan's 200-pound body spun around like a top twice before he landed hard on his bottom in the mud.
Half of his face swelled up at a visible speed, and the five finger marks were purplish-black.
The surrounding township officials were all dumbfounded, their mouths agape, not daring to utter a single word.
"Specialty tourism?"
Qi Tongwei looked down at Zhu Dashan on the ground, his gaze as if he were looking at a dead man. "All that fat on you, you got it from eating this 'specialty,' didn't you?"
Ye Cunxin stood to the side, a cold smile playing on her lips.
She leisurely snatched the heater from the still-dazed staff member, blew it on her rain-soaked legs, and said casually, "Tongwei, why waste your breath on this beast? I think this fat guy is too fleshy, why not hang him on that ladder as a wind chime? That would definitely be more 'unique'."
Zhu Dashan covered his face, groaning in the mud, "You...you dare to hit people! Is there no law anymore! I'm calling the police! I'm calling the mayor!"
"Call the police?"
Qi Tongwei drew the Type 92 pistol from his waist, skillfully cocked it, and made a crisp "click".
He pressed the muzzle of the gun against Zhu Dashan's forehead; the barrel was still cold from the rain.
"Look carefully."
Qi Tongwei crouched down and forcefully poked Zhu Dashan's layered, fat chin with the muzzle of his gun. "I'm a cop."
"Or are they police officers who specifically target and kill animals like you?"
Just then, a cry of surprise suddenly came from above the cliff.
"My child! My child!"
The voice was mournful and shrill, like a cuckoo crying blood.
Everyone looked up.
Halfway up the cliff, hundreds of meters high, a small figure was suspended in mid-air on a swaying rope ladder.
It was a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old, carrying a basket on her back that was bigger than herself, filled with mountain produce.
Perhaps because the rain last night had made the vines slippery, she slipped and lost her footing.
At this moment, she had only one thin little hand gripping the rusty steel pipe tightly, her body swinging back and forth like a pendulum hundreds of meters in the air.
The villagers below let out a desperate wail, but there was nothing they could do.
Because it's too high.
It's simply out of reach.
"This...this has nothing to do with us!" Zhu Dashan, his face pale with fright, still tried to argue, "We've already said we can't go down the mountain in the rain, but these unruly people just won't listen..."
"Shut up!"
Qi Tongwei kicked Zhu Dashan in the chest, sending him rolling several meters away like a ball.
He threw the gun into Ye Cunxin's arms.
"Look at this pig."
Qi Tongwei took off his jacket, revealing the muscular physique beneath his tight tactical vest. "If he dares to run, I'll cripple his third leg."
Ye Cunxin took the gun, a hint of excitement flashing in her peach blossom eyes.
She stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips, then raised her long leg and stepped directly on Zhu Dashan's bulging crotch as he tried to get up, grinding her toes into it.
"Did you hear that, you pig-headed mayor?"
Ye Cunxin smiled seductively, but her voice was as cold as ice. "If you dare to move, I'll make sure you can only squat to pee for the rest of your life."
Qi Tongwei did not hesitate at all.
He rushed to the bottom of the cliff, and instead of taking the rickety rope ladder, he grabbed directly onto a protruding rock on the cliff face.
Master-level rock climbing skills activated!
His body moved like an agile cheetah, clinging to the near-vertical cliff face, climbing upwards at a speed that defied the laws of physics.
Ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters...
He was not wearing a safety harness.
The township officials below were horrified.
Is this even human?
Rainwater flowed down the rock face, making the stones extremely slippery.
But Qi Tongwei's fingers were like steel hooks, digging tightly into every crevice.
His gaze was focused and calm.
At this moment, he was no longer the director of the Public Security Bureau, nor was he a strategist.
He was simply a policeman who saw the people suffering and could not stand idly by.
Or rather, this is the real Qi Tongwei.
That lone hero who once ventured into a drug den alone, leaving peace for the people behind.
We were still ten meters away from the little girl.
The little girl's hands could no longer hold on; her fingernails were worn down on the stone, bleeding profusely.
"Child! Hold on tight!" The old woman below cried until she fainted.
"ah--"
The little girl eventually ran out of strength, her hand loosened, and she fell from the sky.
That thin, small body resembled a withered leaf drifting in the wind.
"It's over..."
The people below felt a chill in their hearts.
At this critical moment.
A dark figure suddenly darted out from the side.
Qi Tongwei braced his legs against the rock face and leaped into the air, tracing a breathtaking arc.
He caught the falling little girl in mid-air.
One arm around the waist!
The immense impact of the fall carried the two of them further down.
"Gotcha!"
Qi Tongwei suddenly reached out with his other hand, his five fingers gripping a crooked pine tree that had grown out of a rock crevice like iron clamps.
"Snap!"
The pine tree shook violently, and its bark cracked.
Qi Tongwei's arms were bulging with veins, and his muscles were taut to the extreme, like inflated steel cables.
It stopped!
The two were suspended in mid-air, with a bottomless abyss below them.
Qi Tongwei looked down at the little girl in his arms.
The little girl was only seven or eight years old. Her face was dirty, and her eyes were unusually large, filled with fear.
The basket on her back was still there, filled with dozens of kilograms of wild walnuts.
That was her family's food allowance for a month.
Even if it fell, she couldn't bear to throw away the basket.
Qi Tongwei felt as if something had stabbed him hard in the heart.
Is this the "prosperous age" that Zhao Lichun talks about?
Is this what those corrupt officials call "comprehensive poverty alleviation" in their reports?
He tightened his grip on the child in his arms and looked up at the sky.
The rain stopped.
But in Handong, it was still dark.
"Don't be afraid."
Qi Tongwei's voice sounded exceptionally gentle in the wind, "Uncle will take you upstairs."
……
Ten minutes later.
Qi Tongwei held the child and landed steadily on the ground.
The old woman rushed forward like a madwoman, kneeling before Qi Tongwei and kowtowing, her forehead hitting the muddy ground full of gravel, leaving her bloodied and mangled.
"My benefactor! A living Buddha!"
Qi Tongwei pulled the old woman up.
He looked at the old woman's patched-up clothes and her hands, which were covered in calluses and looked like withered tree bark.
He turned his head again and looked at Zhu Dashan, who was being trampled under Ye Cunxin's feet, wearing an expensive suit and a Rolex worth hundreds of thousands of yuan on his wrist.
This stark contrast is like a resounding slap across the face of this country.
"Zhu Dashan".
Qi Tongwei walked over, leaving deep footprints in the mud with each step.
He took the gun from Ye Cunxin.
"You just said that the 300 million yuan was spent on building something with 'unique features'?"
Qi Tongwei shoved the gun barrel into Zhu Dashan's mouth. The hard metal broke Zhu Dashan's front teeth, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
"Ugh... ugh..." Zhu Dashan shook his head desperately, his eyes full of pleading.
I'll give you a chance.
Qi Tongwei pointed to the rickety rope ladder.
"Since it's a unique experience, you, as the local official, should take the lead and try it out."
"Climb up."
Qi Tongwei's voice was icy cold: "Carry that basket on your back and climb up there."
"What if he falls and dies?"
"Even if you paid 300 million yuan for the project, you'd still be buried alive with it."