Red Light

The Arrest Part 2

Jiang Cheng sat in his car. He just needed a moment. Leaning back against the head rest, he took a few deep breaths.

He had slammed the car door on the fucking arrogant bitch. At least he had waited until she was completely in the car though that wasn't his first inclination. While seeing her jump was satisfying, he regretted the loss of control.

He sighed. The fatigue was bad enough it was a bone deep ache. There was still the search warrant at his home.

Home.

Would it ever feel the same?

He didn't think so.

That thought made him feel sad and lost.

He sighed again and started his car. The phone ringing brought his attention back. He didn't even bother to see who it was.

"Wei?"

"Inspector? You need to see this." It was Liu Tingyu's voice.

"Is anyone in danger?"

"No, sir, but... Inspector, I honestly think it would be best if you saw this yourself."

"I'm on my way."

"Thank you, sir."

Jiang Cheng hung up the phone.

'Now what the fuck is going on?' he thought to himself. 'What else has that bitch done?'

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Madame Yu sat in the back of the cruiser as they drove to the police station. The cuffs behind her back were digging into her wrists. The officers in the front were listening to some god awful KPop song called "Maniac".** Loudly. Both were obviously enjoying it.

Between being arrested, Jiang Cheng's betrayal and the music, she was so angry her head hurt.

'How dare he call me a bitch and slam the door at me!' she thought venomously. 'If my hands were free I would have slapped him hard enough to bruise! How dare he?'

Her thoughts went along the same vein all the way to the station.

What she didn't expect was the mass of reporters waiting her arrival. The police were holding them back but made no effort to disperse them. She was pulled awkwardly out of the vehicle and turned toward the reporters to be taken into the station itself. The reporters weren't about to let an opportunity like that go to waste.

Phones and cameras were held high hoping to get a good shot of the wealthy woman being arrested for human trafficking of all things.

"Did you like selling people?"

"How much did you make?"

"Did you sell kids?"

The scene was becoming a mad house.

Feng Mingjing took control of the situation. A few words and the police had formed up around Madame Yu. They were pushing their way into the precinct.

It took several minutes to get through the throng but they managed to get inside with only minor jostling. Madame Yu had stared ahead not acknowledging anyone.

Feng Mingjing had a firm grip on her arm as he pulled her to the left toward booking.

"This way, ma'am. Here you will be put into the police system. You will have your information taken, be fingerprinted, and have a mug shot taken. Your jewelry to be logged in and put into our safe. Otherwise, the department will make no guarantee that you will retain it when put into general holding. Do you understand?" He looked at her. He was fairly sure she would do it the hard way but the choice was hers.