Chapter 1: The Eye-Catching Wedding

  The phone was called by Xiao Bai, and Ning Fan naturally answered it immediately: "Have you tracked down the kidnapper?"

  "They're almost there, they've entered the Qingyun Mountain Scenic Area and seem to be heading in the direction of the no-man's land." Xiaobai replied: "I estimate that we can catch up with them within half an hour, do you need to wait for you to take action together?"

  "There's been progress on my end too, if you're confident, just go ahead and rescue Beibei directly." Ning Fan made a quick decision, taking action on both sides, which seemed more reassuring to him.

  "Okay." Xiaobai responded succinctly and then hung up the phone.

  Ning Fan continued to drive to the police station, and just as he was on his way, something astonishing happened at the city government building. Zhang Anfeng, the deputy director of the municipal public security bureau, led several policemen to arrest Deputy Mayor Ding Guoren, without notifying anyone beforehand.

  Many people think Zhang Anfeng must be crazy, can a deputy mayor be casually arrested? In normal circumstances, even if the deputy mayor has any problems, it's usually the discipline inspection committee that takes action first.

  But things happened like this, Zhang Anfeng insisted on taking the person directly to the police station and even put handcuffs on Ding Guoren!

  The police station is not far from the city government, so when Ning Fan drove to the police station, Zhang Anfeng had already brought the person back. In fact, at this moment, Zhang Anfeng was waiting at the gate of the police station.

  Seeing Ning Fan, Zhang Anfeng hastily walked over.

  "Ning Fan, where's the evidence? I want to take a look at it first!" Zhang Anfeng was somewhat urgent, he couldn't help but be anxious. Although he had received direct orders from Provincial Hall Director Tang, directly arresting someone like this still carried great risk. Unless the evidence was solid, his official career would definitely be finished.

  "Director Zhang, no need to be nervous, the evidence is solid." Ning Fan naturally understood what Zhang Anfeng was worried about. He pointed to the people in the car and said, "First, let's have them take these people inside. They are witnesses, let's keep an eye on them. As for the evidence, I can show it to you now. However, Director Zhang, while you're looking at the evidence, I need to go talk to Ding Guoren."

  "Alright." Zhang Anfeng readily agreed, and at this point, he was on the same side as Ning Fan. As for Ning Fan possibly offending some big shot in the city, he didn't take it to heart. After all, Ning Fan now had a big backer from the province.

  The two quickly parted ways, Ning Fang handing over the storage card to Zhang Anfeng, while he went to Interrogation Room No. 1.

  In the No. 1 interrogation room, a man in his fifties sat with fair skin and a refined demeanor, exuding an extraordinary air of elegance. His appearance and temperament were both pleasing to others, but he was actually a criminal who had secretly committed countless crimes. Just a few hours ago, he had secretly orchestrated the kidnapping of a six-year-old girl, and Ning Fan and Ye Rou had almost lost their lives because of him. He was Ding Guoren.

  "Excuse yourself for a moment, I need to have a private conversation with Director Ding." Ning Fang said to the police officer guarding the interrogation room.

  The policeman looked at Ning Fan with a strange gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then walked out, but intentionally left the interrogation room door open.

  "I think you should already know, you're done." Ning Fan said slowly, sitting across from Ding Guoren.

  "I knew this day would come, it's just earlier than I expected." Ding Guoren seemed unusually calm.

  "You have a degree, you have abilities, and at one point I even thought you were very honest." Ning Fan's voice was low. "I really want to know why you would do this?"

  "When one is in the official circle, he can't control his own body." Ding Guoren smiled faintly, "I don't have a good family background, nor do I like to fawn and flatter. To survive in the official circle, some means are always needed."

  "That's no excuse for your crime." Ning Fan said with a shake of his head.

  "One day, you will also have a time when you are not in control." Ding Guoren remained calm.

  "Maybe." Ning Fan felt a sense of desolation in his heart, "Tell me, where is Beibei?"

  "I don't know either." Ding Guoren shook his head, "However, I can make a phone call and ask them to release the person."

  "Then hit me, is your phone still on you?" Ning Fan said.

  Ding Guoren seemed very cooperative. Although he was still wearing handcuffs, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number while also turning on the speakerphone.

  "It's me." The phone was answered and Ding Guoren said in a calm tone: "Let the little girl go."

  "Where's the money?" came a hoarse voice from the other side.

  "You come to the city to get the money," Ding Guoren said calmly.

  "No way, we haven't seen any money, and we won't let you go!" The hoarse voice refused without hesitation.

  "That's okay, I can transfer it to you immediately, and 100,000 will arrive in your account immediately." Ding Guoren replied.

  That hoarse voice came over again: "Sorry, we've changed our minds. Now we want a million!"

  "Your appetite is too big!" Ding Guoren's voice sank, and it actually had a few points of majesty.

  "Less nonsense, no money means no release!" The hoarse voice sounded impatient.

  "Alright, give me some time." Ding Guoren looked somewhat helpless.

  "Hurry up!" He said and hung up the phone.

  "Hurry up and transfer the money to them before your bank account gets frozen!" Ning Fan said in a low voice, looking at Ding Guoren.

  Ding Guoren didn't say a word and continued dialing, listening to him making a phone transfer, Ning Fan also didn't say anything.

  A few minutes later.

  "Alright, I'll call them again. The money should be in their account by now." Ding Guoren said as he dialed the kidnapper's number once more.

  The phone connected again quickly, and the hoarse voice came again: "Very good, we have received the money."

  "Now let the child go." said Ding Guoren.

  "Hand over the phone, that Ning Fan's number to us. This little girl keeps saying she wants to see her Uncle Ning Fan or something. I'll call that kid and have him come pick her up." The hoarse voice responded quite readily this time.

  Ding Guoren looked at Ning Fan, apparently seeking his opinion. Seeing Ning Fan nodding, Ding Guoren reported the number.

  In less than thirty seconds, Ning Fan's phone rang.

  "Who is it?" Ning Fan answered the phone.

  "Are you Ning Fan?" The hoarse voice came over.

  "It's me." Ning Fan let out a slight sigh of relief, Beibei was finally going to be okay.

  "It's you, that's good. That little girl named Fang Beibei is in our hands, prepare 1 million to ransom her!" The hoarse voice was filled with obvious excitement.

  Ning Fan's heart suddenly surged with anger: "You still want money?"

  "What do you mean by paying back money?" The hoarse voice seemed to hesitate for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Damn it, do you know we've taken other people's money? Never mind, I don't care about that. In short, give us one million, or else we'll throw this chick into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

  "I don't have that much money!" Ning Fan gritted his teeth, he was furious at this moment, but could only suppress his anger, after all, BeiBei was still in danger.

  "Mind your own business whether I have money or not!" The hoarse voice sounded very impatient, "Anyway, I just want one million, otherwise this little girl will... uh!"

  Suddenly, a mournful cry came from over there, followed by another one, and then there was no more sound.

  After about a minute, a familiar voice came from that side: "Ning Fan, remember I just saved you 10 million!"

  Ning Fan finally let out a sigh of relief: "Is Beibei safe?"

  "Hmm, maybe a few less hairs, but overall this kid still looks lively." Xiaobai said casually: "How about it? Want to say something to her?"

  "Give her the phone." Ning Fan replied.

  "Uncle Ning Fan, is that you?" Beibei's clear voice quickly came from over there.

  "Bei Bei, it's me, are you okay?" Ning Fan's voice was very gentle.

  "Uncle Ningfan, I'm fine." Beibei sounded normal indeed. "I knew you'd definitely come to rescue me, so I wasn't scared at all. I was very quiet and well-behaved, so those two bad uncles didn't hit me."

  "Ah, Beibei you're so obedient." Ning Fan let out a sigh of relief. "Right, Beibei, I'll get that little white uncle to send you home, first give him your phone."

  "Uncle Xiaobai, Uncle Ningfan wants to talk to you." Beibei's voice came from the other side, followed by Xiaobai's voice: "Ningfan, what's up?"

  "Have Beibei call her mom, I'm sure you have Fang Lanlan's number. Then, would you mind helping me send Beibei back home?" Ning Fan said quickly.

  "Don't worry, I'll send the kid back home and take care of things here."

  "Alright then, thank you." Ning Fan said with a sincere tone.

  "No need to thank me, thank Xiaojie instead." Xiao Bai chuckled and then hung up the phone.

  Ning Fan looked at Ding Guoren again, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Is Mo Feng hired by you?"

  "Of course." Ding Guoren acknowledged very readily.

  "So, why did you let Mo Feng deal with Fang Lanlan and the others to avenge me?" Ning Fan asked quietly.

  "I didn't let him do this." Ding Guoren shook his head.

  "Mo Feng said it was his client who made him do so," Ning Fan said slowly.

  "Mo Feng's client, I'm afraid it's not just me." Ding Guoren shook his head, "I didn't hire him directly, I hired him through an intermediary to do things for me. Perhaps someone else also found that intermediary."

  "Who is the middleman?" Ning Fan asked.

  "I've already said all I can say." Ding Guoren said calmly, apparently meaning that the answer to this question cannot be spoken.

  This made Ning Fan realize that the middleman was probably not ordinary, Ding Guoren had apparently made preparations for imprisonment or even death penalty, but he still did not dare to reveal the detailed information of the middleman.

  Of course, if that middleman was really so unusual, then Ding Guoren's information might also be very limited.

  "One last question." Ning Fan slightly leaned forward, lowering his voice, "What's your relationship with Chen Zixuan?"

  "Chen Zixuan?" Ding Guoren's eyes flickered with a strange expression. "You seem to have a grudge against Chen Zixuan?"

  The next second, Ding Guoren suddenly looked enlightened: "I understand now, it turns out to be like this, haha, it was you!"

  After laughing for a few moments, Ding Guoren looked at Ning Fan with an odd gaze: "Want me to teach you a perfect way to deal with Chen Zi Xuan?"