So he decided to further cement his ruthless reputation by taking his men to intercept You Mingxu at her doorstep. His initial plan was just to beat up that fool, but instead, he ended up being beaten up by You Mingxu.
Luo Yu’s combat skills were actually quite good. Otherwise, his superiors would never have assigned him such a dangerous mission. If he were to fight You Mingxu seriously, even without absolute certainty of victory, he could definitely give her a hard time. But now, he couldn’t afford to expose himself—how could a lawyer possess such formidable fighting skills?
That day, after his men were driven off by You Mingxu, he returned home alone and sat in his car. Recalling her swift and graceful movements, like a swallow in flight and a butterfly’s descent, he suddenly found himself smiling.
When You Mingxu began investigating the teen exchange murder case, Luo Yu merely instructed his men to find another opportunity to teach that fool a lesson. He never expected them to go so far as to nearly drown Yin Feng. This gave Luo Yu a serious headache.
Upon receiving the news, Luo Yu drove ahead of time to You Mingxu’s doorstep.
The infiltration of a top-tier undercover agent was something even You Mingxu couldn’t detect.
Moreover, that night, she probably had no attention to spare.
Luo Yu stood in the shadows, watching as a police car pulled up. He saw the two people in the back seat slowly separate. He saw the infatuation in Yin Feng’s eyes and the tenderness on You Mingxu’s face. Then, she took his hand and walked slowly into the neighborhood, like two teenagers newly in love, holding hands all the way, blushing as they went upstairs.
Luo Yu stood in the darkness for a long time.
Cigarette butts littered the ground.
Then he turned and left.
She had never looked at him with that kind of expression.
So, that’s how it was.
For a long time afterward, Luo Yu acted out of character and never bothered You Mingxu again. He even considered abandoning this lead entirely.
It was around this time that the drug trafficking line he had been monitoring finally showed activity. He knew Xing Jifu was planning one last big score before retiring, aiming to secure a legacy in both the underworld and legitimate circles for his generation, while also leaving a solid foundation for the Crown Prince, Xing Yanjun.
During those days, Luo Yu had already pushed You Mingxu to the back of his mind. Even in his dreams, all he could think about was how to capture Xing Jifu.
Catching Huang Long meant nothing. Catching Guo Feirong meant nothing. Even apprehending all the involved members of the Kaiyang Group meant nothing.
He wanted to capture Xing Jifu.
Only by capturing him would Luo Yu’s undercover mission be considered a complete success. Only then could the massive criminal tumor lurking in Xiangcheng be uprooted entirely. Only then could they deliver a fatal blow to the criminal forces, truly making them fear the law. Only then could this land be filled with the deterrence of the solemn police badge, ensuring no one would dare to break the law lightly—because look, even Xing Jifu, who sat firmly atop Xiangcheng’s underworld, had been arrested by the police.
This had almost become an obsession for Luo Yu, even surpassing the original purpose of his undercover mission.
Over the years, although he had never personally killed an innocent person, he had injured people, framed others, repeatedly cleared criminals of suspicion, and even gunned down underworld figures. His superiors had once called him ruthless, and they weren’t wrong. Some of the things he did, other undercover agents might not dare to attempt, fearing exposure and ending up dismembered on the streets. But he did them—when he could execute them cleverly, he did; when there was no way around it, he gritted his teeth and pushed through.Gradually, he had grown accustomed to the life of an underworld boss. He smoked the most expensive cigarettes and drank the finest liquor. Two months ago, during a secret meeting with his superior, the superior tossed him a pack of Furongwang—a brand he used to favor most. At the time, he didn't think much of it; he accepted it and, without even looking, handed it off to his subordinates upon returning. He and his men had become intimately familiar with which nightclubs in Xiangcheng had the most charming women. If anyone dared to slight him, a surge of ruthless anger would rise within, and he would always find a way to scheme retaliation to vent his hatred...
More than once, while smoking in his high-rise office overlooking the city, he watched the figures in his bank account grow day by day, observed his followers becoming increasingly arrogant, saw Xing Jifu's face grow more and more familiar, and noted how veterans like Huang Long and Guo Feirong no longer dared to look down on him—even the Crown Prince held him in high regard... In his chest, ambition and pride stirred restlessly.
At times, he even wondered: if he hadn't become a police officer back then but had truly taken the other path, perhaps today he wouldn't be struggling or tormented. He might have genuinely climbed to the top seat in Xiangcheng.
But he only ever entertained the thought.
Before executing his grand plan, he met with his superior one last time.
They arranged to meet on a small fishing boat on the Xiang River.
In the pitch darkness, with the vast river lying silent and still, only the two of them were present on the expansive waters.
By this time, his superior had already been transferred to Beijing for another important assignment. Someone else would soon take over as his contact.
Yet today, the superior came to see him personally. As soon as they met, the superior slammed the table: "You injured a police officer?! Seriously! That officer might be bedridden for the rest of his life!"
Luo Yu remained silent for a moment before replying, "If I hadn't fired first, he would have died."
The superior sighed, "But... ah! When you return in the future, this matter will be hard to explain!"
Luo Yu said, "But I know what I'm doing. I've always known."
The superior glanced at him but said nothing.
Luo Yu took out a pack of Hetianxia and handed it to the superior. The superior accepted it, glanced at it, and without a word, pocketed the cigarettes.
Luo Yu asked, "You're being transferred to Beijing soon. How am I supposed to work with your replacement? I might not be able to cooperate!"
The superior snapped angrily, "What nonsense! Do undercover agents get to pick their superiors? Rest assured, whoever takes over will be the same. Besides, over these past few years, haven't you made many decisions on your own? When have you ever truly followed my orders?"
Only then did Luo Yu smile.
The superior added, "Even after I'm transferred to Beijing, I won't completely let go of this case. I'll keep an eye on it. When necessary, you can request personnel support from me."
Finally hearing what he wanted, Luo Yu nodded with a smile.
"What's your plan?" the superior asked.
"I'm ready to close the net."
The web Luo Yu had woven far exceeded his superior's original expectations.As early as last year, he had secretly colluded with Yunnan drug dealers and Xiangtan Lao. This meant that beyond his identity as an undercover agent, he also bore the role of a mole. With his silver tongue and ruthless decisiveness, he repeatedly curried favor with both parties, convincing them that Luo Yu was an extremely ambitious individual who had long sought to replace Xing Jifu. Over the years, Xing Jifu had been surrounded by Huang Long and Guo Feirong, making his inner circle impenetrable. However, this newly risen Luo Yu not only enjoyed Xing Jifu’s favor but also acted with bold audacity. His alliance with the two factions and betrayal of Xing Jifu implied that they would eventually divide Xing Jifu’s power among themselves. Eagerly anticipating this opportunity, the two sides grew increasingly closer to him.
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