Chapter 266: Chapter 266 He Really Deserves to Die!

Upon hearing this, the deputy director’s expression also turned serious.

“Indeed, this matter is indeed tricky. Chen Xing, the one who escaped, is their leader. If we don’t catch him, the follow-up investigation is likely to not go too smoothly.”

“Chen Xing already has a criminal record. We’ve applied for his records from the police station in the Capital. We should have new leads before long,” Zhao Lang said, his dark eyes flashing with a glimpse of a sharp light, but he quickly returned to normal.

“In that case, there must be someone behind this gang. Your subsequent work will definitely be tough, but I think Chen Xing won’t be able to get very far. Recently, it’s been raining a lot, and the mountain roads are badly damaged. Plus, with police patrolling the village, he won’t dare to move rashly.”

The deputy director nodded in agreement, “You’re right. We’ll dispatch more personnel to the vicinity of Chixia Mountain these days. However, you all need to be careful as well and try not to go outside.”

The village chief chimed in, “Don’t worry, chief. When I get back, I’ll tell everyone to avoid going up the mountain for the next few days, and to keep an eye on the elderly and children to ensure their personal safety.”

“Good, I appreciate your efforts. It’s getting late; let me hurry up and take you back.”

Jiang Yan kept sleeping until three in the morning.

That Drunken Rosy Clouds had no effect at first–a sweet taste even–but as he continued to drink, the alcohol hit him harder. In less than half an hour, he was completely disoriented.

When he regained consciousness again, he was already back in the thatched cottage.

Inside was pitch-dark, and he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face.

Holding his splitting headache, Jiang Yan staggered out of bed, knocking over several things before managing to light the kerosene lamp.

The moment his vision was restored, he started calling for Jiang Li.

But no one responded to him.

“What’s going on? Not at home, running around in the middle of the night?”

While grumbling, Jiang Yan sought his mobile phone to check the time, only to find Jiang Li’s phone in his pocket instead.

As soon as he turned it on, he was startled by the several hundred messages that popped up.

Before he could delve into them, a Weibo alert titled “Jiang Li and Director Sun Suspected of Affair” caught his attention.

Instantly, Jiang Yan was seething with anger.

“Damn, what are these people bored or something? Making up rumors?”

His face turned livid as he clicked on it, becoming even more furious as he read, and by the time he got to the derogatory comments about Jiang Li, he was completely sobered by his rage, furiously typing away.

“Calling my sister a mistress? Are those two holes in your nose just for breathing? Or did your mom nurture the placenta instead when she gave birth to you? Were you only born to spread rumors and spout crap? Do you want me to gift you a few farmhouse dogs to stink up your mouth?”

The person quickly replied with a question mark.

“? Brother, isn’t it already clarified? I’ve apologized too, why are you still cursing at me?”

Soon, Jiang Yan’s comment drew countless onlookers.

“? Is the young master using 4G internet? This drama’s ended and he only just grabbed the melon’s vine?”

“Could Jiang Yan have just sobered up and seen the news? He was drinking quite a lot during the live broadcast tonight.”

“LOL, Jiang Li has already become famous for catching bad guys, and Jiang Yan is still babbling here.”

“So the law of conservation of energy is valid after all. Heaven gave the Jiang Family the treasure Jiang Li, it was only natural to also bless them with Jiang Yan, the fool.”

“Give up, his own sister is fighting with criminals, and the brother’s passed out drunk. Now I see why Jiang Li despises her brother so much, utterly unreliable!”

Upon seeing the replies, Jiang Yan was completely dumbfounded.

Jiang Li fighting with criminals? When did that happen? Weren’t they just dancing at the Daton Festival? Or had he time-traveled?

Jiang Yan quickly checked the date on the phone again. July 11th, no mistake, he hadn’t time-traveled.

So what exactly happened during his drunken state?!

But he quickly learned the whole story.

Before he even finished checking the trending searches, Wen Jiaojiao called him, gave him a thorough scolding, and then hung up.

For the first time, Jiang Yan didn’t talk back, choosing instead to remain silent.

Because his mind was filled with images he saw on Jiang Li’s Weibo of her subduing several poachers.

Those guys were desperate criminals carrying guns, just a hair away from losing their lives.

And what about him, as her brother?

Far from being of any help, he had been so drunk that he hadn’t even ended up taking Jiang Li’s phone in his pocket.

He really deserved to die!

The more he thought about it, the guiltier Jiang Yan felt, and he raised his hand and slapped himself.

Just at that moment, a cameraman who had heard the noise came in, with the live broadcast camera catching him in the act.

This sudden action startled all the viewers.

Although it was late, the public outcry from earlier was so intense that many netizens had not gone to bed, clamoring to watch the live stream.

Director Sun was also ready to seize this opportunity to harness the popularity and redeem himself, so he had his PD work overnight.

The PD, who had been called in unexpectedly, initially full of grievances, walked in to find Jiang Yan fiercely slapping his own face.

Shocked, he was no longer angry but instead became concerned about Jiang Yan’s mental state.

“Jiang, Young Master Jiang, are you okay? If you really can’t handle it, we can talk it out. Don’t treat yourself this way.”

Jiang Yan: “……”

Done for. Why did this guy have to come now?!

Isn’t he just embarrassing himself in front of the whole country?

With that thought, Jiang Yan awkwardly coughed, touched his face, and waved his arms a few times.

“No, I’m just swatting mosquitoes. There are too many mosquitoes in this room.”

As he spoke, he slapped his face again.

The cameraman looked skeptically at the swollen half of his face.

Could swatting a mosquito really require such force?

However, the audience in the live stream saw right through it.

[LOL, Young Master Jiang really won’t admit it, huh? That manner didn’t look like swatting mosquitoes; he could have killed someone.]

[HAHAHAHAHA I’m glad I didn’t sleep, otherwise, I would have missed this spectacular moment. So, is this how Young Master Jiang behaves when he’s drunk, slapping himself?]

[I’m guessing he’s doing this because he feels guilty? After all, such a big thing happened to Jiang Li, and he was just sleeping at home. She’s his own sister, for goodness’ sake.]

Jiang Yan, hastily making up an excuse for himself, immediately strode over to the cameraman and sternly grabbed his shoulders.

“Forget about me, where’s my sister? Where did she go? She didn’t get hurt, did she? Take me to her right away.”

Just as the cameraman was about to explain, a commotion came from the doorway–

“Village chief, this is far enough, it’s getting late; you should head back now.”

Jiang Yan instantly recognized the voice, his eyes widened, and he forcefully pushed the door open.

“Jiang Li!!!”