Legal Violation Chapter 10

Legal Violation

Translator: She.Wee

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Chapter 10: Innocent Beast

 

The online buzz around the photos of Feng Lulin on duty led Feng Tang to be constantly distracted while driving around the city these past few days, frequently glancing around.

 

He felt like every taller traffic cop with his back turned might be Feng Lulin. He was getting obsessed.

 

Besides keeping an eye on the popular traffic cop online, Feng Tang planned to investigate Cen Qi’s plan to organize an underground racing gang. It was rumored that the membership fee started at 50,000, with a VIP system, and the entry-level price for sports cars was over a million. They didn’t want anything less and required proof of assets. In short, it was a reckless gathering of brainless second-generation rich kids.

 

This wasn’t an ordinary racing gang either. Feng Tang had raced on tracks before and understood the thrill of speed. The catch to this one was that this was underground racing, unlike the legal ones, where they raced in the streets, seeking excitement amidst the screams and shouts of the crowd.

 

The best outcome for these people was crashing into a bridge pier without harming pedestrians but hurrying off to the next life.

 

Cen Qi and his crew were sly, knowing Feng Tang was the son of an official, yet still wanting to drag him into racing.

 

Recently, there was a big fuss when a rich young lady raced, causing her father to lose his bid for a local standing committee position. The uproar was huge, creating quite a stir in the city’s elite circle.

 

The city’s political and business second-generation kids were mostly divided into two groups. One group, like He Qing and Feng Tang, had reached a certain status, noticeable but not troublesome. The other group were the half-baked ones, the more they lacked, the more urgently they sought comfort, expressing it through showing off and seeking presence.

 

Despite his reluctance, Feng Tang had to interact with a few. Cen Qi now hovered in the middle, desperately trying to elevate the second group.

 

These people said they just wanted to make friends with kids from official families, as they shared similar backgrounds and spending levels, aiming to progress together, create together, and grow together.

 

Their tone was earnest, every word forceful, their gaze filled with longing for “kindred spirits,” almost saying, “together screw our dads.”

 

Feng Tang drove his Audi A6 daily, his club buddies used to it. Few with official parents dared to flaunt sports cars daily.

 

Whenever there was a secret meeting, Feng Tang would consciously avoid listening, grabbing his car keys and saying he had urgent business.

 

Keeping an eye on this matter was challenging. Feng Tang knew he couldn’t rush. Cen Qi undoubtedly had bigger backers, needing a slow, methodical approach.

 

Today the weather was great. Feng Tang had just picked up some documents from the dealership to report to the traffic management bureau. Passing by the usual spot where Feng Lulin was on duty, he noticed a different officer at the intersection.

 

Feng Lulin wasn’t there.

 

Guessing it might be a shift change, Feng Tang drove around until he finally saw Feng Lulin at another intersection.

 

Feng Lulin had just stepped out of the booth for a break, drinking water slowly, wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking like he was about to faint from the sun. The more Feng Tang looked, the more he admired him. The people he respected most in life were those with ability.

 

Ability gives a sense of security, and Feng Lulin was smart.

 

Nothing felt more reliable and sexy than “smart.”

 

After not seeing each other for a few days, Feng Tang got nervous, driving away quickly. For the next three days, passing by that intersection, he often saw Feng Lulin on duty.

 

Feng Tang could always spot him in the traffic flow, his gaze sharp and piercing. He just stood there watching, like he was tailing him.

 

For three days, Feng Tang had been going to Zhonghang Building to pick up things for Liu Lizhu. Liu Lizhu’s secretary was sick, and he had free time, so he brought Liu Lizhu some tea from He Qing, taking small bags to the office.

 

The first day, carrying two boxes of Taiping Houkui, Feng Tang saw Feng Lulin watching from a distance.

 

Feng Tang’s face heated, feeling a prickling sensation on his back, quickly speeding up and disappearing.

 

The second day, holding a large bag of walnut and donkey-hide gelatin, Feng Tang, looking like a hamster from afar, amused Feng Lulin, who stared at him.

 

Feng Tang tried to control his gaze, focusing on the road ahead.

 

“Damn!”

 

He almost tripped over a curb he hadn’t seen.

 

The third day, Feng Tang wised up, not carrying anything for He Qing, swinging his arms, walking straight and tall.

 

Feng Lulin stared even more intensely. Feng Tang couldn’t take it anymore, and as Feng Lulin changed shifts, he stood by the road and asked, “Why do you keep staring at me instead of doing your job?”

 

Seeing Feng Tang take the bait, Feng Lulin replied, “Aren’t you doing any more shopping?”

 

“That’s from He Qing!” Feng Tang snapped, still answering properly.

 

Feng Lulin sneered, the sourness in the air unnoticed by him, “He Qing giving stuff to Director Liu? Why is he always sending things to our mom?”

 

Feng Tang felt pricked, stepping aside and glaring, “Our mom, our mom, who’s with you in ‘our’?”

 

Feng Lulin didn’t bother explaining, using his height advantage to flick Feng Tang’s forehead, saying, “I’m bored too. The cars are so orderly, I’m just watching people.”

 

Seeing the lazy, irritating look on his face, Feng Tang thought those calling him “Officer Feng” must have been blinded by pig fat. They hadn’t seen him up close to think he was so handsome and dedicated, a model worker.

 

Feng Tang said, “Officer, do you have a report number here? What’s the consequence of leaving your post? So many cars there, can your colleague handle it alone? I pass by daily, and your unit’s little Feng just keeps staring at me. So what if he’s handsome, I…”

 

The “little Feng” made Feng Lulin’s face darken, pressing, “Who are you calling ‘little’?”

 

Feng Tang knew this jerk was playing on words, staying silent. Damn, lost another round.

 

How many rounds had it been since they first met?

 

He estimated if he wanted to flick back, the gap in combat power… Feng Tang swallowed. Forget it.

 

“Alright, I’m back to work.”

 

Feng Lulin said, adjusting his utility belt, but his eyes never left Feng Tang.

 

Seeing his hand move down, Feng Tang’s ears heated, mind filled with colorful thoughts, calmly said, “There’s no banquet that doesn’t end, farewell.”

 

With that, he ran faster than a rabbit, escaping to Zhonghang Building’s entrance, feeling dazed.

 

Feng Tang, like possessed, kept seeking presence at the intersection where Feng Lulin directed traffic.

 

Fortunately, traffic in the city wasn’t as congested lately, giving Feng Lulin less to handle. He was probably exhausted recently, hence the shift change for more rest.

 

Occasionally,Feng Tang would sit in his car by the roadside looking at Feng Lulin, with a whistle in his mouth, , watching and cursing, thinking Feng Lulin looked like a thug.

 

But curse as he might, he still had to ponder.

 

For the first time, he looked at a man, not his face, but his firm figure, the sweat trailing from the stubble on his nape, even the curve of his calves in the police pants enough to attract him.

 

Thinking of the photos posted on Weibo, Feng Tang sneered, those couldn’t compare to seeing him in person. Only he had the guts to park with hazard lights on the roadside, openly, brazenly watching.

 

Traffic cops often appeared in public view, but Feng Lulin was the first to become this popular.

 

Sitting there for half an afternoon, Feng Tang saw several cars deliberately getting closer. He almost suspected Feng Lulin’s shift change was due to too many onlookers.

 

Feng Lulin naturally noticed the Audi A6 by the roadside, the license plate too familiar.

 

The first time they met, Feng Lulin was worried about this.

 

Finishing his traffic signals, Feng Lulin gestured for the cars to stop, then directed another flow over, turning towards Feng Tang and meeting his gaze.

 

Feng Lulin winked at him.

 

Feng Tang was stunned, why was he flirting?

 

Seeing Feng Tang quickly turn to sit upright, straightening his back, pretending to look around at the scenery.

 

Feng Lulin smiled.

 

Beside him, his partner Xiao Wen followed his gaze, curious, “Captain Lin, what are you looking at?”

 

“Nothing,” Feng Lulin waved, “just a violator.”

 

Violating the heart, needing a ticket, needing discipline.

 

Undoubtedly, he and Feng Tang were the same kind. The same kind among different kinds.

On the surface, they seemed to have no connection, not even from the same world. But only Feng Lulin knew that Feng Tang was like him. Not just in family background and experiences, but even in personality, they were so compatible that every encounter felt like a clash of equals, continuously stimulating and attracting him.

 

Even their wounds were remarkably similar in shape.

 

Without their claws and shields, they were just two lowly animals in the vast city, devoutly following primal desires, and in their hearts, they placed each other on a pedestal.

 

This was called a match made in heaven, something rare and precious.

 

As Xiao Wen took over his shift and the traffic cleared up, Feng Lulin grabbed a book and walked briskly towards Feng Tang’s car, knocking on the window.

 

Feng Lulin found it hard to talk to him through the car window, so he bent down and asked, “It’s time to eat. Are you hungry, or are you still waiting for me?”

 

“Who’s waiting for you…” Feng Tang shook his head, leaning on the car window with his arms crossed, muttering, “I’m not hungry.”

 

“I heard your stomach growl.”

 

Feng Lulin, worried about Feng Tang’s health, reached out and pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head, warning, “If you have a day off, go home and rest. There’s no need to wander around.”

 

“Am I wandering? I’m just checking on you because you’re working hard,” Feng Tang said indifferently. “If you find me annoying, just say so, and I’ll move away.”

 

Feng Lulin misinterpreted this, thinking Feng Tang was trying to escape his “claws.” He asked aggressively, “Where do you dare to move?”

 

“Across the street to watch you,” Feng Tang replied.

 

“I can patrol across the street too,” Feng Lulin said.

 

“How will you do that?” Feng Tang asked. “The post is right here. Are you going to neglect your duty?”

 

“I’ll move the post over there,” Feng Lulin said.

 

Feng Tang laughed heartily at this, then put on a mischievous expression and looked at Feng Lulin with a provocative gaze. “Wow.”

 

Seeing Feng Lulin still looking upset, Feng Tang bit his lip and said softly, “You’ve been too fierce lately.”

 

Though his tone had a hint of grievance, he didn’t expect Feng Lulin to lower his eyes, run his fingers through his own sweaty hair from under the hood, and quietly admit, “I’m sorry.”

 

Feng Tang had never expected someone as wild and dominant as Feng Lulin to soften. This person, with the bustling city traffic behind him, faced only him, using an incredibly attractive hand to stroke the soft hair behind his ear, gently apologizing, “I’m sorry.”

 

The reason was simply due to a complaint that could be considered unreasonable.

 

Feng Tang didn’t understand any notion of tough guys showing tenderness. He only felt that both he and Feng Lulin had melted into a puddle, intertwining and flowing far away along the road as if it were a riverbed.

 

He took a breath and stayed still, dumbfounded, allowing Feng Lulin’s fingers to continue to touch his earlobe without resistance.

 

Feng Lulin noticed his acquiescence, and his fingers trembled slightly as they rubbed Feng Tang’s earlobe. His palm turned to reveal the back of his hand, gently brushing against Feng Tang’s cheek.

 

After getting enough satisfaction, Feng Lulin said, “It’s evening now. Find a place to eat.”

 

Feng Tang was still stunned and didn’t know how to respond. He didn’t want to leave yet. But when he looked up and saw Xiao Wen checking his watch, he realized Feng Lulin would be back on duty soon.

 

So Feng Tang’s playful side emerged, and he feigned shock in one direction, causing Feng Lulin to turn around quickly.

 

Just as Feng Tang was about to start the car and drive away, Feng Lulin turned back to look at him, placing his hand on the car window, creating a beautiful silhouette.

 

“You’ve got some nerve. Remember to tell me when you get home. Don’t stay out too late; it’s not safe anywhere lately,” Feng Lulin said.

 

Feng Tang lifted his chin defiantly. “I won’t tell you. Does the traffic police care if I get home? I’m not a child.”

 

“Not a child…” Feng Lulin snorted. “How old do you think you are?”

 

“I’m not going to argue about age with you!”

 

After a moment of hesitation, Feng Tang couldn’t resist asking, “When do you finish tonight? I’m worried you’ll starve. How about we have dinner together when you’re done?”

 

Several new restaurants had opened in the city, and one even offered discounts for bringing a boyfriend… No, what boyfriend? He just wanted to have dinner, nothing more.

 

Feng Tang adjusted his mindset and looked up at Feng Lulin, gripping his hands tightly. He tried to appear casual, but his heart was already a mix of sweet emotions.

 

“No, I have a night patrol tonight.”

 

Hearing this refusal, Feng Tang felt a little sorry for him. But then Feng Lulin smiled and, lowering his voice, said seriously, “With you around, I won’t starve.”

 

Feng Tang: “…”

 

“Another day,” Feng Lulin continued, “I’ll make an appointment with you.”

 

Feng Tang almost fled in embarrassment, feeling like it was a date.

 

He nodded, closed the car window, and quickly turned on the indicator, driving out of the parking lane.

 

It wasn’t until he entered the main road, where the streetlights along the city streets lit up, that he realized he needed to focus on driving, even though he had taken the wrong route.

 

Without Feng Lulin, he needed to concentrate on driving. But now his mind was filled with Feng Lulin’s image, and he had to find something to temporarily dispel his “inner demon.”

 

As he drove, he noticed the lotus-shaped streetlights standing denser than trees. He remembered hearing that these lights had been patented by the state, and many cities were using them for their main roads, costing billions.

 

Recently, the city had been peaceful, aside from the traffic police’s crackdown on street racing gangs. Feng Tang would find ways to entertain himself, occasionally going horseback riding. With city resources so scarce that playing golf required going to the rooftop of a building, and his slight fear of heights, he preferred riding horses raised in Lanzhou.

 

He Qing said horseback riding caused sore buttocks, and he couldn’t stand the discomfort, so he didn’t ride.

 

Initially, when He Qing heard about horseback riding, he thought it was about Ferrari cars and scolded Feng Tang, asking what he was up to.

 

Training and riding horses were very costly, and riding also took time and money. Feng Tang found raising horses not too expensive, but he didn’t have the energy for it, so he played with the old horses raised in Lanzhou.

 

Liu Lizhu had suggested he play golf, but Feng Tang said he couldn’t, as it was too leisurely. He had ADHD.

 

Lanzhou had an old horse.

 

Because Ferrari’s logo was a horse, Feng Tang named it “Ferrari.”

 

Sometimes, He Qing would call, and Feng Tang, just off the horse and massaging his legs, would hear He Qing ask, “What are you doing?”

 

“Just got off the Ferrari,” Feng Tang replied.

 

“Wow… guess where I am?” He Qing continued.

 

Feng Tang remained silent, and He Qing said, “I’m on my way to report you!”

 

“It’s not a car,” Feng Tang clarified.

 

“Which of your fuck buddies is named Ferrari?” He Qing asked knowingly.

 

Feng Tang, angry, hung up the phone but not before cursing He Qing: “Fuck you!”

 

Feng Tang didn’t like going into the stable and eventually went less often. Lanzhou played with horses like He Qing played with cars, while Feng Tang had been playing with emotions.

 

Now this “hobby” was too embarrassing to mention. For the first time, Feng Tang was truly moved…

 

It felt like human tears that couldn’t be held back.

 

After resting at home for a night, Feng Tang obediently sent a message to Feng Lulin. He didn’t get a reply until late at night, thinking he was probably working overtime. It was tough for him.

 

He hadn’t slept well all night and saw Feng Lulin’s message at two in the morning: “Good night.” Feng Tang smiled and silently replied, “Good morning.”

 

As he sat down for breakfast, his phone vibrated. He answered to hear He Qing asking, “Have you been to the car dealership today?”

 

“Not yet. What’s up?”

 

Early in the morning, with a few chopsticks of noodles in hand, Feng Tang replied, “I’m just an accountant. Why do I need to go to the store every day? To watch you two show off doing dirty stuff?”

“Don’t mock me!” He Qing snapped back. “What’s wrong with showing off love? You only show off when you’re in love. I just posted a photo, and you’ve been nagging me since. Just don’t let me catch you in Feng Lulin’s bed…”

 

“In Feng Lulin’s bed, huh? What would I be doing in his bed?”

 

“Doing, doing…” He Qing choked for a while and couldn’t find the words, his face turning red. “I’m not as skilled as you, not arguing.”

 

After a pause, he continued, “The store manager said someone came looking for you today. They said there’s a lead on that incident from two years ago, the one where someone pinned you down at the Feng family’s doorstep… Do you remember?”

 

Feng Tang gritted his teeth. “I’d recognize them even if they turned to ashes.”

 

After talking with He Qing, he slammed the phone down on the table and lost his appetite.

 

The bowl of noodles with minced meat sauce was garnished with fragrant scallions, and the soy milk with white sugar was sweet as always, but Feng Tang stared at it for a long time, completely losing his appetite.

 

Feng Tang suddenly felt anxious. How could one person remain unknown despite asking so many people intermittently?

 

The city where the Feng family lived was too unfamiliar to him; investigating was like finding a needle in a haystack. Feng Tang had come to terms with it now, thinking it was just a person after all. But having been preoccupied with it for so long, it was hard for him not to care.

 

This matter was like a dormant volcano, with the volcano cone intact, always there with its backstory, but the mountain body hid a vent that occasionally showed signs but never erupted.

 

It stayed quietly there, like a time bomb.

 

He looked at the bowl and felt it would be wasteful to leave it, so he picked up his chopsticks and finished the remaining noodles. Just as he wiped his mouth with a napkin, He Qing called again. “The people at the store said that after they told the person you weren’t there, they left!”

 

Feng Tang was dumbfounded. “Didn’t they leave any contact information?”

 

He Qing replied, “No, they didn’t.”

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