Chapter 2636: Utmost Satisfaction

"Heaven finally opened its eyes," a young married woman laughed: "Finally, this bunch of troublemakers has been taken away—truly satisfying."

"Exactly!" the young apprentice echoed: "If it weren't for Hong Jinyan favoring her relatives, how could Jinshiguang have suffered such harm at the hands of Sulili and his gang?"

"If you ask me, Hong Jinyan deserves to be executed," the middle-aged woman spat on the ground: "She not only practices nepotism but also messes around with men and women. Once, when I brought lunch to Deputy Factory Director Kong, I personally saw Jin Feng disheveled coming out of Hong Jinyan's office."

"Really?" Over a dozen people in the back kitchen turned to the middle-aged woman, their gossip flames blazing: "Sister Zhao, when did this happen? Why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Zhao Jie snapped: "How dare I say such a thing? If Hong Jinyan hadn't been arrested today, I would have kept this buried forever."

"Oh come on!" another middle-aged woman said: "Stop hiding it—tell us the details already."

The middle-aged woman sighed: "Xu Jie, I only saw Jin Feng disheveled coming out of Hong Jinyan's office—I didn't see what happened after that. How can I give details?"

"That's true!" Xu Jie snorted with laughter, then turned to Xiaoling: "We sent you to gather intel—did the leaders come to eat in the cafeteria?"

"They're coming!" Xiaoling slapped her forehead: "The leaders are arriving soon—hurry up and prepare."

"You say you, let me say what?" Master Chef heard this, raised his hand and gestured vaguely at Xiaoling, then stood up: "Alright, alright—stop chattering. Everyone, get moving. Let Factory Director Zhou and Secretary Gu taste our cafeteria food."

Just as Zhou Andong entered the Jinshiguang cafeteria, the Supervision Office convoy reached an intersection. Immediately, Dai Weimin's Santana and the minibus broke away from the convoy and headed straight for Cishi Temple.

Over an hour later, the Santana and minibus drove into an abandoned factory compound not far from Chenjiagou Village.

At that moment, two people were standing by a two-story red-brick building at the northeast corner of the compound, smoking.

When they saw Dai Weimin's Santana and minibus arrive, one person whispered: "They're here—go notify the station chief."

The other turned and entered the red-brick building, while the remaining person stepped forward a few paces, waited for the car to arrive and stop, then immediately walked over and opened the Santana's door.

"Director Dai, hello—I'm Liu Guangmin. You can just call me Old Liu."

"Hello, Old Liu!" Dai Weimin shook his hand: "Is Director Fang in?"

"He is!" Old Liu nodded: "With a case this big, our station chief wouldn't possibly avoid handling it personally. I've already sent someone to notify him—he'll be down shortly."

"Director Dai!" Fang Hongbin waved from afar, quickly descending the steps: "You guys made it here alright, I hope."

Dai Weimin shook hands with Fang Hongbin: "Things are going smoothly on my end—how about yours?"

Fang Hongbin shook his head slightly: "Wen Sanmao said nothing, so he probably still holds out hope, thinking that since he was caught, someone will surely come to rescue him."

"Hmph!" Dai Weimin snorted coldly: "Wherever he's being interrogated, open the door—I'll bring Hong Jinyan to 'pass by' the entrance. When he sees her, he'll surely panic, become suspicious and jumpy. If he still won't talk, no matter—we'll leave him hanging for two days. Once I pry open Hong Jinyan's mouth, Wen Sanmao's mental defenses will inevitably collapse."

Regarding the capture of Wen Sanmao, Fang Hongbin still felt immense pressure internally. As for bringing him here, the goal was to cut off any contact with his backers, making it impossible for them to intervene.

Once we pry open Wen Sanmao's mouth, all external pressure will dissipate like smoke—possibly even earning him a commendation. As for him, while I dare not promise a first-class merit, a second-class one is absolutely guaranteed, and promotion is a foregone conclusion—this is the main reason he dares to take such risks.

As for bringing Hong Jinyan here, it's also to evade her backers' influence, ensuring they can't find her or interfere. Once we make her talk, her network will surely be eradicated root and branch.

"Good!" Fang Hongbin told Old Liu: "Go arrange it."

Old Liu nodded, turned, and entered the red-brick building.

Dai Weimin waved at the minibus—the door opened, and Hong Jinyan was helped down by Qiao Xiaojiao and a young girl, each holding one of her arms.

Hong Jinyan looked left and right in panic—throughout the journey, her head had been covered by a piece of cloth, only removed when she got out of the car.

"Where is this? Why did you bring me here?"

Dai Weimin pointed to the second floor of the red-brick building and said coldly: "Hong Jinyan, stop useless resistance. Do you really think we'd openly drag you out of Jinshiguang if we didn't have substantial evidence of your serious violations?"

Hong Jinyan's throat moved as she steadied herself: "Bringing me here like this is a violation—I demand to report this to higher authorities."

"I'll give you a chance to complain," Dai Weimin sneered: "But not now."

After speaking, Dai Weimin waved his hand: "Take her away!"

Qiao Xiaojiao and the young girl escorted Hong Jinyan into the red-brick building. Dai Weimin said to Jia Qinglin: "Comrade Jia Qinglin, the security of this building is now your responsibility—don't let any strangers approach this small structure."

"Understood!" Jia Qinglin saluted: "Please rest assured, Director—we will fulfill the mission."

Dai Weimin patted Jia Qinglin's shoulder: "These next few days will be tough on you, but once this is over, your contributions won't be forgotten."

Watching Dai Weimin, Fang Hongbin, Tian Hongwei, and the Supervision Office personnel enter the red-brick building, Jia Qinglin turned to look at the security team, emotionally saying: "Everyone saw that, right? Being able to participate in such a major event is our honor—perhaps this is the only time in our lives."

Moreover, Director Dai said our contributions won't be overlooked. At the very least, next month's bonus will definitely double. So everyone, stay focused and complete this mission.

At that moment, in a dilapidated office on the second floor, Wen Sanmao leaned by the window, sitting on an old chair, his hands cuffed to the radiator pipe behind him.

Old Liu pushed the door open, nodded to the two colleagues conducting the interrogation, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and handed it to Wen Sanmao: "Want a smoke?"

Wen Sanmao snatched the cigarette rudely, took a hard drag, then looked up at Old Liu and sneered: "You dragged me here for no reason—do you really think I, Wen Sanmao, am easy to bully?"

Old Liu gave a faint smile: "Wen Sanmao, do you think we'd go through all this trouble just to cause ourselves problems if we didn't have solid evidence of your crimes?"

Just then, chaotic footsteps came from outside. Wen Sanmao glanced sideways at the door, turned his head—and there, in his line of sight, appeared a familiar figure.

And that familiar figure, as if sensing something, also stopped, turned his head, and looked over. Their eyes met—they froze for a moment, then both faces turned pale instantly, a flash of panic crossing their eyes.