Chapter 165: Lin Dongfan's Formula of the Justice Theorem

To help Zhou Jianmin win this bureaucratic battle and send those who deserve prison to prison, Lin Dongfan almost mobilized all the personal connections he could mobilize in Nanzhou City.

Investigate the garage owner who committed perjury.

Investigate the two traffic police officers from the Donggang Traffic Police Brigade who issued the accident liability determination and are implicated in the case.

Find the owners of those two trucks and obtain the dashcam footage from the day of the incident.

Ask the transportation management department to identify the wreckage of the Wuling Hongguang.

This series of complex tasks are being carried out comprehensively and simultaneously; they cannot be delayed and must be won before Provincial Party Secretary Liang steps down.

Otherwise, even if Qiu Ruonan is sent to prison, Teacher Luo cannot be converted to an administrative position.

March 20, 2010.

That day, a piece of good news and a piece of bad news appeared simultaneously.

The good news is that the Zhou Jianmin case has preliminary investigation results, and Fang Xiaoqian cooperated very tacitly, helping to move up the date of the second trial hearing, setting the second trial for March 27.

The bad news is that Gao No. 1 couldn't control his emotions.

He actually rushed in person to the temporary office of the 9·28 Special Case Team at the Qinghu Guesthouse, startling Leng Chuan into hastily rising to greet him.

"Secretary Gao, did you come here with any instructions?"

"Hmph!"

Gao Peng's this cold snort came from his nostrils, carrying an inexplicable bovine aura.

Although Leng Chuan is from the Provincial Anti-Corruption Bureau and institutionally does not fall under Nanzhou's jurisdiction, Gao Peng is a member of the Jianglan Provincial Party Standing Committee, and if he insists on putting on airs, he also has the qualifications to educate Leng Chuan.

Gao Peng directly sat in Leng Chuan's office chair.

This angry move made Leng Chuan realize that today might be a big trouble; a leader sitting in his seat is not only a display of power but also implies he lacks the qualification to sit in that chair.

He guessed the other's intention.

Leng Chuan deliberately steered the topic toward anti-corruption work: "Secretary Gao, if you came today for Wang Minjuan's case, excuse my bluntness, but this matter truly cannot be said to be as simple as releasing someone just because you want to."

"Don't try to fool me here!"

Before he could finish speaking, Leng Chuan felt a chill down his spine under Gao Peng's deadly stare, and could only shut up and listen to him vent his emotions.

Gao Peng angrily demanded: "What are you guys doing by stationing your special case team in Nanzhou?"

"To thoroughly investigate the 9·28 forest fire case."

"Since it's a thorough investigation of the 9·28 forest fire, what is your subordinate Lin Dongfan doing? Please tell me now what connection the traffic accident has with your anti-corruption bureau!"

Faced with this furious roar, Leng Chuan was provoked into burning anger.

"Damn it!"

This Gao-surnamed person indeed came for the traffic accident case.

Your beloved nephew is throwing his weight around outside, acting lawlessly; you should go back and properly discipline him!

Now Lin Dongfan is helping you discipline him; even if you don't thank Lin Dongfan, that's fine, but you actually came to my place to flare your nostrils, glare, and throw your weight around.

Do you really think Nanzhou is a place where your Gao family can cover the sky with one hand?

Leng Chuan swallowed his anger and replied: "If Lin Dongfan has any dereliction of duty, our anti-corruption bureau will surely deal with it seriously; please rest assured, Secretary Gao."

"You are asking me, what——is——he——do——ing——right——now!"

Saying this, Gao Peng slapped the table with a palm.

This drawn-out tone and angry action frightened Jian Sining, who had just walked to the door, out of her wits.

Jian Sining originally wanted to report the interrogation results to Leng Chuan.

Seeing this situation, she turned around and left.

It must be said, the lovable Jian Sining is really meticulous.

As she turned and slipped away, she casually closed the door, apparently trying to contain Gao Peng's roar so that the matter of Leng Chuan being scolded wouldn't become public knowledge.

Leng Chuan collected himself, responded neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Secretary Gao, I'm really sorry, but the specific case-handling details of our special case team are not convenient to disclose externally."

"You're giving me this runaround, right?"

He glared angrily, seeing that Leng Chuan was determined to protect Lin Dongfan.

Gao Peng coldly issued an order: "Excellent! Now I suspect Lin Dongfan of obstructing justice; please have him come over."

"Is that so?" Leng Chuan put on a puzzled expression.

Gao Peng coldly retorted: "What do you mean? Do you want me to give you an explanation?"

"I don't mean that……"

Before Leng Chuan could finish explaining,

Lin Dongfan suddenly pushed the door open: "Secretary Gao, what's the matter? You're so angry I could hear it clearly from the interrogation room next door."

Seeing Lin Dongfan barge in uninvited, Leng Chuan also couldn't say anything else, and could only watch developments.

Gao Peng turned his angry gaze to Lin Dongfan: "Explain to me, what authority do you have to investigate the traffic accident that occurred on Donggang Avenue?"

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Lin Dongfan smirked dismissively.

He countered Gao Peng: "Secretary Gao, Zhou Jianmin is a law-abiding public servant; he encountered difficulties in life, almost bringing his son to jump into the sea to commit suicide; I used my off-duty time to help him—what's wrong with that?"

"If you're helping him using your off-duty time, of course there's no problem!"

Gao Peng didn't expect Lin Dongfan to be so sophistical.

After gritting his teeth and glaring for a moment,

Gao Peng let out another roar: "You're running to the courthouse and the Public Security Bureau every day! You're trying to mobilize the city's public security, procuratorate, and judiciary resources to overturn a case that has already been closed!!!

"You're right; I do just want to overturn the case for Zhou Jianmin."

Gao Peng's anger shakes others, but it doesn't shake Lin Dongfan.

Quite the opposite, the angrier he gets, the more excited Lin Dongfan becomes; he doesn't fear being scolded to his face, but fears Gao Peng playing dirty tricks behind his back like a steady old dog.

Lin Dongfan walked to the front of the whiteboard used for the previous meeting.

He picked up a thick marker and wrote several key numbers.

Then he began to give Gao Peng a lecture:

"The asphalt friction coefficient on Donggang Avenue is 0.78, while the Lamborghini driven by Gao Shuo, with a curb weight of 1.65 tons, left only 11 meters of skid marks at that time."

Combined with the displacement data of the Wuling Hongguang after being hit.

From this we can infer:

"The Lamborghini's true speed before the collision was ≥187 km/h."

When Lin Dongfan got to this point, Gao Peng was so shocked his eyes almost popped out.

On the whiteboard were a bunch of formulas, and he didn't know whether this bastard Lin Dongfan had calculated them correctly.

But 187 km/h—this number is really eye‑catching; is this what you call speeding? He's practically rushing to be reborn!

However, Professor Lin's heart‑wrenching lesson wasn't over yet.

"Kinetic energy theorem: E =? mv^2"

A Lamborghini weighing 1.65 tons versus a Wuling Hongguang weighing 1.2 tons.

"The Lamborghini's kinetic energy = 0.5 × 1650 kg × (52 m/s)^2 = joules."

The poor Wuling Hongguang was equivalent to being hit by a tank's main gun.

It rolled seven and a half times on the road.

"Resulting in two people dying on the spot inside the vehicle!"

Having said that.

Lin Dongfan then posted a set of photos on the whiteboard.

He continued:

"From this set of photos everyone can see that the Wuling Hongguang changed from the first lane to the second lane to avoid an obstacle ahead, with no traffic violation."

Behind, a Lamborghini rushing to go first changed from the third lane to the fourth lane, then from the fourth lane to the third lane, and finally to the second lane, making a serpentine maneuver.

Within six seconds!

The Lamborghini made three consecutive lane‑change overtakes, ultimately rear‑ending the Wuling Hongguang.

Each of the photos Lin Dongfan posted was taken from the dashcam of a large truck, with the time precisely marked down to the second.

These are solid evidence.

Lin Dongfan fixed his gaze on Gao Peng.

"Secretary Gao, you are the parent official of Nanzhou. Tell me, when the first trial ended, the Wuling car owner, wronged, knelt at the courthouse gate, crying to heaven and earth with no answer—if you saw that scene, could you pretend you saw nothing?"

"……!!!"

Gao Peng was left speechless by the question.

Now he harbored a bellyful of anger, but only half of it came from Lin Dongfan's brutal face‑slapping lesson, the other half from his sister Gao Lu.

Earlier Gao Lu had concealed part of the accident truth from him.

Now, facing Lin Dongfan's probing gaze, Gao Peng was embarrassed to the point of flushed face and red ears; this stabbing feeling was like being stripped naked and whipped on a pillar of shame.

I really want to slap Lin Dongfan to death!

But I can't move my hands.

The formulas and theorems on the whiteboard, those cold numbers, and all those scene photos have become an irrefutable truth that power cannot erase!

Gao Peng choked back a mouthful of rancid air.

He forced out a wry smile: "Lin Dongfan, your physics is not bad."

"Now I just want to know, what do you think of this?" Lin Dongfan clung to the topic, trying to force Gao Peng to state his position in front of everyone.

Gao Peng was so angry he grit his teeth silently.

Thinking of the bigger picture, Gao Peng swallowed his anger and compromised: "In seven days the second trial will convene; I will urge the court to hear this case fairly and impartially. Even if Gao Shuo is my nephew, however it should be handled, that's how we'll handle it."

"Thank you, Secretary Gao."

Lin Dongfan's smile could be considered a kind of send‑off.

Seeing Gao Peng leave the Qinghu Guesthouse with a gloomy face, Leng Chuan also laughed, feeling that these bigwigs of Nanzhou's officialdom were nothing special.

In the face of absolute technology, the false testimony woven by power is fragile as paper.