Chapter 212

After working in the anti-corruption bureau for so long, Lin Dongfan is no longer the rookie he once was; he now understands the psychology of corrupt officials inside out, and even before arresting Shen Bing he had already assigned people to keep Jia Yuzhang under tight surveillance.

Peng Tianhua

Not long after returning to the office, Peng Tianhua came to report: "Section Chief Lin, Lao Jia has bought a plane ticket; the flight will take off in three hours. Can we arrest him now?"

That guy is high‑rank; the arrest warrant hasn't been approved yet, so first we'll intercept him.

Shen Bing

Yu Youwei

As for Jia Yuzhang's corruption and bribery, where the illicit gains are hidden—Lin Dongfan already knew this like the back of his hand; in his previous life he had analyzed and studied the major oil‑chain case, and the memory is still fresh.

The reason he hasn't moved against Jia Yuzhang is simply that he couldn't get a search warrant, let alone an arrest warrant.

Section Chief Lin

Many people outside could never imagine: before her capture, Shen Bing—who was nicknamed Jingquan Bingjie and once bore a formidable air—after her capture was reduced to resembling a tiny kitten.

Jia Tu Lu

They took her to the confined interrogation room; after a few casual questions she burst into tears, her face like pear blossoms in rain, regretting her actions and begging the organization for lenient treatment.

Then they shoved the blame onto Jia Yuzhang, claiming that all these years she had submitted to the lewd might of Jia Tuoluo, and that this time Lao Jia would surely get his comeuppance.

Jing Circle

Z Discipline Inspection Commission

Li Mingtang glanced up, said nothing, and kept on puffing his gloomy cigarette; his miserable look was exactly that of a middle‑aged urology patient suffering from impotence and incomplete urination.

"What kind of situation is this? Yu Xiaowei isn't taking you stock‑trading? Later I'll definitely criticize her severely!"

Lin Dongfan presents himself as righteous and resolute.

Li Mingtang took another depressed drag of his cigarette: "Damn, it's not about stock trading; yesterday I forgot to submit your property declaration documents..."

"So what?" Lin Dongfan asked with a smile.

Li Mingtang was worried sick: "Due to my negligence at work, the Z Discipline Inspection Commission person got beaten up by you, and you even dragged him back. So what? How can you laugh? I've been screwed by you; now, with my eyes closed, I almost see my great-grandmother beckoning me from the Naihe Bridge, summoning me."

So genuinely worried, the ashtray on the table already piled up with a dozen cigarette butts.

This is the pressure of middle-aged men.

Lin Dongfan smiled: "Section Chief Li, you understand legal interpretation; you shouldn't be at a loss, right?"

"The leader just left and told me to write a report." Li Mingtang frowned: "The person was beaten by you and also arrested by you; how do you expect me to write this report?"

Lin Dongfan replied righteously: "That Section Chief Zuo not only violated discipline but also broke the law; is this report really hard to write?"

"Elaborate."

"One, he didn't further verify my situation with our unit, nor even greet you, and went straight to the law-enforcement scene to summon me based solely on a complaint letter—does that count as a violation?"

"Continue."

"Two, after arriving at the scene, he clearly knew I was enforcing the law, yet he stubbornly insisted, even imposing compulsory measures on me, obstructing official duties; we have reason to suspect he intended to assist the criminal suspect's escape. Three, I now suspect the complaint letter was written by Shen Bing; Section Chief Zuo colluded with Shen Bing inside and out, trying to frame me."

"!!!"

Li Mingtang took a sullen drag of his cigarette, his expression extremely complex.

The three probing points Lin Dongfan listed seemed to drag him from the Naihe Bridge to the Hall of Yama, making his spine feel chilly.

The young master of the Jing circle indeed has a temper!

How is one supposed to write a research report? This is clearly trying to send that Section Chief Zuo to jail! This time the Zuo guy has really fallen into his grandmother's house, mud dropping into his pants—whether it's shit or not, it's still shit.

Li Mingtang replied with mixed feelings: "Your analysis is spot on, the causal logic is flawless. That Section Chief Zuo of the Discipline Inspection Commission indeed has suspicion of colluding with Shen Bing inside and out."

"That's right, a report must be based on facts." Lin Dongfan said.

Li Mingtang gathered himself: "Just like that—since I'm your superior, if I don't clean up after you, who will?"

"Section Chief Li, I feel you're flattering me, but I have no evidence." Lin Dongfan looked speechless: "Are you sure I'm not the one helping you clean up?"

Li Mingtang slapped his forehead.

He put on a look of sudden realization: "Ah, I just remembered—what was it? The higher-ups are still waiting for my report; I need to calm down, calm down. Do you want to stay and disturb me a bit?"

"I also really want to leave—search warrant, arrest warrant."

Saying this, Lin Dongfan extended his hand toward Li Mingtang.

Li Mingtang opened the office drawer, took out the search and arrest warrants just signed by his superiors: "To get these two papers as soon as possible, I faced pressure and argued with the leadership today."

"Understood, so I tell everyone that anyone who badmouths Section Chief Li behind his back is unreliable." While chatting and laughing, Lin Dongfan took the two documents, glanced at them, and confirmed they were correct.

Previously, Li Mingtang was also a proper, serious type.

Since Lin Dongfan arrived, he unknowingly got infected by him, turning into today's unreliable demeanor, occasionally emanating an improper vibe.

Li Mingtang knows full well what people say behind his back.

So what?

I, Li Mingtang, won't side with the Jing circle prince's faction; whose side will I take?

Li Mingtang said without regret: "Don't let the Jia guy get away; catch Old Jia, and you can take a vacation. Go home early to keep your wife company while she gives birth—your due date is coming up soon, right?"

"Still a week."

"Hurry up and leave; whenever you catch the person, that's when you get time off."

"Then I'm withdrawing."

Lin Dongfan, holding the search and arrest warrants, left the office and called Peng Tianhua, asking if Peng Tianhua had arrived at the airport; Peng Tianhua said he was still on the way.

Whether we can detain Jia Yuzhang today hinges on this final spasm.

Lin Dongfan drove the official vehicle to the airport.

At this moment…

Jia Yuzhang had already arrived at the airport departure hall, wearing a baseball cap, his old face covered by a black mask, pulling a suitcase.

Like a vigilant fugitive, he looked left and right, constantly guarding against everyone around him.

The mobile phone card he usually used, he had already flushed it down the toilet.

He replaced it with an anonymous new card.

He needs to be wary of those strangers brushing past around him.

And those powerful bigwigs who maneuver in the official circles, he must guard against them even more; right now he must cut off all contact with them, so they cannot find him.

"Yuhuan, has nobody gone to your hometown to look for you lately?"

Jia Yuzhang's hometown is in the south, in the countryside of Wuzhou, a place of green hills and clear waters. The family has two siblings; his sister Jia Yuhuan divorced early and opened a farmhouse inn in the countryside.

Over the phone came Jia Yuhuan's surprised and doubtful voice: "Brother, why are you suddenly asking this? Did something happen?"

"It's fine, I need to go abroad for a trip. Remember, the ancestral home at home must not be moved at all—not a single brick or tile may be moved. Otherwise it will ruin our family's feng shui."

This is already not the first time Jia Yuzhang has given this instruction,

Jia Yuhuan had never doubted feng shui culture; with an official elder brother in the family, she also benefited and enjoyed ease, and in the villagers' eyes, this is why their feng shui is good.

"Brother, rest assured, the ancestral home is your root; I will definitely look after it for you."