Chapter 229: with translation of chapter title

You've been following Shen Bing for so many years; how much money did she give you?

A lot of money.

How much is a lot of money?

I don't remember; it should be over two million.

Where's the money?

I bought a spacious flat for my parents in my northeastern hometown, spending over seven hundred thousand. I spent the rest myself; I don't even know where it went, and I didn't save a cent.

I bought a spacious flat for my parents in my northeastern hometown, spending over seven hundred thousand. I spent the rest myself; I don't even know where it went, and I didn't save a cent.

Note: the term for a large flat/apartment can be translated as 'a spacious flat'.

Your parents have no savings either?

No, they don't have to worry about a place to live, but they have no income or pension; if I go in, they'll struggle to put food on the table.

I can give your parents a pension.

Thanks.

Don't thank me too soon; I'm neither a Moral Heavenly Venerable nor the Leshan Giant Buddha—there's no free lunch in this world.

What are the conditions? You tell me.

You need to sign an organ donation agreement. If you're unfortunately sentenced to death, you must voluntarily donate all your organs. You've done so many bad things; you should contribute something to society.

Okay.

Zhuzi agreed readily.

Having killed someone, I know in my heart whether I'll get the death penalty.

Zhuzi felt Lin Dongfan's demand was not excessive at all; if he could die with some worth, then this life wouldn't have been wasted, and he could face his elderly parents.

Zhuzi then asked Lin Dongfan, 'If I donate all my organs, how much money will you give my parents?'

'From now on, on the first of each month, I'll give them a living expense based on your hometown's standard, ensuring they live without worry until their last breath,' Lin Dongfan replied.

Zhuzi's eyes welled up, tears mixing with his smile: 'Thank you.'

Just then, Yaoerling arrived; Lin Dongfan didn't say more, first had the medics stop Zhuzi's bleeding, then turned to the hallway and called Jin Zhaofeng of the Xicheng Branch Bureau.

Lin Dongfan said, 'Captain Jin, want to catch Wang Dingzhu?'

'What do you mean? You suspect I'm deliberately not catching people?' Jin Zhaofeng, who once was thick-as-thieves with the already-apprehended Kang Shaoxiong,

'What do you mean? You suspect I'm deliberately not catching people?' Jin Zhaofeng, who once was thick-as-thieves with the already-apprehended Kang Shaoxiong,

And Kang Shaoxiong had been sent in by Lin Dongfan.

Therefore, Lao Jin had always thought Lin Dongfan bore a grudge against him; upon receiving the call, his first reaction was to jump nervously, thinking Lin Dongfan had come to blame him.

Lin Dongfan replied with a smile: 'Don't be so sensitive; I just want to do you a favor, I'm just afraid you're timid and won't dare owe me a favor.'

'You want to do me a favor? I think you're trying to send me to jail, Director Lin. Although I used to be close with Kang Shaoxiong, I really had nothing to do with his affairs—don't slander me.'

The voice coming through the phone carried a hint of gloom.

Lin Dongfan spoke frankly: 'No joking—I've caught Wang Dingzhu and I'm sending him over to you; you can count it as your catch. Is this not a nice surprise gift?'

Really… really?

Purely genuine!

'Director Lin, this isn't just a surprise—you're giving me a huge surprise! Hahaha, where is he? I'm heading over right now.'

'He's been shot in the buttocks, needs to be sent to the hospital; you go take over at the hospital……'

Lin Dongfan briefly gave the specific address, then hung up.

Lin Dongfan briefly gave the specific address, then hung up.

Sending Zhuzi over as a big favor gift to Jin Zhaofeng is also a way of making use of waste; judging by Jin Zhaofeng's excited tone, it's clear he also longs to achieve merit.

This so-called favor gift is nothing but a sweet date.

Given Lao Jin's perceptiveness, I believe he also understands where he should put his butt in the future. Today's Lao Jin is the future leadership of the City Bureau.

Lin Dongfan instructed Xie Xiaofeng: 'Xiaofeng, go with Yaoerling to first take Zhuzi to the hospital. Once Jin Zhaofeng from the Ximen Bureau arrives, hand Zhuzi over to him.'

No problem.

Xie Xiaofeng called two assistants to help the doctor lift Zhuzi onto a stretcher.

That night.

Everything was as Lin Dongfan had expected; Lao Jin sent a grateful text: 'Director Lin, thanks a million for pulling me up despite our past grudges. I've accepted this favor gift. If anything comes up, just holler—I, Lao Jin, am no ungrateful wretch.'

I just like your straightforward character; wishing you smooth sailing to high office.

Between the lines, Lin Dongfan hinted a little: as long as Jin Zhaofeng toes the line, he can rise smoothly.

Jin Zhaofeng's perceptiveness is also extremely high.

He soon replied with a message: 'Nothing more to say, I understand. Regarding the case of Song Wen's alleged suicide due to guilt, I will spare no effort to assist the investigation. No matter the rank of those involved, I will not back down.'

Keep in touch.

Seeing Jin Zhaofeng's stance, Lin Dongfan also broke into a pleased smile; today's favor gift was not sent in vain.

Actually, everyone understands:

Regarding the matter of Song Wen's alleged suicide due to guilt, the City Bureau surely has someone involved.

That person involved is none other than the Deputy Bureau Chief of the City Bureau, Zheng Shouzong, who three years ago led the investigation into Song Wen's suicide and ruled it as guilt-induced.

The reason Lao Jin now dares to investigate Zheng Shouzong is not just because of his passion.

The core reason is that Lao Jin had long guessed Lin Dongfan's background; having the Lin family as his backer, he dares to charge forward without hesitation.

Now the Sea Mining Group's Jia Yuzhang, Shen Bing, and the low-level killer Wang Dingzhu have all been apprehended.

Kang Shaoxiong of the Anti-Corruption Bureau has also been apprehended.

All that's left is Zheng Shouzong of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Once Zheng Shouzong is caught, the matter of Song Wen's alleged guilt-induced suicide will be cleared up, his name cleared, and then we can further investigate the Gao and Zou family conglomerates on the oil chain.

August 8 morning.

Old Master, accompanied by his paternal aunt Lin Yuzhi, came to the hospital to visit Chu Lingxi.

Lin Dongfan took the opportunity to tell the old master about work matters:

Old sir, the Song Wenyi case, the work of clearing past injustices is basically done; after Chu Lingxi gives birth, I have to return to Nanzhou on official business.

Old sir glared: "How can such a big Jingcheng not have room for your one-foot-wide butt? You've only been here half a year, and already you're thinking of returning to Nanzhou."

This time it's for work, let me explain. Lin Dongfan was about to explain further.

Old sir angrily stomped his cane: "What do I understand? How old am I? How many days do I have left? After finally hoping to hold a great-grandson, you want to take your wife and child away—do you still have me, your grandfather, in your eyes?"

Lin Dongfan looked bewildered: "Did I say I wanted to take my wife and child away? I said I need to return to Nanzhou for work—this doesn't affect you enjoying family bliss with your great-grandson."

"You're not taking the child?" Old sir doubted.

Lin Dongfan shook his head: "No."

Then get lost, as long as you don't interfere with my holding a great-grandson, do whatever you want.' Old father and son turned and walked toward Chu Lingxi, smiling: "Lingxi, I've already thought of a name for the child—Lin Fuxing…"

……!!!

Lin Dongfan looked speechless: "Fuxing, Lin Fuxing—your intention couldn't be more obvious."

The aunt gloated: "Out of favor, huh? Just get used to it—having the young push out the old is the old man's normal rhythm."

"Don't you think the name Lin Fuxing is a bit rustic?" Lin Dongfan gave a read-but-confused reply.

The aunt laughed dismissively: "You dare say the name is rustic? From Lin Yuanchao, to Lin Zhenhua, to Lin Fuxing, our old man has always followed the main theme, never missing a beat."