Chapter 237: The Son‑in‑Law Who Knew the Future Before It Happened

After Chu Jinsong was transferred to Wuzhou, Shen Junlan worried that no one would take care of his daily life, so she had to resign from her job at Nanzhou University, retire early, and accompany him to settle in Wuzhou.

His daughter and son-in-law live far away in Jingcheng.

As the top official of Wuzhou, Lao Chu was busy with work and rarely stayed home. Idle Shen Junlan spent her days planting flowers and listening to music, leading a leisurely life.

Today it was rare for Lao Chu to be at home; his son-in-law also returned, bringing along a guest, Leng Chuan.

Shen Junlan also got busy.

She had the maid prepare the dinner while greeting the guest Leng Chuan: "Director Leng, you're a rare visitor—since we moved to Wuzhou to settle down, this is your first time coming over."

That sounded rather awkward.

To Leng Chuan it felt as if she were saying his legs were inconvenient and he lacked movement.

Upon reflection, Leng Chuan thought Shen Junlan's criticism was justified; he indeed lacked worldly savvy.

Leng Chuan forced an awkward smile: "Please excuse me, Teacher Shen. My position is sensitive; I rashly came calling, fearing that someone with ill intent might seize on rumors and damage Secretary Chu's political image."

That was also reasonable.

As soon as anyone from the Anti-Corruption Bureau steps out, whether heading to Zhang Three's or Li Four's place, those Wang Two the pockmarked types will definitely be whispering behind their backs about whether Zhang Three and Li Four have gotten into trouble.

Shen Junlan laughed: "An upright person need not fear a crooked shadow; we Lao Chu have few taboos."

"Mom, don't listen to his nonsense—he's a tightfisted rooster who comes over for a free meal without bringing a gift, having the nerve to show up empty‑handed." Lin Dongfan offhandedly retorted, jabbing Leng Chuan in his soft spot.

The jab left Leng Chuan's scalp tingling and his forehead full of black lines.

Shen Junlan quickly rebuked Lin Dongfan: "You're thirty and already a father, yet you'll snap at anyone. Director Leng is a decent person."

"Exactly, he's a decent person."

Lin Dongfan laughed, patting Leng Chuan's shoulder, then teased: "My Director, care to sample my five‑star cooking? I can whip up four dishes and a soup in half an hour, and a full Manchu‑Han banquet within two hours."

"I don't eat raw food—I'm afraid of being poisoned, so you'd better rest."

Just then, Chu Jinsong emerged from the study.

Leng Chuan hurried forward to greet him: "Secretary Chu, this afternoon at 2:30, the Strong Prosperity Group's ethylene warehouse in Nanzhou exploded—do we have casualty figures yet?"

The conversation was immediately pulled back onto a serious track by Leng Chuan.

Nanzhou is Gao Peng's turf.

For now, the information Chu Jinsong has is quite limited, and before the province releases any results, we shouldn't speculate.

Chu Jinsong gave a half‑smile, shook his head, waved a hand, and said, "Have a seat, let's talk."

The three positions on the living‑room sofa.

Chu Jinsong, Leng Chuan, and Lin Dongfan each took one of those spots.

The maid was busy in the kitchen cooking, while Shen Junlan personally brought over three cups of tea, then withdrew to the side so as not to disturb their work talk.

Chu Jinsong asked Lin Dongfan: "Has the General Bureau sent a special task force to River Blue to gather evidence for arrests?"

"If we had evidence, I'd go straight to Nanzhou and not give her—Gao Lu—a chance to catch her breath." Lin Dongfan lifted his tea to refresh his mind, keeping his thoughts calm.

After Jia Yuzhang was caught, he did confess to the whole oil chain's vested interests,

but his testimony alone isn't enough.

We need solid proof.

For example, Jia Yuzhang once said:

"He first drove the River Blue oil‑field subsidiary into the ground, then sold off the related state assets at a dirt‑cheap price to Gao Lu's Heavenly Journey Group; in that deal, Gao Lu gave him a fifty‑million‑yuan kickback."

Everyone knows Gao Lu bribed people, but gathering evidence is hard.

Jia Yuzhang's receiving account is an overseas one, not under his own name; and the person who transferred the fifty million into that account is not Gao Lu either.

Not to mention, you can't just pull the overseas account's transaction log whenever you want.

Even if it were a domestic account,

With such maneuvers, obtaining proof isn't easy—you must not only show that the account belongs to Jia Yuzhang, but also prove that the one who funneled the fifty million in illicit funds was Gao Lu.

But…

Lin Dongfan wasn't panicking; if this route is blocked, there are other ways.

Now the ethylene warehouse of Strong Prosperity Petrochemical has exploded—this is a rip torn open by heaven; if heaven wants it destroyed, it first drives it mad.

The only uncertainty right now is the attitude of Provincial Party Committee Chief Jiang Huantian.

We don't know how great the resistance will be.

In his previous life, struggling just to get by in Nanzhou City, he never had a chance to touch provincial‑level power struggles. As for the stance and future of Jiang No. 1, Lin Dongfan's knowledge is limited.

Lin Dongfan asked Chu Jinsong: "Dad, regarding the Nanzhou explosion, what's the province's current stance?"

Chu Jinsong clearly understood Lin Dongfan's concern and frankly said: "This afternoon, Secretary Jiang issued a directive to follow the 'four non‑oversights' principle and demand a rigorous pursuit of responsibility."

He paused briefly.

Chu Jinsong added meaningfully: "Specifically, it also depends on how Nanzhou handles things and how the province revises Nanzhou's work."

Between the lines, he also felt unable to read Secretary Jiang's pulse.

Rather than listen to what the superiors say, it's better to watch what they actually do. In officialdom, there's no shortage of actors—until the end, no one knows who's the real tiger.

Leng Chuan nodded thoughtfully and reminded Lin Dongfan: "The secretary of Nanzhou's Political and Legal Affairs Commission, Luo, is your former teacher; after you get to Nanzhou, you might consult him."

"Hmm."

Luo Xiang's leaving teaching for politics was originally a move Lin Dongfan had laid out in advance.

Half a year has passed; surely Teacher Luo has already found his footing in Nanzhou.

Lin Dongfan smiled: "To be honest, I know the inside story of the Nanzhou explosion better than anyone—I've got the causes, the course, and who's involved all figured out."

Upon hearing that, Chu Jinsong and Leng Chuan simultaneously fixed their gazes on Lin Dongfan.

They wore expressions of doubt.

Though the blast occurred only a few hours ago, even the province is in the fog, and yet you dare claim you know the details inside out.

Who do you think you are?

The future-knowing Immortal Lin? Really just bragging without any preparation.

Leng Chuan sternly looked down on Lin Dongfan: "Just became an Imperial Commissioner and you already forgot how to stay grounded? You even brag in front of your father-in-law—you've got some nerve."

I knew you'd say I'm bragging.

Lin Dongfan laughed, took a sip of tea, and moistened his throat.

Further explaining: "In short, Gao Lu wants to seize control of Shengshi Petrochemical. But the founder of Shengshi Group, Li Chunyan, stubbornly refuses to believe that. Thus he fell through, and an explosion accident occurred. If nothing unexpected happens, Li Chunyan has already been arrested by the Nanzhou High-Tech Zone Public Security Bureau and is now facing intense interrogation."

"How do you know these things? Where did the news come from?" Chu Jinsong stared at Lin Dongfan in disbelief.

Lin Dongfan casually made up: "Our bureau has long been investigating Gao Lu."

Actually, the son-in-law is none other than the future-knowing Immortal Lin—haha, having lived two lives, he knows all major events in Nanzhou like the back of his hand.

If things continue on the established course, Li Chunyan will lose his family and his life.