Chapter 299: Collapse, my swagger is just this full

The small grave mound on the hillside had its surrounding weeds cleared clean.

Wang Xiaosheng originally wanted to have someone bring bricks and cement to properly repair the grave and turn in a perfect assignment, but there wasn't enough time.

Seeing the memorial team already up the mountain.

Wang Xiaosheng hurried forward to lead the way: "General Lin, Secretary Gao, you've arrived. Mr. Lin Xu Chang's grave is just over there, not far, a few steps away."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing Wang Xiaosheng sweating profusely, Lin Yuzhi also gained a bit more respect for him.

Led by Wang Xiaosheng, the group quickly arrived at the grave.

Gao Peng worried the fake grave would be exposed, wanting to finish and leave as soon as possible; upon arriving, he urged the staff to quickly place the offerings so they could proceed with the memorial and rites.

"Is this Mr. Lin Xu Chang's grave?" Lin Yuzhi stared at the tombstone.

Gao Peng didn't dare respond, giving Wang Xiaosheng a look.

Wang Xiaosheng, nervous with sweat on his palms, said: "That's right, this is Mr. Lin's grave. The name on the tombstone is correct; there's only one Lin Xu Chang in the village."

"You're really something." Lin Yuzhi smiled faintly, then turned and told the CCTV crew: "Don't film this part yet."

"General Lin, any problems?" Gao Peng acted all clueless.

Lin Yuzhi turned back to the tombstone: "The characters on this stone look freshly carved—what's going on?"

Wang Xiaosheng hurriedly explained: "General Lin, here's what happened. To promote red culture, we did some preliminary repairs on Mr. Lin's grave; this tombstone was just put up, a new one."

"Who erected the stele? Why is it the filial son Lin Yuanchao?"

"This..."

"Stop hemming and hawing, just say it."

"The inscription was originally like this; we just copied it. But since we've now confirmed Lin Yuanchao isn't Lin Xu Chang's son, we could also erase the name."

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?"

"As far as I know, my younger brother Lin Yuanchao passed before Lin Xu Chang. Therefore, the person who erected the stele couldn't be the filial son Lin Yuanchao; it must be the filial grandson Lin Dongfan. You can't even fake it properly?"

Lin Yuzhi, in military uniform, naturally exuded military authority in the solemn setting.

She merely glanced back at Wang Xiaosheng, who then lowered his head nervously, too anxious to speak.

They can't even fake it!

Gao Peng felt like he'd been pierced by a thousand arrows upon hearing this, and on the spot he angrily scolded Wang Xiaosheng: "Minister Wang, how could you falsify something so solemn? It's absurd!"

"!!!"

If grievance had ranks, at this moment Wang Xiaosheng was undoubtedly the supreme champion! I, Lao Wang, concede second place—who dares claim first? Collecting three thousand grievances in one body, who's the lowly sixth? Who knows.

This wave of grievance hasn't been swallowed yet.

Again, the reproachful voice of Gao Lao Liu sounded in his ears: "Speak! Why are you falsifying? Today you must give everyone a reasonable explanation!"

Why?

Isn't this your arrangement, Old Six?

I've said this won't work, yet you insist I do it, and even swore solemnly that Lin Yuzhi wouldn't dig up the grave to examine the corpse.

Yes!

She didn't dig up the grave, but her eyes are sharp as an X-ray scanner—just a glance and she spots the flaw.

You blame me, who do I blame?

How the hell would I know Lin Yuanchao died before Lin Xu Chang? No one gave me a heads-up; this is as slapdash as hastily mixing paste…

Wang Xiaosheng swallowed his frustration, and after a while managed to say: "Mainly, time was too tight; we couldn't find any descendants of the Lin family, so we still don't know where Mr. Lin Xu Chang's grave is, therefore…"

"So you just faked it? Absurd!"

Seeing Wang Xiaosheng willingly take the blame, Gao Peng's anger eased a bit.

Gao Peng turned to explain to Lin Yuzhi: "General Lin, this is truly unexpected; I didn't expect them to be so unreliable. In my opinion, you might as well first go back to the guesthouse to rest, and later, once we locate Mr. Lin Xu Chang's grave, we can come back to hold the memorial."

"You can't even confirm whether the Anti-Corruption Bureau's Lin Dongfan is a descendant of my Lin family? Now's the perfect time to summon him for verification; if he knows where Mr. Lin Xu Chang's grave is, we could skip the DNA testing hassle." Lin Yuzhi went along with Gao Peng's suggestion.

Gao Peng, caught between a rock and a hard place, was really feeling as frustrated as a grandson.

He had no way to resist at all.

Gao Peng helplessly ordered Xu Liangyuan: "Bureau Chief Xu, have someone bring Lin Dongfan over."

"Sure, I'll make a call."

Saying that, Xu Liangyuan pulled out his phone and called the Jinling Branch personnel, telling them to send Lin Dongfan over immediately.

Meanwhile…

Lin Dongfan was still in the interrogation room of the detention center, facing questioning.

The one conducting the interrogation was Luo Qiang.

Luo Qiang, arrogantly overbearing, warned Lin Dongfan: "Lin Dongfan, now that you're in this detention center, I advise you not to put on airs as a Section Chief! If you don't want to suffer, confess quickly!"

"You've shown some restraint, not yet resorting to torture to extract a confession." Lin Dongfan chuckled: "Actually, you're panicking inside, right? You know I, Lin Dongfan, am innocent, so you lack confidence—if this doesn't kill me, you fear I'll turn around and hit you with a big scrotum, leaving you unable to get away with it."

"Bang!!!"

Luo Qiang, his thoughts exposed, flew into a rage and slammed his palm on the table.

Then he pointed at Lin Dongfan's nose and roared: "Lin Dongfan! I warn you, don't think you can avoid punishment by refusing to drink! We now have ample evidence proving Wang Minlei's disappearance is linked to you!"

"If you have evidence, produce it—stop spouting nonsense." Lin Dongfan chuckled calmly.

Luo Qiang slammed his palm on the table again.

Accompanied by a loud "bang," Luo Qiang's roar grew even angrier: "With your attitude, you'll never get out of prison in this lifetime!"

"That's not certain; I feel I can walk out today." Lin Dongfan laughed.

Luo Qiang snorted angrily: "You damn, you're really sick, you're already at death's door, and you still don't know your own weight! You really think your 'imperial envoy' status can protect you..."

Your phone rang.

Lin Dongfan smiled and asked: "How about you answer the phone first? I guess this call is from your bureau's leader, telling them to let me go."

You fucking...

Luo Qiang originally warned Lin Dongfan not to harbor illusions.

He picked up the phone and took a look.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dongfan's guess was spot on; it really was a call from the bureau chief. Luo Qiang resignedly swallowed his words, got up and went outside to answer.

Less than half a minute.

When Luo Qiang returned to the interrogation room again, he clearly realized the pain and helplessness of being a grandson, his face sullen as he told Lin Dongfan: "Get up, come with me."

"You can arrest or release as you wish, treating me Lin Dongfan as what?" Lin Dongfan remained seated: "Tell your leader that unless Gao Peng personally comes to beg me, nothing else is up for discussion."

"You're glaring at me, acting all high and mighty, huh?" Luo Qiang glared angrily: "It's not Secretary Gao who wants to see you now, but Lieutenant General Lin who wants to see you!"

Lin Dongfan nodded in deep agreement: "Since Lieutenant General Lin wants to see me, I ought to raise my swagger to the max and have Gao Peng come crawling to beg me."

Lin! Dong! Fan!

Luo Qiang was so angry he was about to burst his liver, about to burst, his face full of a devastated expression, even Lin Dongfan, seeing it, felt it somewhat unbelievable, one slip and he made this guy want to cry but have no tears.