Chapter 743: Xu Jijun Flees

You'd be so kind?

Xu Jijun is no longer the Xu Jijun of before; now he only sees Lin Dongfan as an opponent! He won't easily believe Lin Dongfan will let him leave the country.

But in Lin Dongfan's heart, the friendship of four years as classmates hasn't completely disappeared.

Lin Dongfan said: "If I were still the Anti-Corruption Bureau Director, you definitely couldn't escape this time. You should be glad that I'm now an official‑free civilian. Whether you believe me or not, it's your choice."

Xu Jijun on the other end of the phone fell silent for Along time.

It took as long as smoking half a cigarette.

He then softly replied with a sigh: "Back when the race car crashed, you were trapped inside and couldn't get out. To save your life, I directly cut up that race car worth over ten million with a cutting machine. I've also saved your life…"

"I remember." Lin Dongfan said: "Go on your way, and don't come back again. You saved my life; I've let you go twice, which is enough to repay you."

Okay.

Xu Jijun hung up the phone.

Lao Ba stared at Lin Dongfan: "Master Fan, are you really letting him go?"

"Let him go." Lin Dongfan put away his phone, "but he won't be able to leave."

Why?

"Because 'Teacher' won't let him go." Lin Dongfan walked to the window, gazing at the distant city skyline: "Xu Jijun knows too many secrets—enough to keep many people awake at night. If he leaves alive, he's a threat to some people. So…"

He turned to look at Lao Ba and added: "Send someone to follow him, but don't interfere. I want to see who this 'Teacher' really is."

Lao Ba understood: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

"Right." Lin Dongfan nodded: "Also, back up the list and hand the original to Li Mingtang. Tell him we can move in now."

Yes.

Wait a moment.

Lao Ba turned to leave, but Lin Dongfan called him back.

Lin Dongfan asked: "How is Liu Shu?"

"In the hospital, he got a fright but it's nothing serious." Lao Ba said: "He said he wants to see you."

"I'll go see him this afternoon." Lin Dongfan thought, then added: "Strengthen security; Xu Jijun might still make a move."

Understood.

After Lao Ba left, Lin Dongfan stood alone by the window.

The morning light grew brighter, and the city began to wake.

He picked up his phone and dialed Li Mingtang's number.

"Boss Li, we've got the list." Lin Dongfan said: "We can move now. Li Zhenyang is in Hong Kong; to stop him from fleeing, we can first freeze his assets."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Li Mingtang's voice sounded excited: "This list is too crucial; it involves many people and the higher-ups attach great importance to it. Dongfan, you've made a great contribution this time."

"Whether it counts as merit or not isn't important." Lin Dongfan said lightly: "What matters is that what should be settled is settled, and what should be repaid is repaid."

After hanging up, he dialed another number.

This time it took Along while before the call was answered.

Hello?

It was a woman's voice, languid, with a hoarse rasp from just waking up.

"Jiaying, awake?" Lin Dongfan's voice softened.

"Not yet, you woke me up." Ye Jiaying complained: "This early, what's up?"

"How's the integration of Rebirth Group going?" Lin Dongfan asked.

"Almost done." Ye Jiaying reported: "Li Hengbo's shares have all been transferred, and the board has been reorganized. Now Rebirth Group and Mortal Group are officially merged—what's up?"

"Prepare a sum of funds." Lin Dongfan said: "In Wu Zhou, many projects will be freed up soon; we need to lay the groundwork in advance."

Ye Jiaying came to: "You want to take over Wu Zhou?"

"It's not about taking over, it's about rebuilding." Lin Dongfan said: "The waters of Wu Zhou are too murky; we need to completely change them. We don't want to become another Li Hengbo; we want to bring Wu Zhou back onto the right track."

Ye Jiaying fell silent for a few seconds: "This will take a lot of money and also a lot of people."

"We have the money, people…" Lin Dongfan paused: "We'll have them too; Wu Zhou isn't lacking talent, it's lacking a clean stage."

"Understood." Ye Jiaying said: "I'll take care of it."

"Also…" Lin Dongfan added: "Be careful lately. Xu Jijun is still in the country; he might lash out in desperation."

"Xu Jijun?" Ye Jiaying exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't he dead?"

"He's alive again." Lin Dongfan simply explained: "In any case, be careful and bring more bodyguards when you go out."

Got it, you too.

Hmm.

After hanging up, Lin Dongfan finally sat down.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

Having slept none the night before, he was still quite excited.

We got the list, Li Zhenyang fled, Xu Jijun was exposed, and Liu Shu was rescued.

It seemed everything was going smoothly.

But he knew deep down that the real trouble had only just begun.

Every person on that list is no ordinary figure; moving against them requires a meticulous plan and strong backing.

And that mysterious figure known as "Teacher" is a sword hanging over our heads.

Xu Jijun said you can't afford to provoke "Teacher"—just how powerful is this person?

Lin Dongfan opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.

No matter how great the power, what needs to be faced must still be faced.

Some things, somebody has to do them.

A knocking sound rang out.

"Come in."

Lao Ba pushed the door open and entered, his face solemn.

"Master Fan, I just received the news." He handed his phone to Lin Dongfan: "Xu Jijun has gone missing."

Lin Dongfan took the phone; the screen showed an encrypted message: The target lost trace after leaving his residence, the tracking signal was interfered with, suggesting the presence of professional anti-tracking equipment.

"When did this happen?" Lin Dongfan asked.

"Twenty minutes ago." Lao Ba said, "Our people have been tailing him, but he disappeared in a tunnel. The tunnel has no other exits, yet he vanished."

Lin Dongfan stared at the phone screen, then suddenly laughed.

"Old Xu, old Xu..." he muttered, "You're still as good at running as ever."

"Should we expand the search area?" Lao Ba asked.

"No need." Lin Dongfan returned the phone to him: "He can't get away. 'Teacher' won't let him."

"Then what about us..."

"Wait." Lin Dongfan stood up: "Wait for Teacher to show up, wait for him to make a move, then we'll know who the enemy is."

He walked to the window.

Gazing at the distant morning sun, the sunlight was blinding yet warm.

The next evening.

Tianjin Port Dock.

Xu Jijun leaned against a rusted container, the cigarette between his fingers burned down to the end.

The sea breeze brought a salty fishy smell, and in the dusk the distant freighter's whistle sounded especially desolate.

Su Jin crouched beside him, wiping the gun barrel with a damp cloth. Her movements were slow and meticulous, as if performing some ritual.

"How much longer?" Xu Jijun asked.

"Twenty minutes." Su Jin glanced at her wristwatch: "The boat will dock at Berth 7; we need to board before seven. Miss this one and the next is three days away."

Xu Jijun nodded, tossed the cigarette butt to the ground, and stamped it out with his toe.

This was already their third hiding place.

Since leaving the apartment yesterday, they have constantly been tailed from behind. The pursuers are not Lin Dongfan's people; those individuals follow very professionally. But keeping their distance, it seems more like surveillance than capture.

They are Teacher's people.

Xu Jijun clearly understood in his heart that he had betrayed Teacher's deal, failing to kill Liu Shu as planned, and instead handed over the list password to Lin Dongfan.

In Teacher's eyes, this is an unforgivable sin.