Chapter 93: Call from the Capital

"Stay away from Shen Bi—he's full of dirty tricks, deep scheming."

"At night, while sleeping, Lin Dongfan received a message from Su Yuhong— the content as above; Su Yuhong's evaluation of Shen Bi could be said to have hit rock bottom."

"Lin Dongfan replied with a smiling OK emoji."

"Back before he rose to prominence, Lin Dongfan had hardly any friends—apart from a couple of close old classmates, his only friend was Su Yuhong."

"Now he's beginning to show his talent."

"Around him, those who want him dead and those who want to curry favor are evenly split."

"Lin Dongfan looks down on both types and can't compare to Su Yuhong. Su Yuhong truly doesn't treat him as an outsider; she tells him both good and bad news, and her personality is very straightforward."

""Honey, what are you laughing about so happily?""

"Chu Lingxi clung to him like a sticky elf, throwing her leg over Lin Dongfan, leaning sideways to hug him, her eyes smiling as she gazed at him."

"Lin Dongfan set the phone aside, laughed, and pinched her nose: "You're silly, go to sleep.""

""We haven't had a meeting in a while—want to hold a little one?""

"In the midst of their laughter, Chu Lingxi had already climbed onto Lin Dongfan, seemingly forgetting her aunt's advice to stay still during the first and last three months of pregnancy."

"Lin Dongfan also wanted to hold a little meeting, but he feared harming his own son."

""I'm afraid my son will call me a psychopathic old six for holding a meeting—let's discuss it after the new year." Lin Dongfan closed his eyes and played dead."

"The night was long, the dreams chaotic."

"Early morning."

"Lin Dongfan was awakened by the incessant ringing of the phone."

"He rubbed his sleepy eyes."

"He picked it up and saw it was a call from an unknown number."

""Hello, who's this?""

""Good morning, may I ask if you're Lin Dongfan?""

""Yes, that's me. Who are you?""

""Dongfan, I'm your uncle Lin Zhenhua. Can you spare time to come to the capital?""

""Uncle?""

""Unbelievable—I've lived 28 years and never had an uncle. These scammers are so unprofessional; they don't even check household records before dialing.""

"Lin Dongfan lazily replied, "First pay the intelligence fee, then call me back.""

"Having said that, he hung up."

"He turned over, put his arms around his wife, and went back to sleep."

"He hadn't slept even a few seconds."

"The phone rang again, same number."

"Annoying."

"Lin Dongfan picked up the phone and retorted, "Can't you understand human speech? Damn scammer, get lost!" After cursing, he hung up and went back to sleep."

"The phone rang again, making Lin Dongfan want to turn it off."

"But he couldn't."

"Now the anti‑corruption crackdown has reached a tough stage; Boss Leng could issue new orders at any moment, so the phone must stay open."

"Lin Dongfan reluctantly answered, "Hey, scammer brother, couldn't you have a little conscience? Blasting calls at dawn—don't people deserve sleep?""

""Dongfan, you've misunderstood—I really am your uncle.""

"The male baritone voice on the line gave Lin Dongfan the impression of decent acting—at least the tone was passable, conveying a hint of undeniable sincerity."

"Lin Dongfan rubbed his eyes and asked, "Uncle, right? You want me to go to the capital?""

""Yes, your grandfather wants to see you.""

""Next, are you going to tell me my grandfather's dying and that a Jingcheng courtyard house worth tens of millions awaits my inheritance?""

""If you don't come, your grandfather might really die; the old man misses you greatly.""

""Don't beat around the bush—get to the point. Is the plot like this: to inherit that courtyard house worth tens of millions, I first have to pay a notarization fee, then after that a transfer fee, this fee, that fee? In short, I'm stupid but rich—is that it?""

""I feel you still misunderstand—listen, I really am your uncle Lin Zhenhua.""

""I'll believe your nonsense!""

""You kid, how can you swear like that……""

""I haven't called you an idiot—I'm already being polite. My family's been single‑heir for three generations; where would an uncle come from? Should I dig up my grandparents and have them make a second child?""

""What do I have to say for you to believe me?""

""I'll believe you when Mars hits Earth—then I'll take you to the underworld to acknowledge your father, whose name is Lin Xu Chang.""

"Lin Dongfan said that, hung up, and immediately blocked the caller's number."

"Chu Lingxi was awakened, rubbing her sleepy eyes: "Honey, who were you on the phone with? I think I heard you cursing……""

""Just a scammer—go back to sleep.""

"Lin Dongfan held the soft, fragrant Chu Lingxi and continued to sleep."

"This time he slept soundly, waking up past nine in the morning."

"Upon waking,"

"Chu Lingxi had already gone to the Literary and Art Troupe."

"A red sticky note was stuck on the phone, bearing neat handwriting: "Honey, I've gone to dance practice; your outfit for today is on the chair.""

"Though she often acts silly, she also has a thoughtful side."

"Every day she prepares what Lin Dongfan will wear and which tie he'll knot. He gets up, washes up, squeezes toothpaste onto his brush, and places it in the cup."

"His razor, shaving cream, and comb are neatly arranged on the washstand."

A sticky note was also stuck on the mirror.

It read: "The razor has a new blade, it's very sharp, be careful when shaving."

Although this ordinary sticky-note reminder often makes Lin Dongfan feel surprised to be treated like an idiot, it still warms his heart.

In my previous life, I lived with Fang Xiaoqian for over ten years, and I never experienced this kind of warmth.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The Cold Bureau called: "Dongfan, haven't you forgotten we need to close the case within three months? Now we're racing against time, and you've gone and given them a three-day holiday."

"Jian Sining and Tang Xia have worked so hard; it's time for them to go home and be with their families."

"Don't just focus on being a good person; if we don't close the case within three months, you'll be the one who falls, as will I and your father-in-law."

"Don't worry, everything is under control; Yin Qiuhong won't be able to fly away."

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

"Hmm."

After hanging up with the Cold Bureau, Lin Dongfan went to the Changming Branch Bureau to meet Yang Qing, and together they went to the Cold Mountain Detention Center to interrogate Shang Wuliang.

First they located Shang Wuliang's father, Shang Keqing.

They asked Shang Keqing to provide relevant evidence, which is crucial for capturing Yin Qiuhong.

Upon arriving at the Cold Mountain Detention Center, it was already eleven in the morning.

Lin Dongfan gazed at the sign of the Cold Mountain Detention Center; those familiar yet strange words instantly evoked memories from his past life, each segment a deeply etched scar of literature.

"What's wrong? Let's go."

Seeing Lin Dongfan halt, Yang Qing urged him forward.

Lin Dongfan's steps were heavy; in his previous life, after the investigation team sent him through this iron door, he lost everything, leading a bleak life straight to the end of death.

Thanks to Li Hengbo.

In his previous life, he endured unbearable torture here, and although he filed a complaint with the Procuratorate, Wang Anping of the Procuratorate tore up his complaint right in front of him.

He was later sentenced to ten years in prison.

After being transferred to Nanzhou Prison, he suffered further harsh treatment, and ultimately died confused and miserable behind bars.

Li Hengbo!

Wang Anping of the Procuratorate!

And Warden Hu Wei of Nanzhou Prison!

These names are all on Lin Dongfan's list; in this life, wielding a forty‑meter anti‑corruption blade, he must unleash the fury of a gentleman seeking revenge—never too late even across two lifetimes.

"What are you doing? Your look is grim." Seeing Lin Dongfan's solemn expression, Yang Qing wondered, "Are you worried Shang Wuliang won't cooperate?"

"Don't worry about it."

The experiences of my past life cannot be brought out into the open.

Lin Dongfan put away his old trivial matters, disdainfully laying out the bottom line: "I came here today purely to give Shang Keqing face. Today, regardless of whether Shang Liangpei cooperates or not, I have a way to find Shang Keqing."