Chapter 482: The Arrest of Ding Yizhen

Just as in the original plot, Ding Yizhen had his phone left in the car, instructed his driver to return to his hometown, and then changed his appearance, quietly buying a ticket to prepare for his escape.

At Jingzhou Airport, Zhang Ping'an was preparing to fly to his farm in the Beautiful Country to inspect it and expand his business along the way, when he spotted an acquaintance at the boarding gate.

Zhang Ping'an didn't recall who it was at first, but looking at that big, fat face and the bangs, he felt it was completely out of place.

"Ding Yizhen?" Zhang Ping'an thought of him instantly.

"Heh, what a coincidence."

Zhang Ping'an called Qi Tongwei directly; this person was a walking, massive merit.

"Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling."

Qi Tongwei's phone ringtone was exceptionally jarring in the Provincial Party Committee Building; he smiled awkwardly, pressed the mute button, but seeing it was his godfather Zhang Ping'an's number, he hurriedly went out to answer.

"Secretary Gao Yuliang, Secretary Li Dakang, I'm going to take a call." Without waiting for the two to answer, Qi Tongwei hurried out.

"Godfather."

"Mm, Tongwei, I'm at Jingzhou Airport now, preparing to go to the Beautiful Country for an inspection, but I seem to have seen your Jingzhou Mayor, Ding Yizhen, in the waiting hall."

The Oriental Group had many industries in Jingzhou, and Zhang Ping'an would occasionally come to inspect them; he had met Ding Yizhen a few times, so it was no surprise he recognized him.

"What? Godfather, I have something to attend to here, I'll hang up first and call you later."

"Alright."

Qi Tongwei didn't even have time to report to Gao Yuliang and the others; he contacted the Air Traffic Control Bureau directly, telling them they must capture Ding Yizhen.

"Secretary Gao Yuliang, Secretary Li Dakang, Ding Yizhen has appeared at the airport, and he is flying to the Beautiful Country."

"What?"

"How did he know?"

"But don't worry, I have already contacted Air Traffic Control; he shouldn't be able to run. Just in case, I am preparing to go there myself."

"Good, Tongwei, you must bring Ding Yizhen back."

"Director Qi, I'm counting on you."

Li Dakang knew that once Ding Yizhen successfully escaped, the stain on his own reputation would have no hope of being washed away.

"Alright, rest assured."

By this time, Ding Yizhen had already boarded the plane, and Zhang Ping'an, being in first class, naturally noticed him.

"Hello, champagne please." Ding Yizhen spoke in fluent foreign language.

"Certainly, sir. May I ask what you are celebrating?"

"Celebrating freedom."

The foreigner in the next seat also ordered champagne, and the two began to celebrate like this, but the plane was delayed in taking off, which made Ding Yizhen's expression change slightly.

Following the air marshal's inspection, Ding Yizhen still held onto a glimmer of hope, but unfortunately, he was pinned down immediately, and the flight was delayed because of this.

Qi Tongwei drove his off-road vehicle and arrived with his men shortly after, taking control of Ding Yizhen at the first opportunity and also seeing Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an waved his hand slightly, signaling him to attend to his business first; Qi Tongwei nodded in understanding and led Ding Yizhen away under guard.

"Secretary Gao, Ding Yizhen has been successfully captured, and we are on our way back."

"Good, we'll talk about everything when you return."

"Alright."

Over at the Provincial Party Committee Building, Gao Yuliang also notified Sha Ruijin of this news, but Sha Ruijin, claiming he was unfamiliar with the situation in Handong, told Gao Yuliang to use his own discretion.

"Secretary Gao, what did Secretary Sha say?"

"Secretary Sha is also more inclined to hand Ding Yizhen over to the Supreme People's Procuratorate to handle."

Inside the car at this moment, Ding Yizhen's face was ashen; that high-spirited Mayor Ding was no longer there.

"Director Qi, I wonder how you discovered me?" Ding Yizhen, having recovered from his daze, asked.

"Heh, your makeup skills are so superficial; you were recognized by a kind-hearted person and naturally reported. Mayors are not allowed to go abroad at will, let alone in that getup of yours—anyone who saw you would know something was wrong."

"Impossible, that's impossible."

Ding Yizhen had been quite confident in his anti-surveillance abilities; he hadn't expected that people were tracking his phone the whole time. Now, all hope was gone, and his big, fat face was pale.

Qi Tongwei couldn't be bothered to pay him any more mind; he sped all the way back to the Provincial Department. As for the sieve-like network of the Procuratorate, Qi Tongwei dared not trust it.

They hadn't even implemented the arrest yet, and Ding Yizhen had already received the news and run off. If he hadn't happened to run into his godfather, Ding Yizhen would probably have already flown out of the country by now.

The critical thing was that the Beautiful Country and our country did not have an extradition treaty. At that point, let alone merit, he might even have faced liability. But fortunately, everything was stopped in time.

"Guard him strictly; no one is to see him without my orders."

"Yes, Director."

Over these years, Qi Tongwei had built the Public Security Department into an iron fortress; most of the people here were his own.

Only then did Qi Tongwei drive back to the Provincial Party Committee Building, where the few people inside were also waiting anxiously.

"Secretary Gao, Secretary Li, I have already locked the person up at the Provincial Department. Just wait for the Discipline Inspection Commission or the Supreme People's Procuratorate to come and take him."

Ji Changming and Hou Liangping were somewhat embarrassed. Only the few of them knew about this matter, and since no one else had answered the phone besides Qi Tongwei, it must have been a problem within their own ranks.

"Old schoolmate, that, um..."

Hou Liangping still wanted to pull some strings to get the person to the Procuratorate, but he was interrupted by Ji Changming just as he started.

"What 'old schoolmate'? I've told you how many times: use titles when at work."

"Um, Director Qi, why not hand the person over to our Procuratorate?"

If the Supreme People's Procuratorate came down to take the person and ended up having to go to the Provincial Department to pick him up, then the joke would be on them, and his career as Procurator-General would also be at an end.

"Secretary Gao, Secretary Li, what do you think?"

"Hand him over to Old Ji."

"However, you must guard him strictly. If another slip-up like this happens, no one will be there to clean up after you."

Gao Yuliang was the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Committee Secretary and was Ji Changming's direct superior, so he naturally leaned toward this side.

Li Dakang opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not refute; he actually preferred for the Discipline Inspection Commission to make the arrest, as the leading authority on the case would then be on his side, but unfortunately, Sha Ruijin also leaned toward handing the two over to the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

Subsequently, Ding Yizhen was taken away by people from the Procuratorate while wearing a hood, and he happened to be spotted by Xiao Gangyu, whose heart skipped a beat as he secretly thought, "This is bad."

Although he was wearing a hood, as an insider, Xiao Gangyu could still recognize that physique.

"Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling."

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Young Master Zhao, it's bad, Ding Yizhen has been caught."

"What? What exactly happened?"

Zhao Ruilong, who had been a bit grumpy from waking up, instantly sobered up; the few of them had been dreaming about the future just a few days ago, so how could he have been caught so suddenly?

"I'm not clear on the specifics, but it was an order issued by the Supreme People's Procuratorate."

"Fine, I understand. Go and find out more details."

"Understood, Young Master Zhao."

Zhao Ruilong quickly calculated in his mind: bribery, organizing prostitution, interfering with the judiciary, and so on; one charge after another flashed through his mind.

"No, I have to get out and lay low." Even if the ten small targets from the Dafeng Factory were tempting, they were not as important as his freedom.

"Sorry, Brother Xu." Zhao Ruilong quickly packed his things and flew to Xiangjiang, while simultaneously apologizing to Xu Jiang in his heart.

That evening, Xu Jiang kept feeling his eyelids twitching and thought to himself that something was wrong; back when he was involved in the underworld, this warning had saved him several times.

Sure enough, Zhao Ruilong's phone could not be reached, so he quickly cut ties with his shares in the internet cafes, handed them all over to his old brothers, and took his family to flee with the money.

Over the past two years, their Shanshui Group had earned nearly six small targets; after leaving behind some working capital, he and Zhao Ruilong had each received over two small targets.