Nominal: My senior brothers are all big shots

The night Qiu Wenbin spoke, the news was strictly kept under wraps within a very small circle.

Lin Feng rushed to the provincial capital overnight, followed closely by Cheng Du with the thick transcript. At three o'clock in the morning, the office of Provincial Party Secretary Chen Haitao was brightly lit, where Qi Tongwei and Provincial Discipline Inspection Commission Secretary Peng Jinyao were already waiting.

Chen Haitao flipped through the transcript page by page, his face growing increasingly grim. Finally, he slammed the transcript onto the table. The sound wasn't loud, but every word was chilling: "Guo Yonglin, what a Guo Yonglin. The Huaqiang bombing, fifty-two lives, those girls imprisoned on the eighth floor, the twenty-three officials he's fed over the years—this transcript is enough to kill him ten times over."

Peng Jinyao took the transcript, quickly glanced through it, and then looked up: "Secretary Chen, the evidence is conclusive. We can take action against Guo Yonglin now."

Chen Haitao stood up, walked to the window, and turned his back to everyone. After a long silence, he turned around and his gaze swept over everyone present: "The operation. Tonight. Comrade Qi Tongwei will be in charge of coordinating the police forces, and Comrade Jin Yao will be in charge of on-site supervision. Comrade Lin Feng, you go back to Luhai to oversee things and prevent any trouble from happening there."

The three of them stood up simultaneously. Chen Haitao then said, "Guo Yonglin has someone backing him. This person is of high rank. Could he have received advance notice? Could he act before we do?"

Qi Tongwei said, "Secretary Chen, rest assured, all participants only learned of the target before departure. All communication devices have been confiscated, and the information will not leak."

Chen Haitao nodded: "Go ahead."

At four o'clock in the morning, at a hidden assembly point in the provincial capital.

Several black vans were parked in the yard, their lights off and engines shut off. Twenty fully armed special police officers waited silently in the night.

Qi Tongwei stood at the front of the line, holding a sealed envelope. He tore open the envelope, pulled out a piece of paper, which contained only an address and a name—No. 88 Binjiang Road, Jiangwan City, Yongsheng Group Building, top floor, Guo Yonglin.

"The target is here." Qi Tongwei handed the address to the operations commander beside him. "Top floor, chairman's office. He's likely spending the night at the company. If not, arrest him at his home. Both teams move in simultaneously."

The commander nodded, turned to the team, and ordered, "Move out."

At 5:30 PM, at the Yong Sheng Group Building. The sky was still dark, and streetlights illuminated the empty streets. The van silently stopped near the building, and the SWAT officers got out and split into two groups. One group headed straight for the main entrance of the building, while the other group went around to the back entrance and the underground parking garage.

Before the building's security guards could react, they were pinned to the ground, their mouths gagged, and their hands handcuffed. The SWAT team leader whispered into his walkie-talkie, "Team One, in position. Team Two, in position. The target is inside the building. The surveillance footage shows the lights are on in the top-floor office."

The operation commander's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Operation."

A group of special police officers rushed into the elevator and went straight to the top floor. The elevator doors opened, revealing a carpeted corridor that led to the chairman's office.

Two SWAT officers stood sideways on either side of the door. The captain raised his hand, counted to three, and then kicked the door open with a sudden thud.

In the office, Guo Yonglin sat on the sofa, holding a cup of tea that had gone cold. He wasn't asleep; he seemed to be waiting for someone.

The moment the door was kicked open, he looked up and saw the fully armed special police officers at the door. He slowly put down the teacup in his hand, his face showing no surprise or fear, only a deep weariness.

"Guo Yonglin, you are under arrest." The special police captain stepped forward and showed the arrest warrant.

Guo Yonglin stared at the document for a long time, then stood up, reached out, and let the handcuffs be fastened to his wrists. His voice was low, almost as if he were talking to himself: "What was bound to happen, has finally happened."

Special police escorted him out of the office. In the corridor, several employees of Yong Sheng Group stood watching, their faces filled with terror. Guo Yonglin didn't look at them; he simply lowered his head and walked step by step towards the elevator.

At the same time, another group of special police officers stormed into Guo Yonglin's villa in the suburbs.

His wife was still asleep when she was awakened by the knocking. When she opened the door and saw fully armed police officers outside, her face turned deathly pale.

She didn't cry or make a scene; she simply asked, "Where's Yonglin?"

The SWAT team did not answer and began searching the villa.

The safe was opened, revealing stacks of cash, several passports, a USB drive, and some documents. The SWAT team leader carefully placed the USB drive and documents into an evidence bag and said to his team members, "Notify Secretary Qi, the target is under control, and the evidence has been retrieved."

Dawn was breaking. Lin Feng stood in his office, having not slept all night. His phone rang; it was Qi Tongwei.

"Guo Yonglin has been caught."

Lin Feng tightened his grip on his phone slightly: "Okay."

Qi Tongwei added, "A USB drive containing some data was found in his office, along with several passports and multiple identities. It seems he was prepared to flee at any time."

Lin Feng paused for a moment, then asked, "Did he confess?"

Qi Tongwei said, "Not yet. But the contents of the USB drive are enough to get him into serious trouble. It contains his records of dealings with those officials, transfer receipts, and recorded phone calls. There's also a list, even more complete than Qiu Wenbin's."

Lin Feng took a deep breath: "Is that person's name from the province on there?"

Qi Tongwei was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Neither of them spoke. After a long while, Lin Feng said, "Now that the evidence is solid, let's proceed."

Qi Tongwei said, "Preparations are already underway."

The news of Guo Yonglin's arrest was like a bombshell in the political and business circles of the provincial capital. On the surface, there were no ripples, but undercurrents were already surging.

At Hengfa Group, Qiao Wuzhou reacted faster than anyone else. He locked himself in his office and didn't come out for a whole day.

When Feng Chengzhi knocked and went in, Qiao Wuzhou was standing by the window with his back to the door, clutching the pair of walnuts in his hand until his knuckles turned white.

"Chairman," Feng Chengzhi said in a low voice, "Guo Yonglin has been arrested. His office and home were searched, and I heard they found quite a lot of things."

Qiao Wuzhou didn't turn around, his voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing against wood: "Chengzhi, do you think Guo Yonglin will implicate us?"

Feng Chengzhi paused for a moment, then said, "Chairman, Guo Yonglin is in dire straits himself right now. It won't do him any good to attack us. But if he doesn't attack us, we might be able to negotiate. He's a smart man; he knows what he should and shouldn't say."

Qiao Wuzhou turned around, and the expression on his face made Feng Chengzhi's heart tighten. It wasn't fear, but a deep weariness. "Chengzhi, you don't understand Guo Yonglin. He's been clever his whole life, calculating his whole life. Now that he's fallen, he'll drag everyone down with him. He's not the kind of person who would rather die than take the blame for others."

He walked behind his desk, took a USB drive from a drawer, and clenched it in his hand until his knuckles turned white. "This contains records of our interactions with those people over the years. Xie Tianlin, the mayor of Jiangwan City, how much money he's taken from us, how many things he's done for us—it's all here, item by item."

Feng Chengzhi's expression changed. Qiao Wuzhou looked at him, his gaze suddenly sharpening: "Chengzhi, tell me, should I wait for them to come and arrest me, or should I go find them myself?"