I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

Hu Yuheng returned to the interrogation room.

She cut to the chase: "Lin Meijuan, have you decided whether to speak up?"

Lin Meijuan lowered her head and remained silent for more than ten seconds.

"Let me tell you the truth, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection has already opened a case against Gu Huaiyuan. Don't hold any more illusions. He's in dire straits himself now. There's no point in you continuing to hold this grudge."

Lin Meijuan looked up and asked in a low voice, "Has a case really been filed?"

Hu Yuheng chuckled lightly: "Why would I need to lie to you?"

She lowered her head again and remained silent for a long time.

"I want to see Chen Yang."

Hu Yuheng was taken aback by her request and paused for a moment: "You want to see Chen Yang?"

Lin Meijuan nodded: "I'll meet with her once. Then I'll talk to her again."

Hu Yuheng remained silent for a moment.

She didn't ask "why," but simply said, "I can help you contact her."

She stood up and walked out of the room.

Walking into the corridor, she took out her phone and found Chen Yang's number.

It rang twice before being answered.

Chen Yang's voice carried a hint of surprise: "Director Hu?"

"Chen Yang, Lin Meijuan says she wants to see you. She said she'll speak to you after she sees you."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Chen Yang didn't ask "Why me?", but simply asked, "When?"

"This afternoon. Is that convenient?"

"Can."

At 3 p.m., Chen Yang arrived at the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Hu Yuheng greeted her at the door, said nothing, and led her directly to the door of the interview room.

"She's inside. No rush, let's talk slowly."

Chen Yang nodded, pushed open the door, and went inside.

She heard the door open, looked up, and saw Chen Yang walk in; her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Chen Yang didn't say anything, but walked over and sat down opposite her.

She didn't ask "Are you alright?" or "Why did you want to see me?"

She just sat there, waiting for Lin Meijuan to speak first.

Lin Meijuan spoke after a long pause, her voice very soft and with a suppressed nasal tone:

"Sister Chen... I didn't listen to you."

Chen Yang didn't reply, but just looked at her quietly.

"You told me to confess voluntarily... I thought you were right at the time. But when you said you would find a way, I believed you."

Lin Meijuan paused for a moment, then sniffed.

"Later he told me to leave, saying he'd booked my plane ticket..."

She looked up at Chen Yang, her eyes red-rimmed, but no tears fell.

"When I got to the airport, I saw the disciplinary committee members standing there, and I suddenly felt... being taken away wasn't such a bad thing."

Chen Yang finally spoke: "Why?"

Lin Meijuan stared at her fingers resting on her knees: "Because I ran away, the Discipline Inspection Commission won't let me go. I don't want to be hiding all the time."

The room was quiet for a moment.

Chen Yang reached out and gently placed his hand on the back of her hand, which was resting on the table: "You still have time."

Lin Meijuan's nostrils twitched slightly, and she finally raised her head:

"Sister Chen, I've thought it through."

Chen Yang nodded and said nothing more.

She stood up, turned around, walked to the door, opened it, and went out.

Hu Yuheng was waiting in the corridor when he saw Chen Yang come out: "How is she?"

Chen Yang said, "She's thought it through. You can go in now."

Hu Yuheng entered the interview room again.

This time, she sat down opposite Lin Meijuan, turned on the recorder, and placed it on the table.

"Lin Meijuan, are you ready?"

Lin Meijuan sat up straight, looking directly into Hu Yuheng's eyes for the first time. Her voice was still a little hoarse, but much steadyer than before.

"Ready."

Hu Yuheng opened his notebook: "Did you handle the beauty salon's accounts yourself, or did someone else help you?"

"I kept the accounts, but I didn't collect some of the money. Some of the money was transferred in by Gu Huaiyuan, and he told me to keep it."

"What kind of money?"

Lin Meijuan paused for a moment, as if recalling something: "Each transaction wasn't large, just tens of thousands of yuan. Sometimes it would come two or three times a month, sometimes only once every two months."

Hu Yuheng made a note in his notebook: "What did you do with this money after you received it?"

"I leave a portion of it at the beauty salon for daily expenses."

The other part, Gu Huaiyuan would have someone come and collect it—in cash.

"Where did it go after you took it?"

Lin Meijuan shook her head: "I don't know. He never tells me."

Hu Yuheng then asked, "Besides this cash, was there any money transferred through bank transfers?"

Lin Meijuan thought for a moment: "Once, he asked me to transfer a sum of money."

"How many?"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

"To whom should it be transferred?"

Lin Meijuan gave a company name and account number, and then added, "I don't know that company, and I've never heard of it."

Hu Yuheng wrote down the account information in his notebook and added a question mark next to it.

She closed her notebook: "Lin Meijuan, we will verify what you said. If it is true, your attitude will be recorded."

Lin Meijuan lowered her head: "I know."

Hu Yuheng stood up, and paused at the door:

"Lin Meijuan, what you said today is related to your previous attitude of cooperation."

She didn't turn around, opened the door and walked out.

Chen Dapeng was waiting in the corridor.

He heard footsteps and saw Hu Yuheng come out of the interview room. He went up to him and asked:

"Director Hu, she's spoken up?"

Hu Yuheng nodded slightly:

"She confessed to some things. The beauty salon's cash flow records, several transactions Gu Huaiyuan made through her, and a transfer record of 250,000 yuan. Compile these materials and send them to Lao Zhou so he can verify them in Beijing."

Chen Dapeng nodded: "Okay."

He turned and took a few steps, then stopped: "Director Hu, which company did that 250,000 yuan go to?"

Hu Yuheng gave a name.

Chen Dapeng wrote the name down in his phone's notes app, then went into his office, turned on his computer, and began organizing Lin Meijuan's confession materials.

He listed Gu Huaiyuan's transaction records separately and marked the amount, approximate time, and withdrawal method for each transaction next to them.

The transfer record of 250,000 was listed on a separate line, with the recipient's name highlighted in bold.

After finishing organizing, he printed out the materials, put them in a file folder, and sent a message to Master Zhou:

"Master Zhou, Lin Meijuan has spoken."

There is a transfer record of 250,000 yuan, and the recipient is a company in the provincial capital.

I've organized the materials and placed them on your desk.

Master Zhou quickly replied, "Received. I'll check tomorrow."

Chen Dapeng put down his phone and leaned back in his chair.

He opened Bai Jiangfei's folder and glanced at the "Huarong Investment" message again.

The 250,000 yuan transfer that Lin Meijuan confessed to was received by a company in the provincial capital.

Bai Jiangfei's spending records show that the payer was Beijing Company.

The two lines are not yet connected, but they are both converging in the same direction.

He closed the folder and glanced out the window.

Then, he picked up his phone and sent a message to He Ying:

"Sister Ying, Lin Meijuan has spoken up. She revealed some details about Gu Huaiyuan's transactions through the beauty salon. There's also a transfer record of 250,000 yuan, with the recipient being a company in the provincial capital."

He Ying quickly replied: "Can her confession directly point to Gu Huaiyuan?"

Chen Dapeng thought for a moment: "The part about the accounting can serve as corroborating evidence, but the recipient of the 250,000 yuan payment needs further verification."

He Ying replied, "Then continue the investigation. We also need to expedite Bai Jiangfei's investigation."

Chen Dapeng replied with a single word: "Okay."

Then, she sent another message: "Sister Ying, I want to see you."

He Ying replied after a few seconds: "Work hard, I'll take some time to go to the provincial capital in a few days."

Chen Dapeng was overjoyed when he saw this message.

"How many more days? I can't wait!"