Replace me as the top scholar? Go talk to my Marshal Grandpa!

The interrogation room of the Inspectorate was much cleaner than that of the Extraordinary Bureau.

The walls were painted snow-white, the lighting was soft yet bright, and there were no stains on the table.

Even the chairs come in two types.

One type is a regular chair with a backrest that is neither too soft nor too hard, so it's comfortable to sit in.

Another type is the interrogation chair, with psionic handcuffs attached to the armrests and ankles, which prevent the person from moving and maintains a single posture.

Yuan Tianzhen sat in an ordinary chair.

He didn't know what had happened, nor why he had been brought here.

Not long ago, he was forced by the captain to sign a confession in the interrogation room of the Extraordinary Bureau.

He absolutely refused to sign.

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and several people in dark blue uniforms walked in and brought him here from the interrogation room of the Extraordinary Bureau.

His mind was blank the whole way.

It wasn't until he was sitting in this unfamiliar interrogation room that he came to his senses a little.

He was opposite him.

Zhao Dayong was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, his wrists and ankles locked with psionic handcuffs, rendering him completely immobile.

On another interrogation chair next to him.

Wang Feixiang was treated the same way; his hands and feet were tightly bound.

When did Wang Feixiang suffer like this?

He sat there, his face flushed red, the veins on his neck bulging, and his eyes practically spitting fire.

He stared intently at the inspector sitting behind the interrogation table, who was looking down at documents and didn't look up at him once.

"Hello!!"

Wang Feixiang finally couldn't hold back any longer. He jerked forward, the psionic handcuffs screeching as he yelled, "Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

"Why should that lowly commoner get to sit in a regular chair, while I, this young master, have to sit in this kind of chair?"

Do you know who Lao Tzu is?

"Let me go right now! Otherwise, when my family arrives, I'll make you regret it!"

The staff member turned a page of the document and ignored him.

Zhao Dayong chimed in from the side, his voice a little softer than Wang Feixiang's, but his tone was equally dissatisfied:

"Comrade, shouldn't your inspection department have a procedure for arresting people?"

"I am the captain of the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau, a section-level cadre. Why are you detaining me? I need to see your leader."

The staff member still did not look up.

Wang Feixiang became even angrier and struggled even more fiercely.

He struggled to break free of the psionic handcuffs, which clanged loudly, and the chair legs scraped against the ground with a screeching sound.

He struggled and cursed, hurling insults at everyone from the inspectorate staff to their families, the language becoming increasingly offensive.

Zhao Dayong would occasionally chime in, accusing the inspection department of irregularities and violent enforcement, attempting to muddy the waters.

Yuan Tianzhen sat there with her hands on her knees, her fingers intertwined.

He looked uneasily at Wang Feixiang and Zhao Dayong, then at the expressionless staff member, unsure of what to say or what would happen next.

This made him somewhat nervous and uneasy.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

The interrogation room door was pushed open from the outside.

Wang Feixiang suddenly turned his head, his angry expression instantly turning into smugness.

He thought it was someone from his family who had come to visit.

Father Wang Defa or fourth uncle Wang Zhengye must have brought enough men and connections to suppress the people from the patrol office.

He raised his chin and shouted towards the door in an almost arrogant tone:

"See? My family has come to pick me up!"

"You lot, just you wait. I'll deal with you one by one when I get out of here!"

But the people who came in were neither Wang Defa nor Wang Zhengye, but two young men.

The one in front had a well-proportioned figure, an ordinary face, and wore a plain dark coat; there was nothing particularly special about him.

The man behind him was extremely burly, with broad shoulders and a strong build. He was taller than anyone Wang Feixiang had ever seen, and just standing there gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

Neither of them was wearing the uniform of the patrol office.

Wang Feixiang frowned, looked them up and down, and spoke with suspicion in his voice:

"Who are you? Are you also from the Inspection Bureau? No, I recognize the uniforms of the Inspection Bureau, you're not."

He paused, then suddenly seemed to remember something, his face darkening again. "I don't care who you are, release me right now, or you'll regret it when I get out!"

Zhao Dayong, standing next to him, chimed in, "That's right! Your inspection department has no right to detain state civil servants! This is a violation of regulations! I want to see your leaders!"

The young man walking in front did not respond.

The staff seemed to have received instructions from above and immediately packed up and left.

The young man, Wang Xian, walked to the interrogation table, pulled out a chair, and sat down unhurriedly.

Wang Feixiang was taken aback by the tone.

The person in front of me spoke slowly and deliberately, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Wang Feixiang felt a little uncomfortable under the gaze, but he quickly suppressed it, gave a cold laugh, and puffed out his chest:

"My Wang family has extensive connections in Nanzhao Province! Believe me or not, I can strip you naked with just one word!"

"Not only that, I can also pin a crime on you and send you to jail for life!"

After listening, Wang Xian chuckled and said, "Then your Xingquan Wang family really has quite a wide network of connections."

Wang Feixiang thought he was scared, and the sneer on his lips became even more smug:

"Good to know."

"If you know what's good for you, release me now, kowtow and apologize to me, and I might consider not pursuing the matter further."

"Otherwise, once I get out, not only you, but your families won't have a peaceful life!"

As soon as he finished speaking...

Wang Xian's face suddenly turned cold. He looked into Wang Feixiang's eyes and said expressionlessly:

"Wang Feixiang, the third young master of the Wang family of Xingquan."

"Two years ago, Ling Mine illegally began mining, concealed its reserves, and mined beyond its designated boundaries."

"A year ago, they forcibly bought six plots of land, coerced the homeowners into signing documents, and injured four people."

"Six months ago, two ordinary people died in an 'accident,' and the evidence at the scene indicated homicide. These two ordinary people had offended you before the 'accident' occurred."

"besides--"

He paused, then continued, "Now, you instructed Xu Ling to trick Yuan Tianzhen into giving up his ancestral jade pendant, force him to kneel in the street, and beat him in public."

"Do you acknowledge these?"

Wang Feixiang's expression changed.

He hadn't expected that the person in front of him knew so much about his background.

He didn't do those things discreetly, but they weren't things that just anyone could find out about.

He felt a momentary panic, but when he thought of his identity, the status of the Xingquan Wang family in Nanzhao Province, and the number one genius of the Great Xia standing behind him, he felt at ease again.

He gritted his teeth and stubbornly denied it:

"I don't know what you're talking about! This is a frame-up! A setup! Do you have any evidence?"

Wang Xian looked at him, her gaze as cold as if she were looking at a dead man: "So, you're saying you won't admit to any of these crimes?"

"I didn't do anything! Stop making baseless accusations!" Wang Feixiang slammed his fist on the table in anger, the psionic handcuffs vibrating as he struggled. "Who do you think you are? How dare you interrogate me like this?"

"Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my uncle is? If you dare lay a finger on me again, I'll make sure your whole family never lives!"

Wang Xian didn't get angry. She simply turned around and said calmly to Qin Chong behind her, "He's too noisy. Give him a slap to calm him down."