I chose one of four options at the start, and I chose the number one clan in Lingnan.

Outside the small conference room at the airport, Liang Wenbin was taken away by the provincial inspection team.

Sun Jianguo, still holding the temporary appointment document, hadn't recovered from the shock he'd just felt.

Lin Ting did not linger at the airport.

Liang Wenbin's final words were more important than the gold bars in the box.

Something's going to happen at Lin's Pharmaceutical Factory.

The convoy drove back to the South District from the outer ring road of the airport. Lin Fu sat in the passenger seat with his computer on the whole time.

On the car radio, several morning programs in the provincial capital were broadcasting the same news.

"Lin's traditional Chinese medicine is suspected of containing nephrotoxic ingredients; three patients experienced kidney failure after taking it."

"Wang Family Hospital provided the test report."

"Experts from Tiankang Group recommend that pharmacies throughout the province suspend the sale of Lin's medicines."

Lin Fu pushed several electronic news articles in front of Lin Ting.

The image on the headline is glaringly offensive.

Three photos of hospital beds, three lab reports, and three videos of family members crying and pleading.

The report was signed by the Medical News Department of the Provincial Evening News.

Xia Xue sat in the back row, still holding the hard drive. After reading the title, she pressed her fingers against the edge of the screen.

"This layout wasn't produced by the investigation department."

Lin Ting looked at her, and Xia Xue turned the computer away.

"The front page of the provincial capital's evening newspaper normally goes through three rounds of review, but this article was sent to print at 11 p.m. last night."

The editor-in-chief, Zhou Qiming, personally signed off on it, bypassing the legal and investigation departments.

Lin Fu opened another document.

"Grandpa, all three patients are hospitalized at Wang Family Hospital, and the test reports are stamped with the seal of the Wang Family Hospital Laboratory Department."

The expert commentary comes from Tiankang Group. A reminder letter from the provincial pharmaceutical association is also included at the bottom of the article.

Lin Ting flipped to the end of the reminder letter.

Signature.

Provincial Capital Medical Association.

Chairman, Shen Chengze.

Lin Ting put the tablet back on the table.

"They have a clear division of labor."

At 10 a.m., the temporary command center at Buckingham Palace was set up.

The original VIP suite on the top floor of the hotel was converted into a command center by Lin Fu.

A provincial logistics route map hangs on the wall, and pharmaceutical batch forms, quality inspection reports, media lists, and hospital inpatient records are laid out on the table.

The old pharmaceutical factory also called.

After the old Kang Sheng factory was converted into Lin's Pharmaceutical production line, the entrance was blocked by more than a dozen media outlets. Some people carried video cameras, some carried microphones, and several patients' family members held up banners.

The banner read, "Lin's black medicine is killing people."

Lin Dayou cursed very directly on the phone.

"Grandpa, more than thirty people have arrived at the factory gate, and the medicine truck can't get out. The market supervision people have also arrived, saying they want to conduct random inspections."

Lin Ting picked up the phone.

"Open the factory gates. Market regulators, drug administration officials, and third-party testing personnel are all welcome. Media are not allowed in the production area. Anyone who climbs over the wall will be treated as disrupting production."

"Where are the ones who were holding up the banners?"

"Don't touch it. Take clear pictures of the people, the banner, and who handed them the manuscript."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fu gave another set of data.

"The evening paper was printed in 200,000 copies, and an additional 100,000 copies were printed. All 15 local newspapers in the province reprinted it. Distribution trucks left the warehouse at 4 a.m., and half of them are still in the sorting center."

Xia Xue frowned.

"They need to race against time. If the newspapers are distributed throughout the province, even if Lin's Pharmaceutical Factory passes the tests, they will be condemned to death first."

Lin Ting placed his cane on the table.

"Then don't let the newspapers get out."

Lin Fu looked up.

Lin Ting spoke.

"Notify Lin's Logistics that all trunk line trucks in the province should stop accepting deliveries to the Provincial Evening News. Any newspaper that publishes false news about Lin's Pharmaceutical Factory will not be accepted, delivered, or transferred to warehouses."

For existing contracts, the cargo safety review will be suspended. Units with outstanding debts to the trucking fleet must settle these debts first.

Lin Fu's fingers landed on the keyboard.

"Grandpa, this will block the distribution of media across the province."

"What I want is for it to get stuck."

Five minutes later, the Lin's Logistics dispatch group lit up.

The Lin family's freight truck fleets responded simultaneously from Tazhai, the county seat, the southern district of the provincial capital, the outer port, and the northern freight station.

Outside the provincial capital's evening newspaper distribution center, all twelve vans that were supposed to be loaded with newspapers were turned off.

The driver took a photo of the contract and sent it back to the company.

"Incomplete cargo information, refuse to load."

Outside the Chengdong Newspaper Warehouse, three loading and unloading ports are marked with maintenance signs.

At the Chengbei Freight Station, Lin's driver, who contracted nighttime short-haul transportation, directly cancelled his order.

Several distribution managers were so anxious that they made phone calls in the warehouse, cursing the driver for breaking the contract.

The driver turned on his phone's hands-free mode, and the legal representative from Lin's Logistics sat opposite him, replying to each sentence.

"The contract specifies the transportation of ordinary publications, excluding medical dispute materials currently under complaint. The fleet has the right to suspend operations until the risks are assessed."

The distribution department of the provincial evening newspaper wants to switch to using eight small vans.

Just as the car arrived at the East Ring Road distribution point, Lao Zhao arrived with his dump truck convoy.

He didn't block the way.

He shut down both loading and unloading stations contracted by the Lin family, citing weighbridge maintenance as the reason.

Newspapers were piled up in the warehouse, the smell of ink filling the air, and the head of the distribution department slammed the register on the table in frustration.

"Find another car! Pay double!"

The dispatcher checked and found that half of the trucks running night routes within the province were paid by Lin's Logistics, while the other half owed Lin's Cement and fuel card debts.

No one answered.

At noon, more than a hundred newsstands in the provincial capital had not received the reprinted headline.

Even newspapers reprinted in local cities are stuck in transit.

The media were still shouting outside the Lin's Pharmaceutical Factory.

Several family members sat on the ground and cried.

A middle-aged woman holds up a lab report and reads a prepared statement to the camera.

"My husband's kidneys failed after taking their medicine. The Lin family must pay with their lives."

Lin Fei stood inside the factory gate and took a picture of her from head to toe with his phone.

"Name."

The woman didn't answer, and continued to cry.

A man wearing a baseball cap next to her handed her a piece of paper.

Lin Fei raised his hand, signaling Zhongtang to point the camera at the man.

The man turned and left.

The Lin family did not pursue them.

Three minutes later, Lin Fu found his license plate number.

Wang Family Hospital outsources its security services to a company.

At 1 p.m., the drug administration completed the first batch of sealed samples for random inspection.

The third-party testing agency signed the agreement on-site.

All the batch numbers, warehouse receipts, decoction records, and factory samples of Lin's Pharmaceutical Factory are displayed in the conference room.

Lin Ting did not explain.

He only asked Lin Fu.

"Have you found the accounts of those three family members?"

Lin Fu projected the bank statement onto the screen.

The accounts of the three family members each received one million last night.

The payer is not an individual.

Jiakang Charity Foundation.

Behind the fund are two shell companies, with the ultimate investors being Tiankang Group and Wangjia Medical Equipment Company.

Xia Xue pulled up one of the recorded phone calls.

In the recording, a man speaks very clearly.

"The money has been deposited. Read the prepared statement tomorrow. Don't mention that the patient already had kidney disease, and don't mention that they've never bought Lin's medicine before."

Another female voice trembled.

"My family has never taken that medicine before. Are you sure you want to say that?"

The man smiled.

"If you took a million, don't pretend you're innocent."

No one spoke in the command room.

Lin Ting listened to the recording.

"hair."

Xia Xue looked at him.

"In whose name?"

"Use yours."

Xia Xue did not hesitate, turned on her computer, and accessed the Lin family's internal communication network.

Lin Fu organized the Lin's Logistics driver group, the Kang Sheng patient group, the old investigation department email of the provincial evening newspaper, the back-end of local self-media, and the newsstand ordering system into a publishing chain.

The title is very short.

The patient's family accepted money to fabricate evidence and record audio.

Xia Xue put the recordings, bank statements, payment fund charts, and the license plates of the security vehicles at Wang Family Hospital all on the same page.

The upload progress has jumped to 100%.

She pressed the publish button, looked up, and began to speak.

"Everyone, don't rush to criticize Lin's Pharmaceutical Factory. Listen to how this million entered the account."