Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Hou Liangping was a little excited, "Haizi, I've done a great job here!"

Zhao Dehan confessed on the spot, and was caught red-handed with the stolen goods. The account books were also obtained!

"Hurry up and arrest Ding Yizhen immediately! Don't let him escape!"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Hai's spirits lifted.

He even succeeded with his own brother.

Just arrest them.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Hai went to the chief prosecutor's office immediately to report to Ji Changming in person.

Upon hearing the news, Ji Changming dared not delay and immediately contacted Tian Guofu.

"Secretary Guofu, the operation in Beijing went very smoothly. Zhao Dehan was captured and the evidence was recovered."

The comrades from the Supreme People's Procuratorate's Anti-Corruption Bureau ordered us to arrest Ding Yizhen immediately.

Tian Guofu responded: "Arrest them!"

No hesitation, everyone take action!

"We must capture Ding Yizhen."

Imperial Garden Villas.

Hou Liangping stood tall and proud in front of the refrigerator.

He turned to look at the two people on the sofa and said stiffly, "Minister Lu, Minister Song."

The suspect was caught red-handed, and the evidence was complete.

The evidence against Zhao Dehan in your department for embezzlement and corruption is irrefutable.

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will also be crooked. With a major corruption case involving subordinates, you two leaders cannot escape responsibility for dereliction of duty."

Full of confidence, aggressive.

Song Yunhui's expression remained unchanged as he calmly asked, "Hou Liangping, are you sure?"

"I'm sure, absolutely certain!" Hou Liangping said without the slightest hesitation.

Song Yunhui pointed to the refrigerator. "Director Hou, take a closer look. What's inside the refrigerator?"

Hou Liangping frowned slightly and looked down at the neatly stacked cash.

To the naked eye, the banknotes are printed neatly, with pure colors and no abnormalities.

"Money is not a problem," Hou Liangping said confidently.

Fang Ping sneered from the side, "Director Hou, take out a banknote, turn it over, and look at the back."

Hou Liangping casually pulled out a wad of banknotes and examined them.

The next second, his pupils dilated sharply.

On the back of the banknote are three clear and glaring black characters: "Practice Ticket".

Those three simple words were like a bucket of ice water poured over my head.

Hou Liangping's fingers were stiff as he mechanically pulled out several stacks of banknotes.

Each stack contained bank-issued practice vouchers.

Its feel, thickness, and appearance are enough to fool anyone.

Except for those three words.

The entire room fell into dead silence.

Hou Liangping's mind went blank, his brain shut down, and he stood there stunned.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

They shoved all the practice tickets onto the ground.

Finally, what appeared before me was a sketch.

The image above shows a male monkey with its long tongue sticking out.

He muttered to himself, somewhat dazed, "Someone must have tampered with it beforehand, deliberately switching them!"

He panicked and lost his composure, no longer the calm person he once was.

This sketch also insulted Hou Liangping's fragile ego.

"Hahaha! Marquis Changxinzi!" Zhao Dehan continued to laugh. "Hou Liangping, I was just acting with you. I, Zhao Dehan, am a well-known model of integrity. How could I possibly solicit bribes?"

Zhao Dehan was absolutely certain that everything inside the villa had been dealt with.

Since I'm bound to be punished anyway, I might as well take the opportunity to confront Hou Liangping.

Fang Ping scoffed, "The head of the investigation department of the Anti-Corruption Bureau is being completely fooled by a refrigerator full of training coupons."

"If word gets out, aren't you afraid people in the industry will laugh their heads off?"

Hou Liangping's face turned pale and then red, and he stiffly lowered his head to look at the three account books in his hand.

He forced himself to suppress his panic and quickly opened the first notebook.

The cover appears thick and formal, but the handwriting inside is messy and illegible.

Five large characters came into view: "The Complete Guide to the Tightening Spell".

Hou Liangping's fingers trembled, and he hurriedly flipped to the second book.

The cover is ordinary, the content is childish, and it boldly proclaims "100,000 Whys".

The last one was even more outrageous.

The yellowed paper was densely covered with annotations on herbs from the Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica.

There was not a single record of bribery, nor a trace of evidence of corruption.

It's just a tattered book with a notebook cover.

Hou Liangping felt cold all over, his hands and feet were stiff, and his scalp was numb.

Outrageous.

absurd.

ridiculous.

It turns out the clown was himself.

Lu Xiaola, who had been sitting silently, slowly stood up.

He lit a cigarette, instantly exuding an aura of oppressive power.

"Hou Liangping, on our energy department's turf, you are acting recklessly, making subjective assumptions, and handling cases haphazardly."

The Zhong family's behavior was extremely unseemly.

The tone was not harsh, but every word was piercing.

Hou Liangping's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to explain, "Minister Lu, it's a misunderstanding. Someone must have switched the bodies."

Lu Xiaola raised her hand to interrupt, her tone firm and showing no mercy.

"Hou Liangping, you have no right to speak to me."

Now, call your father-in-law, Zhong Zhengguo.

"Get that old bastard over here in person and apologize to us."

In a single sentence, they completely broke off relations.

Hou Liangping felt a chill run down his spine. Making his father-in-law apologize in public was tantamount to nailing the Zhong family to the pillar of shame.

He dared not fight, nor could he fight.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Hou Liangping's fingers trembled as he dialed Zhong Xiaoai's number.

"Honey, something's happened. Something terrible?"

Zhong Xiaoai asked gently, puzzled, "Monkey, what's wrong?"

"I was investigating Zhao Dehan, but I was completely set up and played. Now I'm trapped in Dijingyuan. Ministers Lu Xiaola and Song Yunhui are holding me captive and demanding that my father and Director Qin come and apologize in person before they will release me." Hou Liangping said, feeling utterly helpless.

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Zhong Xiaoai sighed softly.

"Monkey, you're being too impulsive. Don't try to tough it out; I'll call Dad now."

After hanging up the phone, Chung Hsiao-ai contacted Chung Cheng-kuo directly.

Upon learning of the serious trouble his son-in-law had caused, Chung Cheng-kuo gripped his phone, his brow furrowed.

He had originally thought that once Hou Liangping got the ledgers today, he could take control of the energy sector.

However, to my surprise, it still went wrong.

Left with no other choice, Zhong Zhengguo dialed Qin Siyuan's number.

"Siyuan, come with me to the Imperial Capital Garden."

The relationships and connections within officialdom are deeply entrenched.

One glory and one glory.

The living room of the villa.

Hou Liangping was still unwilling to give up and wanted to make a final struggle.

Ding Yizhen's information flashed through his mind, and he dialed Chen Hai's number.

"Hai Zi, has Ding Yizhen been caught yet?"

The wind was howling on the other end of the phone, and Chen Hai's voice was hurried.

"Monkey, we're in action. The target is still at the Jingzhou Hotel. I'll call you back shortly."

The phone hangs up.

Without him.

Hou Liangping's phone ran out of battery.

Hou Liangping really wanted to smash his phone, but he couldn't bear to.

Jingzhou.

Jingzhou Hotel.

Lin Huahua and Zhou Zheng received a call from Lu Yike and walked towards the fat man in a suit.

Zhou Zheng was immediately handcuffed.

but.

next second.

Confused.

They are similar in build but have completely different appearances.

They arrested the wrong person.

Upon further inquiry, it was learned that Ding Yizhen had already left.

Lin Huahua's expression changed drastically, and her heart sank.

Ding Yizhen actually got away.

Immediately contact Lu Yike, "Director Lu, the person has escaped!"

Ding Yizhen left sometime ago; we lost track of him!

Lu Yike paused, "Hua Hua, don't panic."

You stay at the hotel and check each room one by one, retrieving all the surveillance footage. I'll be there shortly.

Handong Provincial Procuratorate.

The prosecutor's office.

Chen Hai gripped his phone, his head throbbing. "Inspector Ji, we've lost track of him. Ding Yizhen pulled off a clever escape."