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

Chen Shan on the other end of the phone was a little confused and bewildered, and denied it outright.

"Shiya, the provincial department did not conduct any surprise inspections today, so it's not one of my people."

"It's possible this is a special undercover investigation by Zhao Donglai from the Municipal Bureau. Stay calm, I'll contact him immediately to verify."

"Alright, Director Chen, hurry up! The breach in the Shanshui Building can't be opened. Otherwise, many people will be doomed."

Relying on the background of the Shanshui Group, Jia Fengtian felt fearless. Seeing that the plainclothes officers remained silent, he immediately stepped forward to stop them, his face full of arrogance.

Do you have a search warrant?

Do you even know where you are? Shanshui Group is a key cultural tourism enterprise in Handong Province. How dare you trespass...

Before he could finish speaking, a plainclothes officer raised his leg and kicked him.

With a clean and decisive strike, Jia Fengtian, weighing over 200 pounds, was thrown into the air and crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

Before he could even stand up, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed directly against his temple.

The chill was bone-chilling.

"Shut up. We are ordered to arrest terrorists. Those who resist will be dealt with on the spot."

"Terrorists...terrorists?"

Jia Fengtian was so scared he wet himself.

He's been in Jingzhou for so many years, daring to make money and act recklessly, but he wouldn't dare touch anything related to counter-terrorism. If this label were attached to him, he'd probably lose his life.

He covered his head with his hands, not daring to move or even breathe.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is an ingrained trait of street thugs.

Deputy General Manager Zhang Tianfeng realized the situation was getting out of control and contacted Zhao Ruilong for help.

The call connected, and Zhao Ruilong's languid voice came through: "Mr. Zhang, what's up?"

Zhang Tianfeng's voice trembled: "President Zhao, something's happened! A large group of armed plainclothes officers raided the Shanshui Building. Their identities are unknown, and they started arresting people. We couldn't stop them!"

Zhao Ruilong on the other end of the phone was instantly stunned.

The Shanshui Group has been deeply rooted in Jingzhou for many years, backed by a network of connections. They have always been the ones who control others, and no one has ever dared to challenge them.

Zhao Ruilong's voice suddenly tightened: "Investigate! Whose people are they?! The municipal bureau and the provincial department have all been contacted. Who has the guts to do this?"

Before he could continue asking questions, Zhang Tianfeng's call was completely cut off due to signal jamming.

The atmosphere inside the penthouse suite was enchanting.

Chen Qingquan shed his administrative jacket, completely abandoning the dignified and refined demeanor of a court vice president.

The room was bathed in warm, ambiguous light, exuding a touch of extravagance.

My beloved Russian foreign teacher, Ostrovsky, is right beside me.

My long-cherished wish to "take a foreign language course" has finally come true.

Chen Qingquan found his home dull and boring, while this place was paradise on earth, his so-called sanctuary for his soul.

Ostrovsky was practically his soulmate.

The door was pushed open without warning, making a loud bang.

Liu Hailong led his men in, his gaze sweeping over the messy room, his eyes cold.

A pile of clothes was scattered on the ground.

Chen Qingquan was so frightened that his whole body stiffened. He hurriedly pulled the blanket over himself, burying his face in it, wishing he could disappear on the spot.

"You must be Chen Qingquan, the vice president of the Jingzhou Intermediate People's Court?"

Chen Qingquan quickly covered his face, trying to bluff his way out, his voice muffled.

"You've mistaken me for someone else, you've definitely mistaken me for someone else, I'm not..."

Liu Hailong was too lazy to listen to his excuses, so he took out Chen Qingquan's identification documents and slapped them on the bed.

Chen Qingquan felt a chill run down his spine and immediately cowered. "Comrades! What unit are you from? I'm Secretary Gao Yuliang's secretary; we're practically acquaintances. You can't just arrest people randomly!"

Liu Hailong scoffed, "Chen Qingquan, you have no right to interfere, nor are you qualified to ask."

Chen Qingquan retorted, "I'm here to learn a foreign language. You've got the wrong person."

Liu Hailong pointed at Chen Qingquan's lower body, "Dean Chen, who has ever seen two people, naked and in bed, learning a foreign language in broad daylight?"

Chen Qingquan fell silent.

Two plainclothes officers stepped forward, put hoods on the flustered Chen Qingquan and the bewildered Ostrovsky, and put them in the car.

The suite next door.

Qin Ben is currently fully immersed in learning a foreign language.

That's an outrageous attitude.

She was half-squatting by the bed, extremely relaxed.

The door was pushed open.

Qin Ben froze, his scalp tingling. He wrapped himself in a bath towel and quickly climbed onto the window.

Liu Hailong raised his gun, aimed it at Qin Ben's head, and said coldly, "Kid, if you move, I'll shoot you on the spot."

At this moment, Qin Ben, who was usually shrewd and worldly-wise in the Jingzhou Municipal Government, completely lost his composure.

All the dignity of cadres and the airs of officialdom crumbled in an instant.

He raised his hands high, shouting, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Grandpa, spare my life! I won't move, I won't move at all!"

The blonde, blue-eyed woman beside him was terrified, her face turning pale. She curled up on the bed, too scared to move.

Plainclothes officers quickly stepped forward, subdued the two men, put hoods on them, and escorted them out of the room in an orderly manner.

In the final stages of the arrests, Liu Hailong was extremely meticulous, never leaving any potential problems unresolved.

He gave instructions to his subordinates.

"Go to the monitoring room, clear all today's surveillance footage, remove the hard drives, and take them all away for safekeeping."

Leave no trace, and prevent future troubles.

His subordinates immediately accepted the order and went to carry it out.

Just twenty minutes later, the bustling and extravagant Shanshui Building fell completely silent.

The security personnel at the Shanshui Group remained silent, and no one dared to stop them.

Life is only once, so we must cherish it doubly.

Handong Military Region.

trial room.

This place is different from the interrogation room of the local discipline inspection commission; there is no fancy equipment here.

The four white walls create a spacious and cold atmosphere, providing excellent sound insulation.

In the silent space, even the sound of breathing was amplified infinitely, carrying an oppressive and chilling atmosphere.

There were no cameras, and no one taking statements.

Qi Tongwei sat down at the interrogation table, his shirt neat and clean, his expression calm, showing no sign of emotional fluctuation.

Chen Qingquan sat in the chair opposite him, his hood already removed.

His hair was disheveled, and his suit was wrinkled; he had long lost any of the refined and dignified demeanor of the vice president of the Intermediate People's Court.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked disheveled.

A moment of passion led to his imprisonment.

Qi Tongwei tapped his fingertips lightly on the cold tabletop. "Dean Chen, is learning a foreign language really that good?"

A casual remark struck Chen Qingquan like a hammer blow.

Chen Qingquan slumped into the chair.

We're doomed.

"Governor Qi, now that things have come to this, my crimes have been exposed, and there's nothing left to hide."

My wife and I have had a strained relationship for years, and our home is cold and devoid of warmth.

"Learning foreign languages ​​is my only hobby in my life, and it's always been that I secretly pursue it."

A hint of mockery flashed across Qi Tongwei's eyes, but his face remained expressionless.

"Chen Qingquan, if it weren't me arresting you today, but Tian Guofu, what would you do?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingquan trembled violently, and his face turned deathly pale.

Who is Tian Guofu?

Once something falls into his hands, there will be no mercy, no flexibility, only strict adherence to official procedures.

Moreover, in Chen Qingquan's eyes, Tian Guofu is a typical hypocrite.

Chen Qingquan's Adam's apple bobbed. "Then I'm completely ruined. My official position is gone, my future is destroyed, and my entire career in politics is wiped out."

If you know today, why should you be in the beginning.

Qi Tongwei nodded slightly. "It's good that you understand."

I ask you, in the previous equity dispute case involving Dafeng Factory, were there any loopholes or flaws in the judgment issued by the Jingzhou Intermediate People's Court?

"Now, I'm giving you a chance to rectify and correct this as soon as possible."

This was the real purpose of Qi Tongwei's private interrogation.

Arresting people is just a means to an end; the ultimate goal is to overturn cases, reshuffle the ranks, and manipulate the political landscape of Jingzhou.

Chen Qingquan snapped out of his daze, clutching at this only straw, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes.

With a "thump," he knelt on the ground, his posture extremely humble.

"Governor Qi! I know I was wrong!"

Qi Tongwei leaned back in his chair. "Oh, I made a mistake?"

If you do something wrong, you should be punished.

This is the price of making mistakes.