Anti-gang campaign: Female bureau chief

The director's intention is that this case will be handled at a higher level from now on, with the Provincial Criminal Investigation Department directly leading the investigation, and the Yi'an Municipal Public Security Bureau providing assistance. As the deputy leader of the special task force, you will be fully responsible for frontline command.

"Received." Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment, then asked,

"What about Gu Changhe? What's his attitude in the hall?"

Zhou Pei was silent for a few seconds, then lowered his voice:

"Gu Changhe's rank is deputy director-general, so the provincial department cannot take direct action against him. However, the department has already reported the relevant situation to the provincial discipline inspection commission."

The Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection replied that they were already paying attention to the Yi'an issue, but needed more evidence. The transfer of benefits between Gu Changhe and Shen Wangshan must be thoroughly investigated, especially regarding the 20 million yuan investment.

The provincial discipline inspection commission will not file a case against Gu Changhe until conclusive evidence is available.

"Understood." Jiang Ruolan hung up the phone and started the car.

She knew that after tonight, Yi An would no longer be the same Yi An.

The skeleton that had been curled up in the quarry for three years would be like a bomb, blasting an irreparable hole into Shen Wangshan's criminal empire, which he had painstakingly built over thirty years.

Zhao Biao's confession, Xu Guangfa's corpse, and Ren Pengfei's imminent arrest—these three threads will bind Shen Wangshan firmly to the noose of the law, tightening it ever tighter.

As for Gu Changhe, that most cunning fish, he's still hiding in the muddy waters. But muddy waters will eventually clear up.

Jiang Ruolan drove her car through the streets of Yi'an.

Tonight, Yi'an is different from usual—there are many more police cars on the streets, red and blue lights are flashing everywhere, and the sound of walkie-talkies is constant.

The entire city seemed to be covered by an invisible net, and the person who cast the net was sitting in an inconspicuous black car, calmly directing the closing of the net at each point.

At 10 p.m., the first news came—Ren Pengfei had been apprehended.

The operation to capture Ren Pengfei went very smoothly, even more smoothly than expected.

When the special police stormed into the private room on the third floor of the Golden Coast Club, Ren Pengfei was drinking and singing with two women in his arms. There were more than a dozen empty beer bottles and several untouched fruit platters on the coffee table.

When he saw the special police breaking down the door, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, a very unrestrained laugh, as if he had long expected this day.

"You're here?" He pushed the woman beside him aside, stood up, and stretched out his hands.

"Come on, handcuff me. I've been wanting to quit serving you for ages."

He did not resist, nor did he ask why he was being arrested.

As he was being led into the police car, he glanced back at the magnificent entrance of the Golden Coast Club and spat on the ground.

The second piece of news came at 10:30—Qian Shouyi had been summoned to the Fengmao Group headquarters.

Unlike Ren Pengfei's composure, Qian Shouyi appeared extremely panicked. He kept repeating, "I am a legitimate businessman" and "I don't know anything," and even tried to call his lawyer before being taken away.

However, his phone was confiscated by the police in accordance with the law, and he was unable to make any calls.

When the third message arrived, Jiang Ruolan was waiting outside the interrogation room. Lu Zheng strode over, his expression grave.

"Director Jiang, Zhou Wenxuan has run away."

Jiang Ruolan turned around, her gaze suddenly becoming sharp:

"When did you run away?"

"Just half an hour before our operation, surveillance footage from Fengmao Group showed that he left work at 6 p.m. as usual and returned to his apartment."

Then, around eight o'clock, he drove a car out of the apartment's underground parking garage and never appeared again.

We checked the car's license plate; it was a fake. His cell phone signal was last detected near the long-distance bus station in the south of the city, and then it was switched off.

"Someone tipped us off." Jiang Ruolan's voice was as cold as ice.

"The news of our search of the quarry this afternoon reached Shen Wangshan's ears. Shen Wangshan knew that we would follow Xu Guangfa's lead to arrest people, so he let Zhou Wenxuan escape in advance."

Zhou Wenxuan was his chief steward, and almost all the core secrets were in Zhou Wenxuan's hands. For Shen Wangshan, protecting Zhou Wenxuan was tantamount to protecting his own life.

"I have already set up checkpoints at all exits from the city and also deployed people at the bus and train stations, but if he ran away before our operation, he may have already left Yian by now."

"It doesn't necessarily mean they left Yi'an." Jiang Ruolan pondered for a moment.

"Zhou Wenxuan is the person Shen Wangshan trusts the most. This trust is not only based on interests, but also on the fact that he has mastered all of Shen Wangshan's secrets."

If he really did escape from Yi'an, Shen Wangshan would be even more afraid—afraid he would spread rumors. Therefore, Shen Wangshan wouldn't let him go too far; he's most likely hiding somewhere near Yi'an. Continue the search, expanding the search area to the towns and villages surrounding Yi'an.

"Yes."

Lu Zheng turned to leave, but Jiang Ruolan called him back:

Where is Shen Wangshan now?

"He's not at the group headquarters, nor at Golden Coast. Our people went to his villa, but couldn't find him. His phone is switched off," Lu Zheng said.

"But we found his car in the underground parking lot of the Fengmao Group headquarters. It was a black Maybach. The car was still there, which means he did not leave Yi'an."

Jiang Ruolan was silent for a moment, then said:

"He must still be in Yi'an. Yi'an is his old stronghold. He has been operating here for thirty years and knows every inch of the land by heart. If he wants to hide, there are plenty of places."

But we don't have the resources to search the entire city for him right now—we need to interrogate Ren Pengfei and Qian Shouyi first; those two have just as much information on them as Zhao Biao."

The interrogation began at 11 p.m.

Jiang Ruolan chose to interrogate Qian Shouyi first. In her opinion, Qian Shouyi was the easiest to break through among these people.

Ren Pengfei was a fugitive by birth, tough and unwilling to speak up easily; while Qian Shouyi was a scholar, an accountant, a man who made a living with his brain, the kind of person who best knew how to calculate pros and cons.

When the situation becomes clear, he will make the most rational and self-interested choice.

Sure enough, when Qian Shouyi was brought into the interrogation room, he looked completely broken.

His black-rimmed glasses were askew on his nose, one button on his shirt was fastened incorrectly, and his hair was a mess, making him look completely different from the meticulous "Master Qian" he usually was.

He sat down in the chair, rubbing his hands together incessantly, his eyes darting around.

Jiang Ruolan sat down opposite him, not in a hurry to speak, but simply placed a document on the table.

It was a copy of a search warrant that listed a large number of financial accounts, contracts, and electronic storage devices found in Qian Shouyi's office and residence.

"Qian Shouyi, you're a smart man," Jiang Ruolan said calmly.

"You know why we arrested you."

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