Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

"A good person?!"

Li Jianguo, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly raised his voice.

A buzzing echoed from inside the beat-up Santana.

His fingers, holding the cigarette, trembled violently, and ash fell onto his navy blue police trousers with a "plop".

"Shen Qinghan! Did Su Ye drug you?!"

Li Jianguo roughly patted the cigarette ash off his legs.

The force was so great it seemed like he was venting his anger.

"His father is Su Sihai, the biggest gang leader in Longhai City! He was already collecting loan sharks at underground casinos when he was only fourteen!"

His eyes were red as he stared intently at the provincial policewoman huddled up in the passenger seat.

"You're telling me he's a good person? Are those hundreds of muscular men he recruited on the streets doing charity work?!"

Shen Qinghan leaned against the car door, which was scorching hot from the sun.

The back of my T-shirt was soaked with sweat, sticking stickily to my back.

She took a deep breath of the stuffy air in the car, which was filled with the smell of tobacco and sweat.

My lungs felt like they were stuffed with a handful of dry grass, and every breath was painfully stretched.

"Chief...I saw it with my own eyes."

Shen Qinghan's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"There were no illicit accounts or drugs in his safe."

She swallowed hard, her Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

"They're all remittance slips. For Hope Primary Schools in mountainous areas, for the families of police officers who died in the line of duty... a total of thirty-six families of martyrs."

"The 20,000 yuan that Old Zhang's wife receives every month for her life-saving treatment is paid by Su Ye!"

"Snapped!"

Li Jianguo slapped the steering wheel.

The aging horn emitted a short, piercing "beep."

The vibrations stopped the cicadas chirping in the trees.

"Sugar-coated bullets! This is the capitalist's most common whitewashing tactic!"

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.

"You think you can wipe away all the bad debts you made in the past with just a few tattered remittance slips?"

Li Jianguo reached out to grab the enamel mug on the center console, his hands trembling so much he could barely hold it.

The tea spilled onto half of the gearshift.

"Qinghan, you're a policeman! What's wrong with your brain?! Has it been completely devoured by that refined scoundrel's appearance?!"

Captain Gu, who was sitting in the back row, had bloodshot eyes and quickly leaned out.

He subconsciously touched the scar on the back of his head, a result of being hit by the "Five Years of College Entrance Examinations and Three Years of Simulation" drills.

My fingertip brushed against the raised skin, and my scalp tingled.

"Comrade Shen...please calm down."

Captain Gu stammered for a moment, then awkwardly tried to smooth things over.

"The director is anxious too. We've been following the Sihai Group for so long, but we haven't managed to dig up any substantial evidence. The higher-ups are pressing us hard."

Shen Qinghan ignored Captain Gu.

She stared at Li Jianguo's face, which was distorted by anger and staying up all night.

"Chief, he hasn't figured me out."

She gritted her teeth, drawing blood from her lower lip, the taste of rust filling her mouth.

"I'm disgusted by our own suspicion."

She grabbed a handful of her messy hair haphazardly, her voice filled with barely suppressed despair.

"These past few months, I've felt like a clown. He started a food delivery company, and we said he was running an underground transportation network; he forced his underlings to take the CPA exam, and we said he was building a sophisticated money laundering team."

Shen Qinghan's tears fell in a steady stream, splashing onto her jeans and creating dark water stains.

"But what was the result? They paid more taxes than the city's state-owned enterprises!"

"This morning he saw that my eyes were red, so he specially approved half a month of paid annual leave for me to go to Haikou..."

"Shut up!"

Li Jianguo rudely interrupted her, tearing open the top button of his collar.

The veins on his neck were throbbing.

"Taking a vacation? He even gives you perks?!"

Li Jianguo laughed out of anger, the sound even more unpleasant than crying.

"Great, what a brilliant tactic! He's even corrupted the provincial department's top undercover agent to the point where he's considering resigning!"

He pointed at Shen Qinghan's nose, his finger almost poking her face.

"If you dare to resign today, you'll be unworthy of the police uniform you've worn for the rest of your life!"

Shen Qinghan turned her head away, avoiding the rough finger.

She gritted her teeth and swallowed back her sobs.

The carriage fell into dead silence.

Only the old blower of the car's air conditioner made a "whooshing" noise.

Just then.

"Knock knock knock".

Someone knocked on the driver's side window.

Li Jianguo shuddered, and his hand instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

Captain Gu also sat up abruptly, his hands on the holster at his lower back, his molars grinding together.

Shen Qinghan was so startled that her heart skipped a beat.

Li Jianguo slowly lowered the car window and squinted as he looked out.

A man wearing a yellow helmet and an oversized gray suit was standing outside the car.

His face was covered in dust, his skin was tanned dark, and he was carrying a woven bag printed with "Sihai Construction".

This man was Gao Qiang, the deputy general manager sent by the criminal investigation team to infiltrate Sihai Construction.

"Old Gao?"

Captain Gu breathed a sigh of relief and removed his hand from the holster.

"What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be overseeing the construction site in the eastern shantytown?"

Gao Qiang peered out the car window and looked around.

He swallowed hard, his voice trembling as if he were about to cry.

"Bureau Chief... Captain Gu."

Gao Qiang wiped the sweat and dust off his face, leaving a black mark on his suit sleeve.

"I...I just couldn't hold it in any longer. I asked the foreman for half a day off and came all the way here to find you."

Li Jianguo frowned, suppressing his anger.

"What happened? Did Su Ye cut corners on building materials? Or did he carry out a forced demolition and injure someone?"

"no……"

Gao Qiang sniffed, his eyes reddening.

He shakily pulled open the dirty woven bag and dumped its contents onto the passenger seat.

Splash!

A pile of red notebooks and certificates fell onto Shen Qinghan's lap.

"What is this?" Li Jianguo was stunned.

Gao Qiang pointed at the notebooks, his lips trembling.

"Director...this is the nomination certificate for the Luban Prize that was just issued by the city."

His voice trailed off, "That kid, Su Ye, not only didn't carry out a forced demolition, he also paid for resettlement housing for the holdout residents."

"The project quality is the best in the province. The veteran expert Xu Dajiang praises my leadership skills on the construction site every day."

Gao Qiang sniffed.

"Yesterday, Su Ye gave me a cash bonus of two million yuan and also provided me with a BMW 7 Series."

He suddenly burst into tears.

A criminal police officer in his thirties squatted outside the door of a Santana car, crying like a two-hundred-pound child.

"Chief! I don't want to be an undercover agent anymore! My wife says she wants to buy a house next to the construction site so I can stay here as a contractor for the rest of my life!"

Li Jianguo's mind went blank.

My blood pressure shot straight to the top of my head like a runaway dog.

He looked at Gao Qiang, whose legs were piled high with certificates, and then at Shen Qinghan, whose eyes were red from crying, in the passenger seat.

A guy who got hit with two million and a BMW is now thinking about becoming a construction foreman.

One person was so moved by the remittance slip and the goji berries that he decided to resign.

The spies he sent out were all corrupted to dust by the sugar-coated bullets of capital!

"They've rebelled...they've all rebelled!"

Li Jianguo's vision blurred, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly to keep himself from passing out.

He clenched his back teeth, making a grinding sound that made your teeth ache.

"The cleaner he is, the more it shows how well he's hiding his true nature!"

Li Jianguo roared at the three people in the carriage like a cornered beast.

"You really think he's here to do charity?! He's buying people's hearts! He's paving the way for an even bigger crime next time!"

He pointed at Gao Qiang.

"Two million was enough to buy you out?!"

Then he pointed at Shen Qinghan.

"A jar of goji berries moved you?!"

Li Jianguo's eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and he was spitting out words of saliva.

"I'm telling you! As long as I, Li Jianguo, am in this position, no one is allowed to stop this undercover mission!"

He slapped the dial, making the plastic parts on it creak.

"Shen Qinghan! Weren't you supposed to be on vacation?!"

"Go! Take the listening equipment and head to Haikou! Investigate whether Sihai Group has any money laundering channels in its branches there!"

Shen Qinghan's heart sank completely when she saw the furious bureau chief.

She knew that Li Jianguo had fallen into a kind of stubborn obsession.

He couldn't accept that a former gangster could be cleaner than law enforcement officers like them.

"it is good."

Shen Qinghan wiped away her tears, her eyes turning unusually cold.

"I'll check. But if after two weeks I still can't find any problems..."

She opened the car door and got out.

The sunlight was so bright that she squinted.

"Director Li, I will personally return this police uniform to the provincial department."