Official statement: Tongwei is dead! You chose Ruijin, didn't you?

boom--! ! !

A loud bang shattered the previously deathly silence in the Hantong Provincial Party Committee compound.

The roof of Sha Ruijin's "Red Flag No. 1" limousine, which symbolized absolute power in Handong, was instantly dented.

Inside the car, the driver, who was just about to start the engine, was hit in the face by the suddenly deployed airbag. He looked up in a daze.

Seeing the blood dripping from the roof of the car, his eyelids rolled back, and he convulsed and fainted very decisively.

...

Rooftop.

The wind howled and swept across the sky, but it could not dispel the extreme cold that had solidified at this moment.

Sha Ruijin gripped the iron railing of the rooftop with both hands, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. This man who had been parachuted into Handong...

The powerful regional official, known for his "thunderous" actions, is now teetering on the brink of collapse.

This isn't just about a human life; this is a nuclear bomb!

The Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Handong Province jumped off a building in front of him, the top leader of the provincial party committee, just seconds before the organization was about to talk to him.

And just like it had a GPS tracker installed, it crashed right onto Sha Ruijin's personal vehicle!

If this scene were presented as an urgent internal document on the desks of the bigwigs, what would they think?

Did they drive the deputy secretary to his death?

Are the methods of eliminating dissidents extremely cruel?

Are they carrying out a massive political purge, leaving no way out?

"Gao Yuliang, oh Gao Yuliang..." Sha Ruijin shuddered.

"You're not just courting death, you're risking your life to overturn my table, Sha Ruijin!"

Beside him, Hou Liangping, who had just been spouting "justice" and "the people" all the time, was now slumped on the ground.

Gao Yuliang's resolute leap shattered Hou Liangping's proud moral filter.

His eyes went unfocused as he gasped for breath.

His self-proclaimed imperial sword, which he boasted could cleave through the iron curtain of Handong, at this moment, became a butcher's knife that drove his mentor to his death and might even send the entire Handong officialdom to the guillotine.

"It's over...it's all over..."

Hou Liangping muttered to himself, his former sharp and commanding presence completely gone.

Sha Ruijin slowly turned his head, looking at Hou Liangping who was slumped on the ground, his eyes filled with unfathomable coldness.

"Hou Liangping, you have truly accomplished something earth-shattering."

Sha Ruijin's voice was cold.

"Your sword has hit the load-bearing wall of Handong with pinpoint accuracy today."

...

The courtyard downstairs.

There were no screams, no onlookers, and not a single one of the unfortunate brainstem-deficient individuals dared to take out their phones to take pictures.

In the power center of the provincial party committee compound, a political instinct is an innate, factory-set characteristic.

All the witnesses seemed frozen in place, standing there dumbfounded; the only sound in the courtyard was gasping for breath.

Everyone knows that not only has the sky in Handong collapsed, but people have also been killed.

Ji Changming, the provincial procurator general who was hiding behind a tree, poked half his head out after hearing the loud noise.

Upon seeing the familiar figure on the roof of the Hongqi car, Lao Ji's legs went weak, and he slid down the tree trunk and sat on the ground with a "whoosh".

"My dear mother, fourth maternal uncle's wife..." Old Ji frantically pinched his philtrum, his old eyes wide open.

"Secretary Yuliang is really using himself as a cannon fodder! Who dares to take the blame? Anyway, it was Hou Liangping who forced this out; our procuratorate didn't see anything!"

With that, Lao Ji simply lay down in the grass and pretended to faint.

At the entrance of the compound, in the Audi that had already driven halfway out, Li Dakang suddenly turned around.

Looking at the devastation below the distant building, Li Dakang's face twitched.

"Secretary, this...this looks like Secretary Gao jumped? Should we go down and help?"

The driver was so frightened that his voice trembled.

"Help my ass!"

Sha Ruijin has gotten himself into a huge mess this time.

Gao Yuliang's suicide turned the Sha family's "anti-corruption drama" into a "political scandal that drove a colleague to his death."

"This black pot is huge and round; whoever gets involved is doomed." Li Dakang rolled up the car window.

"Leave immediately! Pretend you never came to the Provincial Party Committee today. Jingzhou's GDP is waiting for me!"

At this point, the team leader from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection was at a loss for what to do.

This seasoned veteran, with extensive experience in handling cases and having seen countless storms, now had a face as black as Bao Gong's.

The person jumped off the building next to the provincial party committee's top leader's building before they even got into the detention room?

How do I write this case closure report?

Is this blame placed on the disciplinary committee for its ineffective handling of the case, or on Sha Ruijin for excessive coercion?

"Protect the scene immediately! Call an ambulance! Quickly!"

He roared through gritted teeth.

...

Less than ten minutes later, the provincial hospital's ambulance, blaring its siren, swerved into the compound.

The roof of the car was dented, and Gao Yuliang's face was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and his limbs were twisted at horrifying angles.

The "serious injury disguise effect" and "vomiting blood effect" left behind before the system went into hibernation were obviously maxed out, with a visual impact comparable to a horror movie scene.

The head of the emergency department rushed forward with his medical kit, and upon seeing the terrible state of Gao Yuliang, he immediately felt a pang of sympathy for him.

Forget about saving it; just being able to piece it back together would be considered a high level of skill.

But when the director, with trembling hands and a perfunctory attitude, touched Gao Yuliang's carotid artery, his eyes widened instantly like a pair of copper bells.

Holy crap?!

The pulse throbbing from my fingertips was strong, powerful, and steady.

This isn't the pulse of an elderly person who fell from a building.

This guy is healthier than the head of the emergency department who works all night!

You could even say he's excessively healthy!

"Doctor! What's wrong?!"

The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection (CCDI) officials pressed for answers urgently, as their superiors were waiting for a report.

The head of the emergency room swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the shock and disbelief he felt, and turned to roar:

"He's still breathing! And his vital signs... are very unusual! Quick, put on a neck brace! Lift him on a stretcher! Don't move his bones!"

The moment the stretcher was lifted, Gao Yuliang, who was in a deep protective dormant state, felt his eyelids twitch.

Although he was temporarily unable to move, he could clearly feel himself being steadily lifted onto a stretcher.

Although my body looked like it had been smashed to pieces, I didn't actually suffer any superficial injuries. Instead, I felt warm all over.

"This belated, lousy system has finally done something decent..."

He knew that as long as he didn't die today, this seemingly hopeless situation would be completely resolved.

Sha Ruijin, take your time accepting this unexpected gift I've given you.

...

The rooftop on the sixth floor.

Watching the ambulance speed out of the provincial party committee compound, Sha Ruijin took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

It's impossible to hide it from the public.

Gao Yuliang survived on the spot, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune, but it was also the biggest ticking time bomb.

The central investigation team will soon be stationed in Handong, which is an inescapable dead end.

He turned around, not even glancing at Hou Liangping, who was still sprawled on the ground questioning his existence, and coldly ordered Secretary Bai, who was terrified, beside him:

"Notify all members of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee, including Comrade Tian Guofu from the Discipline Inspection Commission, that an emergency Standing Committee meeting will be held in Conference Room One in ten minutes!"

"Furthermore, have the Provincial Public Security Bureau immediately dispatch elite forces to take over security at the Provincial Hospital! Not a single fly is allowed into the floor where Gao Yuliang is located!"

Sha Ruijin walked heavily towards the stairwell.

He knew better than anyone that from the moment Gao Yuliang smashed the roof of his car, his era of absolute power in Handong had ended before it even began.