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

"You are fully aware of the overseas funds involved in your biological daughter Chen Yang's case, but out of gratitude for her patronage and the authority of your superiors, you can only turn a blind eye and go with the flow!" Gao Yuliang's gaze was fixed on him like that of a hawk.

Every sentence accurately hit the truth, and every word left Ji Changming speechless.

Ji Changming picked up the water glass, his fingertips trembling slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing several times, finally shedding all pretense and completely giving up on maneuvering.

His voice was low and hoarse, carrying both weariness and relief: "Back then, it was indeed Elder Chen who personally intercepted those core whistleblower letters. He verbally conveyed that the Lingang project was related to the province's investment attraction and people's livelihood stability, and that Secretary Zhao Lichun had already made overall arrangements, strictly prohibiting any unauthorized digging or escalation of the situation."

After pondering for a long time, Ji Changming confessed truthfully: "Regarding the clues about Chen Yang's overseas assets, Old Chen specifically instructed that the relevant funds were related to the business layout of people from Beijing. He relayed the message through Deputy Secretary Liang Qunfeng, requesting that it be handled with caution and not arbitrarily characterized or politicized. At that time, I was not of high enough rank to have contact with the core personnel, and I only heard that the other party's surname was Wang."

"That guy surnamed Wang is named Wang Zonghui, and he's Zhong Xiaoai's cousin."

Zhou Zhengming coldly dropped a bombshell, "Moreover, Hou Liangping has been placed under investigation and has confessed everything. In order to protect themselves, the Zhong family has completely abandoned him and signed a divorce agreement."

Ji Changming was shocked, his face turned deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

The Zhong family of Beijing, surprisingly, also chose to cut their losses and survive in this storm?

Gao Yuliang, lying on the hospital bed, smiled faintly, his sharpness gone, leaving only mockery: "Old Ji, now that things have come to this, why bother hiding anything anymore? The supervisory team has already investigated the whole situation. If you continue to stubbornly resist, it won't just be dereliction of duty, it will be deliberate cover-up and resistance against the organization."

Ji Changming gave a bitter laugh, his heart filled with resignation: "Secretary Yuliang's mouth is indeed sharper than anyone else's, showing no mercy whatsoever."

Ji Changming sighed deeply, turned to Zhou Zhengming, and confessed completely: "Team Leader Zhou, I am willing to write a complete written statement. I will truthfully confess all the facts of Chen Yanshi's interference in the case, Liang Qunfeng's relaying of messages, Wang Zonghui's covert pressure, and my failure to uphold principles and investigate the case due to personal relationships and authority. I will not conceal anything."

Zhou Zhengming's pen flew as he recorded this crucial statement. He then posed the second core question: "During Hou Liangping's investigation in Wuhan, he repeatedly violated procedures, illegally accessed case files, and circumvented the law. You were fully aware of this but failed to stop it, report it, or correct it. What was the reason for this?"

Before he could even consider his words, Gao Yuliang cut to the chase: "It's nothing more than fear. Fear of offending Sha Ruijin, fear of offending the Zhong family."

Ji Changming's face flushed, and he couldn't help but retort, "Secretary Yuliang, we've both worked in the political and legal system for many years. When you protected Qi Tongwei, wasn't that the same thing? You don't need to absolve yourself completely and only criticize others!"

"Old Ji, I didn't mean to absolve myself of all responsibility, but here I am in the hospital, aren't I?"

Gao Yuliang chuckled self-deprecatingly, then looked up at the other man. "But you're different, Lao Ji. You have no financial blemishes, so there's still a chance for you to turn things around. Confessing now is correcting your mistakes and repenting; continuing to stubbornly resist is ruining your future."

Ji Changming hesitated for a moment, then spoke solemnly and firmly: "I will write it. I will truthfully explain all the problems of failing to report what I knew, neglecting my duties, and shirking responsibility, and I will accept all punishment from the organization."

He paused, then asked softly, "After I finish writing this, will I still be able to perform my duties normally?"

Zhou Zhengming responded with precision and objectivity: "He will temporarily return to his post, but all authority over case approval, case analysis, and personnel coordination will be suspended immediately. The Provincial Committee will simultaneously adjust the division of responsibilities within the Provincial Procuratorate leadership, and further action will be taken in accordance with regulations based on the results of the investigation."

Ji Changming understood perfectly, nodded slightly, and calmly accepted the arrangement.

Gao Yuliang glanced back calmly, his tone even: "It's not that I'm cutting off your path, it's just that this game has already been overturned. When old scores are settled in Handong, no one can escape unscathed. You've been a non-stick pan your whole life, but in the end, you have to clean the bottom of the pan and end it all with a clear conscience."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Changming stood up, pushed open the door, and left. His back was slightly hunched, and the composure and steadiness of decades had faded, replaced by a sense of desolation in his twilight years.

Zhou Zhengming closed the transcript, looked at Gao Yuliang, and said in a serious tone, "Are you satisfied now? You've completely cracked open a long-standing case in the provincial procuratorate."

"How many clues do you have?" Zhou Zhengming pressed.

Gao Yuliang laughed and said, "That depends on the supervisory team's opinion on how much value my crippled body still has in redeeming myself."

"Gao Yuliang!" Zhou Zhengming's tone turned serious, carrying a stern warning, "The organization's patience is limited. Don't be clever and play with fire!"

Seeing that he had gained enough, Gao Yuliang stopped smiling and said seriously, "If we want to solidify the irrefutable evidence that Wang Zonghui was deeply involved in the old case in Handong, we must change our approach."

He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the glass window, looking towards the solemn provincial party committee compound in the distance, and slowly uttered five words: "Provincial Party Committee Reception Office."

Zhou Zhengming frowned: "The reception office?"

"Archives can be forged or sealed, but the memories of the elderly in the reception office, old financial records, and high-standard vehicle usage ledgers cannot be faked."

Gao Yuliang pointed out incisively, "When Wang Zonghui came to Handong, all his food, clothing, and travel arrangements were recorded in the reception office's accounts. If you trace this line, you'll find the truth every time."

The liaison officer outside the door, Xiaolin, acknowledged the order and quickly left to begin work.

Gao Yuliang leaned quietly against the headboard, listening to the hurried footsteps outside the door, and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air that had been accumulating for many years.

This deep water, which had lingered for decades, finally overflowed the borders of Handong's local territory, plunging straight into the hidden top-level network.