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

In the compound of the Provincial Party Committee in Handong, Li Dakang was carrying that hot-button call record to a meeting at the Provincial Government, walking on thin ice. Meanwhile, a dozen kilometers away in the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Provincial Procuratorate, Lin Huahua was staring at the A4 paper in front of her, looking as if she had lost her parents.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

Lin Huahua sat at her desk, the carbon pen in her hand bearing a row of teeth marks from biting it.

On the A4 paper in front of me, the title was neatly written: "Explanation of My Participation in Handling Cases Related to Handong".

The first line of the text, she struggled for half an hour, only managing to churn out six large characters:

I wholeheartedly support...

After writing these six characters, the pen tip came to a complete stop.

What do we support?

Supporting organizational censorship?

Do you support the supervisory team taking down their immediate superiors in one fell swoop?

Or should we support the organization in investigating her as well?

Lin Huahua scratched her hair in frustration, her mind a complete mess.

Lu Yike has been suspended from his post, Hou Liangping has been placed under investigation, and Wu Xinyi has been summoned for questioning by the Discipline Inspection Commission.

The sky over the Anti-Corruption Bureau didn't just collapse; someone smashed down even the load-bearing walls!

In the past, the anti-corruption team was full of energy and walked with a confident stride. Even the most outspoken and aggressive team members have now all become cowards.

The office was as quiet as a morgue. No one dared to talk loudly, and even when brewing goji berries in a thermos, no one dared to blow on it too hard, for fear of making a noise that would attract the supervision team.

In the past, when people saw her, they would greet her warmly: "Hey, Hua Hua, you and Director Lu are really close, do you have any inside stories about any big cases lately? Tell us!"

Now, when people see her, they avoid eye contact and walk close to the wall.

Ok!

She used to be a social butterfly and well-informed person in the anti-corruption bureau; now she has become a walking "nuclear radiation source," and anyone who gets involved with her is doomed.

Lin Huahua was genuinely scared.

She carefully recalled what she had done with Lu Yike and Hou Liangping over the past few months, and a chill ran down her spine.

She followed up on some materials that hadn't completed the approval process; she also took notes during some key interrogations that weren't strictly recorded simultaneously.

When it came to retrieving some sensitive case files, Hou Liangping would simply say, "Special circumstances require special handling," and she would happily comply.

At the time, she felt that this was called being decisive and efficient, and that it was the courage to handle major cases. She couldn't let those rigid procedures hold her back.

Now, as the supervisory team slammed the sealing order on the table, she suddenly realized: the so-called "special circumstances" had all ended up being applied to her! That phrase "special handling for special cases" was nothing but poison disguised as justice!

My colleague Xiao Zhou was carrying a cup to get some water when, as she passed by, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the situation report on her desk.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Lin Huahua slammed the paper face down on the table: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Zhou was startled and almost spilled the water: "I didn't see it, I was just passing by to get some water."

"Are you going to turn the corner when you pass by my eyeballs?" Lin Huahua retorted defiantly.

Xiao Zhou gave an awkward laugh, picked up his cup, and fled.

Watching Xiao Zhou's retreating figure, Lin Huahua slumped into her chair like a deflated balloon.

She used to think she was quite smart and outspoken, and that she would stand up for herself against anything that was unfair.

Now she understands that daring to speak out and knowing the rules are two completely different things.

She dared to speak out before because she had someone protecting her.

Lu Yike protects her, Hou Liangping protects Lu Yike, and the Zhong family protects Hou Liangping.

What now?

The protective umbrella was snapped in two by the supervisory team. She was standing at the bottom, and when she looked up, good heavens, the entire ceiling had collapsed and hit her right on the head.

"Buzz—"

The phone on the table vibrated.

It was a WeChat message from her mother: "[Huahua, I heard something big happened at your workplace recently? Are you okay?]"

Upon seeing these words, Lin Huahua's nose tingled, and tears almost welled up in her eyes.

She wanted to reply, "It's okay, I'm fine."

But after hovering her finger over the screen for a long time, she finally typed only a few words: "Mom, don't ask anymore. I'll tell you when I get home from get off work."

The moment the message was sent, the glass door to the office was pushed open.

Two supervisory team members wearing dark jackets walked in.

The entire anti-corruption bureau fell silent instantly; even the sound of typing stopped.

Everyone was staring intently at the two people out of the corner of their eyes.

Leading the way was Xiao Lin, who was holding a folder and glanced around the office. "Is Comrade Lin Huahua here?"

Lin Huahua's heart skipped a beat, and her heart jumped into her throat.

It's time to come, it's coming.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and said in a slightly unsteady voice, "I'm here."

Xiao Lin stepped forward and said politely, "Comrade Lin Huahua, please come with us to cooperate in verifying some relevant information."

The office was completely silent.

But Lin Huahua could sense that more than a dozen pairs of eyes were secretly peeking at her from behind the computer screen and through the gaps in the pile of documents.

She usually hates it when people watch the spectacle; if it were before, she would have rolled her eyes long ago.

But at this moment, she didn't even have the energy to curse.

She mechanically picked up the bag, thought for a moment, and then put it down again.

"Do I need to bring any toiletries?" she asked with a bitter expression.

"No need, it's just a regular conversation," Kobayashi said.

"Where's your phone?"

"According to regulations, it will be temporarily handed over to the organization for safekeeping."

Lin Huahua obediently handed over her phone, then couldn't help but ask with a self-deprecating laugh, "Am I being 'taken away'?"

Xiaolin corrected him earnestly: "It's not taking them away, it's talking to verify their identity."

Lin Huahua gave a wry smile: "I'm all too familiar with your rhetoric. We used to say the same thing when our anti-corruption bureau invited people for tea."

Xiaolin was amused by her, a hint of teasing in his eyes: "So, you should be more experienced in cooperating, you know the process."

Several colleagues who were eavesdropping nearby couldn't help but lower their heads and suppress their laughter, their shoulders shaking.

Lin Huahua glared at them fiercely and said irritably, "What are you laughing at? Today it's me, but next it could be you! Hurry up and check and correct your paperwork!"

Now, no one in the office dared to laugh anymore.