Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

Cai Chenggong's words were made with absolute certainty.

Zhong Xiaoai's gaze was completely drawn to the envelope.

She picked up the envelope, tore it open, and pulled out the thick stack of documents inside.

At the top is a chart showing the flow of funds. The red arrow points out that the money was transferred from the Shanshui Group's account, laundered through several shell companies, and finally deposited into an offshore account marked with an overseas code. And the ultimate beneficiary of that account is Shen Zhong's name.

Turning to the second page, there was a copy of a forced demolition agreement. Although the signature was blurry, the military's official seal was still faintly discernible.

Scrolling further, the amounts in each transaction were astonishingly large. Tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of dollars were transferred, all with meticulous planning and execution.

The more Zhong Xiaoai looked, the more rapid her breathing became.

This document is so meticulously prepared. The logic is rigorous, the chain of evidence is closed, and even many extremely confidential internal operating procedures are clearly written down. It would be impossible for anyone other than a core insider to obtain this information.

This is Shen Zhong's fatal weakness!

Zhong Xiaoai slammed the materials heavily on the table.

She had been struggling to find a way to deal with Shen Zhong. Military privileges and high-level confidentiality agreements acted like an iron shell, protecting Shen Zhong completely. Even a big shot like Su Zhenhai had stumbled in front of him.

But it's different now.

Once this whistleblower report, which involves massive corruption and collusion between officials and businessmen, is submitted, even if Shen Zhong has extraordinary abilities, he will have to undergo the highest level of joint investigation.

The Iron Curtain Agreement protects state secrets, not personal corruption!

Zhong Xiaoai recalled the miserable state of Hou Liangping when he was taken away, the coldness of the old man when he forced her to sign the divorce agreement, and the various taunts the Zhong family had received in Beijing circles during this period.

The culprit behind all of this is Shen Zhong.

Zhong Xiaoai wanted revenge. She wanted to ruin that arrogant major general's reputation and nail him to the pillar of shame in front of everyone.

The private room on the second floor of Yunshui Teahouse.

Zhong Xiaoai leaned back in the rosewood chair, her hands crossed in front of her.

The stack of materials on the table was scattered.

"Boss Cai," Zhong Xiaoai spoke, her voice carrying a condescending scrutiny. "This level of damaging information—the core cash flow of the Shanshui Group, even its heavy offshore accounts—how did you manage to get your hands on it?"

Cai Chenggong looked regretful.

"Director Xiao Ai! I don't have that kind of ability! Gao Xiaoqin forced me into a corner, so I spent a lot of money to bribe a financial manager at Shanshui Group. That bill was earned with my life on the line!"

Cai Chenggong wiped the mud off his face. "As for that overseas account, that bastard Ding Yizhen got drunk and let it slip to me! Ding Yizhen is Shen Zhong's front man!"

"The day the Dafeng Factory was taken over by the military, those soldiers drove armored vehicles and carried real guns! If I hadn't run fast, they would have mowed me down! Shen Zhong is a living devil!"

Zhong Xiaoai did not respond.

She stared at Cai Chenggong's greasy, filthy face. She needed to find out how much truth was in the businessman's words. The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection never listened to only one side of the story.

She pulled the specially made black encrypted work phone out of her briefcase.

Press a few keys.

"Connect me to the Second Intelligence Division of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."

The operator answered crisply from the other end of the phone.

"I am Zhong Xiaoai."

"Retrieve military satellite surveillance archives for the Dafeng Factory area in Jingzhou City, Handong Province, over the past 48 hours. Focus on investigating whether the Handong Provincial Military Region has conducted any large-scale unauthorized troop movements. Also, check if there are any records of armored vehicles entering the Dafeng Factory."

"Received. Please wait."

After hanging up, Zhong Xiaoai dialed another number.

"Investigate one person. Cai Chenggong, legal representative of Handong Dafeng Apparel Group. Retrieve medical records from hospitals at the municipal level or above in Handong, as well as from unlicensed clinics in urban villages, for the past half month. Focus on verifying the wound analysis and timeline of the knife wound on his back."

ten minutes.

There was not a sound in the private room.

Cai Chenggong lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the pattern on the carpet.

He was already cursing under his breath.

If this woman finds out something is amiss, I'll be arrested.

However, thinking about how he was driven to the brink of desperation in Jingzhou, where he was locked in a dog cage for three days and three nights by loan sharks, and now that he was working for Shen Zhong, he was the one making a fool of these high-ranking officials in the capital. Cai Chenggong actually found it somewhat exciting.

Zhong Xiaoai picked up the purple clay cup and took a sip of the tea that had gone cold.

My mind is a complete mess.

The Zhong family has been subjected to a lot of disdain in Beijing's social circles lately. The old man forced her to sign a divorce agreement, completely severing ties with Hou Liangping.

Hou Liangping was so audacious as to dare to break into the military region's storage depot? She never believed it; after so many years of marriage, she still knew Hou Liangping to some extent.

This must be a trap set by Shen Zhong.

drop.

The phone screen lights up.

The two encrypted files have been successfully transferred.

Zhong Xiaoai put down her teacup and opened the first document.

Those were several high-resolution satellite aerial photographs.

The footage shows a cordon set up around the Dafeng Factory. Three military wheeled infantry fighting vehicles are blocking the factory's main gate and side gate. Fully armed soldiers with automatic rifles are pinning the demolition team members to the ground. The license plates of the military vehicles are clearly visible when zoomed in, identifying them as belonging to the Handong Military Region's Military Police Brigade.

Unauthorized troop deployment. Armed suppression. Forcible takeover of private enterprises.

This perfectly matches Cai Chenggong's confession.

Zhong Xiaoai swiped down the screen.

The second document is a scanned copy of a medical record from an unlicensed clinic in the southern district of Handong City.

Patient's name: Cai Chenggong.

Trauma type: Multiple sharp weapon cuts to the back, with irregular wound edges, caused by a machete.

Timeframe: 2:15 AM three days ago.

Attached below are several photos of the wound taken by the clinic doctor. It's a bloody mess, and the suturing technique is extremely crude.

The timeline of events described in Cai Chenggong's whistleblower report, in which he was being hunted down by thugs from the Shanshui Group, is exactly the same.

Zhong Xiaoai held the phone in both hands.

My breathing rhythm was completely out of control. My chest was heaving violently.

Two irrefutable pieces of evidence.

Shen Zhong. This major general, who held absolute power in Handong and disregarded even his superiors, had actually fallen to this level of incompetence.

He was not an upright and incorruptible military officer at all. He was a corrupt official who used the military's name to collude with local criminal gangs and extort money and property!

Hou Liangping was arrested, and the Zhong family was humiliated. All thanks to this warlord.

Now, the warlord's Achilles' heel is in Zhong Xiaoai's hands.

If this material is submitted to the highest level and breaks the Iron Curtain Agreement, Shen Zhong will have to face a military court.