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

A dry wind blew in my face.

He Xia subconsciously tightened her trench coat. A lingering unease remained in her heart regarding what she was about to face.

Instead of heading towards the VIP passage in the terminal, the two crossed the tarmac and went directly to an inconspicuous corner.

A dark green SUV with military license plates was already waiting there quietly, its body lines sharp and strong, like a silent steel guardian.

Upon seeing the two men in the driver's seat, a young soldier quickly got out of the car, opened the back door, and moved swiftly and efficiently.

"Secretary Shen!"

Shen nodded and helped He Xia into the car first.

The car doors closed, completely shutting out the outside noise. The SUV didn't stop for a moment, smoothly merging into the traffic and heading towards the city.

The car was very quiet.

Shen Zhong took out a simple-looking encrypted USB drive from his briefcase and handed it to He Xia.

"Take a look at this."

He Xia took the USB drive and connected it to the portable computer provided in the car.

An encrypted file labeled "Operation Clean Stream Briefing" was opened.

The document is extremely concise, only a few pages long, and is entirely in the style of a military report. It includes the time, location, mission objectives, execution process, and mission results.

Below the text are the photos in the attachment.

He Xia clicked on the first image. It was an aerial photograph showing a huge sand quarry brightly lit, with more than a dozen sand dredgers operating on the river, sand dunes piled up on the banks, and conveyor belts resembling giant steel pythons. The whole scene exuded an atmosphere of madness and chaos.

She swiped her finger and tapped on the second photo.

The filming took place at the same location.

However... the original sand quarry has disappeared.

The river channel was restored to its original state, the sand dunes on the banks were leveled, and all the boats, conveyor belts, sheds... all man-made facilities disappeared without a trace.

All that remained on the ground were the messy tracks left by the tracks and a muddy mess.

It was as if there had never been a sand quarry there.

This is no longer a seizure or a shutdown.

This is a complete erasure in a physical sense.

He Xia's finger hovered over the screen, and her breath hitched. She looked at the man beside her; he was staring blankly out the window, his profile appearing particularly resolute in the light and shadow.

The anxiety and unease that had been lingering in her heart for days, as well as the sense of powerlessness she felt towards people like Liu Xinjian, were completely shattered and vanished at this moment.

An unprecedented sense of security enveloped her entire body.

"I now have leverage over Liu Xinjian."

A deep, steady, and powerful voice rang out.

He turned his head and looked into his wife's eyes.

So, go ahead and do what you want to do.

He Xia didn't say anything, but simply reached out and firmly grasped Shen Zhong's hand.

A man's palm is broad and warm, conveying a sense of security.

She knew that her husband had fulfilled his promise that "no one can touch you" in the most direct, domineering, yet effective way.

The convoy continued on its way.

Shen Zhong leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

This "Clean Stream Action" was certainly intended to clear obstacles for He Xia, but that wasn't the whole story.

This was also a perfect "fire reconnaissance".

Even before this parachuted-in military-clad Standing Committee member reported to the provincial party committee compound, his name had already stirred up a huge wave in the officialdom of Handong.

But those messages that were passed out in just a few words were ultimately just rumors.

Only the roar of bulldozers and excavators is the most authentic declaration.

He did not attend any of the welcome banquets prepared for him, nor did he sit down for tea and chat with any faction leaders.

But in this way, he clearly conveyed a message to everyone in Handong who was watching him, to all factions and forces.

An undeniable fact.

Anyone who wants to mess with me, a man of great stature, should first consider their own worth and whether they are strong enough.

They should also consider whether their own lives are tough enough.

This is more effective than any words.

The off-road vehicle drove smoothly toward its destination, the compound of the Handong Provincial Military Region.

Shen Zhong turned on his computer again and opened another encrypted file that Zhou Weiguo had compiled overnight.

This is a summary of key information from those core ledgers.

On the screen, strings of numbers and names flashed by rapidly. The flow of funds was intricate and complex, like a spider web, involving many departments and individuals in Handong.

From minor officials at the district and county level to heads of key departments in the city, names appeared one after another.

Shen Zhong's expression remained unchanged; all of this was within his expectations.

He quickly browsed through the information, his fingers slowly sliding across the touchpad, his eyes searching for the true core nodes among the lines of data.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped.

Their focus was on several frequently occurring transactions involving large sums of money.

The name of one of the recipients made the light in the depths of his eyes freeze for a moment.

That was—

Shanshui Group.

Shen Zhong was very familiar with this name.

In that story he knew all too well, the Shanshui Group was Zhao Ruilong's front man, the core tool for the Zhao Lichun family to seize profits in Handong.

He originally thought that it would take some time and planning to catch the big fish in the Zhao family.

Unexpectedly, dealing with Liu Xinjian, a minor figure in the "secretary clique," inadvertently revealed this main storyline.

This ledger revealed just the tip of the iceberg of Zhao Lichun's corrupt group.

well.

He didn't make a fuss, but simply kept the four words "Shanshui Group" in his heart.

It seems that a direct confrontation with the Zhao family is coming sooner than he expected.

He turned off the computer and held He Xia's hand again.

The trust and affection between the couple reached an unprecedented level during this shared ordeal.

The vehicle slowly drove into a large compound, where the words "Handong Provincial Military Region" were solemnly displayed in gold lettering at the entrance.

After passing through two checkpoints for strict inspection, the car finally stopped downstairs at a guesthouse.

He Xia looked out the car window.

The poplars in the courtyard stand tall and straight, and the sentries on both sides of the road stand upright, with an atmosphere of discipline and order permeating the air.

This is a heavy territory.

Here, she felt a long-lost sense of security and confidence in the future.

The two settled in the guesthouse.

Just as He Xia was packing her luggage, an officer in charge of liaison knocked on the door and came in, bringing her a stack of documents that she needed to review.

Most of them are routine reports about the recent work of Hexi District.

He Xia flipped through the pages, eager to familiarize herself with the situation as soon as possible.

As she picked up the last document, her gaze fell on the striking title on the cover.

Preliminary Report on the Ecological Transformation and Tourism Development Plan of the Guangming Peak Project in Jingzhou City.