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"No, we must take advantage of the fact that Wuchang is now out in the open and eliminate him in one fell swoop, otherwise I will never have peace!"

"No matter the cost!"

Once Qingfang made up his mind, he was about to call and call in reinforcements.

Suddenly, a phone call came in first; it was from the governor.

Qingfang narrowed his eyes, a bad feeling creeping over him, but he still answered the phone.

"Qingfang, what are you doing? You're using heavy firepower in the city center, and helicopters are openly strafing the Mighty Building! Are you a terrorist?!" The governor's roar echoed in the armored vehicle.

Qing Fang was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "I'm fighting terrorism. The evidence is conclusive that the Mighty Group is plotting an evil ritual to sacrifice citizens and endanger public safety. I must destroy them to give the citizens an explanation."

The governor laughed angrily: "That's not the message I received. It said that you, Minister Qingda, have cancer and threatened the Weiwu Group and a bunch of people to stage this ceremony in order to save your life. Now that you have the goods, you want to silence them, is that right?!"

"Nonsense!" Qingfang roared. "This is slander, a frame-up!"

The ascension ceremony was clearly orchestrated by Chen Tianjiao; I was merely a participant. Now it's just a case of double-crossing and shifting blame, so how did I become the mastermind?

Minister Qing will never accept being wronged!

"This is your good brother of decades, the president of Baiyue Hospital, who personally reported this to me. There are also video and audio recordings as evidence. That's what you call solid evidence!"

"Your crimes are clear, and there is no room for excuses. I am removing you from your post as Minister of Security and bringing you to justice!"

"Idiot." Qing Fangka hung up the phone immediately, his mechanical arm crushing it to pieces.

He was of a very high rank, and the governor had no authority to decide how to deal with him or remove him from his post; he was just saying it out of anger.

But the content of that phone call made him wary.

You old fool, you son of a bitch, I never knew you had this trick up your sleeve! I underestimated you!

He glanced at the helicopter that had crashed again, then contacted his unit via the vehicle-mounted radio, his eyes gleaming menacingly.

"Attention all troops! Unleash all firepower on the Mighty Building and bring it down!"

I had planned to use more of the spiritual liquid to build connections and secure the governorship for myself, but now it seems that keeping my current position is more important.

Destroying the Mighty Building means destroying the Ascension Matrix. Without the support of the matrix's force field, the Ascension Elixir will naturally dissipate.

This means we've lost the most important piece of physical evidence.

Destroying the building would also eliminate their criminal traces to the greatest extent possible, rendering the so-called video and audio evidence indistinguishable from the facts and completely fabricated, thus rendering it invalid evidence.

Convicting a security minister requires more than just witnesses.

As for how to solve the cancer problem without the Ascension Elixir...

He wasn't actually sick at all; the cancer was just a pretext he used to lull Chen Tianjiao, the old dean, and Mingzong into a false sense of security. From the very beginning, he was planning to take all the blame and shift the blame onto others.

Looking at the majestic building that had begun to roar, Qingfang sighed, "It's all for nothing... Fortunately, the ascension ceremony has been successfully tested. At worst, we can do it ourselves in the future. Anyway, we have all the technical data."

Chapter 101 Suicide Out of Guilt, Jointly Discussing Reincarnation, Princess Yunluo

The moment the deafening roar resounded, Song Yi knew something was wrong.

Qingfang actually planned to bomb the entire Weiwu Building to destroy the evidence.

Song Yi quickly found the old dean, grabbed him by the collar and questioned, "You said you'd contact the governor to deal with Qing Fang, but instead it seems like you're trying to deal with us?"

The old dean was sweating profusely: "Qingfang is a very high-ranking official after all. If the governor wants to deal with him, he must apply to higher authorities. With the evidence we provided, even if we can't directly convict Qingfang, it's still no problem to suspend him from his duties for investigation."

"Applications take some time, so please wait a little longer. The result should be available soon. Ten minutes!"

Song Yi sighed, "Even if I can hold out for ten minutes, the Mighty Building can't withstand it."

Although the Weiwu Building is magnificent and imposing, it is not a military fortress after all, but a civilian building. Faced with the coverage of modern heavy firepower, it simply cannot withstand destruction.

The old dean was also helpless: "We can only leave it to fate. I really didn't expect Qingfang to be so crazy. Doesn't he want the Ascension Elixir?"

Seeing that the old dean was no longer reliable, Song Yi decided to rely on himself.

Of course, he wasn't going to solve the bombing himself and save the Mighty Building and everyone inside; he was going to run away on his own.

As the saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope." The others are dead, so be it; they weren't of much use anyway. But I have to live. As long as I'm alive, I can use my best skills to assassinate Qingfang, which would be a way to avenge everyone.

However, just as Song Yi took his first step to start running, the intense bombing suddenly began to subside and stopped completely in less than a minute.

He was taken aback. What? Didn't you bring enough ammunition?

Suddenly, the phone rang; it was the old dean's cell phone.

He answered the phone, and his face immediately lit up with joy.

Thanks to his keen hearing, Song Yi was able to hear the contents of the phone call even from five or six meters away.

The gist of the statement is that, following the governor's application, the higher authorities issued a decision to suspend Qing Fang from his duties pending investigation.

Due to the urgency of the situation, the Governor-General of Southern Kyushu of Tianlong Kingdom personally ordered all police officers in Lianchang Prefecture, especially the special police who were bombing the Weiwu Building, to immediately cease fire and not obey Qingfang's illegal orders.

The Governor-General of Southern Kyushu is the highest-ranking official in the nine southern provinces of Tianlong Kingdom, including Lianchang Province. He holds both military and political power, far surpassing Qingfang's influence. With a single word, he can decide the appointment and removal of ministers in any of his provinces without even having to attend a meeting.

He had given the order, and even though the special police officers were trusted confidants whom Qing Fang had cultivated and won over over the years, they had no choice but to obey and cease fire.

The fact that the governor had spoken out meant that Qingfang had clearly failed completely. If they insisted on following Qingfang to the bitter end, they would have no way out.

Inside the armored vehicle, Qingfang smashed the seat with a single punch using his robotic arm, his face turning ashen.

"Damn it, why would the governor get involved in this matter personally? It's such a trivial matter, we shouldn't have bothered him!"

I thought that even if the governor requested that measures be taken against him, it would only be reported to the Kyushu Administrative Council.

Having cultivated his political career for many years, he had connections within the General Committee and was certain that the application to take measures against him would not be approved, which is why he dared to go all out.

Now, the governor himself has stepped in, and he himself doesn't know if he's worthy of such a high standard.

After a long while, he slumped into his seat, shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "Gong Wang, I never imagined you had such extraordinary connections. This time, I've lost..."

Gongwang is the name of the governor.

Qingfang knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, his political career was over, and he would likely face legal sanctions, never to recover.

"You old fool, let's see if you can rise to the top by stepping on my dead body."

He pulled out a pistol, pointed it at his head, and pulled the trigger.

……

Under the rain, the old dean, dressed in black and holding a black umbrella, silently watched as Qingfang's coffin was buried.

It was an extremely somber and hasty funeral. Apart from the staff responsible for the burial, only three people participated: Qingfang's only son, the old dean, and Song Yi, who had nothing better to do than join in the solitude.

None of his so-called friends, brothers, or colleagues, with whom he had close relationships and many mutual interests, came to offer their condolences.

Qingfang's suicide out of fear of punishment is tantamount to confirming his crimes. Even though it is difficult to investigate everything he did because of his death, the fact that he performed evil rituals to sacrifice citizens is enough for everyone to distance themselves from him.

Even Qingfang's son, who was only present as the only relative, was now filled with impatience.

The only person who truly came to Qingfang's funeral was probably the old dean.

Standing beside the old dean, Song Yi looked at his somber face and laughed, "Before, seeing how eager you were to bring him down, I thought you didn't care about this old friend of decades at all. Now that he's dead, you can't bear to part with him?"

The old dean sighed, "Qingfang saved my life back then. He lost his right hand because of it, which led me to study medicine. I personally replaced his mechanical arm."

"A friendship that has lasted for decades has ended in this way. Even I feel a tightness in my chest."

Shortly after Qingfang committed suicide out of fear of punishment, news of Mingzong's death also spread.

Mingzong died in his own home, his head smashed into a pulp by a hard object. According to the investigation, it is highly likely that Qingfang did it, and the murder weapon was his mechanical arm.

Thus, of the nine brothers who once ventured together into ancient ruins and sought the opportunity to ascend to immortality, only the old dean remained.

After the funeral, Qingfang's son couldn't wait to leave the scene, not even glancing at the old dean he should call his uncle, before heading to his car.

The old dean's voice was somewhat sinister: "This kid is too impolite; he needs to be taught a lesson."

Song Yi chuckled: "They're putting on a show just for you. On the surface, they seem completely unfilial, but they're radiating murderous intent towards us the whole time. Who knows, they might be thinking of hundreds of ways to kill us to avenge their father."

"As an accomplice, I have to remind you that you should act when the time is right, so you don't regret it later."

Before he could finish speaking, Qingfang's son, who had just driven onto the road, crashed head-on into a large truck. Then another large truck sped up behind him, unable to brake in time, and crashed into him, crushing Qingfang's son and his car together.

A glaring red liquid flowed from beneath the wreckage, spreading out in large patches as the rain washed over it.

The old dean turned and left: "Now there's no need to worry. I hope my nephew will have a better tomorrow in the world of anime."

Song Yi gave a thumbs up: "Good, good! You really have the potential to stand on your own!"

The old dean's tone suddenly became obsequious: "It's all thanks to Brother Song's excellent teaching. This officialdom is treacherous and unpredictable, and I can't stand alone. Brother, you must give me more guidance and come visit my home more often."

"Then you've invited a wolf into the house."

Inside the Weiwu Building, amidst a scene of utter chaos, Song Yi, Chen Weiwu, and Su Xiaoqian reunite.

Song Yi was indifferent, Chen Weiwu was disappointed, and Su Xiaoqian was excited.

"As a result of this battle, the Weiwu Group suffered a major blow, its stock price plummeted, and the group's building was also structurally damaged by the bombing, requiring more than a month to repair."

"Many senior executives and employees were frightened by this battle and resigned one after another. Many technical talents also left one after another, and the group inevitably declined," Chen Weiwu said dejectedly.

However, he added, "I will distribute the money I promised to everyone as usual. It's already being processed and will be in your account soon. Qianqian, don't rush me."

Su Xiaoqian cheered, "Yay! Thank you, Uncle!"

With ten million yuan about to be in her hands, she was able to call Chen Weiwu "uncle" without any problems.

Although her maternal grandfather was bad, her maternal uncle was good. Since her maternal grandfather was dead anyway, she didn't mind being a member of the Chen family.

Chen Weiwu was a good older brother to Song Yi, and Song Yi liked him very much. He asked with concern, "What are you planning to do next?"

Chen Weiwu said, "I will sell off some of the group's assets, retain only the main business, and reduce the group's size to see if I can revitalize the group."

"If we really can't do that, then we'll just sell them all. We can probably get a few hundred billion, and then we'll split it equally."

Song Yi grinned from ear to ear. Chen Weiwu was truly a brother to him; he was even planning to share this money with him, even splitting it equally.

Su Xiaoqian jumped up immediately: "What about me? What about me? Don't I get to share? I'm your niece, Uncle!"

Chen Weiwu looked at her and said, "If you want money, take it from me. You are just my niece, not Brother Song's. You can't take his share."

Su Xiaoqian immediately shut up; she dared not rob Boss Song of his money.

Song Yi was so touched that he wanted to ask Chen Weiwu if he would accept a godson, and that he would.

Afterwards, Chen Weiwu invited Song Yi to continue serving as the security minister of Weiwu Group, and Su Xiaoqian to serve as the general manager of Weiwu Group, so that they could try to revive the group together.