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Mark nodded. "Judging from the flow of this money, he's probably already paving the way for his departure. If we don't act quickly, once he transfers all the funds overseas, we'll never be able to recover them."

Lynn put down the documents and quickly picked up the phone to call the contact in the finance department. "This is FBI Agent Lynn Stacy. We have discovered a major economic anomaly involving a company. Please immediately initiate the account freeze procedure, targeting the company account of Stark Metal Factory. This is an emergency involving a large amount of capital flight."

The other party on the other end of the phone responded quickly: "Got it, Inspector, we will handle it immediately."

After hanging up, Lynn called another line and contacted the team responsible for monitoring financial crimes, detailed Stark's situation, and requested further tracking of the flow of funds.

Mark said from the side: "Inspector, we also need to consider that Stark may have arranged other means. If we just freeze the account, he may use other methods to take the money away."

Lin En nodded, his eyes stern. "You're right. We can't just rely on freezing the account. I'll contact law enforcement at the border and airport to ensure he can't escape through other channels."

Lynn then contacted security chiefs at border control centers and major airports, identifying Stark as a key target and sharing information about his recent activities and related materials.

A few hours later, the finance department received news that Stark's company account had been successfully frozen, with $5 million blocked and unable to be transferred out. Meanwhile, the financial team tracked the funds, which were intended to flow through a complex money laundering network to an offshore company in the Caribbean.

After learning the news, Lynn quickly dispatched a team to Stark's office. He personally brought Mark with him to ensure that nothing was left unsettled. When they arrived, Stark had clearly gotten wind of the situation and was frantically sorting through documents.

"Mr. Stark." Lynn walked into the office, his eyes as sharp as a knife. "It seems you are very busy."

Stark's hands trembled slightly, but he quickly concealed his panic and said with a forced smile, "Inspector, I wonder what brings you here?"

"I think you know." Lin En said in a cold tone, "You attempted to transfer five million US dollars to an overseas account. This constitutes a serious economic crime."

Stark's expression completely changed, his voice trembling: "I...I was just doing this for the company's flexible capital turnover! This is a misunderstanding!"

Lin En smiled coldly. "Flexible turnover? The funds flowed directly to an offshore company, clearly to evade regulation. If you want to explain, you can do so in court."

Lynn then signaled the law enforcement officers behind him to advance and arrest Stark. His office was quickly searched, and all documents and equipment that might be related to the flow of funds were seized on the spot.

As he left, Lynn turned around and glanced at the man who had once been so high and mighty. Now he was being escorted into the police car in a dazed state.

Lynn stood in the Finance Department's conference room, documents spread out on the table. Several colleagues and financial investigators waited for his decision. The $5 million frozen in Stark's company account was the most crucial sum in the case, and Lynn knew it would determine the outcome of this battle.

"This money can't just be deposited into government accounts as frozen assets," Lynn said calmly, looking around at everyone. "It comes from Stark's corporate operations, and this money actually belongs to the employees who have been exploited and owed wages. Their rights must be protected first."

A fiscal officer frowned and said, "Inspector, you know this needs to go through judicial procedures. Although I agree with you, we need time."

"Time?" Lin En's tone was low and firm. "Those employees have been owed wages for two years. They don't have any more time to wait. If the judicial process hinders the realization of justice, then we must find another legal and expeditious way."

After hours of discussion and coordination, Lin En finally received special permission from his superiors to allocate some of Stark's frozen funds as a special project to prioritize the payment of overdue employee wages. Lin En personally participated in the fund allocation plan and worked with the finance department to verify the payroll, ensuring that every worker received their due.

The next day, a temporary pay window was set up outside the factory, and Lin En and representatives from the finance department arrived. One by one, workers stepped forward, confused and uneasy, to receive their pay slips.

"Is this true?" A gray-haired old worker looked at the check in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief. "Is this really all my salary for the past year and a half?"

Lin En stood nearby and smiled slightly: "Yes, it's true. Your efforts should not be ignored. This money originally belongs to you."

Some workers, clutching their checks, were so excited they nearly cried. They began spontaneously applauding, and more people gathered around, creating a moving atmosphere. Some workers even approached and patted Lynn on the shoulder, thanking him for everything he had done.

"Inspector, you're our true friend!" a young worker said excitedly. "If it weren't for you, we would never get this money in our lifetime."

Lin En just smiled faintly: "I just did what I should do. In this struggle, it was your courage that made me see the problem. We are just helping you achieve the justice you deserve."

Meanwhile, Kate, standing at the far end of the crowd, held up a recorder and notebook, recording the entire incident. She had already learned the full details of the case from Lynn, and this moment was exactly what she wanted to capture. The workers' heartfelt emotions, Lynn's perseverance, and Stark's ultimate defeat would all become part of her story.

When all the workers received their wages, Kate walked forward, her eyes sparkling with appreciation and admiration: "Lynn, you know this will become an explosive news story, right?"

"I guessed it." Lin En chuckled and looked at her, "But I hope you can use your own way to truly explain the significance of this matter. This is not about me, not about Stark, but about those ordinary people, their persistence, and their justice."

Kate nodded. "Don't worry, I will."

A few days later, Kate's report was published on the city's largest news platform. Titled "The Price of Justice: How an FBI Agent Helped Workers Recover Their Exploited Wages," the article detailed Stark's complex schemes to withhold wages, his attempts to transfer funds, and how Lynn and his team uncovered and prevented the scheme. Kate also interviewed several workers, sharing their own stories of how their lives had been revived thanks to this paycheck.

The report, once released, garnered widespread attention. Lynn pushed open the restaurant door, and Kate was already sitting by the window, sipping coffee and flipping through her notebook. Hearing footsteps, she looked up and smiled, "Lynn, being five minutes late isn't your style."

"Don't mention it," Lin En sat down helplessly, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, "I just came out of the police station, and my phone almost rang off the hook today."

Kate raised her eyebrows and asked innocently, "Oh? What happened?"

Lin En gave her a wry smile and said, "You still dare to ask? After your report went viral, everyone in the police station used that article to tease me. 'The righteous detective,' 'The hero of the working class,' and some even said I should be given an award."

Kate couldn't help laughing and put down the notebook: "I just wrote down the facts. What, doesn't the heroic inspector like to be praised?"

Lin En sighed and took a sip of the water the waiter had just brought. "It's okay to like praise, but you paint me in too high a light. The public might think I'm a perfect person, but I know I'm just doing my job. You praise me so highly, and if I do something wrong one day, with so many people staring at me, I'll fall flat on my face."

Kate grinned and winked. "Then don't fall down. Maintain your standards and continue to be the embodiment of justice. Isn't that your strength?"

Lin En put down his water cup and shook his head helplessly. "I'm really impressed by you. Do you know how much attention that report attracted? There were reporters waiting outside the police station today, wanting to interview me, as if I were some idol star."

"That means you're doing a good job," Kate said bluntly. "The public needs a role model, not some bureaucrat hiding in their office and making decisions. You've shown what a true law enforcer should do—using practical actions to help ordinary people fight for what they deserve."

Lynn looked at Kate and sighed, but there was a subtle gratitude in her eyes. "That's nice of you to say. But I don't want to be a role model. I just want to do my job quietly, away from the spotlight."

Kate smiled slightly, her tone a little softer. "Lynn, you may not care, but for those workers, your actions changed their lives. Not only did you recover their wages, but you also gave them hope. No matter how you look at it, this matter is meaningful, and your name is associated with this meaning."

Lynn was silent for a moment, then finally nodded. "Okay, Kate, you win. I admit, I'm somewhat satisfied with the outcome this time, even though the process was quite tiring."

Kate smiled and raised her coffee cup. "That's right. Come, let's celebrate our 'Inspector of Justice'."

Lin En rolled her eyes, but still picked up the water glass and gently touched her glass. The two smiled at each other and the atmosphere became relaxed.

"But seriously," Lin En put down his cup, a hint of teasing in his tone, "next time you write a report about me, could you please be a little more low-key? Don't let everyone in the city know me."

Kate tilted her head, a wicked smile on her face. "Low-key? You mean 'the unknown heroic detective'? That sounds pretty good."

Lin En held his forehead helplessly: "Forget it, I shouldn't have mentioned this to you."

Kate laughed, with a sly look in her eyes: "Lynn, don't be so modest. You deserve recognition more than you think. The public needs to see someone doing the right thing, and you are that person."

Lin En didn't say anything else, just shook his head, but a smile appeared involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

Kate stirred her coffee and suddenly spoke in a cheerful tone, "By the way, Lynn, I was recently looking through our newspaper's old archives and found something interesting—the hunter's cabin in the eastern suburbs forest. Have you heard of it?"

Lin En raised his head, frowning slightly. "Hunter's Lodge? You mean the place that's said to be haunted? It was a few years ago, and I actually heard about it."

Kate's eyes flashed with excitement. "Yes, that's it! Legend has it that an old hunter mysteriously disappeared from his cabin there. Later, people in the forest said they heard strange noises late at night, and some even saw shadows moving in the windows. The files mentioned that the police investigated at the time, but ultimately nothing was done about it."

Lin En put down his coffee cup, his expression noticeably more alert. "I don't remember much about that case, but I can be sure it wasn't just a 'haunting'. It could have been caused by someone, or it could have been something else, but it definitely wasn't some paranormal event."

Kate leaned back in her chair and said with a smile, "I don't care whether it's supernatural or not, I just think it's interesting. You see, readers like this kind of thing. If I could go and see it myself, maybe I could write a wonderful report!"

Lin En's eyes darkened and his tone became serious: "Kate, this is not a place you can go exploring casually. The forest itself has a complex terrain, and rescue will be difficult if something goes wrong. Besides, if there is really any danger, what will you do if you go alone?"

Kate waved her hand, looking nonchalant. "Don't be so nervous. I'm not stupid. We can go during the day with our equipment and a map. It'll definitely be fine. Besides, if there's real danger, can I escape?"

Lynn sighed, a hint of helplessness in her tone. "Kate, you're always too confident in your adventurous spirit. You know, not all dangers can be foreseen, especially in a place like that. Even if there aren't any 'ghosts' there, someone might be using that place to do something shady."

Kate stared at Lynn with a sly smile in her eyes, "So, are you worried about me, or do you think I can't handle it?"

Lin En looked at her helplessly. "It's both. I don't deny that you're smart, nor do I deny that you're brave, but intelligence and bravery can't replace safety. I suggest you don't touch this matter, at least, don't go alone."

Kate picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, her eyes flashing with determination: "Okay, I promise you, I won't go alone. But if I find any valuable clues, you have to accompany me to investigate."

Lin En raised his hand and rubbed his brow, then sighed: "Kate, you are always like this. Every time I talk to you, I feel like my hair has turned a few grayer." (End of this chapter)