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He stood up, holding the report in his hand. "Contact the financial analysis team and focus on investigating all transaction records of this shell company, especially the contract involving Coleman. If we can find a direct funding chain, it will be overwhelming evidence."

A few hours later, the financial analysis team received news. They had traced the shell company's account records to an unusual transfer from Coleman's subsidiary. The amount was substantial and had been rapidly split and transferred to multiple private accounts, one of which was held by Coleman's personal assistant.

After compiling the evidence, Lynn reconvened the team. "We can now confirm that Coleman's subsidiaries laundered money through shell companies, and that the money ultimately flowed back into his personal network. This is direct evidence of his involvement in money laundering."

Mark said excitedly, "Detective, his legal team's excuses are useless now. The records are clear and point directly to Coleman."

Lin En nodded, his eyes stern. "Contact the prosecutor immediately and submit this evidence to the court. At the same time, apply to freeze all accounts and assets related to Coleman. We must prevent him from controlling his network."

Meanwhile, Lynn personally led a surprise inspection of the shell company's registered address. Although the company had long been deserted, they still found several contracts and documents in the office. Among these documents was a signed agreement with Coleman's name prominently printed on it.

Back at the police station, Lynn compiled all the evidence into a complete chain and submitted it to the prosecutor. After reviewing it, the prosecutor said confidently, "Lynn, this evidence is enough to convict Coleman. No matter how strong his legal team is, he won't be able to escape this time."

Lin En nodded, a tired yet determined glint in his eyes. "This is just the beginning. There are still many areas of Coleman's network that we haven't discovered yet, but as long as we tear this hole, his entire empire will collapse."

A few hours later, Coleman received news in the detention room that his account had been frozen and the subsidiary's money laundering operations had been exposed. His face instantly turned livid, and he slammed the newspaper to the ground. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Lynn, you've won once, but you haven't completely defeated me."

However, Coleman knew that he had reached the end of his rope. Lynn finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the case progress.

In the detention center's visiting room, Coleman's face was grim. He sat at the table, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes fixed on the legal team across from him like daggers. The three lawyers, though dressed in sharp suits, seemed nervous, as if they sensed Coleman's wrath.

"What's going on?" Coleman whispered, his tone suppressed with anger. "I paid you so much money, just to let me be trapped in this hellhole?"

Philip Black, Coleman's lead attorney, replied with a stiff upper lip: "Mr. Coleman, we've done everything we can to address this. But the evidence in Lynn's hands is too direct, especially the records of the funds' movement. The chain is complete and difficult to refute."

Coleman slammed the table, his voice echoing in the small room. "Difficult to refute? Did I hire you to listen to this nonsense? I don't care what evidence Linn has, your job is to find a way to make it all invalid!"

Philip explained in a low voice, "We've already raised doubts in court, such as whether the funding chain was operated by a third party and the legality of the evidence we obtained. But the judge is unlikely to fully accept our arguments at this point."

Coleman gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible? You are just a bunch of idiots who can only make excuses! I don't want to hear this! What I want is to solve the problem!"

A young lawyer sitting next to Philip spoke tentatively: "Mr. Coleman, we can actually consider another approach, such as negotiating with the prosecutor to try to reduce the severity of the crime..."

"Shut up!" Coleman turned to the young lawyer abruptly, his voice low and full of anger, "Negotiate? Reduce the crime? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would bow my head? If I plead guilty, Lynn wins! And I will lose everything!"

Philip tried to comfort Coleman: "Mr. Coleman, please calm down. Our current focus is on getting bail. As long as you can leave here, we will have more chances to reverse the situation."

"Bail?" Coleman sneered, leaning back in his chair, his eyes like a venomous snake. "Look for yourselves, is this possible? Lynn froze my account, destroyed my network, and now he can even get the judge to deny bail. How can I get out of here?"

Philip lowered his head, his face embarrassed. “We will try our best to submit a new application from a technical perspective to question the necessity of detention. But it will take some time.”

Coleman's eyes turned cold and his tone was low: "Time? Lynn is using every minute to destroy my empire, and you tell me that I need time? You'd better remember that the money I paid you is not for you to waste. If I am still here at the next hearing, I promise that none of you will be able to get any big clients again."

Philip raised his head and forced a professional smile: "I understand, Mr. Coleman, we will do our best."

Coleman waved his hand, his tone full of impatience: "Get out, don't waste my time anymore. Give me a solution, no matter what method you use."

The three lawyers stood up and left. As they walked out of the detention room, each of them looked unhappy. Philip sighed and whispered to his companion, "We're working with a lunatic who can't afford to lose. I'm afraid he's going to take us down with him this time."

In the detention room, Coleman leaned back in his chair, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He whispered to himself, "Lynn, you think you can win like this? I'll always find a way to turn the tables. One day, you'll pay the price for your stupidity."

The next day.

Lin En sat in his office, slamming the report in his hand onto the table. His face was livid, his fists clenched until white, and the entire room was filled with suppressed anger. A call from his superior had just brought his anger to a peak.

"Lynn," Mark cautiously pushed open the door and walked in, "I heard that Coleman's lawyer found someone to take the blame. This so-called 'scapegoat' has signed a surrender agreement, taking on all charges of money laundering and illegal transactions."

Lin En took a deep breath, his voice as cold as ice: "Scapegoat? They're quite good at this."

Mark handed over a document. "This man's name is John Hall. He was originally a minor figure under Coleman. He admitted that he planned all the money laundering operations and even forged some evidence to prove that Coleman was completely unaware. The superiors have ordered us to release him as soon as possible."

Lynn stood up abruptly, his tone filled with anger. "Release him? Mark, do you know what this means? It means Coleman has once again slipped through the cracks of the law, and the evidence we worked so hard to find has been silently erased!" Mark frowned and said, "I know you're unwilling, but the higher-ups' attitude is very clear. They don't want to make a big deal out of this, and Coleman's legal team has clearly put enough pressure on him."

Lin En slammed the table hard, his tone tinged with cold sarcasm. "Making a big fuss? Aren't you just afraid of touching upon the profit chains hidden behind the scenes? To protect themselves, these people can manipulate the law as if it were the rules of a game, while we law enforcers have become a laughing stock!"

Mark looked at Lynn's anger, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Inspector, this is indeed a difficult situation, but we can't give up. Perhaps we can continue the investigation from another direction. As long as we can find more evidence of Coleman's crimes, he will reveal his flaws sooner or later."

Lin En took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew that Mark was right, but the humiliation at the moment made him unable to calm down.

A few hours later, Lynn stood at the door of the detention room, looking at Coleman who was about to be released. Coleman had changed into a neat suit, with a contemptuous smile on his face. The triumphant attitude made Lynn's fists almost tremble.

"Detective Lynn," Coleman approached him and said frivolously, "You tried your best, but unfortunately, you still couldn't catch me."

Lin En's eyes were as sharp as knives as he stared at Coleman coldly: "Don't be too complacent too soon. You may escape for a while, but you can't escape forever. I will keep watching you until the day your true crimes are made public."

Coleman chuckled and whispered, "Good luck to you, Inspector. However, I must remind you that the rules of this world are not as simple as you think."

Lynn said nothing more, but watched Coleman being escorted out of the detention room by his lawyer. When he turned around, a glint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Mark," he said as he walked back to the office, his tone firm. "Reorganize all the clues and dig deep into his businesses, his subordinates, and the flow of funds. I want him to know that the law may be late, but justice will never be absent."

Lynn sat in his office, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard. He didn't flinch at Coleman's release, but decided to start with the scapegoat. He firmly believed that no one chose to sacrifice themselves for no reason, and John Hall was no exception.

The screen displayed John's personal profile: 38 years old, single, childless, with a mother in her seventies in a nursing home. The profile mentioned that John's mother suffered from severe kidney disease and required regular dialysis treatment, which was very expensive.

"There's something wrong here," Lynn whispered, and then he checked the nursing home's records. He soon discovered that a week ago, John's mother had suddenly paid a huge medical bill, not only paying off past debts but also prepaying the upcoming treatment costs.

"Where does this money come from?" Lin En stared at the records, his eyes becoming sharper.

He called Mark and said, "Mark, check John Hall's mother's accounts, especially the cash flow in the past week. I want to know the source of the money."

A few hours later, Mark arrived at Lynn's office with the results. He handed Lynn a document and said, with a hint of anger, "Detective, John's mother's medical expenses were paid from an offshore account directly linked to a Coleman subsidiary."

Lynn looked at the document with a sneer in his eyes. "Sure enough. Coleman used this method to control John and made him willingly take the blame for all the crimes."

Mark nodded and added, "Also, judging from John's recent call records, he has contacted his mother several times and is clearly very worried about her condition. His motive is clear: to save his mother."

Lin En pondered for a moment, then said, "Contact the nursing home to confirm John's mother's condition and the specific payment details. At the same time, we need to find a breakthrough in John's direct confession. If we can prove that he was forced to take the blame, Coleman's plan will completely collapse."

A few hours later, Lynn personally went to the nursing home and interviewed the hospital director. Through the conversation, Lynn confirmed that John's mother was indeed in critical condition and that the money was indeed paid within a day after John was arrested.

"Inspector," the head of the nursing home whispered, "Mr. John has done a lot for his mother. He visits her almost every week. We were surprised that he was suddenly able to pay all the expenses, but he seems so relieved, as if he had fulfilled some kind of wish."

Lin En nodded. After leaving the nursing home, his mood became even heavier. After returning to the bureau, he called an emergency meeting to summarize all the clues.

"John's actions were not voluntary. He was exploited by Coleman in order to save his mother." Lynn looked at the team with a firm gaze. "We cannot let this despicable act succeed. Next, we need to find John and make him realize that his sacrifice didn't truly protect his mother, but instead allowed Coleman to continue to escape justice."

Mark asked, "Inspector, will John cooperate? He's clearly ready to sacrifice himself."

Lin En's eyes turned cold. "We have to make him understand that Coleman is just using him as a tool. Once he loses his usefulness, even his mother will be abandoned. If he really cares about his family, he must stand up and expose the truth."

Mark nodded and immediately began to arrange the relevant actions. Meanwhile, a silent anger rose in Lin En's heart.

Lynn sat in the interrogation room, looking calmly at John Hall across from him. John's face was a little tired, but his eyes revealed a stubborn determination. His wrists were handcuffed, but he sat upright, showing no sign of backing down.

"John, I know you're trying to save your mother," Lynn said, her tone low but sincere. "Her condition is indeed very serious, and I understand your desire to protect her. But you have to understand that Coleman is using you."

John raised his head, his eyes cold. "I don't know what you're talking about. I've already confessed to all my crimes, and you have my confession. Now, I just want to get this over with as soon as possible." (End of this chapter)