When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 41 Law-Abiding Citizens
“Murder? I can be a law-abiding citizen, how could I commit murder?”

Bai Ze looked at Fang Zhenyang, this clumsy clown, as if he were already dead. "The one who will kill you won't be me, but the one who sent you here to disgust me."

"His goal is nothing more than to provoke me and make me attack you. As long as I don't make a move, he won't succeed, and then the pressure will fall on you. He will keep urging you to come and provoke me, and as long as I don't make a move, all my restraint will turn into a knife and cut you."

What is the most likely method used to frame Bai Ze?

The goal wasn't to force Bai Ze to act, but rather to kill Fang Zhenyang after a conflict arose between the two sides.

Fang Zhenyang's smug expression suddenly froze, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Frame someone else for murder—isn't that how it's always portrayed in TV dramas and novels?
Although Fang Zhenyang wasn't particularly clever, he could still come up with such a common plot point, especially with Bai Ze specifically reminding him.

"You're talking nonsense!" Fang Zhenyang shouted, his voice stern but his tone weak.

Whether it's nonsense or not depends on whether you believe it or not.

Bai Ze finally laughed. "But if you want to live, it's actually quite simple. Just shout out here who ordered you to do this, and your life will be spared. That way, if you die, that person will definitely become the prime suspect."

Fang Zhenyang's body trembled.

“If you say that name, that person will definitely do everything in their power to protect you. If you die, he'll be in big trouble.” Bai Ze was like a seductive devil, tempting Fang Zhenyang to say that name.

Right here in front of everyone, surrounded by onlookers.

Fang Zhenyang's mental fortitude was indeed lacking, and what Bai Ze said actually made some sense. He was clearly tempted and opened his mouth to speak.

Just then, a young man walked up behind Fang Zhenyang and covered his mouth.

Meanwhile, plainclothes officers took out their identification and dispersed the crowd.

Fang Zhenyang's two henchmen, like quails, shrank back and dared not speak.

"Security officers are handling cases; onlookers are prohibited."

A middle-aged man in plainclothes walked over and gestured for Fang Zhenyang and the other two to be taken away. At the same time, he said to Bai Ze, "Please do not deliberately induce our witnesses to disclose case details in public."

"Oh, the case?" Bai Ze said with amusement. "I never thought that my scumbag classmate could be involved in any confidential cases."

"Fine, let's just consider it a case. Let it go this time, but don't let him appear in front of me again. After all..."

Bai Ze turned around, but his voice still drifted into Fang Zhenyang's ears, "I don't have the habit of talking to dead people."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhenyang couldn't help but start to struggle, but he was firmly controlled by the young man behind him and then taken away.

In the blink of an eye, the place became quiet.

Bai Ze refused the nurse's offer to accompany him, went down from the floor where the special ward was located, found a public bench in the hospital garden, sat down, turned on his smart bracelet, and contacted Zhong Jing.

Bai Ze recounted everything that had happened. After listening, Zhong Jing on the projection screen pondered for a moment and said, "During the previous investigation, it was indeed found that Fang Zhenyang had a close relationship with the coach of Huwei Martial Arts School, and that coach was later found to be a cult member. Even among the members of the Sacred Heart Cult, three people had been bullied by Fang Zhenyang. That's quite something, they've even started bullying other high schools."

A month later, Zhong Jing had finished his mission and returned to Jiangnan Martial Arts University, but he hadn't forgotten what had happened so quickly.

“This kid surnamed Fang is a scoundrel. I was thinking of locking him up for a few years on charges of being involved with cult members, but the Public Security Bureau took action first. Now it seems that Fang Zhenyang’s transfer to the Martial Arts Association Affiliated Hospital was also under the guise of protecting witnesses,” Zhong Jing said.

At this point, Zhong Jing couldn't help but show a helpless expression.

He wanted to detain someone, but he actually needed the cooperation of the Public Security Bureau, since he wasn't a security officer, just a martial arts association member who was on assignment. "In other words, all of this is being done according to regulations..." Bai Ze said in a low voice.

“That’s right,” Zhong Jing said. “All of this is legal and compliant.”

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"Everything we did was legal."

In the open courtyard, Qi Fangwei, dressed in a white training uniform, slowly imparted his experience to his son, "Chengjun, you must remember, you can manipulate power with ordinary people, but with those who have connections and influence, you must abide by the law. Don't blindly believe in power and put yourself in opposition to federal law. Just like now, even if Bai Ze and that old man Lu Mingzhou find out we're targeting him, so what? Everything is legal and compliant."

"Of course, this is based on the premise that our own background and strength are not inferior. If our strength is inferior, then we should just endure it obediently."

“Understood,” Qi Chengjun nodded. “As long as it’s legal, federal law is our backing.”

"You're not an official yet."

Qi Fangwei chuckled and said, "Just remember not to get your hands dirty too easily. If you want to reach the top, you can't avoid getting your hands dirty, but if you always get your hands dirty, you're not far from death. This time, we just need to prevent Bai Ze from participating in the competition, don't go too far."

As long as Bai Ze dares to make a move, they can find a reason to detain him for a few days, making him miss the competition. It's that simple.

"What about the old principal?" Qi Chengjun asked.

"Does the old man think he can kill us over this?" Qi Fangwei chuckled. "Just like we need evidence to control Bai Ze, they need evidence to deal with us too. We're not ordinary people. So remember, don't do anything stupid like framing someone. It's not worth killing someone over something so trivial."

"Even if Bai Ze can tolerate Fang Zhenyang, can he tolerate anything else? Qiming Orphanage hasn't taken in any orphans in the past two years, so maybe they can reduce their subsidies or even close down."

Qi Chengjun nodded, indicating that he would keep it in mind.

The father and son shared their life experiences, and the son listened with great interest; it could be considered a case of fatherly love and filial piety.

Just as the two were engrossed in their conversation, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

Seeing this, Qi Fangwei tapped his phone lightly, and a light screen was projected out.

A middle-aged man appeared inside and recounted what had just happened at the hospital.

"It's alright, just let that kid show up in front of Bai Ze a few more times. What kind of self-control can a young man have?"

Qi Fangwei smiled nonchalantly and then instructed, "As for those three brats, teach them a lesson and then appease them. Just remember not to cause any deaths."

In fact, even if someone were to die, Qi Fangwei could easily shift the blame to the person in charge.

Even if we can find traces of their involvement, so what? What evidence is there?

However, he can't avoid getting into trouble, so he should lay low for now and avoid the limelight if possible.

The middle-aged man in the light screen nodded and was about to close the communication when a commotion suddenly came from the room behind him.

"Qi Chengjun!"

Someone shouted loudly, then there was a crash, followed by a loud noise.

"Something terrible has happened, Captain Li! Fang Zhenyang has fallen from a building."

A young man ran out of the ward and shouted.

(End of this chapter)