In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 200 Financial Supplements
An hour ago, the General Administration of Finance, Taxation and Household Registration.

Secretary Chen Yunming has just finished dealing with the issue of the overpopulation of Indians in the Bang District.

The federal government does practice family planning, especially in the states.

A larger population is not necessarily better. The labor force needed must also be controlled within a reasonable range. We cannot allow the people to have as many children as they want.

Especially in the two years following the Great Cataclysm, many things happened that year, the biggest of which was the reform of the Wude Hall, which refused to recognize the legitimate status of foreign nations.

The indirect trigger was the national restoration movement of the Bang people.

Today, there is a group of people among the large populations of the Federation, such as those from India, Persia, and Japan, who intend to split the Federation and establish their own kingdoms on the continent of China.

As for their original hometowns, those who really wanted to go back have already done so.

Ring ring ring!
The private phone rang suddenly, and Secretary Wang answered it.

"Hey...what?! What kind of work are you doing? Didn't you say you were going to ship in small batches? Accidentally? How could you accidentally scatter your mother's ashes in a ditch after she died?!"

Wang Rui couldn't help but raise his voice, which carried far down the corridor, drawing the attention of nearby staff.

Realizing he had lost his composure, Secretary Wang composed himself. Instead of rushing to report the bad news to Chen Wuhou, he returned to his office.

First, they used their connections to suppress the investigation.

He then inquired about the specific losses and gave instructions on how to handle the aftermath, in order to prevent anyone from actually discovering the problem.

Selling life-sustaining supplements on the black market is a common way for federal officials to make money. Generally, as long as it's not too excessive, no one will investigate.

The Chen faction officials were no exception; on the contrary, they held the Confederate district in their hands, acted even more recklessly, and expanded their businesses even further.

It can be said that the price of Cangwu Life Supplements on the black market is entirely controlled by the Chen faction.

They don't primarily rely on smuggling life-sustaining supplements; that would be too risky. The federal government turning a blind eye isn't wrong, but if they sell too much and can't cover the losses, they'll be finished once the scandal breaks.

Someone of Chen Wuhou's stature couldn't possibly make money by selling controlled drugs.

They took it a step further, creating a black market for finance, using various types of life supplements as futures contracts to continuously exploit gamblers of all sizes.

The chives keep growing, and you can never harvest them all.

But this is still more difficult than simply smuggling life supplements. Ordinary smuggled life supplements are low- or mid-level, while they have to be at least high-level.

Low- and mid-level health supplements are so common that many federal units have quotas, and if the price is slightly higher, they are easily snapped up by individual players.

Advanced life supplements, five-barrier-breaking potions, five-organ-harmonizing potions, various special medicines, etc.

If these things are exposed, they could easily be sentenced to life imprisonment under the law, or even the death penalty.

Secretary Wang made thirteen phone calls in a row to arrange everything before finally pushing open the door to Chen Yunming's office.

Inside his office, Chen Wuhou was talking on the phone with his daughter.

Secretary Wang, standing to the side, heard Miss Chen seemingly genuinely moved and ask if she could marry that celebrity.

Chen Wuhou naturally obeyed his daughter's wishes, just as he never made any demands of her.

From a father's perspective, he felt guilty towards Chen Qian. Even now that he was a Marquis of Wu, he had not disciplined her too strictly.

He's just marrying a celebrity. If he wanted to marry two, he could find a way to get them registered at the same time, so they would be husband and wife on the household registration. It's no big deal.

People are set in their ways; those who achieve great things later in life are always a very small minority.

My daughter is pretty much useless, so it's not so bad to let her live like this for the rest of her life.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yunming looked thoughtful and said, "It wouldn't be bad to let Qian'er have a child."

Although the daughter is ruined, the grandson might prove capable. The legacy he built needs someone to inherit it.

Secretary Wang stepped forward and whispered in Chen Yunming's ear for a while, telling the leader the whole story.

Chen Yunming frowned slightly and said, "After this is over, go and replace all the people in charge of these things, and throw them all into the Yangtze River to swim."

Secretary Wang nodded and said, "Yes."
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Nantie District Public Security Bureau.

Zhou Wanhua was kicked out of the bureau chief's office.

He did not agree to stop the investigation because he would be held responsible if problems arose later.

If the leader only gives verbal instructions, it's at most considered a dereliction of duty, but you are the person primarily responsible. If something really goes wrong, you'll be the one who gets thrown out and it's all over.

He was not an ordinary police officer; his status as a second-tier superhuman allowed him to be unafraid of a chief of security bureau.

If all else fails, I can always switch jobs and go to another company.

The federal bureaucracy is already bad enough; I can't be the one to add fuel to the fire.

Zhou Wanhua first obtained the prisoner's file, and two hours was enough time to find out all his ancestors.

He is blind and cannot see.

The colleague in charge of the background check read the prisoner's resume to him.

[Zhang Fu, male, 39 years old, a second-tier physical superhuman (unregistered), a physical education teacher at the Third Primary School in Lantian District, with no criminal record, simple social relationships, and no parents...]

The file was as clean as that of a model citizen, completely at odds with the image of a desperate outlaw who fiercely resisted with a rifle at the dock.

Is there any physical education teacher who can develop to the second level and still teach at an elementary school?
A second-tier transcendent being could easily apply for a job with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands and enjoy a very good social status.

The colleague in charge of the background check also asked in surprise, "Team Leader Zhou, could this person's information be fake?"

No father, no mother, no children—it all seems fake.

How could a person not have a family background? Even if a martyr's orphan goes to an orphanage, there is still a complete family record.

Zhou Wanhua said, "It's obvious. Check his workplace to see if he's really working and who hired him. Send someone to visit him in person."

"Yes."

Return to the interrogation room.

Even superhumans get tired after a two-hour standoff.

Moreover, Zhang Fu was still injured.

Zhou Wanhua asked, "How is it?"

My colleague shook his head helplessly: "Still the same, doesn't say a word, just like a rock."

Zhou Wanhua sat down and activated his earth-elemental supernatural powers, focusing them on the prisoner in front of him. He could judge the prisoner's emotions through their pulse and heartbeat.

"It's been almost three hours, are you planning to say something? You've lost tens of millions of dollars worth of goods, if you don't say something now, you'll miss your chance."

Zhou Wanhua spoke, her voice not loud, but extremely grating.

Zhang Fu's heartbeat noticeably quickened, but his expression remained unchanged; he kept his head down and remained silent.

"I've done a rough estimate, and if all of these goods were sold on the black market, they should fetch over 100 million. With a little speculation, the price would be even higher."

"Even if someone pulls you out, they're not there to save you; they're there to clean up your mess. The cleanest way to clean up your mess is to flush the soiled toilet paper down the drain."

The prisoner's throat bobbed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Zhou Wanhua is a graduate of a police academy and is very skilled in interrogation.

Many criminals have not received counter-surveillance training. They may be ruthless on a daily basis, but they can be quite different after being arrested.

They are ruthless to others, but extremely protective of their own lives.

The focus of interrogation is not on how sophisticated the rhetoric is, but on touching on the sore spots, explaining the seriousness of the crime, and the punishment to be faced.

Then they tried to sow discord by telling him that he could redeem himself through meritorious service.

Very few people can withstand this combination of punches.

The only problem is that it takes time; the prisoners must absolutely not be allowed to make contact with the outside world.

“Smuggling this amount of life supplements is enough to get you sentenced to death.”

Zhou Wanhua added a sentence when his heart was pounding the most.

The prisoner said, "I...I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just responsible for delivering goods for people."

"You fucking took a gun and fought the special forces!"

Zhou Wanhua slammed his hand on the table, startling the prisoner and his colleague next to him.

"This truckload of life supplements you brought has uniform packaging and is of very high quality, even better than the quotas for many organizations. Who gave it to you?"

"Langpai, Maotai, or Wuliangye?"

Such scale and quality could not possibly be produced secretly in a small workshop; it must have come from a federal state-owned pharmaceutical company.

This is also the reason for Zhou Wanhua's anger.

They're so brazen about embezzling and selling federal property, do they really think nobody dares to do anything about it?
Zhou Wanhua used his supernatural powers to pinpoint the other person's heartbeat and pulse, and asked, "Now tell me, who gave you the goods? Don't think I can't find out; there are so many cameras on the road."

“If you speak out now, you won’t be the main culprit. After serving more than ten years in prison, you’ll at least be alive when you get out.”

The prisoner bit his lip tightly.

Half an hour had passed, and his lips trembled as he said, "I was only in charge of escorting the goods, so I don't know much. I only know that the goods came from Xuening in the south."

Nanfang Xuening is a mineral water company.

Zhou Wanhua said, "Are you fucking bluffing me? A mineral water company, how could they give you life supplements? I'm giving you one last chance."

"But I was really just an escort, I had no idea who my supplier was!"

"Then fucking think of something! If you don't have any clues, you can just wait to be used as a scapegoat."

"I think, what the hell am I thinking..."

Zhang Fu's face turned deathly pale under the light, and sweat almost soaked his collar.

Suddenly, he looked up sharply and said, "The supplements produced by different factories all taste different. I secretly drank a bottle or two, and it tasted like Wuliangye."

Upon receiving this clue, Zhou Wanhua immediately dispatched someone to collect samples. With corroboration from colleagues who had consumed Wuliangye brand life supplements, the taste was similar, but not quite the same.

The evidence is insufficient; the distillery could easily claim it was a small workshop counterfeiting.

But at least it's a breakthrough point. As long as we match them one by one, we can eventually find the source.

After a whole night of fussing, Zhou Wanhua went to report to the deputy director in charge.

The deputy director, a fifty-year-old veteran cadre, could see the problem at a glance and sighed, "Xiao Zhou, you shouldn't bother with this."

Zhou Wanhua frowned and asked, "This case involves so many life-sustaining supplements, why aren't you doing anything about it?"

"Precisely because there are too many, it's best not to care."

The deputy director had a high opinion of him and said a few more words, "If we let you investigate, can you guarantee your safety? If they can find three second-tier superhumans as drivers, they can find a third-tier assassin, or even a fourth-tier one."

"What if I said this might involve Zhuge Liang?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly calming Zhou Wanhua down.

He lowered his head slightly and fell silent.

This could cost you your life.

The gap between ideals and reality is always stark. Zhou Wanhua found himself terrified whenever he heard the name "Wuhou".

It was an instinctive fear, a clear understanding of Wuhou's energy.

Even if he enforces the law impartially, what can he change?
The deputy director patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, saying, "It's good that young people are energetic, but you also need to be careful. You continue investigating the organ harvesting case. This case is temporarily put on hold, and it won't be your responsibility if something goes wrong."

Zhou Wanhua replied, "Yes."

He returned to the Criminal Investigation Brigade office, and a female colleague immediately ran over and said, "Captain Zhou, the Special Counter-Strike Team called to inquire about the situation."

"what's the situation?"

"The life supplement case we intercepted yesterday involves supernatural crimes, so they have jurisdiction. With so many life supplements, they definitely have to investigate."

"Wait a moment, I'll get back to you right away."

Zhou Wanhua returned to his office, picked up the landline, dialed the number of the Ninth Detachment, and explained his purpose.

A clear male voice rang out.

"Hello, this is the Ninth Special Countermeasures Detachment. I am the detachment leader, Lu Zhao."

(End of this chapter)