After breaking up with my boyfriend, I made a fortune and rose rapidly in my career.

"It's too late."

Chen Pingfang's voice was cold.

Memories of his past life flashed through his mind: the car accident classified as a drunk driving accident, the woman in the news with only three lines of text, and Wang Jianzhong's words at the dinner table, "There was some trouble, but it's been dealt with."

Lin Xiaoyue.

In her previous life, she died in what was supposedly an accident the day before she was to hand over the evidence.

"Mayor Xiao." Chen Ping rushed out of the interrogation room and saw Xiao Yuhan taking a phone call in the corridor. He quickly stepped forward and lowered his voice, saying, "We can't transfer people according to normal procedures. Wang Jianzhong has other forces outside the police force. I'll take Liu Tiemian and Zhang Zheng first. You take the SWAT team and follow behind."

Seeing Chen Ping's tense expression, Xiao Yuhan hung up the phone immediately: "I'll go with you."

"It's too dangerous."

"It's precisely because it's dangerous that I have to go." Xiao Yuhan had already started walking outside. "If anything happens, I'll take the responsibility."

The four men quickly went downstairs and got into Liu Tiemian's private car.

The car had barely left the police station when Chen Ping's phone vibrated. It was another text message from that mysterious number: "There's a dump truck on Binjiang Avenue, license plate number Yun A·D8XXX, destination Emerald Bay. Hurry."

Chen Pingfang's eyes narrowed as he stared at the screen, then he immediately yelled at Liu Tiemian, "Take the Binjiang Avenue, and drive faster!"

The car weaved through the evening traffic, its engine roaring.

Zhang Zheng gripped the car door handle tightly: "Secretary Chen, what exactly is going on?"

"Wang Jianzhong is going to kill me to silence me." Chen Ping's eyes were fixed on the front. "In my previous life, Lin Xiaoyue died in the same way."

As soon as he said that, the car fell silent, with only the heavy breathing of a few people audible.

As soon as Chen Ping entered Binjiang Avenue, his gaze locked onto a vehicle. It was a truck fully loaded with construction waste, illegally driving in the fast lane, its body swaying violently, yet its speed was by no means slow.

"That's the car!"

Liu Tiemian floored the accelerator, and his car locked onto the dump truck.

Chen Ping immediately took out his phone to call Lin Xiaoyue, but the line was busy. He hung up and called again, but the line was still busy.

Chen Ping's heart sank.

"The Emerald Bay residential area is just ahead," Zhang Zheng said, pointing to the road sign.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a red sedan sped out of the entrance to the residential area, its speed suggesting it was fleeing for its life.

The driver was a woman with disheveled hair and a deathly pale face. It was Lin Xiaoyue.

Almost simultaneously, the dump truck suddenly accelerated, ran a red light, and sped out from a side intersection, its front end aimed directly at the driver's seat of Lin Xiaoyue's car.

"Holy crap!" Liu Tiemian's eyes widened in disbelief.

Pedestrians on the roadside screamed in fright, and some people had already raised their phones to take pictures.

Chen Ping's mind raced, and in an instant he realized that it was too late to drive past normally.

"Hold on tight!"

As Chen Ping shouted, he grabbed the steering wheel, placed his right foot directly on Liu Tiemian's foot, and floored the accelerator.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground, and the car swerved, coming to a stop between the dump truck and Lin Xiaoyue's red sedan before anyone could react.

boom!

A loud bang was heard.

The dump truck driver instinctively swerved the steering wheel, the front of the truck grazing the rear of their vehicle before crashing into the roadside green belt. A lamppost was snapped in half, crashing to the ground and sending sparks flying.

Lin Xiaoyue's car was scratched and she had to stop on the side of the road. Fortunately, no one was hurt.

Inside the car, Xiao Yuhan's forehead hit the back of the front seat, and Zhang Zheng's glasses flew off.

Chen Ping's forehead slammed into the steering wheel, drawing blood that streamed down his cheek. But he paid no heed to it.

Over there, the dump truck driver had already jumped out of the truck, grabbed an iron bar, and started yelling at Lin Xiaoyue's car, "Do you even know how to drive?!"

Chen Ping kicked open the wrecked car door, swayed slightly, and rushed out.

At this moment, the driver had already raised the iron bar in his hand.

Lin Xiaoyue screamed in terror inside the car.

Chen Ping rushed up behind the driver and used a grappling move to firmly grip the man's wrist.

"Ah!" The driver felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the iron rod fell to the ground with a "clang".

Liu Tiemian also rushed over, and together with Chen Ping, they quickly pinned the driver to the ground.

A gasp rippled through the surrounding crowd, and some people began calling the police.

Lin Xiaoyue pushed open the car door and saw Chen Pingfang's face covered in blood; her voice trembled.

"It's you...it's you..." She recognized Chen Pingfang; she had seen him before when he was working for Zhao Defu. "Wang Jianzhong wants to kill me! He said he can't sleep if I don't die!"

Trembling, she pulled a hard drive wrapped in a waterproof cloth and a black leather ledger from her bag, holding them high: "I'm going to expose him! I want him dead!"

This scene was clearly captured by countless mobile phone cameras around them.

The piercing sound of sirens grew louder as they approached.

Xiao Yuhan arrived with a large number of special police officers and quickly sealed off the scene.

Chen Ping casually wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve and took the ledger and hard drive from Lin Xiaoyue.

The ledger had a black cover with no words on it.

Chen Ping opened the first page, which was covered with neat handwriting.

"March 15, 2019, Wang Jianzhong, environmental impact assessment fee for Jinshuiwan project, 500,000 yuan, cash."

"June 8, 2019, Wang Jianzhong, land planning adjustment in the eastern part of the city, 800,000, transferred."

Every single entry was recorded clearly.

Xiao Yuhan stood beside Chen Pingfang, looking at the contents of the account book, her face gradually darkening.

Special police quickly found a disposable cell phone on the dump truck driver, which contained only a recently sent text message:

"Make it an accident, leave no survivors."

The email was sent just half an hour ago.

Technicians arrived quickly and collected evidence from the phone on the spot.

"Mayor Xiao, the base station that sent this text message is located near the City Hall building..." The technician paused for a moment.

The ambulance's red and blue lights flashed alternately, illuminating the faces of everyone at the scene. Lin Xiaoyue was escorted into a police car under the protection of special police, and the dump truck driver was also handcuffed and taken away.

Chen Ping let the medical staff bandage his forehead wound, then personally handed the black ledger and hard drive to Xiao Yuhan.

"Mayor Xiao, the evidence is complete."

His voice betrayed no emotion.

Xiao Yuhan took the ledger, looked at the densely packed evidence of crimes on it, and took a deep breath.

"Wang Jianzhong, you can't escape this time."

In the distance, the lights of the municipal government office building were still on.

Chen Pingfang knew that Wang Jianzhong's last struggle had failed.

Next, it's time to settle the score.