Guo Xiaojun's voice came through the phone, fast and urgent.

"We've found it! There was a large transfer in Hongtu Weiye's account an hour ago to an overseas account! At the same time, Wang Jianzhong used his personal connections to book a flight to an international airport in a neighboring city, departing in an hour for South Asia! Sun Zhigang is with him and should be on his way to the airport now!"

Chen Ping's eyes were icy cold.

He didn't bother checking the impact marks on the car; he hung up the phone and floored the accelerator. The engine roared, and the car headed towards the neighboring city.

The Bluetooth headset in the car connected automatically, and he dialed Xiao Yuhan's number.

"Lay it flat?" Xiao Yuhan's voice came from behind a quiet background.

"He's trying to escape," Chen Ping said calmly. "The airport in the neighboring city, in one hour."

There was a two-second pause on the other end of the phone, and Xiao Yuhan immediately understood. "I just arrived at the provincial party committee compound and am waiting. Team Leader Li has already submitted the materials, and the main leaders of the provincial discipline inspection commission will see me soon. You... be careful."

"clear."

Chen Ping hung up the phone, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. The scenery outside the car window rushed past, but his hands on the steering wheel remained steady.

……

The international departure hall of the neighboring city's international airport.

Wang Jianzhong was wearing a dark jacket, a top hat pulled low, and large sunglasses. But his commanding presence still set him apart from the other passengers. His face was grim as he warily scanned his surroundings.

Sun Zhigang, carrying a briefcase, followed closely behind, his forehead covered in sweat. He kept checking the time on his phone, muttering, "Almost there, almost there, it'll be our turn soon..."

They need to leave before the official order from the province comes through. As long as the plane takes off, there's still a chance.

"Shut up," Wang Jianzhong muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with annoyance.

Finally, it was their turn in the queue. Wang Jianzhong took a deep breath, took off his sunglasses, and handed his passport to the customs officer at the entrance. He felt that as long as his face was visible, even if the officer had questions, he wouldn't dare waste the time of a deputy mayor.

Just as his passport was about to be handed through the window, a hand reached out from the side and quickly pressed down on his passport.

The fingers on that hand were very long, and the knuckles were a little white from the force.

Wang Jianzhong's eyes narrowed, and he stiffly turned his head.

Chen Pingfang stood beside him. His white shirt was wrinkled, with bloodstains on the collar, his hair was disheveled, and his face was pale, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Chen...Chen Pingfang?!" Sun Zhigang exclaimed, his voice trembling as if he'd seen a ghost. He pointed at Chen Pingfang's nose and yelled, "Are you crazy?! What do you think you're doing?!"

As he cursed, he yelled at the airport security guards nearby, "Help! Security! Someone is attacking government officials!"

Sun Zhigang's shout drew the attention of everyone in the hall.

Several airport security personnel reacted quickly, immediately surrounding the area with rubber batons, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Sir, please release your grip immediately and step back!" the head security guard shouted a warning.

Chen Ping ignored the rubber baton pointing at him and just stared at Wang Jianzhong's face, which had become very ugly.

He released his grip on the passport, and instead of backing away, he took a step forward and, under everyone's gaze, slowly pulled two items out of the crease of his shirt pocket.

One of them is a letter of introduction stamped with the official seal of the Yunzhou Municipal Government.

The other document is a copy of "A Letter Requesting Urgent Assistance in Investigating Certain Clues," personally signed by Xiao Yuhan.

He slammed the documents directly onto the customs counter; the sound wasn't loud, but everyone in the area could hear it.

"Vice Mayor Wang, the accounts for the Jinshuiwan project haven't been settled yet, and the provincial inspection team hasn't left. Isn't this business trip against regulations?"

One sentence instantly silenced the scene.

Passengers around stopped and curiously gathered around, many of them already taking out their phones.

"The deputy mayor?"

"The Jinshuiwan project? Wasn't that the one that caused such a big stir a while ago?"

"Were they stopped?"

A murmur arose. Wang Jianzhong felt his face burning, his blood rushing to his head. He forced down his panic, straightened his back, adopted the air of a deputy mayor, and pointed at Chen Ping, shouting sternly, "Nonsense! Who do you think you are? Forging official documents and settling personal scores! Where are the airport police? Arrest this person who is obstructing official business immediately!"

He wanted to use the police to force his way through.

The security personnel were at a loss for what to do, and the situation became a tense standoff.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

The flight information broadcasts playing on a loop in the airport terminal suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became very quiet.

Everyone instinctively turned around to look.

A group of men in dark suits, their expressions serious, pushed aside the onlookers and charged directly towards the customs area. They exuded an imposing aura, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for them.

The one leading the group was Li Xiangyang from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

When Wang Jianzhong saw Li Xiangyang's expressionless face, his mind went blank.

It’s over.

Li Xiangyang ignored him and the people around him. He walked to the center of the confrontation, took a document out of his briefcase in front of everyone, held it high, and announced it loudly.

"Following a decision by the Provincial Party Committee, Wang Jianzhong, Vice Mayor of Yunzhou City, will be placed under disciplinary investigation. This is to be implemented immediately!"

The bright red provincial party committee seal on the document stung Wang Jianzhong's eyes.

His body trembled, and his usual composure and airs vanished in an instant.

pat.

The boarding pass he was clutching tightly in his hand fell limply to the ground.

One foot stepped on it.

Chen Ping lowered his head, crushed the plane ticket with the sole of his shoe, then raised his head and quietly looked at Wang Jianzhong.

Seeing this, Sun Zhigang panicked completely. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. In an attempt to seize the last chance, he pointed at Wang Jianzhong and shouted.

"It's not my fault! It's all his fault! He's the one who made me frame Chen Pingfang's parents! He's also the one who made me find someone to run over Secretary Chen on the highway! It's him! He's the one who ordered me to do it all! I have evidence! I can get credit for it!"

These words exploded like a bomb in the crowd.

Countless mobile phone cameras were pointed at the section chief who was slumped on the ground and the deputy mayor whose face was ashen.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, two disciplinary committee staff members stepped forward, one on each side, and grabbed Wang Jianzhong. With a "click," the cold handcuffs locked his wrists, which had once reviewed countless documents.

As Wang Jianzhong was taken away, his gaze pierced through the crowd and fixed intently on Chen Pingfang.

Chen Ping ignored him.

He turned around and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

In the distance, an airplane had just taken off, leaving a white trail in the sky.

That was the flight Wang Jianzhong was originally supposed to take.

Chen Ping took out his phone, the screen reflecting the light on his calm face. He sent Xiao Yuhan a text message with only four words.

"The dust has settled."

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