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The Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee Building.

Li Dakang sat at the end of the conference table, his white shirt collar buttoned up neatly, his gray jacket draped over the back of his chair, and in front of him lay nearly ten years' worth of financial statements for Jingzhou Heavy Machinery.

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau stood next to the projector, his expression also grim.

"Secretary Li, after tracing back this far, we have confirmed that someone has been shorting Jingzhou Heavy Machinery for a long time."

Li Dakang looked up.

"How did the money go?"

"On the surface, it appears to be a loss from procurement, but in reality, it's a drain on resources from three lines: port logistics, warehousing losses, and outsourced maintenance."

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau pushed a stack of documents forward.

"When the company's CFO cooperated with the investigation, a batch of old documents were found at the bottom of the safe, including a copy of the original port logistics warehouse receipt from 1999."

Li Dakang did not reach out.

He stared at the document for two seconds.

"The bottom of the safe?"

"Yes, it was tucked inside the old audit working papers, and wrapped in a layer of kraft paper. The CFO said that the old accountant specifically instructed him not to touch this thing when he handed over the work."

Li Dakang reached out and picked up the photocopy.

The paper is yellowed, the copying marks are heavy, and there are creases on the edges.

The first column is the carrier.

Haizhou Port Affairs Third Branch.

The second column is the item to be entered into the warehouse.

Civil building materials components.

Li Dakang's brows furrowed.

"Could civilian building materials and components really cause Jingzhou Heavy Machinery to lose money like this?"

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau didn't respond, but simply pointed to the middle column.

"Secretary Li, please look at the product details."

Li Dakang continued reading.

Below the product name column, the printed text has been covered by a stamp, but the handwritten supplement column is still available.

Special casing for combat-ready communication equipment.

No one in the meeting room flipped through the papers anymore.

Li Dakang moved the photocopy a little closer to the light, took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on.

"Combat readiness communication equipment?"

"Yes."

"Should we use the Haizhou Port Third Branch's access road?"

"Yes."

"Is the Jingzhou Heavy Machinery Company's account for civilian building materials?"

"That's how it's written in the books."

Li Dakang put the paper back on the table, pressing his palm against the edge of the copy.

His face was still serious, but everyone in the conference room could feel that the atmosphere had changed.

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau licked his lips.

"Secretary Li, there's another place for this warehouse receipt."

"where?"

"Last page, joint acceptance section."

Li Dakang flipped to the last page.

The four sections—acceptance unit, port authority, carrier, and supervisor—are grouped together.

The signature in the final joint acceptance section was clearly written.

Qin Kewen.

The three characters were pressed onto the copy mark, and the strokes were very hard.

Li Dakang stared at those three words, and his eyelids twitched.

"Qin Kewen?"

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau nodded.

"We reviewed the handwriting records, and the signatures matched closely with those in the Haizhou case. Although it's a photocopy, the signature location, date, and acceptance number all match."

Li Dakang picked up the photocopy and flipped back from the first page to the last.

He translated very slowly.

I looked at every column.

I read every chapter.

When he saw the number column, he tapped it with the tip of his pen.

"Has anyone seen this code?"

"Currently, there are only three people in the Economic Crime Investigation Team: the financial director himself, and myself."

Where is the CFO?

"He has been placed under protective detention in a controlled room at the Jingzhou Public Security Bureau. His mobile phone and computer have been sealed off."

Li Dakang nodded.

"You're not completely senile."

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could even catch his breath, Li Dakang had already put the copies into a transparent sealed bag.

"This piece of paper can no longer be given to the Economic Crime Investigation Department."

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau tensed up.

"Secretary Li, should we hand it over to the provincial department?"

"The provincial department is busier than anyone else right now."

Li Dakang stood up and picked up the internal phone on the table.

"Send a special police vehicle to the east gate of the municipal party committee, take two reliable comrades, drive with flashing police lights, do not stop, do not hand over duties, and go directly to the military hospital."

The person on the other end of the phone responded immediately.

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau hesitated for a moment.

"For Director Qi?"

Li Dakang glanced at him.

"Who do you think should receive this?"

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau immediately shut up.

Li Dakang handed the sealed bag over, then took it back.

"Never mind, I'll sign the seal myself."

He picked up a black pen and wrote his name on the seal.

Li Dakang.

The pen tip glides across the paper with a very soft sound.

After writing it, he handed the sealed bag to the head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau.

"You personally escort it to the car and watch it get in."

"Yes."

"Don't make phone calls, report anything, or send messages while on the road."

"clear."

Li Dakang added another sentence.

"Before this matter reached Qi Tongwei, everyone who asked said that the investigation into financial loopholes was still ongoing."

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau nodded, picked up the sealed bag, and walked out.

He stopped again just as he reached the doorway.

"Secretary Li, where's the original?"

"The original document remains in Jingzhou, guarded by two people, and an additional seal is placed on the outside of the cabinet."

Li Dakang looked out the window at the city's buildings.

"Jingzhou's economy is the bowl that feeds the people, not a tube that drains their blood."

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau's lips moved, but in the end he only gave a salute.

"I'll take care of it right away."

Military hospital.

The corridor outside the ward.

After the special police vehicle stopped downstairs, two police officers escorted the sealed bag upstairs without going into the nurses' station or passing through the regular registration desk.

Qi Tongwei leaned against the headboard, his left arm in a sling, a dark coat draped over his hospital gown.

He took the sealed bag, first looked at the seal, then at the signature.

"Did Li Dakang send this?"

The police officer stood very straight.

"Secretary Li personally signed the seal, and the director of the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau personally delivered it to the car."

Qi Tongwei tore open the outer registration slip with his right hand; the movement was slow but steady.

The copy is unfolded.

Haizhou Port Affairs Third Branch.

Special casing for combat-ready communication equipment.

Qin Kewen.

Qi Tongwei's finger stopped next to the three characters "Qin Kewen".

The ward fell silent.

He didn't curse or slam his fist on the table; he simply flipped the copy back to the first page and stared at the number column.

Sixteen-bit encoding.

The first four digits resemble the year and port of entry, the middle few resemble the type of goods and the transportation route, and the last few digits represent the inspection point and batch number.

Qi Tongwei picked up the red dedicated telephone receiver from the bedside table.

"Connect to the Northern Front Command, Zhou Weiguo."

A few seconds later, the line was connected.

Zhou Weiguo's voice came through.

"Hall Qi".

Qi Tongwei placed the copy flat on the fax table.

"Li Dakang delivered a warehouse receipt from Haizhou Port in 1999. The item was a special casing for wartime communication equipment. Qin Kewen was signed in the joint acceptance section."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

Qi Tongwei didn't wait for him to process it.

"I'll fax it to you now."

"receive."

The fax machine started running.

The papers were fed in one by one, making a rustling sound.

Qi Tongwei stared at the last page being swallowed before continuing to speak.

"Make a deadlock comparison between the code of this warehouse receipt and the purchase contract number in the front-line coordination group."

Zhou Weiguo answered immediately.

"clear."

"Don't just compare the surface numbers. Break it down by year, port of entry, type of goods, transportation section, inspection point, and last digit of the batch number."

"Yes."

"I want results, not speculation."

Give me ten minutes.