Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

As soon as he said that, sweat poured down Du Wenbin's forehead.

No one inside the room responded.

When the words "criminal murder" are placed alongside back-end accounts, money laundering networks, and drugging cases, no matter how high the official's rank, they cannot escape the handcuffs.

Du Wenbin pushed his shoulders back a little.

"I want to see Secretary Sha."

Qi Tongwei looked at him.

"Sha Ruijin can't even protect his own phone now, and you still expect him to protect you?"

Du Wenbin's face turned ashen.

The arrogance that was just there in his eyes vanished as if wiped away with a rag, leaving only stiffness and sweat.

"Don't try to scare me."

"Why would I need to scare you?"

Qi Tongwei held a document in front of the camera.

"The old cell phone behind the wall was handed over by Sha Ruijin himself. Fragments of text messages from three years ago, handshake records from the core veteran cadre service center base station. The Q5 metal plate on your waist, the same source comparison results will be available immediately."

Du Wenbin opened his mouth, but his voice was dry.

"I want the provincial discipline inspection commission to intervene."

"it is good."

Footsteps came from outside the door.

Tian Guofu walked into the office with his hands behind his back.

He was wearing a dark jacket, his hair was neatly combed, his face was expressionless, and he was holding a document with a red stamp in his hand.

Lu Yike stepped aside.

"Secretary Tian."

Tian Guofu nodded and walked up to Du Wenbin.

Du Wenbin, as if he had grabbed a rope, immediately spoke.

"Secretary Tian, ​​they're acting recklessly. They're kicking down doors, searching people, and stealing materials. I demand that the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection immediately correct this."

Tian Guofu lifted the document up.

Snapped.

The "Detention Notice" slammed onto Du Wenbin's face and then slid down to his chest.

"The provincial discipline inspection commission you requested has arrived. Sign it now."

Du Wenbin looked down at the red seal and squeezed out a sound.

"Secretary Tian, ​​I am a member of the Provincial Department's Party Committee..."

"Party committee members should know the rules even better."

Tian Guofu put the pen on the table.

"sign."

Du Wenbin's wrist was still restrained by straps, and his teammates loosened his right hand.

He gripped the pen, his hands sweating profusely, and as he wrote the last stroke of his name, the ink trailed off in a short line.

Lu Yike retrieved the notification and handed it over to the disciplinary committee personnel.

"Du Wenbin, you are now being placed under detention in accordance with the law. You have the right to make statements, but do not touch any equipment or give any instructions to anyone."

Du Wenbin looked up at the screen.

Qi Tongwei was still sitting there.

That face showed no relief after victory, only the calm of an investigator.

"take away."

The special police officers grabbed Du Wenbin's arms and helped him up from the chair.

As he passed the door, Du Wenbin paused, as if he wanted to turn back and look at his office.

Tian Guofu blocked his view.

"Don't bother looking. The provincial department will take stock of your things."

Du Wenbin was led out of the corridor.

In the passageway on the east side of the tenth floor, several people who had been peeking around just moments before closed the door.

Lu Yike stood in the center of the office, listening to the report through her earpiece.

"The administrator account of the supervisory backend has been frozen."

"The Party Committee office network interface has been shut down due to an error."

"All external liaison ports for Du Wenbin's office have been cleared."

Two unregistered terminals were detected and have been sealed.

In the task force office, Lin Huahua's voice was a little hoarse, yet she still had the energy to joke around.

"Director Lu, the bathing on the Handong intranet is quite wasteful of water."

Lu Yike put the USB flash drive evidence bag into the box.

"Is it clean?"

"With Du Wenbin's connection severed, Sha Ruijin's influence within the provincial government can no longer be extended for the time being."

Qi Tongwei tapped the bedside table on the screen.

笃.

"The word 'temporarily' will be left in the report."

"clear."

The sound of keyboards clicking on Lin Huahua's end increased again.

Lu Yike sealed the fake catalog of the sealing wax file and looked up at Qi Tongwei.

Qi Tongwei was also looking at her.

The two remained silent, separated by a screen.

In this round, the deep-dive agents in the provincial department were brought to the surface, and Sha Ruijin's influence in Handong was also uprooted from the internal network.

But the old case is still in Haizhou.

That piece of paper from more than twenty years ago is still on its way.

Just as Du Wenbin was being escorted into the elevator, an encrypted line popped up in the lower right corner of the special case channel.

Lin Huahua's voice was very low.

"Director Lu, the top-secret video footage escorted from the old house in Haizhou has been received, and that piece of paper has arrived."

……

In the special investigation room, Du Wenbin had just been escorted into the elevator, and the lockdown map of the east passage on the tenth floor was still hanging on the secondary screen.

Lu Yike stood in front of the main screen, her dark suit buttoned up to the top, her hair tied up tightly, and her cuffs still had a little bit of dampness from the water glass.

Lin Huahua pushed her headphones up a bit; her voice was terribly hoarse, but her hands were very steady.

"Director Lu, we've arrived at the original footage of the old house in Haizhou. The body camera, high-definition video, and timecode are all there."

Lu Yike looked up.

"Switch to the larger screen."

The screen went black for a moment, then lit up again.

The footage is a bit shaky, the camera panning across an old house. An old freezer leans against the wall, its paint chipped off.

Zhou Lan's daughter stood beside the freezer, wearing a faded cotton coat, her face tense, holding half a page of yellow paper through white gloves.

The paper was yellowed and brittle, with curled edges, as if it would crumble in the palm of your hand with the slightest force.

In the video, someone gently reminds her to hold the paper higher.

She did as she was told, her hands tense, and she even held her breath.

Lin Huahua typed two keys on the keyboard, and the screen froze.

"Director Lu, the clarity is good enough, I'll zoom in."

Lu Yike placed the black briefcase on the table and leaned over to stare at the screen.

The top left corner of the page is magnified.

The date field is now visible.

March 3, 1998.

Several people in the task force room stopped what they were doing.

March 3rd.

This version of events has been repeated several times by the driver, by Sha Ruijin's old phone, and by the Haizhou unloading line.

This time, it was written on a sign-in sheet from more than 20 years ago.

Lu Yike's jaw tightened slightly.

"Visiting organization".

Lin Huahua zoomed the screen to the right.

The four characters in the "Visiting Organizations" section are heavily emphasized.

Frontier coordination.

The handwriting doesn't look like a casual scribbling; the strokes are steady, the ink is deep in the paper fibers, and it has the rough edges that only old-fashioned registers from that era possess.

Someone by the door opened their mouth but didn't dare to make a sound.

Lu Yike raised her hand and pointed to the signature area.

"here."

Lin Huahua maximized the signature bar.

The paper was clearly missing half of its length in that column, with a rough tear, as if it had been forcibly ripped off by pinching the edge.

The remaining right-side radical is crooked in the grid, crisscrossing horizontally and vertically, with the outermost stroke ending very heavily.

Lu Yike looked at it for a long time, then lowered her voice.

"Like the right side of the character '衡' (héng)."

Qi Tongwei was also watching the video in the ward.

He was wearing a hospital gown with a dark coat over it, his left arm in a sling across his chest and his right hand resting on the edge of the bed. His face was pale, but the pressure from his eyes made few people in the room dare to move.

His gaze froze when the fragmented characters were magnified to fill the entire screen.

He tapped the bedside table with his right knuckles.

笃.

"The original image file is encrypted."

Lin Huahua immediately sat up straight.

"Director Qi, should we keep all three copies for verification: the case file, the prosecutor's file, and the disciplinary committee file?"

"Keep the original video archived, send screenshots via military dedicated line to the northern command post."

Lu Yike turned to look at the screen.

"Director Qi, once this paper is delivered to Major General Shen, the situation will be irreversible and won't be able to be downgraded back to Handong."