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The other thugs were shocked and furious to see Ah Biao being taken down so easily, and were about to step forward to help.

Unbeknownst to them, behind them, another security guard in black, having received the news, darted away like a tiger among sheep.

"Snap!"

"what!"

"Bang!"

Several short, muffled thuds and screams followed.

The remaining thugs collapsed to the ground in various positions within a few breaths, clutching their wrists or knees, groaning in pain, and losing all fighting ability.

Several daggers lay scattered around some of the people.

The whole process was incredibly fast.

The two security guards in black stood aside as if they had done something insignificant, their cold gazes sweeping over the groaning men on the ground. One of them took out a special communicator and whispered a few words.

Soon, hospital security guards and several plainclothes officers rushed over and quickly dragged away the thugs who were still confused about the situation.

The corridor returned to calm.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Inside the ward, Luo Fei slowly opened his eyes, a cold smile curving his lips.

The commotion outside the door couldn't escape his notice.

This Zhao Zhiwei... he really won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin.

He glanced at his sleeping aunt and cousin, then closed his eyes again.

Late at night, inside a secluded and little-known building in Chongnan City.

In the dimly lit room, Ah Biao and his men who had been knocked down were all handcuffed and sat dejectedly on cold metal chairs.

The pain and deep fear still lingered on their faces.

At first, when they were subdued by the two terrifyingly skilled men in black, they thought they had just encountered exceptionally capable hospital security guards or private bodyguards.

When he was taken away from the hospital and shoved into a black van without any markings, A Biao even struggled and shouted.

"Who the hell are you?! What right do you have to arrest us?! I'm calling the police! I'm accusing you of illegal detention and intentional assault!"

However, the driver completely ignored him.

It wasn't until I was led into this room without even windows, saw the imposing emblem on the wall, and then saw several men in ordinary jackets enter.

One of them walked up to them, took out his ID, and showed it to them.

The name of the organization on the certificate made Ah Biao feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

It was a department he had only heard of in movies and legends, representing absolute power and mysterious forces.

"You are suspected of endangering national security and stealing state secrets."

The plainclothes man's voice was devoid of any emotion, like that of a cold robot: "Now, tell us your identities, your purpose, and whether you are acting under orders."

"National...National Security?" One of the henchmen was trembling with fear, almost crying. "Boss, it's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! We were just helping someone pick up a child from the hospital, what state secrets? How would we know anything about it!"

Ah Biao's face turned ashen, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Endangering national security? Stealing state secrets?

That hat is way too big!

They can't hold on!

"Picking up a child?" The plainclothes man's eyes grew even colder. "Carrying controlled weapons, violently storming a state-protected restricted area, attempting kidnapping, and interfering with a major national scientific research project. You call that picking up a child?"

Every word felt like a heavy hammer blow to A Biao's heart.

Nationally protected? Restricted area? Major national scientific research project?

Isn't that just a little girl with leukemia?

How did I get involved in these things?!

"Speak! Who ordered this? What is the purpose?" another plainclothes officer shouted sternly, his powerful aura making it almost impossible for the men to breathe.

Ah Biao's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He realized that what he had gotten himself into was a million times more terrifying than he had imagined!

Zhao Zhiwei probably had no idea what level his daughter was involved in!

In order to protect himself, he no longer cared about chivalry or employer-employee relationships, and poured out everything he knew like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

"It was Zhao Zhiwei! He's the one who told us to go to the hospital and bring his daughter out! He said he'd use the child to force his wife to drop the charges! We really don't know anything else! We were just doing our jobs for money! Brother, please spare us! We really don't know anything about state secrets!"

He cried out, his face covered in snot and tears, his previous arrogance completely gone.

The others nodded in agreement hastily, desperately trying to distance themselves from the situation.

The plainclothes officers were taking notes when they exchanged a glance.

Zhao Zhiwei?

Soon, Zhao Zhiwei's background information was retrieved.

The company's senior executive, whose father is a retired leader of the local court, had an extramarital affair, transferred assets, and threatened to divorce his seriously ill daughter.

Morally corrupt, the evidence is conclusive.

And now, they even dare to instigate people to storm areas protected by state secrets?

"Immediately apprehend Zhao Zhiwei and bring him back for questioning," the plainclothes officer in charge decisively ordered.

It was late at night.

In the upscale residential area where the Zhao family lived, most of the windows were already dark.

Zhao Zhiwei was sitting in his parents' living room, smoking impatiently, waiting for news from Abiao.

My father has made several phone calls, but the feedback has been somewhat vague, suggesting that the court's attitude toward the upcoming case proceedings has become somewhat ambiguous.

This made him even more upset.

Zhao Dechang sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, silently sipping his tea, but the fingers holding the teacup unconsciously tightened, revealing his inner turmoil.

Meanwhile, Zhao's mother kept nagging and scolding Luo Yumei and Zhao Lin.

"It's all that jinx's fault! She gave birth to a sickly daughter! She's a burden to my son! And now she dares to sue him? She's gone too far! If you ask me, Zhiwei, you should have divorced her long ago! It's much better to have a grandson, healthy and able to carry on the Zhao family line..."

Her harsh words sounded particularly jarring in the quiet living room.

Just then, the doorbell rang urgently.

"Who is it? It's so late!" Zhao's mother got up impatiently and walked to the gate.

On the screen, three or four unfamiliar faces with serious expressions appeared.

Who are you looking for?

"Is Zhao Zhiwei home? We are from the Municipal State Security Bureau. We need him to come back to assist with an investigation." A calm but authoritative voice came from outside the door.

"National Security Bureau?"

Zhao's mother was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed drastically. "What National Security Bureau? You must have made a mistake!"

"Please cooperate with our work." The voice outside the door remained calm.

Zhao Dechang and Zhao Zhiwei also heard the conversation, and stood up at the same time, their expressions changing drastically.

National Security Bureau?

How could it be the National Security Bureau?

A sense of foreboding welled up in Zhao Zhiwei's heart.

Could it be that Ah Biao and his gang got into trouble? But how could it involve the National Security Bureau?

Zhao Dechang, being a seasoned veteran, forced himself to remain calm and said to his mother, "Open the door."

The door opened.

Three men in plain clothes, but with an imposing air, walked in. The one in the lead showed his identification.

"Zhao Zhiwei, please come with us and cooperate with the investigation." His gaze was fixed directly on Zhao Zhiwei, whose face had turned pale.

"What right do you have to take my son away?! What did he do wrong?"

Zhao's mother excitedly stood in front of her son, her voice shrill.

"Suspected of instructing others to endanger national security and breaching state secret protection zones."

The plainclothes officer's answer was concise and to the point, like a thunderclap.

The teacup in Zhao Dechang's hand fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered into pieces.

His face drained of color, and he stared at his son in disbelief.

Endangering national security? Invading state secret protection zones?

How...how is this possible?!

Zhao Zhiwei was struck dumb, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"I didn't! It's all a misunderstanding! It must be a misunderstanding!" he protested, his voice trembling.

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, we'll find out once we investigate. Please proceed."

With a wave of his hand, the plainclothes officer sent two other men forward, standing on either side of Zhao Zhiwei. Although there was no forceful action, the invisible pressure made Zhao Zhiwei unable to muster any thoughts of resistance.

Zhao's mother tried to cry and make a scene to stop him, but Zhao Dechang held her back tightly.

He watched his son being led away, his lips trembling, his eyes filled with fear and bewilderment.

His extensive network of connections, built up over decades, appears utterly powerless in the face of the word "national security."

The door closed again.

The living room was deathly silent.

Finally realizing what was happening, Zhao's mother collapsed to the ground, wailing, "My son! Why did they arrest my son! It's all that jinx Luo Yumei! And her sickly daughter! They're here to bring bad luck to the Zhao family! Why don't they just die?!"

Her cries and curses were hysterical and filled with resentment.

Zhao Dechang slumped onto the sofa, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His fingers trembled as he tried to reach for a cigarette, but he couldn't find it no matter what he did.

He knew that his son had probably really messed up this time.

"No! We can't just let this go!"

After crying and cursing for a while, Zhao's mother suddenly got up, her eyes flashing with a crazed and venomous light. "It must be Luo Yumei and her country bumpkin nephew who did this! They want to kill my son! They want to seize our Zhao family's property!"

She grabbed Zhao Dechang's arm tightly: "Old Zhao! You have to think of something! Find someone! Use all your old connections! Get Zhiwei out of here!"

Zhao Dechang shook his head bitterly, his voice hoarse: "It's no use. The National Security Bureau has intervened. No matter who speaks, it's useless..."

"Then find someone else! Use another method!"

A fierce glint flashed in Zhao's mother's eyes. She lowered her voice, her tone like a viper's hiss, "My brother knows some people in the underworld. Have him find someone to get rid of Luo Yumei and her nephew! If the plaintiff is gone, the lawsuit won't go through, right? Maybe Zhiwei will be fine then!"

Zhao Dechang was shocked, staring at his wife in horror: "Are you crazy?! That's illegal! It's a capital offense!"

"I don't care!" Zhao's mother was like a madwoman. "They want my son dead! I'll take their lives first! My brother will definitely find a way to clean things up! Old Zhao, just pretend you don't know anything! I'll arrange everything!"

She ignored her husband, rushed into the bedroom, picked up her phone, found a number saved as "Brother," and dialed it.

The call was answered quickly.

"Sis? What's up so late?" A rough male voice came from the other end of the line, with some background noise.