Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

The proof is like a mountain!

Not only were there records of fund transfers in overseas accounts, but also a recording of a phone call that was captured by the "ghost hand" from multiple encrypted satellite signals, filled with noise but every word of which was piercing.

If this evidence were to follow the standard procedure, from the National Development and Reform Commission to the Discipline Inspection Group, and then from the Discipline Inspection Group to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, how many layers of approval and how many official seals would it have to go through?

In this process, as long as the Zhao family gets even the slightest hint, with their vast network of connections that they've cultivated in the city for decades, they have a thousand ways to make this evidence "accidentally" destroyed during its circulation, or to find a few insignificant scapegoats to take the blame.

Just like when Luo Binwang abandoned Zhang Mingyuan in Jiangnan Province back then.

Liu Ming knew these people's methods all too well.

and so.

He decided to play by his own rules.

He wanted to flip the table.

……

Outside a highly confidential office in the city.

The corridor was covered with a thick red carpet, making no sound as one walked on it. The guards around them stood as straight as pine trees, their eyes as sharp as hawks. An absolute solemnity filled the air, capable of freezing all noise.

Liu Ming stood ramrod straight.

He was clutching the black tactical briefcase tightly in his hand.

He didn't go through the recommendation of the leaders of the National Development and Reform Commission, nor did he make an appointment in the usual way. He used Lin Zhentian's name and the pretext of "reporting on a sudden crisis in a major national strategic project" to forcefully knock on this door, which was as unattainable as the Southern Heaven Gate for ordinary department-level cadres.

"Squeak—"

The heavy mahogany door was gently pulled open.

Director Wang, Elder Lin's personal secretary, strode out, his expression grave. He glanced at Liu Ming, nodded slightly, and lowered his voice: "The leader is inside. Elder Lin is here too. Let's go in and get straight to the point."

Liu Ming took a deep breath and stepped into the power center that would determine the future direction of the Republic.

The office was small and decorated very simply.

A calligraphy work by Chairman Mao hangs on the wall, and the bookshelves are crammed with all kinds of books on economics, politics, and history.

An elderly man with gray hair, a kind face, and an imposing presence sat behind a desk, reading a document. Meanwhile, Marshal Lin Zhentian sat on the sofa beside him, leaning on a cane, resting with his eyes closed.

"Greetings, sir."

Liu Ming did not salute, but bowed slightly, his voice steady.

"Little Liu is here."

The leader put down the documents, took off his reading glasses, and looked at the young man in front of him with a gentle gaze.

"Old Lin told me that I have an extremely important matter to report to a higher level. What's wrong? Is it that your 'billion-dollar chip project' is encountering difficulties? Or is it that things aren't going well within the ministries?"

Although his tone was gentle, his eyes, which seemed to see right through people, carried an invisible pressure.

"Reporting to the commander. The project has indeed encountered difficulties."

Without beating around the bush, Liu Ming opened her briefcase and handed over the thick printed document and an encrypted USB drive containing audio recordings.

"But the difficulty does not come from technological barriers, nor from a lack of funds."

Liu Ming looked directly into the leader's eyes, speaking each word clearly and forcefully in the hall.

"But it came from... traitors within our own ranks."

The moment the word "treason" was uttered, the air in the office seemed to drop to freezing point!

Old Lin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, his tiger-like eyes flashing with sharp light.

The leader's expression instantly turned serious. He didn't say anything, but silently took the document, put on his reading glasses, and began to read it.

At first, his reading speed was relatively steady.

But the further he read, the more his brows furrowed, and the fingers that were turning the pages began to exert a little more force.

When he saw the chart showing the flow of overseas funds and Zhao Ruihu's electronic signature at the Swiss bank, his breathing became noticeably heavy.

"presumptuous!"

The leader suddenly slammed his hand on the table!

The dull thud sent a chill down the spine of Director Wang, who was standing to the side. He had served his superior for so many years and had rarely seen him so angry.

"For a paltry sum of one hundred million US dollars, they actually dared to sell out the core database that the country had spent tens of billions of dollars and countless researchers' hard work to build!"

The leader angrily slammed the document on the table, his chest heaving violently.

"This is digging up the roots of our nation! This is sacrificing the future of our people for their own family's wealth and glory!"

"Xiao Liu."

The leader turned his head, his gaze sharp as he stared at Liu Ming. "Have all the evidence in this document been verified? This is no joke! Once verified, this isn't just a problem for Zhao Ruihu alone; it involves the entire Zhao family in the city!"

"Sir, all the evidence has undergone the highest level of cross-comparison, and the recordings have also been verified by voiceprint analysis. It is beyond doubt."

Liu Ming stood ramrod straight, his voice carrying a ruthless and decisive edge.

"The Zhao family has deep roots and a vast network of connections in the city. If we follow the usual procedures, I worry that this fire will be extinguished before it even gets going, under various pretexts. They might even find a scapegoat to take the fall, while the real culprit remains at large."

"Therefore, I have dared to report this to a higher level. Please make the decision, sir!"

Old Lin snorted coldly from the side and stood up, leaning on his cane.

"Determine what? There's nothing to decide!"

Although the old general is advanced in years, the killing intent he brought from the battlefield has not diminished in the slightest.

"These traitors, if this happened during wartime, I'd drag them out and shoot them for five minutes straight! Now that we're at peace, they're all sitting in spacious offices, wearing human skin, doing things even more despicable than the traitors of yesteryear!"

Old Lin turned to look at the leader, his tone filled with a mixture of heartache and resolve.

"Sir, this isn't just an economic issue; it's a political issue, a national security issue! That old man from the Zhao family seemed quite honest when he was my bodyguard. I never imagined his descendants would be so rotten!"

"This malignant tumor must be removed! And it must be uprooted!"

The leader looked at the scattered documents, then at Liu Ming, who stood before him with a resolute expression.

He knew the immense political risk Liu Ming was taking by standing here today.

Reporting to higher authorities without authorization is a major taboo in officialdom.

If no evidence is found in the end, Liu Ming's political life will be completely over.

But he knew even more that without Liu Ming's courage to expose the truth, this deeply concealed evil would have remained hidden within these red walls for who knows how long.

"Okay, very good."

The leader took a deep breath, and the anger on his face gradually subsided, replaced by an imposing and decisive aura.

He pressed the red secure phone on the table, his voice deep and powerful.

"Connect me to the National Security Bureau and the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"Yes, right away."

The moment the call connected.

The leader looked at Liu Ming, his eyes shining with absolute trust and expectation for this young national hero.

He spoke into the microphone and issued the order that would shake the entire city's officialdom:

"I am……"

"Regarding the case of the leak of core data from the High-Tech Department of the National Development and Reform Commission, a joint task force of the highest level was immediately established. The task force will be jointly investigated by the National Security Bureau and the Discipline Inspection Commission."

"check!"

"Regardless of who is involved, regardless of their background or past achievements!"

"Investigate thoroughly! We will show absolutely no leniency!"

After hanging up the phone, the leader walked up to Liu Ming and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"Comrade Xiao Liu."

"You did the right thing. You withstood that bomb."

"Leave the rest to us."

Liu Ming lowered her head slightly, neither seeking credit nor backing down.

He knew that with the issuance of this order...

A bloody purge is about to begin in the city's power center.

And that once arrogant Zhao family.

This time, it's really going to collapse.