Nominal: The Handong Game, the Energy System's Counterattack

Zhou Chuyi was handling his work in his office.

He had no idea that his next move had already been meticulously planned by several elderly people.

The following evening, as the city lights began to twinkle, Zhao Dehan's apartment building stood in an old residential area in Yanjing.

Not far away, in an inconspicuous bread truck, Hou Liangping and three plainclothes prosecutors were staking out, having waited for two hours.

"Director Hou, I think we should act now. We've been waiting for almost two hours."

One of the male staff members from the anti-corruption bureau was already getting impatient.

"Exactly, what if his wife and kids don't want to leave today?"

Another female staff member chimed in.

"No, I usually take my child to tutoring classes at five o'clock. Maybe he's still packing his things today."

"Wait a little longer."

Hou Liangping appeared relaxed and confident about the Zhao Dehan case.

"Still waiting, no, Director Hou, you know how weird things are these days, there's a lot of suicides happening."

"Just a friendly reminder, our Director Zhao lives on the fourth floor."

"Fourth floor, if you jump from there, you'll be crippled even if you don't die."

......

Soon after, a woman came out from downstairs, took the child's hand, and left the community.

Hou Liangping's eyes lit up when he saw the woman leave with her child.

"Alright, let's get started."

The group immediately perked up and followed Hou Liangping out of the car.

dong dong dong! !

On the fourth floor, the door was knocked open.

Zhao Dehan, who was eating, immediately perked up and knocked on the door at that moment.

It seems that Hou Liangping from the Anti-Corruption Bureau, whom Director Zhou mentioned, has arrived.

He took out his phone, sent a text message, and slowly stood up.

Who is it?

"The property management company."

Upon hearing a woman's voice, Zhao Dehan opened the door.

"Is that Zhao Dehan?"

"Ah, that's me." Zhao Dehan nodded subconsciously.

"Search warrant." A search warrant appeared directly in front of Zhao Dehan.

"Search, come in with me."

Before he could see clearly, Hou Liangping pushed him aside, and the group walked straight inside.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Isn't this trespassing?"

"Why are there so many people?"

Zhao Dehan followed behind the group, shouting angrily. His voice was so loud that the neighbors nearby probably heard him.

Many people peeked out and peered into Zhao Dehan's house.

Hou Liangping ordered his men to search the house, and then sat down at Zhao Dehan's dining table.

Zhao Dehan sat down and continued eating his noodles with soybean paste. "Search? What's there to search here?"

"Which organization do you belong to? You can't just bully an ordinary citizen like me, can you?"

"We really wouldn't dare to bully ordinary people like us." Hou Liangping took out his identification from his leather jacket.

"We are from the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Supreme People's Procuratorate, specializing in arresting corrupt officials, so you have to cooperate with us."

"You're arresting corrupt officials, how come you're arresting me?"

"What corrupt official would live in such a godforsaken place? This is an old building, and it doesn't even have an elevator."

......

The plot of "In the Name of the People" has unfolded according to the established script.

After receiving a text message from Zhao Dehan, Zhou Chuyi made a phone call to his secretary, Xiao Lin.

The Resource Development Department of the Ministry of State Resources Security rarely has anyone working overtime after get off work hours.

Today, they received a call from the director's secretary, and many of them rushed to the office from their homes.

Working overtime to organize the work from the past week, as Director Zhou needs to report to his superiors soon.

A leader's word can cause subordinates to run themselves ragged.

In less than half an hour, many people from the Resource Development Department of the Ministry of State Resources Security arrived at the office.

The night was as dark as ink, and the city lights were just coming on.

Yanjing, West Second Ring Road, the building of the Ministry of State Resources and Social Security.

This colossal structure, a symbol of the nation's economic lifeline, stands silently under the capital's night sky, like a lurking beast.

Most of the office lights were off, but the office of the Director of the Resource Development Division on the seventh floor still shone brightly.

Zhou Chuyi sat in the leather chair in the office of the Director of the Resource Development Department, his fingertips lightly tapping the surface of the mahogany desk.

A report on resource exploration in a certain area of ​​the South China Sea was spread out on the table, the dense text gleaming with a cold white light under the lamp.

His gaze was fixed on the paper, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

He was waiting, waiting for the commotion to begin.

He raised his wrist and looked at the old Longines watch; the hands pointed to 9:40 p.m.

The office was so quiet that only the faint hum of the air conditioner vents could be heard. Occasionally, a car horn could be heard from afar, sounding particularly jarring in the still night.

Working overtime until this late is already a regular occurrence for Zhou Chuyi.

The Department of Resource Development has a wide range of responsibilities, including aligning with national strategic resource allocation and coordinating the interests of local governments.

We also need to cope with the dramatic fluctuations in resource prices on the international market.

Sometimes he really wanted to split himself in two to use.

Just as he picked up the resource exploration report again, preparing to continue reviewing it.

A sudden burst of noise came from outside the office, growing louder as it approached, breaking the building's original silence.

coming!

Zhou Chuyi frowned slightly. Security at night is extremely tight in a ministry building of this level. Who could make such a commotion at this moment?

He pressed the intercom: "Xiao Lin, what's going on outside? Go check it out."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable composure.

The secretary, Lin Xiaofeng, spoke with a slightly hurried voice from the other end of the phone: "Director, I was just about to report to you."

"People from the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Supreme People's Procuratorate have arrived and said they want to search the office of Director Zhao of the Project Department."

"The leader was Hou Liangping, the director of the investigation department of the Anti-Corruption Bureau, and Director Zhao himself was also present."

Despite being mentally prepared, Zhou Chuyi's heart still skipped a beat when this plot point actually arrived.

The curtain of "In the Name of the People" was raised before him without any warning.

Hou Liangping, the spirited and ruthless anti-corruption expert in the drama.

He was standing right there in his jurisdiction, holding a search warrant, ready to raid his subordinate's office.

"Are you sure you're from the Anti-Corruption Bureau?"

Zhou Chuyi's voice remained calm, but it had turned somewhat cold, and his speaking speed had noticeably slowed down. Xiao Lin knew that her boss was unhappy.

"Confirmed, Director. They presented their work identification and search warrant."

Lin Xiaofeng's voice carried a hint of nervousness, after all, such a display was rare in an organization like the Ministry of State-owned Resources Security.

Zhou Chuyi paused for two seconds, then tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice: "Tell them to wait a moment, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Chuyi didn't get up immediately. Instead, he sat down, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.

His gaze fell on the small Party flag on the left side of his desk, and his mind raced.

In his previous life, when he watched the drama, he had great doubts and dissatisfaction with this plot.

Hou Liangping applied for three search warrants based solely on a single letter of complaint.

A search was conducted of Zhao Dehan's home, office, and a villa in Dijingyuan.

The drama only briefly touches on this process.

The audience's attention was completely drawn to Zhao Dehan's wall of banknotes, and few people noticed the procedural issues involved.