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With a loud bang, the Jeep door slammed shut.

The carriage was eerily dark, with only the dial of the instrument panel emitting a faint glow. Accountant Sun was huddled in the back corner, her hands gripping her cotton trousers tightly at her knees, her knuckles white.

Lu Qingshan casually tossed the heavy metal box onto the passenger seat, the metal hitting the leather seat with a dull thud.

He didn't rush to speak. He reached his long fingers into the inside pocket of his coat, pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, shook one out, and handed it to the person in the back row.

The cigarette rolls hung in mid-air.

Accountant Sun made a gurgling sound in his throat, staring at the cigarette as if it were a venomous snake spitting its tongue, not daring to move.

"Draw it." Lu Qingshan's voice was soft, but it carried an unyielding coldness.

Accountant Sun shuddered and shakily reached out her hand.

"Sizzle—"

The flames suddenly flickered, illuminating Lu Qingshan's angular, calm face.

Accountant Sun quickly leaned in and took two deep breaths of the flame. The intense flickering of the sparks made his face appear ashen, and a layer of oily sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Cough...cough cough!"

The smoke rushed into his lungs, choking him and causing him to bend over and cough violently, with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Lu Qingshan flicked out the matchstick and threw it out the car window, his gaze falling on the rearview mirror: "Your account is flawless."

Accountant Sun's coughing stopped abruptly, a chill ran down his spine, and he froze on the spot.

"Fuel consumption and wear and tear, vehicle repairs, the county's permits for hauling miscellaneous timber... even the official stamp from the forestry station is flawless."

Lu Qingshan leaned back in his seat, his fingertips tapping idly on the steering wheel. "Sun the Calculator, in the past twenty years, the forest farm has produced such a capable accountant as you."

"Section Chief Lu...you're really teasing me..."

Accountant Sun forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, desperately wiping the cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.

"I'm just a manual laborer, doing all the work... For things like the motorcade and logistics, I only dare to process the accounts after Deputy Director Gao signs off on them and issues a receipt! I follow the bureau's rules exactly—combining the three lists into one, getting approval from the leadership. Even if you gave me ten lives, I wouldn't dare to smuggle anything in the accounts!"

"rule?"

Lu Qingshan sneered, turned his head, and his sharp gaze cut into Accountant Sun's face like a knife.

"Is it against the rules to claim a low diesel subsidy for an old Jiefang truck with high fuel consumption?"

"The spare parts are still sitting in the provincial capital's warehouse, but the forest farm has already signed the acceptance and warehousing slip. Is that the rule?"

With each word spoken, the air pressure inside the car decreased by one point.

Accountant Sun's hand holding the cigarette trembled violently, and ash fell onto his cotton trousers, burning a small hole, but he was completely unaware.

"That was due to the carelessness of the inspector below... their lack of rigor!" he stammered, his eyes darting around. "I'll go back and check it again first thing tomorrow morning! Whoever is at fault, I won't tolerate it..."

"Alright."

Lu Qingshan interrupted him, his tone calm and utterly unwavering: "Yu Bo is in jail. Hongxing Food Factory is shut down. You can see through my methods."

Accountant Sun's hand suddenly stopped, and the cigarette butt almost fell onto the chair.

"How many more days do you think Gao Jianjun, this big tree, can shelter you from the wind?"

Accountant Sun's eyes flickered, and she forced herself to lower her head, avoiding eye contact: "The leaders' affairs... when gods fight, the lowly suffer. I'm just a lowly employee with a fixed salary; if the sky falls, there's always a taller person to hold it up..."

"The sky has fallen."

Lu Qingshan turned around, took out a neatly folded, yellowed stub from his breast pocket, and casually threw it at Accountant Sun's face.

"Last night at the No. 6 timber yard, two truckloads of top-grade red pine were loaded and shipped out. The stubs say they are third-grade substandard wind-fallen timber."

As the paper brushed past his nose, Accountant Sun saw the red stamp on it. His pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and he swept the paper onto the floor mat as if he had been electrocuted.

"Section Chief Lu...Master Lu!"

Accountant Sun finally broke down, pleading with a sob in her voice, "I only have these two hundred yuan of my own savings left, and more than ten kilograms of national grain coupons in the tin box. I'll give them all to you! Please have mercy and just consider it as if a stray dog ​​ran by on the road tonight, and let me go back to my hometown!"

Lu Qingshan reached out and picked up the metal box on the passenger seat, pried open the lock with one hand, grabbed a handful of shredded bills inside, and let them fall through his fingers.

"This little bit of silver isn't even enough to buy a coffin lid."

Lu Qingshan stared at him and uttered four words: "What's the real story?"

With a loud bang.

Accountant Sun felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind. She slumped back in her chair, gasping for breath, like a fish that had been thrown ashore and was on the verge of death.

"Wh...what secrets...I don't know..." His eyes darted around, still instinctively putting up a stubborn resistance.

"Those fake accounts Gao Jianjun had you prepare to cover up for the inspection were all turned to ashes last night." Lu Qingshan spoke slowly, but every word was piercing. "The skinny guy he sent has had his wrist crippled. Guess what Gao Jianjun is planning now?"

Accountant Sun swallowed hard, forcing a smile, and said, "Deputy Director Gao... he's cautious in his actions, he won't do anything reckless..."

"stable?"

Lu Qingshan scoffed.

This morning, Li Jianye locked Gao Jianjun's office door from the inside, and the two talked for half an hour. Li Jianye said: "This matter can't be contained anymore; we have to pull the trigger." Gao Jianjun only said three words—

Lu Qingshan's eyes turned cold: "Make it clean."

The veins on Accountant Sun's forehead throbbed violently.

"Who do you think you are?" Lu Qingshan pressed closer.

"A petty ant who keeps secrets has been given leverage over his smuggling of top-grade national timber and embezzlement of hundreds of thousands of yuan. Faced with a death sentence, how much is your life worth than the frozen soil by the roadside?"

Accountant Sun gripped the front seat covers tightly with both hands, gritting his teeth and hissing, "I'll run! I'll run back to Sunjiagou tonight! The mountains are deep and the forests are dense, he won't be able to find me!"

"You think you can outrun a Forestry Bureau security jeep with your beat-up bicycle?" Lu Qingshan's eyes were icy cold. "And even if you escaped, what about Zhao Jiatun's wife and children?"

These words were like a heavy hammer blow, precisely shattering Accountant Sun's last line of defense.

"What...what did you say?!" Accountant Sun leaned forward like a madman.

"Your wife took our son back to her parents' home in Zhao Village the day before yesterday." Lu Qingshan's voice was low, but it carried a cruel calmness. "Your little brat, who's in third grade, has to cross that dark railway ditch outside the village every afternoon after school, right?"

"Don't touch them! Lu Qingshan, don't let your family suffer!" Accountant Sun's eyes bulged as he roared like a madman.

"Why would I bother with them?" Lu Qingshan glanced at him contemptuously. "Gao Jianjun's gang of thugs and desperados are just looking for an opportunity to make a name for themselves. Once you die a violent death in a ravine, your wife will remarry with the compensation money, your son will call someone else 'Dad,' and during holidays, there won't even be anyone to pull weeds on your grave."

Under this psychological manipulation, despair and fear overwhelmed Accountant Sun completely.

"Beasts... those bastards!"

Accountant Sun clutched her head, curled up in anguish, tears and snot streaming down her face, and sobbed:

"They only give me thirty yuan a month for overtime! They make me take the fall for a huge blunder! They eat meat, but they don't even let me have a sip of broth… They're leaving me no way to survive!"

He suddenly knelt down between the seats, clutching Lu Qingshan's clothes, tears streaming down his face:

"Section Chief Lu! Master Lu! I'll hand it over! I'll give you the account books! You have to save my life... You must save my whole family's lives!"

Lu Qingshan stared at him coldly, not replying, waiting for him to continue.

Accountant Sun wiped his nose, a barely perceptible hint of panic and calculation flashing deep in his eyes, his voice kept extremely low:

"The ledger... isn't on me. I hid it in the abandoned kang (heated brick bed) of the old house in Sunjiagou... wrapped in three layers of oil paper, inside are all the details of the timber he handled over the past three years! As long as you guarantee I can leave the province, I'll personally take you to dig it up!"

He spoke with great certainty, appearing to have revealed everything, but his shifty eyes suggested he was still hiding something.

Lu Qingshan took in his subtle expressions but did not point them out on the spot.

"Click".

Lu Qingshan pressed the clutch and smoothly shifted into first gear.

The jeep engine let out a deep, muffled roar, and two bright beams of light suddenly tore through the darkness of the wilderness.

The steering wheel jerked sharply, the wheels crushed the ice on the road, the car turned around, and plunged into the vast night.

"Give directions."

Lu Qingshan looked at the wind and snow ahead, his tone chilling:

"Go and collect your pledge of loyalty to save your life."