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The car headlights, like two gleaming blades, fiercely tore through the thick darkness of the night.

In the passenger seat, Accountant Sun was curled up in a ball, her ten fingers gripping the seatbelt tightly, her knuckles white.

The air pressure inside the carriage was so low it was almost solid, and the roar of the engine felt like it was hitting his nerves repeatedly.

"Section Chief Lu... Section Chief Lu."

Accountant Sun swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

"If that thing were really given to you... could you really handle it? Deputy Director Gao has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds of the county. The gang of thugs he employs are all armed with muskets and iron weapons! They're serious about killing people!"

Lu Qingshan slightly pressed down on the accelerator, and the roar of the engine suddenly increased.

"If you rely on me, you still have a fifty percent chance of surviving."

Lu Qingshan didn't even blink, his voice as cold as the night wind outside the car window, "Relying on Gao Jianjun? Your corpse is already floating in the Hongshi River feeding the fish."

Accountant Sun's face twitched violently, and his lips trembled as he tried to argue, "I... I'm just someone who gets paid and keeps accounts. They won't catch me if they arrest the big fish. At worst, I'll get a few years in prison..."

"How many years will he be sentenced to?"

Lu Qingshan's lips curled into a mocking sneer.

"Embezzling 30,000 yuan will get you shot, embezzling 100,000 yuan will also get you shot. Looting over a thousand cubic meters of state-owned timber is enough to get you executed ten times over. If the higher-ups really want to dig up the dirt, Gao Jianjun will just push you out as a scapegoat. Accountant Sun, do you think your brain is harder than a bullet?"

Accountant Sun seemed to have all her strength drained away, slumping into her chair, her back soaked with cold sweat.

"Creak—"

The jeep fishtailed around a sharp bend, and Lu Qingshan slammed on the handbrake.

As the car door opened, a biting mountain wind, carrying the earthy smell of soil, rushed into my collar. Before me stood an old, abandoned mud house, half of the courtyard wall collapsed, and weeds growing as tall as a person.

Lu Qingshan pulled the hunting knife out from the outside of his calf with a backhand motion, strode through the weeds, and the steel end of the handle slammed heavily onto the padlock.

"Snap!"

The rusted iron lock snapped open, and Lu Qingshan kicked open the rotten wooden door.

A musty, musty smell wafted over. The flashlight beam shone with a "snap," tearing through the dimness of the main room with its pale white beam.

"Lead the way." Lu Qingshan stepped aside to clear the threshold, his voice flat and even.

Accountant Sun hunched his shoulders and stepped over the threshold, heading straight for the dilapidated earthen bed in the inner room. His face was flushed red as he gritted his teeth and moved a heavy old wooden box off the bed, overturning the blackened and moldy mat to reveal a square, dark hole.

He peered half his body into the kang (heated brick bed) hole and groped around for a moment. Then, he pulled out a rusty tin box of biscuits and handed it over shakily.

Lu Qingshan opened the box lid with one hand.

Inside, there was only a stack of yellowed national grain coupons, a few dozen loose banknotes, and a few invalid material requisition forms from the forest farm.

There are no ledgers.

"thump!"

Accountant Sun's legs went weak, and she slid down the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to the ground, clutching her head and wailing, "It's gone! It's really gone! It must be Gao Jianjun! He sent people to search my records a long time ago! Section Chief Lu, I'm not lying to you, he took the account books!"

The beam of the flashlight moved slowly and deliberately through the room.

It swept over the cobwebs on top of the cabinet, swept over the dirt in the corner of the wall, and finally fell to the ground.

Accountant Sun was still banging her head against the earthen bed, wailing and crying, "Section Chief Lu, please spare me! I really didn't know! You can fight your Director Gao, don't drag me down with you!"

"You acted well, and your tears were real." Lu Qingshan lowered his eyes and chuckled softly.

Accountant Sun's crying sound got stuck in her throat as she looked up in terror: "Section Chief Lu, how could I dare to act like you..."

Clang!

Lu Qingshan raised his hand and smashed the iron box on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), raising a cloud of dust.

"If Gao Jianjun's men had come here, this house would have been torn to shreds long ago." Lu Qingshan walked slowly to the broken cabinet next to him, stretched out his gloved fingers, wiped the top of the cabinet, and rubbed off the thick layer of dust.

"On the loose soil on the ground, besides the footprints you just made, there are only my footprints."

Lu Qingshan's gaze was as cold as a knife as he approached Accountant Sun step by step. His military boots creaked on the cracked wooden planks, sending chills down his spine.

"Put some worthless odds and ends in the first pit to deal with outsiders who suddenly raid the house, and also to test my bottom line."

The sharp tip of the hunting knife slowly rose, hovering steadily an inch in front of Accountant Sun's eyelids. "Accountant Sun, my patience is far less than you think. Guess where the next strike will land."

The chilling killing intent materialized, and Accountant Sun trembled violently.

He could tell that the young man in front of him was not bluffing; there was a fierce look in his eyes, a look that suggested he had seen blood.

"I'll lead the way... I'll take you there!"

Accountant Sun scrambled towards the kitchen, knelt before the dark stove, and frantically rummaged through the thick layer of soot at the bottom of the pot, pulling out a package of oil paper wrapped in layers of plastic sheeting.

Lu Qingshan flicked the tip of his knife, slicing through the plastic sheet.

Inside was a thick stack of documents, all containing the forest farm's fake fuel reimbursement records.

Before Accountant Sun could even speak, Lu Qingshan had already pressed the dagger against his Adam's apple. The cold blade instantly left a bloody gash.

"Stop stalling for time. Do you think you can use me to bite off Gao Jianjun's skin so you can buy yourself time to escape?" Lu Qingshan's tone was completely flat. "Looks like you really don't want your head anymore."

Accountant Sun gritted her teeth.

"Yes, Director Gao is no good person, but do you think you, Lu Qingshan, are easy to mess with?"

"Either way, I'll die. They're all using my wife and children to pressure me. I'm a human being too!"

Accountant Sun roared.

"I'm a man too! I want to live too! If you're so capable, go fight me! If you dare kill someone, my neck is right here!"

Lu Qingshan finally looked at Accountant Sun properly, his tone softening slightly.

"Accountant Sun, we have no grudges against each other, so you don't need to think too harshly of me."

Accountant Sun leaned against the stove, a cold smile playing on his lips. How could someone who could make the accounts so flawless be so cowardly as to lack any means at all?

"Section Chief Lu, go out and find out what outsiders think of you."

"Lin Xiumei's actions are unethical, but look at her family's current situation!"

"I can't afford to offend you, and I don't dare to offend Director Gao either. I won't get involved in your power struggle, and I won't say anything."

A resolute glint appeared in Accountant Sun's eyes.

"As for my wife and children..."

"I guess I'm not a man, I couldn't protect them, so go ahead and do it!"

Accountant Sun's eyes were red-rimmed, and she looked resolute, ready to be executed.

Lu Qingshan not only refrained from making a move, but also suppressed his murderous aura, the coldness in his eyes quietly disappearing as he shook his head.

As an experienced hunter, he knew all too well the consequences of cornering your prey – a cornered beast will fight back.

If you really drive someone to despair and suicide, it will only ruin things. All the mess Gao Jianjun made and the public funds he embezzled over the years are now at stake. If Accountant Sun dies, the trail will be completely cut off.

This life must be spared. In the future, when Gao Jianjun is sent to the guillotine, Accountant Sun will be the most fatal living witness.

"Accountant Sun, don't get so angry. Why do you keep bringing up death?"

Lu Qingshan's tone softened completely, even revealing a touch of approachable gentleness. He slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and handed it over.

"If I really wanted your head, I wouldn't have come in alone to waste my breath talking to you. Lin Xiumei's family's insatiable greed is their own fault, but you're different. You're just someone who's been ordered to do the math; why should you be buried with Gao Jianjun?"

Lu Qingshan's voice was deep and powerful, carrying a reassuring yet alluring quality.

"Gao Jianjun used you as a stepping stone, but I, Lu Qingshan, keep my word. As long as you hand over what you are owed, I will not only spare your life, but also allow you to leave the forest farm safely and unharmed with your wife and children."

"You're a smart man, are you really willing to gamble your entire family's livelihood on this one breath?"

Accountant Sun's chest heaved violently as she looked at the cigarettes offered to her. Her previously tense nerves visibly wavered under Lu Qingshan's softening words.

However, even as they offered kind advice...

Lu Qingshan's hawk-like eyes kept scanning him.

This glance immediately revealed a clue to him.

The kitchen hadn't been thoroughly cleaned in a long time, and every nook and cranny was covered in a layer of dust.

But beneath the pile of dry firewood behind the door, covered in cobwebs and years of dust, there was a very shallow, yet clearly fresh, scratch on the muddy ground.

Moreover, the logs at the bottom of the woodpile were arranged too neatly, and even the spider webs hanging on them were broken in several places, with the broken ends clean and not yet covered with fresh ash.

Upon hearing these words, Accountant Sun felt as if her spine had been ripped out, and she collapsed to the ground, her face ashen.

"Bang!"

Lu Qingshan kicked over the outer layer of firewood, revealing the mottled blue brick wall. The yellow mud in the gap of one of the blue bricks was obviously loose, without the mold that had accumulated over the years.

He reached out, grabbed the edge of the brick, and pulled it out, revealing a narrow, hidden compartment.

Deep inside the hidden compartment, there was a rectangular hard object tightly wrapped with thick black tape.

The knife tip sliced ​​through the tape, peeled off the innermost layer of moisture-proof tarpaulin, and a black hard-covered notebook emitting a pungent ink smell fell into my palm.

When the white light of the flashlight shone on the paper, the pages were turned open, revealing neat, small-script handwriting written entirely in carbon ink:

[January 6, 1983, vehicle number Red A-042.]

[Premium grade red pine logs, 60 cubic meters, unit price 200 yuan.]

[Destination: Heishui Freight Yard, western suburbs of the provincial capital.]

[Profit sharing: Gao Jianjun 7,000 yuan, Li Cheng 2,000 yuan, and 1,200 yuan for "compensation" at the intersection.]

Lu Qingshan's knuckles tightened suddenly, and the pages of paper flipped rapidly between his fingers.

Date, railcar number, weighbridge slip number, buyer's code, cash flow for every share of the spoils... every detail is meticulously documented, the evidence is irrefutable!

Even on the third-to-last page, the ink still had a slight sheen from not completely fading:

[April 28th, night.]

[Top-grade century-old red pine, two truckloads, totaling 400 cubic meters.]

[Destination: Mr. Lin from Guangdong Province became a Hong Kong businessman.]

Agreed-upon total price: 125,000 yuan.

[The first deposit, received personally by Gao Jianjun, is 50,000 yuan.]

Lu Qingshan pressed his fingers firmly on the words "125,000 yuan", and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

Memories of my past life surged into my mind like a tidal wave.

It was Gao Jianjun and his gang of corrupt officials who colluded to almost completely cut down the century-old forests of Hongshi Forest Farm and drain all its resources, directly leading to the collapse of the forest farm's financial chain five years later. A large number of veteran workers could not receive their wages, and countless families were driven to despair in the snowy winter.

"The accounts are complete."

With a crisp "snap," Lu Qingshan closed the black leather notebook, casually stuffed it into the inside pocket of his coat close to his chest, and patted it through the fabric.

This book is enough to send Gao Jianjun and his gang to the execution ground.

Accountant Sun, slumped on the ground, trembled as she raised her head, her face covered in dust, her eyes vacant like those of a dying dog: "Section Chief Lu... you got the stuff, I... can I leave now?"

Lu Qingshan looked down at him from his high position, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"If you walk out this door now, your body will be floating in the reservoir before dawn."

Lu Qingshan pulled out two brand-new ten-yuan bills from his pocket and casually tossed them onto the dusty stove.

"Go hide in the cellar and come back to the car with me to get some food." Lu Qingshan turned around and strode towards the door. "As for your wife and son, I've already placed people in the shadows to keep an eye on them."

As he reached the door, Lu Qingshan paused and turned his head slightly:

"As long as you behave yourself as a witness, no one can touch them, mother and son."

"But if you dare to have any wicked thoughts... Red Stone Forest Farm is so big, if you find a place to bury someone, even a god couldn't find them."

After speaking, Lu Qingshan stepped over the threshold. The night wind whipped up the hem of his black overcoat, making it flutter, and his figure instantly disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.