My sister broke off her engagement to marry someone richer? My older sister married me and became in

Hongshi County Public Security Bureau.

The compound was full of police cars, and people were coming and going in the office building.

The door to Wang Jianguo's office was ajar.

Lu Qingshan pushed open the door and went inside.

Wang Jianguo was looking at a huge pile of documents on the table, and the ashtray was overflowing with cigarette butts.

"Director Wang, what a resounding victory!" Lu Qingshan walked over, pulled out the wooden chair opposite him, and sat down.

Wang Jianguo looked up, his eyes bloodshot. He pulled a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from the drawer and tossed one over.

"Stop giving me that bureaucratic nonsense. Your intelligence was spot on. The provincial department is very satisfied with this operation."

"That's because you commanded effectively and your methods were excellent." Lu Qingshan took the cigarette and lit it.

"Alright. Take a look at that brown paper bag on the table. Wei Biao's entire fortune is in there. Check it against the figures you know and see if there are any discrepancies."

Wang Jianguo tapped on the table. "The provincial department is pressing us hard. The case needs to be transferred to the procuratorate for closure first thing tomorrow morning."

Lu Qingshan opened the paper bag.

Inside was a jumble of account books, deeds, and receipts.

Finally, there's the somewhat yellowed letter paper I mentioned earlier.

"The new tea has arrived; let's hand it over according to the old custom."

In the lower right corner of the letter, there was a dark red square seal with the three characters "Huichuntang" written on it.

Next to the seal was a small eagle head symbol, about the size of a fingernail.

It's the same marking on the trap as when I rescued the tiger when I met my master before.

This is enough to show that the poachers in the deep mountains and the criminal gangs in the provincial capital are all working for the same big boss!

This big boss is the prestigious "Huichuntang" in the provincial capital.

Lu Qingshan held the letter in his hand, starting to make plans in his mind.

Should we hand it over or not?

Just then, the red secure phone on the desk rang.

Wang Jianguo grabbed the microphone.

"Feed? Oh, Director Li! Don't worry, the case files are undergoing final verification... Yes, the case is serious, we need to act swiftly and try to transfer the person over tomorrow..."

Wang Jianguo turned his back to the wall and nodded repeatedly into the phone.

The letter was too vague, containing only the words "new tea".

Even if Wang Jianguo took this letter to investigate Huichuntang, he couldn't convict Huichuntang of any crime.

Huichuntang can simply send out a errand boy to take the blame and wash its hands of the whole thing.

Even worse, this investigation would reveal that Huichuntang's secrets had been exposed.

They would immediately erase all traces and completely hide underwater.

At that time, the enemy will be in the dark while we will be in the light. Xiushan Industry has just started to expand in the provincial capital and simply cannot withstand the machinations of this local bully.

Wang Jianguo hung up the phone and turned to sit back in his chair.

"The higher-ups are urging us to close the case and determine its nature. Qingshan, have you finished reading it? Is everything alright?"

Lu Qingshan reassembled the files and pushed them back to the center of the table.

"Director Wang, I've checked everything, there's no problem."

"That's good. With these smuggling invoices, Wei Biao will be stuck in jail for more than ten years." Wang Jianguo locked the files in a drawer.

"But Director Wang, these smuggling accounts alone aren't enough to sentence Wei Biao to death. That old bastard has kept a lot of informants around; even after he gets out more than ten years later, he'll still be a menace," Lu Qingshan said calmly.

"What can we do? That's all the evidence we have," Wang Jianguo sighed.

Lu Qingshan took a few pages of paper out of his inner pocket, placed them on the table, and pushed them over.

"I have something substantial here. I'll add some more fuel to your fire."

Wang Jianguo picked it up and was stunned.

"What is this?"

"A list of merchants forcibly collecting protection fees from Wei Biao in major markets in the provincial capital over the past three years." Lu Qingshan pointed to the paper.

"There are forty-five in total. It's all clearly written down which merchant was extorted for how much money, and when and where the money was paid. These merchants can testify in court at any time."

Wang Jianguo's eyes lit up, and he slammed his hand on the table.

"Good lad! Where did you get such detailed accounts?"

Lu Qingshan didn't explain further.

"Director Wang, take this list to the interrogation office. The crime is long-term extortion, with an exceptionally large amount involved. In addition, his henchman, Bald Qiang, injured my worker, causing serious injury. With multiple charges combined, Wei Biao will never see the light of day again."

Wang Jianguo clutched the list tightly and let out a long sigh.

With this thing, Wei Biao's case is now an ironclad one! His position as bureau chief is now completely secure.

"Qingshan, you've done me a huge favor!" Wang Jianguo said excitedly.

"Don't worry, all the case reports and public announcements are thanks to the swift and decisive actions of our public security organs. They will never mention you or Xiushan Industry. Even if Wei Biao has any remaining followers who want revenge, they won't be able to find you."

"Then I thank Director Wang." Lu Qingshan stood up. "I still have a lot of mess to clean up at my factory, so I'll be going now."

……

As I stepped out of the police station compound, fine snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Winter has already arrived.

Wei Biao's knife is broken. Huichuntang, the mastermind behind everything, will surely find a new knife soon enough.

The jeep drove out of the county town, not heading towards Hongshitun, but directly onto the national highway leading to the provincial capital.

A few days later, early in the morning.

Outside the gate of the Intermediate People's Court of the provincial capital.

It was freezing cold, and the wind was biting.

Outside the police cordon, a large crowd of onlookers had gathered.

Several cars with flashing red and blue police lights roared in and came to a steady stop in front of the courthouse's high steps.

The back door of the middle metal prison van opened.

Two tall bailiffs, one on the left and one on the right, pulled Wei Biao down.

Wei Biao wore steel handcuffs on his hands and heavy shackles on his feet. His footsteps crunched loudly on the snow.

He looked at least twenty years older. Most of his once full head of black hair had turned white, his cheeks were sunken, and his back was so hunched that he couldn't straighten up. He no longer had any of the arrogance he once had as the eldest brother.

Someone in the crowd spat at him and cursed him, saying he deserved to die.

Wei Biao hung his head and dragged his shackles up the steps.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He struggled to lift his head, his gaze passing over the bustling crowd to look across the street.

A Jeep covered in snow was parked across the street.

The car window was rolled down halfway.

Lu Qingshan sat in the driver's seat, his hands on the steering wheel, his gaze calmly fixed on this side.

Their eyes met amidst the swirling snow.

Wei Biao's face turned deathly pale, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He was trembling all over, his lips were shaking uncontrollably, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

At this point, he understood everything.

From the moment he ordered the truck to be stopped, he stepped into a deadly trap set by Lu Qingshan. One wrong step led to another, until today he is doomed.

Lu Qingshan sat in the car without saying a word.

"Come on! What are you dawdling for!" The bailiff shoved Wei Biao impatiently.

Wei Biao's legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the courthouse steps. Two bailiffs grabbed him by the arms and dragged him through the courthouse gate.

The heavy iron gate slammed shut.

Lu Qingshan looked away.

He rolled up the car window to keep the wind and snow out.

"Scarface Liu's fourteen stitches were not in vain."