Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

He didn't believe it was just a small matter.

Only Zhou Shoujing's sharp eyes stayed on Gao Yuliang's face for a full three seconds, scanning every fluctuation in the depths of his soul with X-rays.

Gao Yuliang's heart was in his throat at this moment.

However, Zhou Shoujing said nothing in the end, but just shifted his gaze back to Ji Changming, whose face was as pale as a ash.

"Prosecutor Ji,"

Zhou Shoujing's voice rang out again, cold and ruthless. "Now, I need you to contact your Anti-Corruption Bureau immediately to confirm whether Commander Zhao is with you."

……

At the same time, in the interrogation room of the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Handong Provincial People's Procuratorate.

The atmosphere here was completely different from the tense and depressing atmosphere in the provincial party committee meeting room. It was filled with a kind of absurd sense of victory.

Hou Liangping paced back and forth in the interrogation room with his hands behind his back, his leather shoes making a "da, da, da" sound on the polished floor.

The crisp sound was composing a triumphal melody for him.

He looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the interrogation chair, his eyes full of determination.

This guy has quite a tough bone.

From the time he was captured until now, he has said nothing, refused to cooperate, and refused to resist. He just sat there quietly.

The more this happened, the more excited Hou Liangping became.

In his opinion, this was the last struggle of the big fish before it was caught in the net.

This silence is not innocence, but resistance.

He stopped and looked down at Zhao Yuanchao condescendingly, with a self-righteous sneer on his lips.

"Confess?"

Hou Liangping tapped the table with his fingers, making a "knock knock" sound, trying to break the other party's psychological defense. "Don't pretend, your accomplices can't save you. We already have all the evidence of your crimes."

Zhao Yuanchao finally reacted. He slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at Hou Liangping.

The look in his eyes was very strange. There was no fear or anger. Instead, he was looking at a clown.

"I'm Zhao Yuanchao."

"You are Zhao Yuanchao, then I am Sha Ruijin!"

This look made Hou Liangping very unhappy.

He raised his tone, leaned forward, moved closer to Zhao Yuanchao, and lowered his voice, full of threat.

"Don't resist. I'll give you one last chance. Confess and try to get leniency. It will do you good."

He paused, satisfied with the sense of oppression he had created.

"If you still want to continue to resist, then we will have no choice but to use some means."

He deliberately drawled out his words, speaking each word carefully. "We in the Anti-Corruption Bureau have many different ways of inflicting physical pain. I guarantee you won't want to try any of them."

After saying that, he stood up straight with a confident smile on his face, waiting for the other party's psychological defense to completely collapse.

He had seen this stubborn corrupt official weeping bitterly and kneeling down to beg for mercy under his own just judgment.

And he, Hou Liangping, will once again become a hero on the anti-corruption front in Handong.

"I said, I am Zhao Yuanchao."

"I asked you to tell the truth!"

Hou Liangping didn't believe what Zhao Yuanchao said at all.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the interrogation room, and then the door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open.

It’s Chen Hai, director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau.

But at this moment, Chen Hai's face no longer had the calmness of the past. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.

"Liang Ping! You...you..."

Chen Hai pointed at Zhao Yuanchao on the interrogation chair, his voice changing, "Do you know who he is?!"

Hou Liangping frowned, dissatisfied with Chen Hai for interrupting his interrogation.

"Isn't he just a corrupt official who's resisting stubbornly? Director, don't worry, I can get him to talk right away..."

"Corrupt official?"

Chen Hai's voice was so sharp that it almost broke. "Open your damn eyes and see clearly! He is the commander of the 20th Army, General Zhao Yuanchao!"

20 minute ago.

Handong Provincial Procuratorate, inside the Anti-Corruption Bureau's courseware playback room.

Chen Hai received General Zhao Yuanchao's military thought courseware from the procuratorate and prepared to study it.

The air was filled with the smell of old equipment and dust.

Chen Hai had just made a cup of strong tea, and the rising hot steam blurred the lenses of his glasses.

He took off his glasses, wiped them with the corner of his clothes, put them back on, and pressed the play button.

Handong Province requires cadres to study the military thoughts of General Zhao Yuanchao.

Chen Hai naturally didn't want to fall behind.

The screen flickered a few times, and a clear picture appeared.

In a spacious and bright tiered classroom, a middle-aged man in a neatly-cut military uniform was standing in front of the podium.

He was not wearing a military cap, revealing his neatly trimmed short hair.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses were sharp and deep, yet with a scholarly elegance.

He is Zhao Yuanchao.

Chen Hai took a sip of tea.

The Zhao Yuanchao on the screen was completely different from the image of a general he had imagined, one with an awe-inspiring presence and a voice as loud as a bell.

He is a well-respected professor at the university, with a steady voice and a steady pace.

Chen Hai suddenly felt that Zhao Yuanchao looked very familiar.

Gradually, Chen Hai stared!

he……

he……

It's him!

"Today, we are discussing an issue that is old-fashioned but must be discussed."

Zhao Yuanchao's eyes swept across the students in the audience, penetrating the screen and looking directly at Chen Hai.

"There are three island chains along the eastern coast. They're like three iron chains. Someone wants to use them to tie our hands and feet."

He drew a line with his finger in the air, and a dynamic map immediately appeared on the huge electronic screen behind him.

Three dotted lines consisting of islands and bases are clearly marked on the blue ocean.

"Many people, many of our comrades, are thinking about how to break through. What's the conventional thinking? Build big ships, aircraft carriers, and form a massive ocean-going fleet, sailing one ship at a time, conquering islands one by one. Is this idea correct? Yes. But it's a clumsy, slow approach."

"Why should we passively 'break through'? The word itself means that we acknowledge its 'blockade'. Why should we acknowledge it?"

His voice was not loud, but every word was weighty, striking the silent studio and Chen Hai's heart.

Chen Hai sat up straight involuntarily and put down the teacup in his hand.

"Please look at the map carefully."

Zhao Yuanchao used a laser pen to draw a large circle on the screen, encompassing all three island chains.

"Where are these islands, these bases, and this vast ocean where they are located?"

He paused for a moment, giving the audience in the audience and in front of the screen time to think.

"It's the high seas."

“InternatiOnal WaterS.”

He added in perfect English, then slowly spoke in Chinese, "Since it's the high seas, that means, in theory, everyone's warships can come and everyone's planes can fly. If they can do it, then so can we."

"But why would they establish a so-called 'blockade' on the high seas? What does this mean?"

He pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and the lenses reflected a cold light.

"It shows they have a guilty conscience. It shows they don't dare draw this line in their own yard. They're afraid we won't be reasonable, afraid we'll overturn the table. They're clamoring about the rules while using this method to test our bottom line of abiding by them."

Chen Hai felt a chill on his back.

He had never thought about the problem from this perspective.

Zhao Yuanchao on the screen still spoke in a calm tone, but his words were filled with an all-consuming dominance and sharpness.

"Since they want to see if we are reasonable, then we should use language they can understand to explain to them what the real truth is."

"We don't need to fight for sea control inch by inch, because that sea already belongs to us. We also don't need to confront each other ship by ship, because that would be a waste of time."

"The answer is actually very simple."

Zhao Yuanchao stretched out two fingers, his movements were casual, just brushing away a little dust.

"Dongfeng Express, global express delivery, mission accomplished."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and the scholarly elegance disappeared in an instant, replaced by a heart-pounding murderous aura.

"Use our fastest 'express delivery' to deliver our 'truth' directly to those bases that shouldn't exist. The first island chain, the second island chain, the third island chain? In the face of an absolute, undefended, saturation attack, these chains are nothing but paper lanterns, shattered with a single poke."

"They don't even need us to 'attack' them. As long as we are determined and our missiles are erected, they will collapse on their own. Because what maintains these chains is not steel or concrete, but their pitiful, false strategic illusions. All we have to do is to shatter these illusions once and for all."

"boom!"

Something exploded in Chen Hai's mind.

He shot up from his chair and stared at the screen in disbelief.

On the screen, that general, speaking eloquently, with the most elegant demeanor, making the most hawkish remarks, that calm and confident face...