Official excuse: I was sent to work at the grassroots level for training, and Hou Liangping arrested

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Good heavens, Zhong Zhengguo has come to interrogate me.

Ji Changming suddenly realized, a chill ran down his spine, and his Adam's apple bobbed. His brain raced: "Secretary Zhong, I immediately contacted the detention center director to find out what happened."

"Lin Yunfei is holding an arrest warrant issued by Secretary Zhao Lan of the State Security Department of Handong Province."

"The procedures are legal and compliant."

Zhong Zhengguo raised an eyebrow and asked in a low voice, "What did you say? Zhao Lan?"

Ji Changming nodded: "Yes, Secretary Zhong, that's Zhao Lan."

Zhong Zhengguo frowned, then his expression suddenly changed drastically. Zhao Lan, wasn't she Zhao Mengsheng's daughter?

"Alright, Comrade Changming. I'll try to coordinate this matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Zhengguo hung up the phone.

Beep beep!!

At this moment, Ji Changming realized that his back was completely soaked.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, in the suburbs of Dongping City.

Tsai Cheng-cheng was detained in an interrogation room on the basement floor of the National Security Bureau.

"Cai Chenggong, you are suspected of inciting and organizing a criminal gang to forcibly seize the Dafeng Garment Factory in Jingzhou City."

Lin Yunfei, dressed in a police uniform with the National Security insignia on his shoulders, sat opposite Cai Chenggong.

Cai Chenggong's expression changed drastically, and he became agitated: "I didn't, I'm not a member of the underworld. Lin Yunfei, you're framing me."

Li Zheng slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Behave yourself, Cai Chenggong!"

"Did you organize the factory security team?"

"Inside the Dafeng factory, there is a 20-ton gasoline depot."

"Did you incite the workers to dig ditches and put sandbags in?"

Lin Yunfei picked up the conversation, pulling out a stack of photos: "Cai Chenggong, do you think we have no evidence?"

“These photos are crystal clear.”

"You are the legal representative and chairman of Dafeng Factory."

"On the night of January 16th, I was held hostage by your factory security team with controlled knives. I almost died from blood loss." Lin Yunfei began to question him with a serious expression.

"Openly defying the government, your factory protection team violently resisted the law."

"In full view of everyone, the second deputy secretary of the National Security Bureau was taken hostage."

"If this isn't the mafia, then what is it?"

Cai Chenggong's face was deathly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His lips trembled as he tried to explain, but he was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Lin Yunfei's tone became even sterner: "Cai Chenggong, you had better confess honestly. Your actions have seriously violated the law. Don't think you can get away with it."

Cai Chenggong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He understood that he was now at a disadvantage.

The atmosphere in the interrogation room grew increasingly tense, and Cai Chenggong's heart was in his throat. He knew he had to find a way to save himself as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Zheng quickly spoke up, questioning, "Cai Chenggong, don't be so optimistic. You won't admit it? We can still convict you."

Cai Chenggong had a sudden inspiration and pretended to have a headache: "Ah. My head hurts, I feel dizzy."

Lin Yunfei made a startling statement: "Cai Chenggong, I have some news for you. Dafeng Factory no longer exists."

"Zheng Xipo's son, Zheng Shengli, opened a new Dafeng Company and seized your Dafeng Factory's factory buildings and land."

Lin Yunfei made a surprising statement, revealing the news with a smile.

Cai Chenggong's face stiffened, and he immediately became agitated: "What? Old Zheng's son, that blond guy."

"That's right. In the end, you lost all your shares. You lost everything."

"The biggest beneficiary is Zheng Xipo," Lin Yunfei said with a meaningful smile.

"Bastards! Zheng Xipo, you and your son have been plotting this all along..."

Cai Chenggong was trembling with anger. He never expected that he would be in such a desperate situation.

Lin Yunfei looked at Cai Chenggong's angry expression and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He slowly stood up, walked to Cai Chenggong's side, and said in a low voice, "Cai Chenggong, you only have two choices now. Either confess honestly and try to get leniency, or continue to resist to the end and wait to rot in jail."

Cai Chenggong gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing determination and unyielding spirit.

He knew he couldn't give up so easily.

"I want to see Hou Liangping, I want to see the inspection team."

"I want to see Mr. Chen Yanshi."

. . . . . .

At 5 p.m., Ji Changming walked out of the procuratorate alone and stood at the crossroads, looking dazed.

What should he do? Zhong Zhengguo even made a phone call himself.

The storm in Handong is getting bigger and bigger.

All I want is to retire peacefully and without being implicated.

You are all powerful figures, but I have no backing or political resources.

Ji Changming watched the electric scooter speeding past, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

I've got it! I'll get "hit" by a car, and then I can legitimately end up in the hospital.

Anyway, if I'm hospitalized, the full amount will be reimbursed, and I won't have to spend a penny.

I could easily stay there for a year or two and leave all the work to Deputy Chief Prosecutor Lin.

At that time, all I need to do is stay in my hospital bed and ignore everything else.

This way, you can avoid offending anyone and ensure your own safety.

Thinking of this, Ji Changming couldn't help but smile smugly.

He looked around to make sure no one he knew was there, then strode towards the middle of the road.

At that moment, a speeding taxi, unable to avoid him, crashed directly into Ji Changming.

Ji Changming felt a sharp pain in his body and then lost consciousness.

Upon seeing this, the taxi driver immediately got out of the car to check on the situation and called for emergency medical assistance.

"Hello, is this 120? I hit an elderly person, and it looks like they were a prosecutor, wearing a prosecutor's uniform."

A short while later, an ambulance arrived with sirens blaring and rushed Ji Changming to the hospital.

. . . . . .

Inside the Seventh People's Hospital of the Province, Ji Changming lay on the hospital bed, his face as pale as paper.

After the examination, the doctor told Ji Changming that he had a leg fracture and needed to be hospitalized.

Upon hearing this, Ji Changming felt a sense of relief.

He knew he had finally found the perfect excuse to temporarily escape this political storm.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, Hou Liangping and Lu Yike rushed to the hospital to visit Ji Changming after learning that he had been hit by a car.

They looked at Ji Changming lying on the hospital bed, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Hou Liangping was secretly relieved that he hadn't gone too far with Ji Changming before.

After all, Ji Changming was their superior, and this matter was indeed beyond his control.

Hou Liangping looked at Ji Changming and said softly, "Old Ji, take good care of yourself. We can talk about our matter after you are discharged from the hospital."

Ji Changming nodded slightly, forcing a weak smile: "Thank you for coming to see me. I'm fine, you can go back now."

"From now on, you don't need to report to me for any of your work. Go directly to Deputy Chief Prosecutor Lin."

Seeing this, Hou Liangping and Lu Yi took their leave.

They left the hospital, their hearts heavy.

93. A little bit of capriciousness in the exercise of power.

93. A little bit of capriciousness in the exercise of power.

Inside a hospital ward.

Ji Changming looked at the taxi driver in front of him, who seemed terrified. He sighed and said, "Comrade, I don't need your compensation. It's none of your business."

The taxi driver, trembling and with shaking legs, knelt down with a thud: "Sir, Chief Prosecutor Ji, please, don't arrest me."

"I have an 80-year-old mother to support and two young children to feed."

The taxi driver only just found out that the elderly man he hit was actually the chief prosecutor of the Handong Provincial Procuratorate.

The odds of that happening are even lower than winning the lottery.

Ji Changming was somewhat agitated. Looking at his left foot in a cast, he said, "Alright, let's go. I won't hold you responsible."

Knock knock!

The taxi driver was overjoyed and kowtowed twice to Ji Changming.

"Thank you, boss. Thank you, boss."

The taxi driver quickly stood up and bowed to Ji Changming three more times before rushing out of the ward.

At this moment, the hospital director learned that the chief prosecutor of the procuratorate had moved into his hospital. He immediately brought several specialists from different departments to Ji Changming's ward.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Chief Prosecutor Ji."

"I'm late. Hurry up and make arrangements so that Chief Prosecutor Ji can be admitted to the senior cadre ward."

"Yes, Dean."