"Secretary Tang, may I have a word with you?" Zhang Wenhui stood next to the large lion statue at the entrance of the City Committee.

Tang Yumeng glanced at Zhang Wenhui with a slight surprise. She encountered many petitioners at the City Committee every day, and had thought he was another petitioner, not expecting it to be Zhang Wenhui. She smiled and said, "Captain Zhang, what is it you need?"

"Indeed, there is a matter," Zhang Wenhui nodded and said, "It is about Lin Chuan."

"Lin Chuan, what's happened to Lin Chuan? Where is he now?" Tang Yumeng blurted out upon hearing this. However, she quickly realized she might have seemed too anxious and took a breath to compose herself, saying, "Lin Chuan didn't come to work today, so I... is something wrong with him?"

"Indeed," Zhang Wenhui nodded, "He has been detained by the Huai Mountain South Road police station."

"Why?!" Tang Yumeng's calm heart jumped once more.

"It's like this..." Zhang Wenhui promptly recounted the entire situation, with Tang Yumeng listening anxiously. After hearing the whole story, Tang Yumeng appeared to become very calm, as if Lin Chuan's arrest had nothing to do with her. Zhang Wenhui curiously observed Tang Yumeng, thinking that this should be within his expectations. Tang Yumeng should be having an inner conflict; after all, she was always about enforcing the law impartially. Even though Lin Chuan had saved her life before, she still had to act within her legal framework to help him.

"Secretary Tang, what do you think..." Unable to contain himself, Zhang Wenhui interrupted Tang Yumeng's contemplation.

"Hmm," Tang Yumeng nodded, "I understand. Let him be detained for a couple of days to reflect."

After saying this, Tang Yumeng turned and left.

Tang Yumeng's words were brief, but Zhang Wenhui felt relieved because he knew Tang Yumeng would take action to help. For someone as high-ranking and influential as Secretary Tang, she was always cautious and reserved in her speech. It was rare for her to speak so openly.

"Alright, I got it," Zhang Wenhui nodded.

In fact, Tang Yumeng was also extremely anxious. She felt distressed that Lin Chuan had been arrested. She wished she could go to the police station to rescue him right away. However, precisely because of her high position, she had to be extra cautious and avoid giving anyone a handle against her. She decided to go home and then make up her mind. As for Lin Chuan, that rascal, he really should be locked up to reflect on his actions to stop causing trouble all the time.

Back at home, Tang Yumeng was still somewhat unable to put her mind to rest. She tried calling Lin Chuan's phone, which was turned off. He surely had been brought into the police station, and all his belongings would have been temporarily confiscated. Tang Yumeng thought for a moment and then called Zhong Wenyi. After learning of the situation, Zhong Wenyi said he would go to the police station to find out what was happening first thing in the morning. At that moment, Zhong Wenyi was on a business trip in BJ. Upon hearing the news, he immediately put down his work and had his secretary book a flight back to Jiang Province for that evening.

Tang Yumeng sat on the sofa restless as if on pins and needles.

"Miss, it's time for dinner," the maid urged. It wasn't the first time she had done so, but Tang Yumeng kept delaying it. It had been postponed from six in the evening until eight. Looking at the situation, the maid figured that the miss must have run into some trouble and was anxious.

"Oh, wait a bit longer," Tang Yumeng nodded.

"Miss, it has been two hours already," the maid said with a smile: "Just have your dinner, if the sky falls, there's always someone taller to hold it up."

"Fine, I'll have dinner," Tang Yumeng suddenly smiled.

The previous nanny had aged and put in her resignation with Tang Yumeng a week earlier. Tang Yumeng didn't persuade her to stay; instead, she gave her a generous bonus. The nanny was grateful and tearfully said goodbye. Upon her departure, Silver Fox immediately planted a spy by Tang Yumeng's side. Not only was this spy skilled at cooking delicious meals, but she was also agile and could serve simultaneously as a personal secretary and a bodyguard.

"Miss, do you... have something on your mind?" Silver Fox asked curiously.

"Sigh," Tang Yumeng nodded, "Lin Chuan, that kid has stirred up trouble again."

"Ah?" Silver Fox was taken aback and asked, "What has he done this time?"

"Assault with intent and even attacking police, you tell me..." Tang Yumeng sat at the dining table. Silver Fox casually took a seat as well; the two had a relationship like sisters. Furthermore, Tang Yumeng didn't mind that Silver Fox had placed this spy, given that she used to be part of Fire Fox. Thus, she did not repel the organization.

"That bastard," Silver Fox frowning, said: "Big sister already covered for him once, who would've thought he'd cause trouble again."

"Hot-blooded youth," Tang Yumeng sighed, "He's bound to suffer for it sooner or later."

"Exactly!" Silver Fox nodded, "I must tell big sister about this quickly."

"No," Tang Yumeng shook her head, "Try to not bother others with things that can be handled on one's own."

"All right," Silver Fox nodded, "Miss, you should be able to resolve this issue easily, you're the City Secretary after all, a word from you and they should let him go, right? Hehe..."

"It's not that simple," Tang Yumeng shook her head and said with a bitter smile: "I am just a parachuted secretary; the public security department isn't under my authority, so even if I intervene, those people might not give me any regard. And if I were to press down with my authority, it might backfire, saving Lin Chuan might just give them leverage over me, and then, Song Ming would have the chance to bring me down."

"Ah?" Silver Fox was shocked, "What should we do then?"

"Let Zhong Wenyi go there tomorrow," Tang Yumeng said with a wry smile.

She hadn't expected that, as the secretary of a city, she would feel so suffocated. She had to tread carefully in everything she did, always worrying about her handkerchief, for fear that the deputy secretary would topple her. Tang Yumeng was also troubled; in the political arena, she detested political struggles and wanted to sincerely do something for the people of Jiangbei City. However, the struggle within officialdom was ceaseless. Of course, her years in office had taught her much; had it been in the past, she would have recklessly gone to the police station and demanded the release of detainees.

...

Huai Mountain South Road Police Station. Inside the interrogation room.

Song Xiaojia had been accompanying Lin Chuan, but for all of Song Xiaojia's support, Lin Chuan seemed somewhat averse to it. This girl was persistently yammering into his ear, nagging without end. Song Xiaojia resented Lin Chuan for being too reckless, utterly lacking in respect for the law and not considering the feelings of others.

"Officer Song, have you said enough?" Lin Chuan said, covering his ears.

"You bastard, you're annoyed by my nagging?" Song Xiaojia said angrily. "I'm done with you."

"Then hurry up and go," Lin Chuan urged, effectively showing her out. Song Xiaojia, incensed, stamped her foot and turned to leave.

After Song Xiaojia had left, the long-awaiting Lv Yan finally began to take action. Lv Yan, along with several police officers, entered the interrogation room with a grin. Inside the room, Lin Chuan was roasted in a chair. Lv Yan, smiling and self-proclaiming as a Madonna, did not realize that in Lin Chuan's eyes, she was nothing but a malicious woman.

"Lin Chuan, you already know what I'm capable of," Lv Yan smiled. "I'd advise you to confess your crimes honestly."

"Confess what crime?" Lin Chuan asked. "What's wrong with seeking my salary? If there's no issue, why should I confess?"

"You!" Lv Yan was infuriated, but she quickly calmed down. Smiling, she said: "Your intentional injury, assaulting police officers... Aren't these all serious crimes? Stop trying to wriggle out of it, it's better for you to sign this confession, put down your name and thumbprint, and I won't make things difficult for you."

Having said that, Lv Yan placed the confession she had prepared in advance in front of Lin Chuan.

Ptooey...

Lin Chuan glanced at it and immediately spat a thick gob of phlegm on it. Laughing, he said: "There, I've made my mark. Take it away."

Lv Yan's face turned green with rage, flames seething within her.

"Lv commissar, rough him up," cried a nearby police officer angrily.

"You little beast." Lv Yan's face darkened, her eyes radiating a murderous intent. She coldly stated, "Let's see who laughs last."

"Bring out whatever tricks you have," Lin Chuan said with disdain. "Just don't forget about last time. Hehe... the saline bag burst, and this time I heard you switched to silicone? With the technology nowadays, indeed, you should switch to silicone—safer, right? Saline bags are too cheap and unworthy of your status..."

"Shut up!" Lv Yan felt as if flames were erupting from the top of her head and roared: "What are you guys standing around for, rough him up!"

Several officers, wielding high-voltage batons designed to subdue the most violent criminals, approached. However, in today's society, police firearms and batons are mostly used to handle troublemakers and protestors.

"Kid, you're in for it today," Chen Jianjun said as he held his aching chest, grateful that years of training allowed him to endure. He was brandishing a 100,000-volt baton, grinning, "Today I'm going to let you experience the feeling of flying."

With that, Chen Jianjun swung the baton towards Lin Chuan and pressed the electricity button.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

Waves of blue electricity were discharged from the front of the baton.

Just as the baton was about to strike, Lin Chuan's body slid to the floor from the chair; although his hands were cuffed, it did not compromise his agility. At the same time, Lin Chuan fiercely stomped on Chen Jianjun's foot. The latter did not anticipate Lin Chuan's struggle in the face of death.

Thump...

Chen Jianjun, losing his balance, tumbled down straight onto a heavy, sobering chair, his baton clattering to the floor. Seizing the moment, Lin Chuan grabbed the baton and began ferociously thudding it down onto Chen Jianjun.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

Blue electricity incessantly coursed through his body. Chen Jianjun immediately screamed, "Aah!!"

His shrill screams were like those of a slaughtered pig and under the relentless assault of the baton, he had no strength to resist, his whole body convulsed, and his mouth oozed a mix of red and white fluids—the concoction of saliva and blood.

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