"Hmph!" An Gang just snorted coldly and did not speak.

In his heart, Zhao Ritian's threat was like air, insignificant and easily dismissed because he had powerful support behind him - even the large and influential Zhao Family was powerless against him.

At Guiyuan City People's Hospital, An Zheng, lying on the hospital bed, had also seen the news about his company. He immediately called Zhou Jiajia to inquire about the situation.

Zhou Jiajia, knowing that An Qi's father had a heart condition, gently explained that it was all a setup and that the police were already suspecting as much, advising him not to worry.

With that response, An Zheng felt much more at ease.

Meanwhile, the police had established a special task force to thoroughly investigate the case.

They had reviewed the video and other related evidence and found that Antian Group indeed appeared to be framed.

Thus, they immediately started a citywide search for the truck in the video, trying to ascertain where it had escaped to, and they also looked into the vehicle's registration and owner details.

However, when they entered the license plate number from the truck for a search, they discovered that the license plate was fake.

Helpless, they could only investigate where exactly the truck had come from to the Antian Group factory and where it was heading.

Through citywide surveillance camera footage, they discovered that the suspicious truck had left Guiyuan City at ten o'clock the previous night, heading to other counties and cities.

Thus, they split into two teams, one headed to the counties and cities in the direction the truck had fled to, while the other stayed in Guiyuan City to see where the truck had come from and who might have been transported along the way.

The team that stayed in Guiyuan City, after half a day of investigation, finally determined where the truck had originated from.

The truck had started from an abandoned building in the suburbs and then drove straight to Antian Group's factory. Along the way, they had not detected anyone getting on or off the truck.

Then, they traced the truck's route before it set off; discovering that the truck had entered the city from outside, undeniably increasing the difficulty of their search.

The police officers sent to other counties were tracking along the truck's escape route. They instructed the police in each county along the way to set up checkpoints and scrutinize vehicles to see if they could locate the one with the fake license plate.

Additionally, they went to the traffic management bureaus of various counties, using the "Sky Eye" highway cameras to pinpoint the suspicious truck's whereabouts.

They realized that the suspicious truck was clever, knowing where cameras were on the highway; thus, it stuck to rural roads and avoided the highways, undoubtedly increasing the difficulty of tracking and searching.

After several days of intermittent pursuit, when they tracked it to a small village, they completely lost track of the truck.

They speculated that the truck was likely hidden in some mountain village corner, and the people on board might have abandoned the vehicle and fled into the mountains.

So, they plastered notices asking the public for help in locating the criminal group and the suspicious truck.

On the notice, they provided the public with an important search target: a suspect with a green lizard tattoo on his wrist. Besides that, they also provided information on the suspicious persons' clothing and physical characteristics.

Immediately after the notice went up, villagers found the abandoned suspicious truck in a mountain village corner.

By then, the truck was empty; the occupants likely had fled deeper into the mountains.

The mountains stretched for dozens of kilometers; given the vast area, it was indeed difficult to conduct the search, and all they could do was wait.

On the other side, An Qi had been released on bail, and the factory, upon application, was able to continue manufacturing cell phones. The police had only found illicit goods in warehouse one, and no traces of illicit goods were detected in other warehouses or production workshops, suggesting they might have been framed; thus, they were allowed to continue production.

However, although they were allowed to continue producing cell phones, every batch of goods had to be inspected by the police before release.

Hearing this news, Zhao Ritian was extremely unhappy; he then stormed off to confront An Gang.

"Didn't you say that Antian Group would soon be finished? Now they can continue production."

"What's the rush, as public opinion escalates, the police will know what to do," An Gang calmly replied.

Actually, no one was angrier than he was; because he was the one most eager to see Antian Group fall. However, he knew that anger was futile; only by calming down and considering strategies was crucial; therefore, he thought of manipulating public opinion to increase the pressure on the police.

"Is public opinion pressure effective?" Zhao Ritian curiously asked.

"Just wait and see!" An Gang replied.

He then ordered his subordinates to pay the major newspapers to create public uproar and stimulate bystander discussions.

"Allowing a 'poisonous' company like Antian Group to continue production undermines legal justice."

"Stay away from Tianyao, truly cherish life!"

"The police are here to uphold legal justice, not to favor a poisonous company."

"What we want is justice, not evil. What we want is light, not darkness!"

"If a poisonous company can continue production, then please, police, there's no need to crackdown on or arrest drug criminals in the future."

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Suddenly, public opinion surged, putting tremendous pressure on the Guiyuan City police force.

In the end, with no choice, they had to announce: Antian Group could continue production, but goods could not leave the factory until the truth was uncovered.

Seeing this message, An Qi felt helpless; now, she just hoped the police in the small village would quickly find those criminals.

Days passed, and soon it was the day the Night Guiyao Auction was set to begin.

Tonight, Lin Yifan dressed in a suit, tied his tie, polished his shoes; then, holding the auction invitation, he grandly headed to the Night Guiyao Auction.

On this trip, his primary goal was the Healing Wound Flower; if he encountered other suitable precious antiques, he might participate in the bidding.

After a while, driving a Maserati, he arrived at the auction, got out of the car, and walked over.

He first presented his invitation card to the staff for verification; after waiting for the verification to pass, he then entered the auction venue.

The auction was held in a venue similar to a movie theatre, with tiers of rising seats. At a glance, the hall appeared to be able to accommodate over five hundred people; it was quite large.

By then, the hall was already filled with bidders; helplessly, Lin Yifan had no choice but to sit in the back row.

He had just sat down when a staff member came over and handed him a bidding paddle.

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