thefictionvixens Chapter 140 A defensive alliance? Shattered with a single kick!
Chapter 140 A defensive alliance? Shattered with a single kick!
"Who said I was going to go to the scene and argue with them?"
Qi Tongwei put down the bullet and turned on the computer in front of him.
On the screen, instead of a document, was a complex bank transaction system interface. A dense array of numbers scrolled like a waterfall, red and green, dazzling the eye.
"Donglai, remember this," Qi Tongwei pointed to his temple, "In this world, there are only two things that don't lie. One is the dead, and the other is money."
"I don't want their confessions, I want to know where the funds went."
Qi Tongwei's fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out a series of complex commands.
[Core Skill Triggered: Conan-Level Perfect Crime Scene Reconstruction (Trace Evidence - Finance Edition)]
For an ordinary economic crime investigator, dealing with trillions of yuan in financial transactions across the province would likely be a lifelong ordeal. But in Qi Tongwei's eyes, these dry numbers suddenly came alive.
The originally chaotic data stream was rapidly reorganized and changed color on his retina.
Every poverty alleviation fund disbursed is like a red blood vessel. In the process of flowing to the grassroots level, most of these vessels experience strange "bleeding" and "diversion".
Qi Tongwei's pupils contracted slightly, his brain like a quantum computer running at overclocked speed.
Never forget.
Logical restructuring.
"Found it."
Half an hour later, Qi Tongwei's finger slammed down on the Enter key. The screen froze, showing several glaring red lines that eventually converged at three seemingly unrelated endpoints.
"Yantai City Dashan Building Materials Co., Ltd."
"Luzhou Luyuan Agricultural Cooperative".
"Lincheng New Era Technology Consulting Company"
Zhao Donglai came over to take a look and looked bewildered: "What's wrong with these companies? They all look like legitimate registered businesses, and the legal representatives aren't relatives of officials; they're all elderly people from the countryside."
"That's their brilliance, and that's also their folly." Qi Tongwei lit a cigarette and pointed to the connection diagram on the screen. "These three companies are registered in completely different places, and their legal representatives are not related at all."
However, although their funds changed hands eighteen times in the bank's repatriation account, they ultimately all flowed to a seemingly clean overseas trust fund.
"Once we find out who the actual controller behind this fund is, this web will fall apart."
Just then, the office door was pushed open.
A rich and overpowering perfume scent entered the room before anyone could see it. It was Chanel No. 5 mixed with a unique body odor, sweet with a hint of dangerous spiciness, like the scent of blooming poppies.
Zhao Donglai turned around and quickly coughed, "Um... Director, I'll go next door to organize the files first."
After saying that, the dark-faced man slipped out as if he were fleeing, and thoughtfully locked the door behind him.
Ye Cunxin walked in, her red-soled high heels clicking as she went.
She wasn't wearing one of those stiff business suits today. Instead, she was wearing a black, tight-fitting, bodycon mini dress. The fabric was minimal, clinging tightly to her devilish figure and perfectly outlining her exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio.
The neckline was extremely low, revealing a deep cleavage that gleamed with a dazzling white sheen under the light. As she moved, her two full breasts trembled like waves, as if they were about to burst out of her clothes at any moment.
The skirt was so short it reached the top of her thighs, and her two long, straight legs were covered in very thin black stockings, revealing the snow-white skin underneath. There was a faint pink mark at her knees, a trace left on the villa's carpet yesterday.
"Director Qi, why lock the door in broad daylight? Are you planning something bad?"
Ye Cunxin walked to the desk, and instead of going around it, she turned around and sat down on Qi Tongwei's desk without any hesitation, her pert buttocks covered by black stockings.
She crossed her legs, one high heel dangling precariously on her toes, seemingly about to fall off. That foot was stretched right in front of Qi Tongwei, the instep arching in an alluring curve, her toes peeking out from beneath the black stockings.
Qi Tongwei didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze remaining fixed on the screen: "Did you find what you were asked to investigate?"
"How boring." Ye Cunxin pouted, leaned back, and supported herself with her hands behind her back. This posture made her chest curves even more prominent and proud, as if she wanted to directly shove them into Qi Tongwei's face.
She extended a slender finger and gently traced it across Qi Tongwei's cheek; her fingertip was icy cold, yet it ignited a fiery sensation.
"I used half of my connections in Beijing." Ye Cunxin pulled a warm USB drive from her deep collar, rubbed it against her smooth skin, and then tossed it on the table. "This is someone's most treasured possession. Where's the reward?"
Qi Tongwei grabbed the USB drive and plugged it into the computer, but his other hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Cunxin's slender ankle.
The smooth black stockings felt like the finest satin, and the warmth of his palm instantly seeped through them. Qi Tongwei's fingers roughly slid up her calf, giving her a hard squeeze on her firm, elastic flesh.
"what……"
Ye Cunxin tilted her long neck back and let out a sweet moan, her eyes instantly becoming watery and dreamy, as if they were about to drip water. Instead of dodging, she deliberately spread her legs, revealing her dangerously alluring territory right in front of her.
"The reward is that you'll be on top tonight," Qi Tongwei said in a hoarse, low voice.
"You said it yourself." Ye Cunxin bit her red lips, her eyes filled with seductive allure. "Don't beg for mercy later."
Qi Tongwei withdrew his hand, his gaze turning cold again. He typed a few keys on the keyboard, and the files on the USB drive were decrypted and opened.
A detailed equity penetration chart appeared on the screen.
The beneficiary of that overseas trust fund went through countless twists and turns, but ultimately pointed to one name—Liu Sheng.
"Liu Sheng?" Qi Tongwei frowned slightly.
Seeing that they were getting down to business, Ye Cunxin put away her seductive manner, but still sat on the table, her beautiful legs in black stockings gently rubbing against Qi Tongwei's legs.
"Liu Sheng is currently the Deputy Director of the Department of Agriculture of Handong Province. He is mainly in charge of the approval of special agricultural funds and the acceptance of poverty alleviation projects throughout the province." Ye Cunxin's voice was languid, revealing the arrogance unique to socialites from the capital. "However, he has another more interesting identity."
She leaned down and whispered in Qi Tongwei's ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe: "Ten years ago, he was a counselor in the Department of Political Science and Law at Handong University. Later, he worked as Zhao Lichun's full-time secretary for three years."
Zhao Lichun's secretary.
The moment those words were uttered, all the clues instantly connected into a venomous snake.
No wonder.
No wonder places like Yantai, Lincheng, and Lüzhou dare to forge documents so brazenly. It's because Liu Sheng holds the power of approval and the power of acceptance.
This is a perfect closed loop.
Local officials siphoned off poverty alleviation funds, laundered them through shell companies, and then transferred them to Liu Sheng's overseas accounts. Liu Sheng then used this money to cultivate relationships with higher-ups, and it may even have flowed back into Zhao Lichun's political coffers.
This is one of the "money bags" of the Han University gang.
"What a Liu Sheng." Qi Tongwei stared at the name on the screen, his eyes filled with murderous intent that almost materialized. "He's trying to turn the people's life-saving money into stepping stones for his own promotion and wealth."
"This Mr. Liu is very cautious." Ye Cunxin stuck out her little tongue and licked her red lips, her eyes like those of a female leopard eyeing its prey. "His financial chain is very professional. If it weren't for my grandfather's intelligence network, your Public Security Bureau would have investigated for ten years and still not found this trust fund."
She slid off the table and straddled Qi Tongwei's lap. The thin layer of black stockings did nothing to prevent the transfer of their body heat. She wrapped her arms around Qi Tongwei's neck, her full breasts pressing tightly against his chest, deforming with each breath.
"Tongwei, if we touch him this time, Zhao Lichun might make his move sooner rather than later." Ye Cunxin smiled seductively, circling her finger on the police badge on his chest. "That old fox Zhao Lichun is very protective of his reputation. You're going to pluck all his feathers out of him."
Qi Tongwei's large hand gripped her slender waist, feeling the heat beneath her firm skin, yet his eyes remained frighteningly calm.
"Since it's a malignant tumor, it has to be removed no matter who it's on. Don't think that he's Zhao Lichun's secretary; even if he were Zhao Lichun's own son, I'd still arrest him without hesitation."
Qi Tongwei suddenly picked up Ye Cunxin and placed her on the sofa next to him, then pressed the red call button on the table.
"Donglai, come in."
A few seconds later, the door lock was turned open.
Zhao Donglai pushed open the door and immediately saw Ye Cunxin sitting on the sofa, tidying up her skirt.
The once tight-fitting pencil skirt was now somewhat disheveled, and there seemed to be several large handprints on the black stockings. Ye Cunxin's face was still flushed, and she was glaring at Qi Tongwei with a resentful look.
Zhao Donglai kept his eyes down, pretending not to see anything, and stood at attention, saluting: "Director!"
Qi Tongwei had already regained his cold and stern demeanor, and he tossed the USB drive to Zhao Donglai.
"Notify the action team that all members cancel their leave and collect live ammunition."
"Have you locked onto the target?" Zhao Donglai took the USB drive, his hands trembling with excitement.
Qi Tongwei stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the seemingly peaceful city. His silhouette was like a javelin, carrying a sharp edge that seemed to pierce the sky.
"Target: Liu Sheng, Deputy Director of the Provincial Department of Agriculture."
"Furthermore, immediately freeze those thirty-six related accounts on the list. Whether it's the mayor of Yantai or the secretary of Lincheng, anyone whose name appears on this financial chain must be arrested in a different location!"
Zhao Donglai gasped.
This is going to completely expose the corruption within the Han Dong officialdom!
"Director, this involves too many aspects. Should we report it to Secretary Sha first?" Zhao Donglai hesitated.
"Need not."
Qi Tongwei turned around, and the sunlight behind him stretched his shadow long, making him look like a judge about to carry out an execution.
"I will explain to Sha Ruijin."
"Right now, I need speed. Before they can react, I need to tighten the net. I want these self-proclaimed clever 'smart people' to know that in Handong, there are some people they can't mess with."
Qi Tongwei glanced at Ye Cunxin, who was sitting on the sofa and winking at him, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.
"Also, prepare a car for me."
"Where to?"