120: Chapter 120 Zhao Yang: You've got to take this shock!

As Prosecutor Wu saw the contents of the autopsy report in the photo clearly, his body stiffened. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his lips trembled, unable to utter a single word as a layer of sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Zhao Yang spoke slowly, "Prosecutor Wu, what do you think of these two autopsy reports?"

Prosecutor Wu suddenly looked up, walked to the door to check outside, closed it tightly, and returned to Zhao Yang. He asked in a low voice, "Director Zhao, did you come here specifically for this matter?"

"Why do you ask?"

"This matter... if it's not a specific investigation from the top, I suggest you don't look too deep into it."

"Oh?" Zhao Yang smiled. "It seems you know something."

"I..." Prosecutor Wu fell silent for a moment. "Director Zhao, I know of your deeds, but you are still too young. The situation involved in this matter is too complex. Even if someone from the province comes, I'm afraid..."

He sighed and shook his head.

Zhao Yang smiled faintly. "Prosecutor Wu might not know yet. Today, a medical team from the Imperial Capital has already arrived in Miaogao Township. Ostensibly, they are here to inspect local chronic diseases, but in reality, they are checking the health of the girls at Miaogao Township Middle School."

"What?" Prosecutor Wu looked shocked and blurted out, "The authorities know about this? Did you report it? Are you... an Imperial Envoy?"

Zhao Yang spread his hands. "The top doesn't need me to report it; they can find out themselves. Especially the medical team—once they discover that several girls at Miaogao Township Middle School have developed gynecological issues at such a young age, the authorities will know everything."

Prosecutor Wu's breathing became rapid. He never dreamed that the purpose of the medical team from the Imperial Capital was this.

"Prosecutor Wu, I wouldn't come looking for you for no reason."

"What... what do you mean by that?"

"Exactly what I said." Zhao Yang stared into his eyes. "Someone in Miaogao Township told me that Hou Guiping once went to the procuratorate to report this, and a chief prosecutor surnamed Wu should have obtained some things. I am here today to get those things."

Prosecutor Wu swallowed hard, his first instinct being to deny it.

Zhao Yang pressed him, "Think carefully. Are you sure you want to keep such a hot potato for yourself?"

Prosecutor Wu's expression struggled as he asked in a low voice, "Can you protect yourself?"

Zhao Yang couldn't help but laugh. "Prosecutor Wu, do you realize I'm giving you a chance to be noticed by the top? Don't you want your name known by the people in the Imperial Capital? Let's put it this way—I called the medical team here. The top doesn't actually know about this matter yet, but I can make sure they do."

Prosecutor Wu stared at Zhao Yang, his face full of shock.

Calling in a national-level medical team just like that?

With such power, no wonder he was already a deputy division chief at such a young age. Soon, he grasped the meaning behind Zhao Yang's words: "You mean, you want me to report to the top?"

"If you follow the formal process, there might be danger, but that's not the most troublesome part. The real trouble is that even if the criminals are prosecuted, the higher-ups will think you lack political savvy. At most, they'll give you some honors, and then you'll just wait to retire in this position."

Prosecutor Wu swallowed, looking at Zhao Yang as if he were a monster.

Are these words something a young man should be able to say?

Then it dawned on him: "You mean, the things should be given to you?"

Zhao Yang nodded. "I have better channels. Rest assured, now that the medical team is here, this matter cannot be hidden anymore."

Prosecutor Wu lowered his head, thinking for several minutes before finally stomping his foot. "Follow me! The things are at my house."

At the Chief Prosecutor's home, Zhao Yang obtained Hou Guiping's reporting Materials—photos, a list, testimonies from female students, and the registration form from that day.

He said seriously to Prosecutor Wu, "Prosecutor Wu, thank you for making the right choice. You have saved many people."

Prosecutor Wu sighed, "I am ashamed. I... I was too cowardly. Otherwise, Hou Guiping..."

Zhao Yang smiled helplessly and interrupted him, "I understand your choice. Otherwise, Hou Guiping would have had a companion like you on the road to the Yellow Springs."

Prosecutor Wu's words caught in his throat. He looked at Zhao Yang, his eyes full of gratitude. "Thank you for your understanding."

After bidding farewell to Prosecutor Wu, Zhao Yang returned to the Guest House, closed the doors and windows, locked them, and dialed General Feng's number.

"Elder Feng, I've run into some trouble."

General Feng's somewhat anxious voice immediately came through the phone: "What happened? Where are you?"

"I'm in Pingkang County, Qingzhou City."

"What are you doing over there?"

"An inspection task from the institute, to look into the progress of informatization construction in various regions."

"Did you offend the local people?"

Zhao Yang sighed, "General Feng, are you familiar with the leadership here in the province? I seem to have offended an official surnamed Xia, likely from the Provincial Organization Department."

"Wait a moment, let me ask around. I don't know much about the situation there."

Hearing him say this, Zhao Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Old Feng's path was viable, so there was no need to bother Bai Erru.

After a while, General Feng's voice came through again: "Is it a big matter?"

"What do you mean by big? Elder Feng, can we just speak plainly? Don't use jargon, I don't understand."

"Big means someone got hurt—like if you crippled someone's child or something."

"It seems to be bigger than that."

"What?" General Feng's voice changed. "Can you leave there immediately? If not... sigh, it's a bit difficult. Try your best to protect yourself, and then..."

"Cough, Elder Feng, don't worry, it's not that kind of thing. I'm safe," Zhao Yang laughed. "And I wouldn't do anything illegal. It seems you're not familiar with this person named Xia."

There was a long silence on the other end of the line, as he obviously figured something out. "Xiao Zhao, what did you discover?"

"Yeah. I found some strange things during the inspection, and upon investigating, I stepped on a massive landmine. You have to save me."

"What kind of landmine?"

"A mine about as big as Jinghai."

*Hiss*... Did you go undercover again?"

Zhao Yang rolled his eyes. "Elder Feng, I'm a celebrity now. How could I go undercover?"

"Then you... think I can help you clear the mine?"

"Hehe," Zhao Yang laughed. "My small arms and legs can't compare to your Indestructible Body. This mine, I can only hand it over to you."

General Feng's sigh came through the phone: "Fine! I'll send someone to find you."

"No need. Making a scene would easily startle the snake," Zhao Yang said. "Bai Erru's daughter happens to be here to relax. She's returning to the capital soon, so I'll have her take it back."

"Isn't that too risky?"

"Bai Erru sent eight bodyguards."

"Oh... then it should be no problem. You kid, you really know how to cause trouble."

Zhao Yang smiled bitterly. "This really was just a coincidence. I didn't want this either."

"Alright, alright, watch out for your own safety. I'll give you a number in a moment; call him if there's an emergency. I can't say much else, but getting you back to the Imperial Capital in one piece won't be a problem."

"Thank you, Elder Feng."

After hanging up, Zhao Yang found Bai Xiaohe and handed over Hou Guiping's reporting Materials, the autopsy reports, and the reporting letter written by Chen Mingzhang to her.

"Xiaohe, take these back to the Imperial Capital. Call this number, and someone will come to collect them."

Bai Xiaohe looked at the seal on the document bag and frowned. "This must be very important, right?"

Zhao Yang nodded. "Yes. If I hadn't seen that your father sent eight bodyguards, I wouldn't feel safe giving it to you."

Bai Xiaohe's face turned red. "I wanted to stay with you guys."

Zhao Yang lightly flicked her forehead. "Hurry back and go be your savior. I'll need your help with something even more important later."

"What is it?"

"I can't say yet." Zhao Yang's expression turned solemn. "But it is a matter of heaven-shaking proportions."