116: Chapter 116 You can't touch me

Li Chengjian subconsciously gripped the corner of his shirt.

This movement did not escape Lu Zheng's eyes.

He had worked at the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection for twenty years and had seen too many witnesses before they spoke for the first time.

Some cried, some trembled, some were drenched in sweat.

But those like Li Chengjian, who gripped their shirt corners, often held the heaviest burdens in their hearts.

"Don't be nervous." Lu Zheng poured him a cup of tea, steam rising in curls.

"You are safe. This is the Commission for Discipline Inspection; no one can reach in here."

Li Chengjian held the teacup, his knuckles turning white.

He looked up at Zhao Yang standing beside him, that young face filled with determination.

Zhao Yang nodded at Li Chengjian:

"With the Commission for Discipline Inspection and the police here, no one can hurt you, and certainly no one can hurt your family."

The passionate protection of the police last night was still vivid in his mind.

This made Li Chengjian's gaze gradually firm up.

"I'll talk." Li Chengjian took a deep breath. "I will say everything I know."

Lu Zheng pressed the switch on the IC voice recorder, and the red indicator light turned on.

"In March of this year, Guo Mingkai asked me to keep two sets of books."

Li Chengjian's voice trembled at first, but it became steadier as he spoke.

"One set is the real account books, locked in the safe of the Tongan Die-Casting Machine Factory's finance department. The other set is fake, used for the enterprise restructuring."

"In the real books, there were three consecutive transfers totaling 9 million yuan to Jianghan Hengtong Trading Co., Ltd."

Lu Zheng frowned slightly. "Hengtong Trading?"

"Yes. The legal representative of this company is named Ji Tianxiang."

Lu Zheng and Zhao Yang were both shocked.

Ji Tianxiang, Ji Hongwen's only son, ran a company in the provincial capital, Jiangzhou.

"What was the reason given for this payment?" Lu Zheng asked.

"Consulting fees." Li Chengjian gave a bitter smile. "Less than ten days after the consulting fees arrived, the company went bankrupt and was deregistered."

The fishiness of this was too obvious; no further explanation was needed.

Lu Zheng nodded in thought, while Zhao Yang recorded quickly in his notebook.

"There is one more." Li Chengjian gritted his teeth. "In May of this year, Guo Mingkai asked me to transfer 23 million yuan to the Qicheng Group, claiming it was to purchase equipment, but the equipment never arrived."

Zhao Yang stopped writing and looked up, asking:

"Do you remember the specific dates?"

Li Chengjian shook his head. "I don't remember. It was around the middle of May."

Without an accurate date, it would be much harder to verify.

Zhao Yang inadvertently furrowed his brows.

Seeing this, Li Chengjian continued:

"I was scared at the time, afraid that the higher-ups would audit the accounts, so I made a copy and took it home."

"The copy doesn't have the receipts, so I guess it can't be used as evidence. But the time and destination of every transaction are clearly recorded, so it will be very easy to check."

Hearing this, Lu Zheng and Zhao Yang looked at each other and asked simultaneously:

"Where is the copy now?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Li Chengjian's face. "I can give it to you, but I have one request."

Zhao Yang's brows twitched, vaguely guessing his concerns, and he said in a low voice:

"Speak. As long as we can do it, we will certainly satisfy you."

Li Chengjian took a deep breath and said word by word:

"Before all the people involved are brought to justice, I hope you can guarantee the safety of my family."

Lu Zheng looked deeply at Zhao Yang, as if asking: What did you all go through yesterday?

Zhao Yang briefly recounted the life-and-death experience of the previous night.

Lu Zheng's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "Have you reported this to your superiors?"

"I provided the itinerary from yesterday, and the Provincial Criminal Investigation Detachment is investigating." Zhao Yang knew that the superior he was referring to was likely Sun Zhendong.

No matter how much a leader trusts you, you must maintain a certain distance; Zhao Yang could not report everything to him.

Lu Zheng nodded slightly and looked up at Li Chengjian:

"I promise you. I will arrange for people to protect your family right now. Of course, this includes you as well."

As he spoke, Lu Zheng picked up the phone on the table and called He Yunqiao to arrange manpower.

He Yunqiao sent four special police officers to accompany Zhao Yang to retrieve the account books.

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Yang received the account books, his heart rate accelerating involuntarily.

The records were very professional, and he didn't understand them entirely.

He only understood one thing: after Guo Mingkai became the head of the Die-Casting Machine Factory's restructuring leading group, large sums of funds flowed out of the factory.

Moreover, the date and destination of every transaction were recorded very clearly.

With this account book, the investigation would have a clear target, and they would achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Leaving two special police officers to protect Li Chengjian and his family, two officers accompanied Zhao Yang back.

Subsequently, an investigation revolving around the outflow of funds from the Tongan Die-Casting Machine Factory began.

Tongan City Criminal Investigation Detachment.

While Zhao Yang went to collect evidence, Xu Yiming and Jiang Nan went to the interrogation room to re-interrogate Bai Fengyin.

After a night, Bai Fengyin's complexion was even paler, and she clearly had lost her energy.

Jiang Nan spread out the transcript paper and revealed a slight smile:

"Bai Fengyin, 48 hours have not passed yet. Do you still want to bet?"

Bai Fengyin had waited all night in agonizing torment, never receiving news of her release.

In her heart, her disappointment and resentment toward Ji Hongwen grew deeper and deeper.

You heartless bastard, making me sit in jail, don't think you're going to have a good time either!

She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Nan and Xu Yiming with some provocation:

"You cannot touch me. I am one of Ji Hongwen's people."

Xu Yiming immediately sat up straight and raised an eyebrow, asking:

"Whose person are you?"

"His lover." Bai Fengyin's answer was very straightforward.

Jiang Nan marveled inwardly. Zhao Yang had long said there was something wrong with Ji Hongwen, and now it was increasingly proving that his initial judgment was correct.

However, how did he know? Was it based on the keenness of a news reporter?

She tapped the table with the pen in her hand and said coldly:

"Bai Fengyin, watch your words. Please do not splash dirty water on the city leaders!"

"Splash dirty water? Everything I said is true!" Bai Fengyin lifted her chin.

"If you're smart, let me out early!"

Jiang Nan sneered and shook her head:

"Clearly, it is not true. You have been caught for so long, and no one has asked us to let you off the hook or give you any special treatment."

This remark hit Bai Fengyin's sore spot, and she immediately became agitated, her facial features somewhat distorted.

"He likes that I'm a blank slate; he comes to Platinum Night every week to find me! I have photos as proof!"

Xu Yiming did not expect her to say such bold words, and he was slightly surprised.

He looked at Jiang Nan and asked in a low voice:

"Do you want someone else to replace you? I'm afraid she'll be unbridled in her speech."

Jiang Nan was still a young woman, and he was afraid that she would blush at some of the things said.

Jiang Nan smiled indifferently: "I've dissected so many corpses, do I still care about this? It's better if she's unbridled."

Xu Yiming admired Jiang Nan's questioning style and didn't really want to switch people.

He nodded gently and continued to ask:

"Where are the photos?"

Bai Fengyin didn't hear clearly what they were saying and thought they were afraid.

She proudly lifted her chin and simply went all out:

"The photos are on the 5th floor of Platinum Night, in my bedroom computer."

Jiang Nan somewhat admired Bai Fengyin's straightforwardness. She picked up the walkie-talkie and instructed the Technical Brigade officers to go and retrieve the photos.

"Our people are going to verify it now. So, you are suspected of organizing and harboring prostitution, and leading and participating in a criminal gang. How do you explain that?"

"What does that have to do with me!" A hint of disdain appeared on Bai Fengyin's face. "My position as general manager is just a nominal title given by Guo Mingkai out of respect for Ji Hongwen."

"The boss behind the scenes of Platinum Night is Guo Mingkai. Prostitution, criminal gangs—it's all his doing!"

The interrogation continued for ten minutes, and a knock on the door sounded.

Xu Yiming glanced outside and said in a low voice: "Please come in!"

A Technical Brigade officer walked in with a stack of photos and a USB drive.