The Supreme Beauty Fell in Love with Me

"Hmm." Liu Shaoqi nodded and said, "This kid is not to be trifled with."

Knock, knock, knock...

At that moment, a knocking sound came from the door.

"Come in!" Liu Shaoqi called out.

A man dressed in a business suit hurried in and then hastily said, "Mr. Liu, Song Hao is dead."

"Song Hao is dead?" Liu Shaoqi was stunned and said, "That can't be. Who did it?"

"Lin Chuan." The man in the business suit hurriedly answered.

Ssss...

In the office, several people gasped in surprise. The tea in Liu Shaoqi's cup spilled out, and Yang Zi was also greatly shocked. Liu Jianjun was even more dumbfounded. If even Song Hao could be killed, who else couldn't he kill? Suddenly, Liu Jianjun recalled encountering the special police making an arrest earlier. He felt fortunate that he hadn't clashed with Lin Chuan and his crew; otherwise, he realized that his loss wouldn't have been just more than a thousand yuan, but his very life.

"Lin Chuan really has some nerve," said Liu Shaoqi, gaping in disbelief.

"Indeed!" Liu Jianjun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "No wonder the special police took him away today."

"Humph, brave but foolhardy," Liu Shaoqi said with disdainful laughter, "He killed Song Hao, how could Song Ming possibly let him off? This just highlights Lin Chuan's lack of wisdom. I thought he would be a worthy opponent, but it turns out this kid is simply reckless. This time, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape his fate."

"Hehe, Mr. Liu, we could take this opportunity to make a move," Liu Jianjun said with a chuckle.

"No need!" Liu Shaoqi shook his head and said, "It's already gotten to this point. Lin Chuan is as good as dead. We don't need to overdo it."

Elsewhere, at the Extraordinary Bar.

Tang Yumeng hurried to the Extraordinary Bar.

Today, Bai Yifan also received the news. Having just returned from the provincial city, he heard that the Tiger Gang was wiped out, the Northeast Tiger was killed, and Qinghua Pool was razed to the ground. Even Song Hao had been killed. All this news was almost too much for him to process.

"Yifan," Tang Yumeng rushed in.

"Xiao Yu, why are you here?" Bai Yifan hurriedly welcomed her.

"I came to ask you for a favor," Tang Yumeng said urgently.

"To save Lin Chuan?" Bai Yifan asked curiously.

"That's right," Tang Yumeng nodded and said, "Lin Chuan has been arrested, and I want to rally more people to save him."

"How could that be possible?" Bai Yifan was taken aback and said, "Lin Chuan has committed a great crime. How could he possibly be saved?"

"There's a reason for everything," Tang Yumeng hastily said, "If it weren't for Song Hao and the Northeast Tiger conspiring to kill Lin Chuan's mother, how could Lin Chuan have done such a thing? Even if he were to be sentenced, at most it would be manslaughter in a fit of passion, definitely not premeditated murder."

"Xiao Yu..." Bai Yifan was about to persuade her.

Who expected that Tang Yumeng would resolutely say, "Yifan, help me or not, just one word. Don't beat around the bush."

After thinking for a moment, Bai Yifan said, "I... I'll try my best. I have a few friends in the provincial city, I will rally them to lend a hand."

"Thank you." After finishing speaking, Tang Yumeng stood up and said, "I must go now; I still have some old friends to visit. I hope they can also give me a hand at this time."

"Alright, then I won't see you out," Bai Yifan nodded.

Watching Tang Yumeng leave, Bai Yifan's lips curved into a cold, sinister smile. He sneered to himself, then took out his phone, making calls one after another.

"Gangzi, have you heard about Song Hao?" Bai Yifan asked.

"Yeah, what about it?" The voice on the other end asked curiously.

"Go home and inform your old man that this matter is terrible and very serious. Ask your father to pressure Jiangbei City," Bai Yifan spoke, "If Lin Chuan doesn't die, the people and power in Jiangbei City will live in torment."

"No problem." The voice on the other end laughed, "It's such a pity that Song Hao has died. My old man is also paying attention. I heard that Song Ming is already pulling strings in the provincial city, probably looking to suppress Tang Yumeng, ensuring that Lin with that surname ends up in the firing line."

"Good, talk more with your old man when you have time, and have him lend a hand to Song Ming too!" Bai Yifan said with a laugh.

"Sure thing, I'll naturally help with Mr. Bai's work."

After hanging up, Bai Yifan made several calls. Nearly all the heirs from the provincial city received calls from Bai Yifan. The aim was simply to have Lin Chuan executed. From now on, Bai Yifan would have no more rivals, and henceforth, Tang Yumeng would belong to him.

...

In the provincial capital, at Song Jianguo's home.

The study.

Song Jianguo was earnestly reading books and newspapers when suddenly, a figure barged in from outside.

"Xiao Jia, why have you come back?" Song Jianguo looked at his daughter with a face full of surprise. Weren't you on a mission abroad? Why did you suddenly come back, and without any prior notice? This left Song Jianguo somewhat baffled.

"Dad, something has happened to Lin Chuan," Song Xiaojia hurriedly said.

"What happened?" Song Jianguo quickly asked.

As the provincial party secretary, he hadn't received any information about the incidents that had occurred in Jiangbei City, even though the people under him were essentially in the know, not a single person had notified him. Song Ming knew that Song Jianguo would stand by Lin Chuan, so he had almost bought off all of Song Jianguo's subordinates, leaving Song Jianguo in the dark.

"It's like this..." Song Xiaojia hurriedly recounted the situation.

The more Song Jianguo listened, the more astonished he became, the more he was shocked. Lin Chuan, that young man, had actually killed Song Hao. This was no small matter.

"You want me to help Lin Chuan evade punishment?" Song Jianguo asked.

"That's not very likely," Song Xiaojia shook her head and said, "Try to ensure that Lin Chuan doesn't receive the death penalty. Even if it's the death penalty, make it a suspended execution, at the very least we still have a chance to get him out later."

"Girl, you're thinking too simply," Song Jianguo laughed and said, "Song Ming's son is dead, he is grieved to lose his son in his old age, wouldn't he be? In such a state of emotion, he is definitely determined to take Lin Chuan's life. Understand?"

"Then what should we do?" Song Xiaojia asked urgently.

"Do what needs to be done," Song Jianguo smiled and said, "This isn't a simple legal case, behind this lawsuit, there's a huge political struggle hidden. Do you understand?"

"I... I don't understand," Song Xiaojia shook her head.

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you," Song Jianguo laughed and said.

...

Song Ming made over a hundred phone calls in one breath—to his old comrades-in-arms, and to mentors he had never bothered before... In summary, he contacted almost anyone who had a relationship with him, from some officials in Jiangbei City to some retired senior officials in the central government. Song Ming, with a spirit almost resembling Xianglin's wife, tearfully told each person about his grief of losing his son, and almost every one of them was moved by Song Ming's sorrow and promised to help.

"Old Secretary, it's me. I am Song Ming." Song Ming was still choking up as he said, "In 92 I was still your student, I never dared to disturb you, but this time, I really need your help with something."

The Old Secretary was a retired senior official from the central government, a cadre from the Ministry of Justice, and was once a national figure with significant power. Now spending his days in a resting home, idling his time away with bird-watching and dog-playing, he was startled to receive a call out of the blue.

"Song Ming, is that you?" the Old Secretary chuckled and said, "What's happened that has you so distressed?"

"My... my son was killed, Old Secretary, you must help me seek justice," Song Ming suddenly burst into tears and snot.

Upon hearing this, the Old Secretary immediately became enraged and said, "Who has such audacity? To dare kill your son?"

"It was a brazen and arrogant person, who also has backing behind him..." Song Ming's crying intensified as he cried to the Old Secretary with the spirit of Xianglin's wife, recounting his grief of losing his son in his old age, which quickly infected the Old Secretary.

"Song Ming, I'll help you with this," the Old Secretary said empathetically, "Don't be too sad, take care of yourself. I'll let the Ministry of Justice know and have them send a judge to Jiangbei City, and get a cadre from the Central Judicial Bureau to be the chief judge there. I don't believe they could still dare to privately bribe the chief judge. You just rest assured, this time I will definitely seek justice for you."

"Thank you, Old Secretary, I bow to you," Song Ming sobbed repeatedly.

"Don't be sad, don't be sad," the Old Secretary also had red eyes and said, "The son is gone, but life goes on. Don't be heartbroken."

With the help of the Old Secretary, Song Ming suddenly felt assured. Since it was a chief judge sent from the central government, and one who stood on his side, the outcome of the trial was virtually beyond doubt, and with the Old Secretary speaking for him, the central government-appointed chief judge would surely help him.

...

The police station.

Lin Chuan was locked in the interrogation room, and about the killing of the Northeast Tiger and Song Hao, Lin Chuan confessed without disputing, causing no real problems.

Chen Jianjun, standing by, was stunned at the efficiency of Zhang Wenhui's handling. He had settled everything so quickly. Lin Chuan surrendered without much resistance. From beginning to end, Zhang Wenhui didn't ask a single question; Lin Chuan recounted the whole process himself, including how he killed Song Hao. He didn't change a word, nor did he make any excuses, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

Finally, Lin Chuan signed the confession.

"Lin Chuan, think carefully," Chen Jianjun said earnestly, "Once you leave this handprint... then you will have no chance left."

"I understand," Lin Chuan nodded, "To be guilty is to be guilty, to be innocent is to be innocent. I am guilty, so I am willing to submit to the law. Although I don't think killing Song Hao was wrong. Captain Zhang, if it were you, I believe you would make the same choice as me."