tkworld Chapter 63 Silence Speaks Louder Than Words: Sha Ruijin's Imperial Sword
Chapter 63 Silence Speaks Louder Than Words: Sha Ruijin's Imperial Sword
That night, Jingzhou was destined to be sleepless.
The office building in the High-tech Zone was completely surrounded by special police. The servers of Blue Ocean Culture Media were uprooted, and dozens of people were hooded and put into police cars. The so-called "public relations godfather" who had been so influential online was dragged out with his pants wet, crying like a 200-pound child in front of the camera.
At Villa No. 1 in the Mountain and Water Manor, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.
Zhao Xiaohui stood barefoot on the expensive Persian carpet, the shards of glass reflecting off her deathly pale face. She wore only a wine-red silk robe, the thin fabric barely concealing her mature figure.
Fueled by rage, her full breasts heaved violently, her neckline slipped down to reveal a large expanse of smooth, white skin and a deep cleavage. The hem of her nightgown swayed with her agitated steps, her long, shapely thighs appearing and disappearing, exuding a deadly allure. Yet, she now resembled a tigress whose teeth had been pulled.
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Zhao Xiaohui slammed her phone onto the sofa, her delicate face filled with terror.
Blue Ocean Culture was a media platform she had painstakingly cultivated for three years, containing too many of the Zhao family's dirty secrets and financial dealings. Qi Tongwei's move to "physically cut off her internet" not only severed her voice but was also like holding a knife to her throat.
She wanted to call Zhao Ruilong, to ask the old man for help, but she pulled her hand back halfway through. Right now, anyone associated with Qi Tongwei's name was bound to get into trouble.
She lost this round, losing everything, down to her last last item.
……
The rain stopped and the sky cleared the next morning.
Inside the compound of the Jingzhou Public Security Bureau, red flags fluttered in the breeze. Several Coaster minibuses slowly drove in and stopped in front of the main building. The doors opened, and the first man to step out wore a dark gray jacket. His hair was gray but neatly combed, and his face was thin. His eyes held the unique authority and composure of someone in a position of power.
Sha Ruijin, Secretary of the Handong Provincial Party Committee.
Qi Tongwei and the members of the municipal bureau leadership team had been waiting for some time. He stepped forward, gave a crisp military salute, his movements clean and decisive, without any unnecessary flattery.
"Secretary Sha, welcome to the Municipal Bureau."
Sha Ruijin looked at the young man before him, his gaze lingering on his crisp police uniform for a few seconds. Instead of shaking hands, he simply raised his hand and patted Qi Tongwei on the shoulder. This gesture caused Li Dakang and the Provincial Party Committee Secretary-General, who were following behind, to exchange glances.
"Comrade Tongwei, you've worked hard." Sha Ruijin's voice was loud and clear, full of energy. "I heard about last night's operation. Well done! You showed the might of the Handong Public Security Bureau! For those rats hiding in the gutter causing trouble, this is the kind of thunderous force we need!"
The group entered the conference room.
When reporting on his work, Qi Tongwei didn't use a script; all the data, case details, and fund flows were imprinted in his mind. He was logically clear and concise, dissecting the mastermind behind that media war with remarkable clarity.
Sha Ruijin listened attentively, nodding occasionally, his pen lightly tracing lines on his notebook.
After finishing his report, Sha Ruijin closed his notebook, glanced around at the officials present, and finally fixed his gaze on Qi Tongwei.
"Some comrades, though young, stand tall and proud," Sha Ruijin said pointedly. "They can endure hardship and withstand tests; these are the good cadres the Party and the people need. Unlike some older comrades who sit in high positions but whose eyesight has deteriorated, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and even trying to establish their own dictatorship."
The air in the meeting room froze.
Everyone could tell who these words were meant to warn. Although Gao Yuliang wasn't present, the slap landed squarely on the face of the Han University gang.
"Tongwei," Sha Ruijin suddenly changed his form of address, sounding more intimate, "The Municipal Bureau has a heavy burden, but I think you can take on even heavier responsibilities. The work at the Political and Legal Affairs Commission has been a bit lax lately; young people need to step up and fill in the gaps."
This is a signal.
A political signal that couldn't be clearer.
Li Dakang sat beside Qi Tongwei, glancing at him with mixed feelings. He had originally thought Qi Tongwei was just a warrior who only knew how to charge into battle, but he hadn't expected that this guy was also a shrewd politician. This move not only cleared his name but also caught Sha Ruijin's eye.
After seeing the inspection team off, Qi Tongwei stood at the building entrance, watching the convoy drive away. There was no expression of ecstasy on his face, only a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashing in his deep eyes.
He managed to borrow Sha Ruijin's powerful sword.
Next, it's the turn of that "mentor".
……
The Provincial Party Committee compound, the office of the Deputy Secretary.
Gao Yuliang stood by the window, toying with two walnuts in his hands. The walnuts were polished to a glossy sheen, but he couldn't calm down today. He had already heard Sha Ruijin's speech at the Municipal Bureau.
"It's like striking a chord to scare the tiger..." Gao Yuliang sighed and threw the walnuts on the table.
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.
"Enter."
Hou Liangping entered. He was wearing a prosecutor's uniform, carrying a thick file folder, and his face was grim, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Teacher Gao." Hou Liangping's voice was a little hoarse.
"It's Liangping, please have a seat." Gao Yuliang composed himself, his signature refined smile returning to his face. "Why the long face? Is the case proving difficult?"
Hou Liangping didn't sit down. He walked to the desk, placed the file folder in front of Gao Yuliang with a heavy thud, making a "smack" sound.
"Teacher, take a look at this."
Gao Yuliang's eyelids twitched, and he reached out to open the file bag. Inside were a stack of photos and several photocopies. The photos showed his prized student Qi Tongwei and Zhao Ruilong, the son of the Zhao family, dining at the Shanshui Manor, along with several screenshots of financial transactions.
But the most crucial one is the last one.
It was a slightly yellowed old photograph, the background being the sports field of Handong University. A young Gao Yuliang stood in the center, Qi Tongwei to his left, and a blurry figure from behind to his right. On the back of the photograph was written a line: "Secretary Yuliang, were you truly just a bystander during that kneeling incident?"
Gao Yuliang's hand trembled violently, and the photo fluttered to the ground.
"Where...where did this come from?" Gao Yuliang's voice changed, and he could no longer maintain his composure.
"This was sent to me anonymously while I was investigating the Dafeng Factory case." Hou Liangping stared into Gao Yuliang's eyes, his tone filled with disappointment and accusation. "Teacher, are you completely unaware of Qi Tongwei's current actions? He's so close to the Shanshui Group, and now he's created such a huge public opinion storm, using the public security, procuratorate, and courts as tools for his personal revenge! As the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, and as his teacher, why have you consistently condoned him?"
Looking at the enthusiastic student in front of him, Gao Yuliang felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
He knew perfectly well who had given Hou Liangping these things. No one but Qi Tongwei could feed him such precise, half-true, half-false information. Qi Tongwei was using Hou Liangping, the righteous blade, to sever the last vestiges of their master-disciple relationship.
"Ryoping, let me explain..."
"I won't listen to any explanations!" Hou Liangping interrupted him, his emotions running high. "I only believe the evidence! Qi Tongwei has changed. He's no longer the anti-drug hero he once was; he's turning into a vicious dragon! And you, if you don't draw a clear line, you're condoning crime!"
Looking at Hou Liangping's young and angry face, Gao Yuliang suddenly felt very tired.
He was a master strategist throughout his life, using countless people as pawns, but in the end, he was outmaneuvered by the very "discarded pawn" he despised the most. Qi Tongwei didn't even need to show his face; he only threw a few bones at Hou Liangping, this "prodigy," and Hou Liangping rushed up to bite him.