fictionpage Chapter 163 The Rich Abbot in the Poor Temple
Chapter 163 The Rich Abbot in the Poor Temple
The Land Cruiser, like a raging steel beast, rampaged recklessly along the winding mountain roads.
The scenery outside the window gradually changes from barren loess slopes to lush greenery. This is Yunwu Mountain, located at the border of Yantai City and Yanshan County, and is known as a "national-level ecological protection area".
"Is that the so-called 'Yunwu Tea Culture Research Base' up ahead?"
Ye Cunxin lowered her long legs, clad in black tactical boots, from the dashboard. She adjusted her posture, the movement causing her tight black tactical vest to creak slightly.
The vest, made of highly elastic fabric, was now soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her aggressively curvaceous upper body. The neckline was cut just right, and with her movements, her two mounds of soft, white flesh pressed slightly together, creating a deep, unfathomable cleavage that, against the black fabric, was so white it almost burned the eyes.
She pulled her Glock from its holster at her waist, skillfully slided the slide, and checked the magazine.
"It is said that it was built with 80 million yuan of poverty alleviation funds."
Qi Tongwei gripped the steering wheel with one hand and held a cigarette between his fingers, his eyes fixed on the faintly visible group of antique-style buildings ahead.
"It is ostensibly a research site for tea culture, but in reality it is a private palace for certain leaders in Yantai City."
"Eighty million?"
Ye Cunxin whistled, her bright red lips slightly pouting with a hint of mockery. "These people really treat the national treasury like their own ATM. Ma Hongwei just embezzled a billion, and this place is a bottomless pit. It seems these officials in Yantai City are living a more comfortable life than the princes in the capital."
She raised her hand and brushed aside a slightly messy strand of wavy hair behind her ear, revealing her long, fair neck, where a few red marks from the previous night's frenzy still lingered. The gesture exuded a languid yet dangerous allure.
"That's the hideout of Cao Lixin, the executive vice mayor."
Qi Tongwei stepped on the gas.
The engine roared.
A magnificent mountain gate appeared ahead. Two huge stone lions guarded the entrance, and seven or eight security personnel dressed in black suits and wearing headsets were on high alert.
Upon seeing the muddy SUV with police license plates rushing towards them, the lead security guard immediately raised his hand, signaling it to stop.
"Private property, no entry!"
The security guard held a rubber baton and had a menacing face.
"Hit it."
Qi Tongwei didn't even lift his eyelids.
"Okay!"
Ye Cunxin licked her lips excitedly. She reached out and helped Qi Tongwei engage the low-speed four-wheel drive mode.
"boom--!"
The Land Cruiser did not slow down at all, carrying several tons of kinetic energy, and crashed directly into the solid wood railing.
"Snap!"
The thick railing snapped in two like a dead tree branch. The lead security guard was so frightened that he rolled backward and fell flat on his face. The car wheel grazed his scalp and ran over him, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Just as the security guards behind were about to take out their stun guns, Ye Cunxin had already rolled down the car window.
The dark muzzle of a gun protruded out.
"Those who don't want to die, lie down properly for this grandma!"
Although no shots were fired, the chilling aura emanating from the pile of corpses instantly froze these thugs who usually only knew how to bully ordinary people. They were after money, not death.
The car drove straight in, executed a beautiful drift, and came to a steady stop in front of the main building called "Tingtao Pavilion".
This is a three-story antique-style building with flying eaves, bracket sets, carved beams and painted rafters.
Several Audi A6s without license plates were parked in front of the car, along with a minivan.
Qi Tongwei got out of the car.
He straightened his slightly wrinkled police uniform and strode up the steps.
"Bang!"
He kicked open the two large mahogany doors carved with orchids.
The sound of the bolt snapping echoed through the empty hall.
The heating in the lobby was on full blast; it was even a bit hot.
A tea tasting event is taking place here.
Behind a huge root-carved tea table sat a middle-aged man in his fifties. He had a Mediterranean hairstyle, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and was dressed in a loose Tang suit, toying with two walnuts in his hands.
He is Cao Lixin, the executive vice mayor of Yantai City.
Beside him, two young women in cheongsams were kneeling, skillfully brewing tea. Several other men in suits were holding teacups, looking completely absorbed.
The sound of the door shattering instantly destroyed the elegant atmosphere.
Cao Lixin frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, which were squeezed into slits by his fat. He didn't panic, and didn't even move his buttocks.
"Which organization are you from? Don't you know the rules?"
Cao Lixin put down the walnuts, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said in a calm and measured tone, "This is a cultural research project designated by the municipal party committee. Who allowed you to barge in? Where are the security guards?"
Qi Tongwei walked to the tea table.
His military boots slammed against the thick, handmade wool carpet.
He didn't say anything, but simply reached out and grabbed the arm of the girl in the cheongsam who was pouring tea, pulling her aside. The girl screamed in fright and shrank into the corner.
Qi Tongwei pulled over a grand chair and sat down opposite Cao Lixin with an air of authority.
"Vice Mayor Cao, what a refined taste you have."
Qi Tongwei picked up the purple clay teapot from the table, put the spout to his mouth, and took a big gulp.
"Pooh."
He spat the tea onto the carpet.
"The pre-Qingming Longjing tea that costs 8,000 yuan per kilogram tastes like swill to you."
Cao Lixin's face darkened. He had been operating in Yantai City for many years, and even Mayor Zhang Guohua (who had been arrested) used to give him some leeway. Now that Zhang Guohua was in jail, he believed that with his connections in the province, taking over was a sure thing.
The policeman in front of him was a stranger, but his thuggish air made him very uncomfortable.
"Which branch are you from?" Cao Lixin slammed his teacup down. "Give me your badge number. And who gave you the right to trespass? Believe me, I can skin you alive with one phone call!"
"Skin me alive?"
Qi Tongwei smiled.
His smile was cold, like he was looking at a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
"Vice Mayor Cao, your information is far too limited."
"Ma Hongwei has already confessed at the police station. He said that you took 30% of the poverty alleviation funds for the Yunwushan base."
Upon hearing the name "Ma Hongwei," Cao Lixin's hand trembled slightly. Tea splashed out, scalding the back of his hand. But being a seasoned veteran, he quickly regained his composure.
"Nonsense!"
Cao Lixin slammed his fist on the table. "Ma Hongwei is making baseless accusations! I'm the executive vice mayor, in charge of the economy; I would never touch those poverty alleviation funds! Young man, you need evidence to do things. Without evidence, this is political persecution!"
"evidence?"
Ye Cunxin walked in.
She toyed with the bloodstained military knife, her black tactical boots resting on the root-carved tea table, looking down at Cao Lixin.
From this angle, Cao Lixin could see the curves of her round, firm buttocks encased in camouflage pants, and the fleshy texture of the gun holster around her thighs, all when she looked up.
The image was so impactful that the lecherous man instinctively swallowed.
"Where are you looking, you old man?"
Ye Cunxin kicked the teacup in front of Cao Lixin, splashing scalding tea all over his face.
"ah--!"
Cao Lixin screamed and covered his face.
"It's in the warehouse at the back." Ye Cunxin pointed to a hidden door at the back of the hall. "It's filled with this kind of stuff."
She pulled a dark, unremarkable "tea brick" from the pocket of her tactical vest and threw it on the table.
This tea brick looks ordinary, but the packaging paper is printed with the words "Premium Pu'er".
Qi Tongwei pulled out the dagger from his waist, forcefully stabbed it into the tea brick, and then twisted his wrist.
"Click."
The tea brick cracked.
No tea leaves fell out.
What is revealed is a dazzling golden yellow.
This is a pure gold bar disguised as a tea brick! It weighs a full kilogram!
The men who had been accompanying the guests in the hall instantly turned pale, and some even began to secretly crawl under the table.
Ignoring the burns on his face, Cao Lixin stared intently at the gold brick, as if his soul had been ripped from his body.
"Vice Mayor Cao, is this the tea culture you've been researching?"
Qi Tongwei used the tip of his knife to pick up the gold brick and waved it in front of Cao Lixin. "If you don't cut it open, who would imagine that this piece of Pu'er tea is enough to feed an impoverished village for ten years?"
"This...this isn't mine..."
Cao Lixin began to stammer incoherently, cold sweat streaming down his receding hairline. "This is a frame-up! I'm innocent! I'm going to call the provincial party committee! I'm going to find Secretary Zhao!"
He frantically pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"Snapped!"
Qi Tongwei slapped him across the face.
The phone flew more than ten meters away, hit the wall, and shattered into pieces.
"Stop hitting him."
Qi Tongwei stood up, grabbed Cao Lixin by the collar, and lifted his bulky body off the chair.
"Zhao Lichun himself is in dire straits. As for Gao Yuliang, his current code name is 0852, and he's currently inside operating a sewing machine."
"Your so-called backers have all collapsed."
"Now, the law reigns supreme in Yantai City!"
Cao Lixin kicked his legs wildly, like a toad being lifted up. Looking into Qi Tongwei's emotionless eyes, he finally understood one thing: the world had changed.
All the relationships, connections, and unspoken rules that used to work were rendered useless in the face of this young police superintendent.
"Please, let me go...please..."
Cao Lixin broke down, tears streaming down his face. "I have money... I have fifty million US dollars in a Swiss bank... I'll give it all to you... just spare my life..."
"Fifty million US dollars?"
Ye Cunxin walked over and patted Cao Lixin's fat face. "Oh, this is just the harvest of the last year or two, right? Vice Mayor Cao, you have quite the appetite."
She wiped her hands on Cao Lixin's Tang suit with disgust, as if she had touched something dirty.
"take away!"
Qi Tongwei waved his hand.
Zhao Donglai led the special police officers in and rushed in.
"Be gentle! I have high blood pressure! I have diabetes!" Cao Lixin screamed like a pig being slaughtered as he was dragged out.
"This tea is really awful."
Qi Tongwei smashed the purple clay teapot in his hand to the ground. Shards flew everywhere.
"Cunxin, search."
"Tear this building down and search it."
"Don't leave these bastards even a single gold bar hidden in a crack in the wall."
Ye Cunxin was standing in front of the huge display cabinet. She reached out and turned a vase.
"Click click click..."
The cabinet slowly moved aside, revealing a huge vault door behind it.
"Ha, the design of this mechanism is exactly the same as Zhao Ruilong's mountain and water manor."
Ye Cunxin turned around, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with excitement. She casually tied her long hair into a ponytail, a few strands falling beside her cheeks and swaying gently with her movements. Beneath her tight-fitting vest, her proud breasts heaved violently with her breath, exuding a wild beauty.
"Director Qi, it looks like we'll be working overtime counting money again."
She pulled a stethoscope from her boot and placed it on the safe's dial. Her focused expression was like that of someone unbuttoning a lover's coat.
Ten minutes later.
The vault doors were wide open.
Even Qi Tongwei couldn't help but gasp when he saw the scene inside.
There are no banknotes.
It's all gold.
Rows of shelves were piled high with gold bars disguised as tea bricks. Under the beam of a flashlight, the gold shimmered and shimmered in the dim, enclosed room, creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere.
"A rough estimate is at least three tons."
Zhao Donglai's voice trembled. "Three tons of gold... at the current gold price, that's over a billion yuan!"
"This is just an executive vice mayor."
Qi Tongwei picked up a gold brick and felt its heavy weight.
"This money was originally intended to save the lives of 600,000 impoverished households in Yantai City."
"It was originally intended to be a schoolhouse for children in the mountains and a life-saving medicine for the elderly."
"In the end, they all turned into bricks in those bastards' basement."
anger.
An uncontrollable rage.
Qi Tongwei slammed the gold brick against the wall, creating a large crater.
"check!"
He turned around and gave the order to Zhao Donglai.
"Follow the trail of this gold's origin! Gold bars of this purity must have been mined in an underground smelter."
"And what about Cao Lixin's account books?"
"Here."
Ye Cunxin took a USB flash drive from a hidden compartment in the safe. She waved the little gadget in her hand, her long legs resting against the safe door, a seductive pose.
"There are not only ledgers here, but also videos."
"That old lecher Cao Lixin also has a hobby of filming videos. It seems like this video records him dividing the spoils with several important figures."
Qi Tongwei took the USB drive.
Who are they?
Ye Cunxin plugged the USB drive into her portable tactical terminal and her fingers flew across the keyboard.
A list pops up on the screen.
The name listed first caused Qi Tongwei's pupils to contract slightly.
He is not a city official.
Instead, they were from the province.
Director of the Provincial Department of Transportation, Zheng Xipo. (Note: The name Zheng Xipo is borrowed from the original work, but in this article he is portrayed as a corrupt official, or a character with the same name. If this is inappropriate, it will be changed to Zheng Wei.)
No, Zheng Xipo works at Dafeng Factory.
Qi Tongwei looked closely.
First on the list: Wang Dalu, Chairman of the Provincial Road and Bridge Construction Group and Zhao Xiaohui's godfather. (This is a newly created character or a borrowed name.)
No, to be more precise, it was a name he was very familiar with.
Liu Xinjian, Director of the Energy and Mineral Resources Bureau of Handong Province.
That was Zhao Lichun's true shrewd ally, the head of Handong Oil and Gas Group, and the core operator behind the Zhao family's wealth accumulation.
"I see."
Qi Tongwei gripped the USB drive tightly.
"The mineral resources of Yantai City have always been the Zhao family's ATM. Cao Lixin is just a watchdog; the one who really reaps the benefits is Liu Xinjian."
"Where is Liu Xinjian now?" Qi Tongwei asked.
Zhao Donglai immediately took out his phone to check.
"Reporting to the Director! Intelligence indicates that Liu Xinjian traveled to Luzhou this morning under the guise of 'inspection.' However…"
Zhao Donglai paused for a moment, his expression turning grim.
"But what?"
"But ten minutes ago, news came from Luzhou Airport that Liu Xinjian's private jet had applied for a temporary flight route, and the destination had been changed to... Hong Kong."
"Trying to run away?"
Qi Tongwei sneered.
"Can he escape?"
"Connect me to the air traffic control office!"
As Qi Tongwei walked out, he shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Order the Luzhou Airport control tower to freeze all takeoff orders!"
"If he dares to force takeoff, blow up the runway!"
Ye Cunxin followed behind him. She picked up the Glock and put it back in the holster on her outside thigh.
"Blow up the runway? Isn't that too much of a commotion?"
She caught up with Qi Tongwei and reached out to take his arm. Her full, soft breasts pressed tightly against Qi Tongwei's arm, squeezing and deforming with each step.
"big?"
Qi Tongwei stopped and looked at the enchanting woman.
"As long as we can capture Liu Xinjian and recover the hundreds of billions of yuan in state-owned assets from the Zhao family, I would do anything, even bomb the runway or level the Luzhou Airport."
He opened the car door and shoved Ye Cunxin into the passenger seat.
"Hold on tight."
"This time we have to race against the planes."
The Land Cruiser roared again, its tires scraping against the ground, kicking up acrid blue smoke, and hurtled down the mountain like a cannonball.
at the same time.
Luzhou International Airport, VIP waiting area.
Liu Xinjian was wearing an Armani trench coat and carrying a silver briefcase. He kept glancing at his Patek Philippe watch, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
"Why hasn't it taken off yet?"
He yelled at his secretary.
"Director Liu, the control tower says there are thunderstorm clouds and air traffic control is in effect..." the secretary replied nervously.
"Bullshit! It's completely sunny outside, where would a thunderstorm come from?"
Liu Xinjian slapped his secretary across the face.
"It's Qi Tongwei! It must be him!"
He looked through the floor-to-ceiling window at the Gulfstream G550 belonging to Handong Oil & Gas Group on the runway, his eyes filled with despair and madness.
"Charge!"
Liu Xinjian grabbed the phone and ordered the captain, "Regardless of any instructions from the control tower, taxi immediately! Take off! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"
"We'll be safe once we get to Hong Kong!"
But what he didn't know was...
Two hundred kilometers away on the highway, a black Land Cruiser is speeding at two hundred kilometers per hour.
Inside the car, Qi Tongwei had already connected to the Red Line, which was stationed at the air force base near Luzhou.
"I am Qi Tongwei."
"I request the deployment of two J-10 fighter jets to carry out the interception mission."
"Yes, live ammunition interception."
"If anything happens, I'll stake my life on it!"