Official excuse: I was sent to work at the grassroots level for training, and Hou Liangping arrested

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The political landscape of Handong Province has thus entered a new period of reshuffling.

Requesting flowers...

Jingzhou City, Public Security Bureau. Director's Office.

"Hey, Governor Liu is messing with me."

Zhao Donglai received the transfer order and felt a mix of emotions.

"Old boss, this is because you don't trust me. You're promoting me on the surface, but it's actually a demotion in disguise."

In terms of the power and authority associated with his position, Zhao Donglai was at the deputy provincial level. This is because he did not become the deputy mayor.

Generally, this is a high-ranking position equivalent to a department-level official. In other words, the deputy mayor concurrently serves as the head of the municipal public security bureau.

The vice governor concurrently serves as the director of the provincial public security department. While this transfer appears to be a promotion, its actual power is limited. Although the position of deputy director is at the deputy provincial level, its actual influence is far less than that of a municipal public security bureau director.

But Zhao Donglai knew that Liu Cheng's move was intended to intimidate him and weaken his influence in Jingzhou.

He approached Li Dakang, hoping to switch allegiance.

Zhao Donglai weighed the options in his mind and decided to remain patient for the time being, while outwardly cooperating actively.

Next door is Lin Yunfei's office.

Governor Liu called him immediately and told him, "Yunfei, the provincial party committee has made a decision: Zhao Donglai will be promoted to the Provincial Public Security Department as its deputy director."

"You are being promoted to Party Secretary of Guangming District and concurrently Director of the Jingzhou Public Security Bureau."

Upon hearing this good news, Lin Yunfei beamed with joy.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu."

"There's more good news. My grandfather has already started the nomination process for you. You'll be able to enjoy the blessed fruit," Lin Yunfei said slowly.

Liu Cheng felt a surge of joy, and the weight that had been hanging over him was lifted.

The Grand Secretary personally nominated himself, thus reaping the rewards and enjoying the coveted position in the capital.

"Uncle Liu, this matter must be kept secret."

"I understand, things are accomplished in secrecy," Liu Cheng quickly replied, agreeing.

"I will visit my former leader when I have time."

Lin Yunfei slowly spoke: "The current situation in Handong Province absolutely cannot be chaotic. The higher-ups will not allow Gao Yuliang to replace Zhao Lichun."

. . . . . .

The public notice period is seven days, after which...

Lin Yunfei successfully became the Party Secretary of Guangming District and the Director of the Jingzhou Public Security Bureau. Various factions reshuffled their positions, and the political landscape of Handong was in turmoil.

"Let us bid farewell to our former superior, Director Zhao."

"Now that Director Zhao has been promoted, we should address him as Director Zhao."

Lin Yunfei was wearing a police uniform with a white shirt underneath. His rank was Second-Class Police Inspector, which made him look particularly dignified.

Standing at the entrance of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Lin Yunfei was surrounded by neatly lined-up police officers, each with a solemn expression.

"Farewell, Director Zhao. We wish you continued success in your career."

With a bitter expression on his face, Zhao Donglai, dressed in his police uniform, slowly walked down the steps.

"Comrade Yunfei, the maintenance of stability and public security in Jingzhou City is now in your hands." Zhao Donglai said with a face full of reluctance.

Lin Yunfei nodded firmly, his eyes piercing: "Director Zhao, rest assured, I will live up to your expectations."

Zhao Donglai took a deep breath, saluted, turned, got into his Audi A4, and slowly drove away from the Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Lin Yunfei watched the car drive away, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew the burden on his shoulders was heavy.

"Comrades, starting today, Jingzhou City will launch a three-month campaign to crack down on organized crime."

"The special campaign against organized crime is led by the Provincial Office for Combating Organized Crime. I, Lin Yunfei, am the leader of the special campaign. Jiang Xiaoqi, the captain of the Economic Crime Investigation Brigade, is the deputy leader."

"Making the fight against organized crime a regular practice is our main goal in Jingzhou City."

Lin Yunfei declared righteously, "I will not tolerate any criminal gangs, including demolition teams, illegal campus loans, predatory lending, and highway robbery."

"We will investigate and punish every case we discover."

"No matter who the other party is, or what their background or connections are, they cannot violate Party discipline and state laws, or abuse their privileges."

"Yes, Director Lin!"

All the officers and police officers stood at attention and saluted in unison.

Lin Yunfei's gaze swept over the crowd, his tone firm: "Starting today, we will conduct a comprehensive investigation and crack down on all kinds of illegal and criminal activities."

25. Ding Yizhen fled to the United States, and Governor Liu held a meeting to hold him accountable.

25. Ding Yizhen fled to the United States, and Governor Liu held a meeting to hold him accountable.

Ding Yizhen entered the Shanshui Manor and met Zhao Ruilong.

Zhao Ruilong produced a fake passport, a new cell phone, and a bag of US dollars totaling 20,000 yuan, and said in a commanding tone, "At this point, you have no choice but to leave."

Ding Yizhen took the passport, US dollars, and new mobile phone, feeling a mix of emotions.

He knew that once he left, there might be no turning back. The night was deep, and the wind outside the mountain and water manor seemed to weep and lament, as if mourning his fate.

Zhao Ruilong's face was gloomy, and a hint of coldness was barely perceptible in his eyes.

"Ding Yizhen, I've arranged for someone to take you to Luzhou Airport. Use a fake passport to leave the country and head to Los Angeles."

"Someone will meet you there."

Ding Yizhen nodded silently, but an indescribable sorrow welled up in his heart: "Young Master Zhao, you can't kill me."

Zhao Ruilong paused for a moment, then put on a fake smile: "Why would I kill you? Am I an idiot, burdened with the responsibility of taking a life?"

"My business was doing very well, Huilong Group was worth more than 30 billion."

"Young Master Zhao, thank you for sending me abroad."

Ding Yizhen took a deep breath and slowly said, "We are all in the same boat."

Zhao Ruilong snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife: "Remember, when you get there, keep a low profile and don't cause me any more trouble."

Ding Yizhen suppressed his fear and forced a smile: "Understood, Young Master Zhao."

Zhao Ruilong's reason for sending Ding Yizhen abroad was not out of goodwill, but to protect his own interests.

Ding Yizhen possesses too many secrets; once he is caught, it will inevitably implicate a wide range of people.

Most importantly, Ding Yizhen's son was secretly arrested by the National Security Bureau. He was told this news by his second sister, Zhao Xiaohui.

Zhao Xiaohui ordered Zhao Ruilong to send Ding Yizhen abroad at all costs, preferably to the United States.

Because there's no extradition treaty there. Corrupt officials all flee to the United States.

"Ruilong. Guoan is moving very quickly; they might already have their eyes on Ding Yizhen."

Zhao Ruilong took a deep drag on his cigar, his eyes growing increasingly sinister amidst the swirling smoke.

He had to find a way to contact the American mafia, control Ding Yizhen, and make sure he wouldn't escape.

Ding Yizhen gripped his passport tightly, knowing in his heart that this was not just an escape, but an endless wandering. The manor gates slowly opened, the night swallowed his figure, the wind still whistled, but there was no way back.

Zhao Ruilong watched him leave, silently calculating in his mind. He knew that if Ding Yizhen lost control, the consequences would be unimaginable. He had to ensure that nothing went wrong.

In the darkness, Zhao Ruilong dialed a mysterious number and whispered a few words. A positive response came from the other end of the line.

Zhao Ruilong hung up the phone, a cold smile appearing on his lips, turned around, got into his car, and disappeared from the Shanshui Manor.

The night was as dark as ink, and the car headlights pierced the darkness as it drove towards the unknown distance.

That evening, Ding Yizhen sat in the car, holding a fake passport in her hand, feeling uneasy.

Outside the car window, the streetlights flickered, illuminating his pale face. His thoughts surged like a tide, recalling past glories and present destitution, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply. The future was uncertain, fate uncertain; he had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep going.

Two hours later, the car drove into the terminal building of Luzhou Airport.

Ding Yizhen got out of the car, took a deep breath, and stepped into the airport terminal. She went into the restroom and changed into a floral shirt.

Using Tom Ding's fake passport, he boarded the plane and bought a ticket at the airport. As the United Airlines plane took off, Ding Yizhen watched the city recede into the distance outside the window, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him—a sense of relief mixed with fear of the unknown future.

Requesting flowers...

The following morning. Jingzhou Dihao Garden Villa District.

The shrill ring of the cell phone rang, and Lin Yunfei embraced Zhao Lan's smooth, beautiful back. He reached out his left hand from under the covers and touched the bedside table.

"Director Lin. Ding Yizhen changed his phone last night and evaded our National Security Bureau's wiretapping."

"Our investigators were watching Ding Yizhen's house. They discovered he didn't go home last night," Li Zheng, the head of a division of the Handong National Security Bureau, explained over the phone.

"We now suspect that Ding Yizhen is very likely to have fled to the United States."

Lin Yunfei suddenly opened his eyes, startled awake: "What did you say? Ding Yizhen ran away."

Zhao Lan, half asleep, murmured, "Who ran away?"

Lin Yunfei quickly stood up, his brows furrowed, and thought to himself that he must report immediately and activate the emergency pursuit mechanism.

Zhao Lan rubbed her eyes, sensing the tense atmosphere, and sat up as well.

"Honey, Ding Yizhen ran away. Li Zheng told me that Ding Yizhen changed her phone last night..."

"I must report to Uncle Liu immediately." Lin Yunfei quickly changed his clothes, picked up his phone, dialed Uncle Liu's number, and briefly reported Ding Yizhen's whereabouts.

"Uncle Liu, I just received a call from Li Zheng, the director of the First Division of the State Security Bureau. Ding Yizhen changed his phone last night and didn't go home."

"The comrades in the National Security Bureau now highly suspect that Vice Mayor Ding Yizhen has fled to the United States."

Upon hearing this news, Liu Cheng frowned immediately: "Is the news accurate?"

It's worth noting that a deputy mayor openly fled to the United States.

This is a major event with extremely negative consequences.

Lin Yunfei spoke slowly, replying in a deep voice, "Most likely. Because the Handong National Security Bureau has long been using technical means to monitor Ding Yizhen and conduct wiretapping."

"An emergency meeting must be convened immediately to deploy a manhunt operation. We must not let him escape justice. Immediately notify all departments to activate the emergency plan and block all exit routes."