Chapter 81: A Gift for Your Father-in-Law

After Lin Fan and Mo Fei swaggered away, Yu Jiang clenched his teeth hard and let out a furious snort.

"To think you dare threaten me. Sooner or later, I'll make sure you die with nowhere to be buried."

After a long silence, Yu Jiang slowly dialed Wei Liang's number. He would never believe Lin Fan's words.

Since Wei Liang had intended to put Lin Fan to death, how could he possibly have handed over such a video to him? That would be sheer idiocy. The only explanation was that Lin Fan had obtained it elsewhere and then come to blackmail him. What Yu Jiang needed to do now was join forces with Wei Liang and quickly eliminate this Lin Fan. He was only a minor security guard anyway. If they did it discreetly, no one would notice. Besides, Wei Liang was the young master of the Pujiang Group. If Yu Jiang could gain the support of the Pujiang Group, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.

Once the call connected, Yu Jiang briefly explained Lin Fan's visit, naturally selecting only the inconsequential parts. Officials knew very well how to control the flow of words. This time, Yu Jiang truly meant to kill. Lin Fan's existence posed too great a threat. He had no desire to become the city party secretary someday only to remain forever at the mercy of a lowly security guard. Such a life would be far too humiliating.

People often said the underworld was dark, but not as dark as society itself. Yet even society's darkness was still far less shadowed than politics. In politics, for the sake of victory, for the sake of preserving power, for the sake of not being threatened, a human life was nothing at all in their eyes.

After hanging up, Wei Liang felt a bad premonition. Since Lin Fan had already found Yu Jiang, he must already know that Wei Liang had plotted against him from behind the scenes. He could not help but curse Yan Dong a thousand times over in his heart.

Apart from Yan Dong, he truly could not think of anyone else. If Yan Dong had not betrayed him, how could Lin Fan have learned the truth so quickly? Panicked, Wei Liang hurriedly had his father arrange a place for him to hide. He did not want Lin Fan to find him.

"Dad, where did they take Lili?" So long as he himself was all right, Yu Weihuai cared nothing for anything else. Right now, all he could think about was where his little darling had been taken after satisfying him.

Yu Jiang shot his son a fierce glare. "Can't you let me have a moment of peace? All you do is cause trouble outside."

"My mother died early. Isn't it because of you, always busy with this and that, never giving me any attention?" As though he had a perfect excuse even for his crimes, Yu Weihuai answered without the slightest weakness.

There was some truth to the old saying that a father's failure to teach is the father's fault. Seeing how his son had turned out, Yu Jiang said nothing, only letting out a silent sigh in his heart. He hoped that his son would learn something in the future. Even if he meant to violate the law, he should at least not leave anyone a handle to seize. Otherwise, the one put in a passive position would be himself.

After all, Yu Weihuai was his son. Yu Jiang lectured him a few times, then got out of bed to look for his mistress. He had actually forgotten to ask where they had taken his darling Lili. Thinking of that seductive, alluring little temptress, Yu Jiang could not help but feel a stirring rush through his whole body, and desire flared up once more.

He searched the villa for a long time before finally finding her in the bathroom. She wore only a thin, nearly transparent nightgown, lying unconscious on the floor, one long, snow-white leg half exposed to the air.

Although he had been entangled with her countless times, every time Yu Jiang saw Lili he still could not suppress his desire. As for Yu Weihuai, there was even less need to say anything. He went straight at her with spear in hand.

Swallowing hard, Yu Jiang quickly stepped forward and woke her, then returned to the bedroom, where the three of them once again began their battle.

In Yu Jiang's eyes, a mere Lin Fan could not stir up much of a storm, because the dead never spoke.

After leaving Yu Jiang's villa, Mo Fei could not suppress his curiosity and asked, "Boss, you really aren't planning to cooperate with him, are you? He wants to kill you."

"What do you think?" Lin Fan did not answer directly, but asked blandly in return.

"Heh, of course not. The boss certainly wouldn't look twice at someone like that. Besides, anyone who wants to kill you has never gotten away with it," Mo Fei said with a chuckle.

"Since you know that, why ask?" Lin Fan glanced at him helplessly.

He handed over the materials in his hands: records of Yu Jiang taking bribes, abusing his power to openly sell off government projects, and all those intimate videos. Of course, the video of Yu Weihuai's assault was included as well, and Lin Fan had placed it at the very top.

"You're making one more trip tonight. Take these things to someone," Lin Fan said.

Sometimes Lin Fan truly could not understand why those officials always liked to record their own bribery so carefully, every entry neatly and clearly written down. Did they not worry even a little that the disciplinary commission might find them?

But on second thought, he felt there was actually nothing strange about it. When those officials were flourishing and in power, who would be so bored as to investigate them? And among the officials of the land, how many were not corrupt and greedy? There would surely be no shortage of men like Yu Jiang.

"Take them to who?" Mo Fei asked.

Lin Fan smiled faintly and whispered a few words into Mo Fei's ear.

"Boss, why not just say to give them to your father-in-law? Why make it so mysterious?" Mo Fei said, curling his lip with obvious reluctance.

"Damn it."

Lin Fan swatted at him.

"Hey, he hit my head again. Good thing I dodged in time," Mo Fei said triumphantly after slipping aside, grinning at Lin Fan.

"Is that so?"

Seeing the unfriendly look in his boss's eyes, Mo Fei quickly grabbed the things and vanished down the street.

...

All night long, Zhao Ying tossed and turned without sleep. Her mind was filled entirely with Lin Fan's figure. This matter was indeed troublesome. Although her father had already agreed to intervene personally, it probably would not be so easy to resolve.

By the time dawn finally broke, Zhao Ying had wanted to ask Zhao Fanglin about Lin Fan, but when she got up she discovered that her father was no longer at home, and the phone could not get through either.

At that moment, Zhao Fanglin was in a large estate on the outskirts of City T. Seated in the place of honor was an elderly man in his sixties, none other than Tang Rui's grandfather, Old Master Tang. On the coffee table lay a thick stack of files, no one knew on what matter, and beside them were many discs.

"Old Master, what exactly is that Lin Fan you mentioned last time?" Zhao Fanglin asked after taking a sip of tea.

When Zhao Fanglin's father, Zhao Ying's grandfather, was still alive, he had shared a very good relationship with Old Master Tang. So over the years, Zhao Fanglin would come visit the old man every so often. After all, the old man had no children beneath him, only one granddaughter, Tang Rui. Even with wealth beyond measure, loneliness was inevitable.

"I looked into it. That boy disappeared nine years ago, and only recently reappeared. He's the younger brother of Rui'er’s good friend, and what's more, he actually has the surname Lin, and is called Lin Fan," Old Master Tang said slowly.

Zhao Fanglin was visibly taken aback, as if he had recalled something. "Surname Lin? Are you saying he might be Zhen Tian's son?"

"The timing matches. Zhen Tian died in that inexplicable car accident nine years ago," Old Master Tang said, setting down his teacup.

"Can you not find anything more specific?" Zhao Fanglin asked.

Old Master Tang shook his head, which served as an answer. "Why? Did that boy get into some new trouble?"

Since Zhao Fanglin had come specifically to ask about Lin Fan, it obviously was not out of mere curiosity. If his guess was correct, that boy must have caused trouble again.

So Zhao Fanglin told him everything his daughter had said about Lin Fan killing someone, as well as the order from Yu Jiang to have Lin Fan shot dead. He naturally had nothing to hide from Old Master Tang.

However, he did not mention the possibility that his daughter might have some special relationship with Lin Fan. Although he was the party secretary of City T, because of the special ties between their families, Zhao Fanglin held Old Master Tang in great respect.

"Oh? Such a thing?" Old Master Tang had not expected even Mayor Yu Jiang to move against Lin Fan.

"Today I came partly to talk about Lin Fan, and partly because this morning when I got up, I found some very important things placed on the bedside table in my bedroom," Zhao Fanglin said with a nod.

"What things?" Old Master Tang asked in surprise.

Zhao Fanglin handed over the files on the coffee table. "These."

Old Master Tang took them and glanced through them briefly, his expression changing in astonishment.

Zhao Fanglin continued, "These record all the evidence of Yu Jiang's bribery and corruption over the years as mayor. I searched for a very long time and never found them, and then today they suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Even the video of his son Yu Weihuai's assault is in here. It's complete beyond complete."

"Who delivered them?" Old Master Tang asked.

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