[Director of Beichuan City's Public Security Bureau, Wang Jiajun, Has Been Officially Arrested Last Night for Corruption and Bribery.]

When he saw this news, Qin Chuan couldn't help but frown.

"Wang Jiajun?"

Wang Jiajun was Wang Zhixing's son.

Wang Zhixing would often praise his son.

So, Qin Chuan kind of knew Wang Jiajun.

Ever since he became a police officer, Wang Jiajun had always been upright and impartial. He couldn't be involved in corruption and bribery.

If someone had deliberately framed him, that would be a big problem.

If not, it was not a small problem either.

Because of this, Qin Chuan clicked into this piece of news to understand the whole story.

A few days ago, the city received an anonymous report from the public saying that Wang Jiajun had accepted bribes.

Among the materials provided by the informant was evidence of his corrupt practices.

Multiple investigations verified the evidence to be true. They then began a case investigation on Wang Jiajun.

As Wang Jiajun was out on a case, he couldn't come back immediately. So he was only brought back last night.

After seeing the whole story, Qin Chuan felt like something was fishy about this matter. It seemed like someone was deliberately trying to mess with Wang Jiajun.

But this was his personal guess after all, and it was difficult to judge.

Since it had already happened, Wang Zhixing, as Wang Jiajun's father, ought to know.

…

"What?"

"Jiajun… was involved in corruption and bribery?"

"He must have been wronged, it's absolutely impossible!"

After Qin Chuan told Wang Zhixing what had happened, Wang Zhixing looked shocked.

He did not believe that his son would commit a crime.

"Grandpa Wang, don't be too agitated." Qin Chuan consoled.

"How can I not be agitated? That's my son!"

Wang Zhixing was extremely anxious.

He added, "My biological son."

"…"

"Grandpa Wang, how about this! I will do a reading and see if he is being wronged?"

Wang Zhixing's eyes lit up. "Sect Master, I'll have to trouble you."

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "After all, it's because of your son's help that I was able to get away during that time I was at the police station."

As he spoke, Qin Chuan executed his divination technique.

After a minute or two, Qin Chuan got the answer he wanted.

Qin Chuan slowly opened his eyes, and Wang Zhixing anxiously asked, "Sect Master, is there any result?"

Qin Chuan nodded his head, "Grandpa Wang, your son was indeed wrongly accused."

Hearing this, Wang Zhixing felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and the weight in his heart dropped.

"I knew it. Jiajun wouldn't do such a thing. I'll go talk to the government right now."

"Grandpa Wang, don't be anxious, calm down first." Qin Chuan stopped him.

"Sect Master?" Wang Zhixing didn't understand why Qin Chuan was stopping him.

"Grandpa Wang, calm down and think about it. How are you going to talk to the government?

"Would you say that a divination reading showed that your son was wrongly accused?

"Will they believe what you say?

"At the end of the day, this is a society ruled by law. Everything is based on evidence."

With that said, Wang Zhixing instantly sobered up.

"Sect Master, what should I do?"

Qin Chuan instructed coolly, "Firstly, we need to find the person who made the report."

"The whistle-blower was anonymous. The government won't make the person's identity public. How do we find him?" Wang Zhixing said bitterly.

"When I was doing the reading, I followed the karma line and found the person.

"As long as we find out who instigated him to do this, things will turn around."

"Yes! I'll go look for him now."

"I'll bring you there."

Wang Zhixing decisively refused, "No, Sect Master. You have already helped me too much.

"After all, it's my son who's in trouble. I feel ashamed to ask you to do more.

"So, let me handle it myself this time!"

When he saw the determination in Wang Zhixing's eyes, Qin Chuan agreed.

"This is the informant's information!"

Qin Chuan stretched out his finger and tapped on Wang Zhixing's forehead, sharing the information with him.

Afterward, he brought Wang Zhixing outside.

"Sect Master, I will return after I settle my son's matter," Wang Zhixing said.

"That's fine, your son is more important!" Qin Chuan smiled and nodded. "If you encounter any difficulties, remember to inform me."

"Yes! I will."

After that, Qin Chuan left.

…

Wang Zhixing turned on his phone, and a series of text messages popped up. It was from his daughter-in-law, and the contents were all about Wang Jiajun's arrest.

"Dad, Jiajun is in trouble!"

"Dad, why can't I contact you?"

"Dad, Jiajun has been arrested. What should we do?"

"Dad…"

After reading the messages, Wang Zhixing had mixed feelings.

"Jiajun, I will definitely clear your name and find out who framed you." Wang Zhixing's eyes gleamed sharply.

Then, he called his daughter-in-law.

She was sobbing the other end.

"Xiao Juan, don't be anxious.

"Leave Jiajun to me. I will clear his name.

"I know. Jiajun would never be corrupted or bribed. He must have been framed.

"I already have some clues. Jiajun will be fine soon.

"It's okay. I can do it alone. There's no danger.

"If there is danger, they are the only ones who should be afraid.

"Tell Huan Huan that Grandpa will bring Daddy back soon.

"Okay, let's leave it here for now. Don't feel too pressured, make sure to rest."

…

After hanging up, Wang Zhixing immediately took action.

He went to the supermarket to buy sunglasses, masks, ropes, and other tools.

Not long after, he followed the information provided by Qin Chuan and arrived at the district where the whistleblower lived.

The residential buildings in this district were just used for renting, so the environment was not very good.

There was trash everywhere in the corridor, giving off a foul smell.

Level six, unit 612—this was a single apartment.

The room was dirty, messy, and smelly.

It was no exaggeration to say that the takeaway boxes were piled up like a mountain.

There were tons of tissues scattered on the floor.

Those who understood would naturally understand!

A shirtless youth was sitting in front of the computer desk, one hand on the mouse while the other was moving back and forth.

"How exciting!"

"Go! Go!"

…

Just as he was about to start his final dash, a knock sounded.

The shirtless youth couldn't help but be startled. Unfortunately, he didn't manage to grasp the last bit of excitement and ended just like that.

Displeasure was written all over the shirtless young man's face. He wiped himself with a napkin and threw it aside.

"Damn it!

"Who is it? You deserve a scolding!"

The shirtless youth stood up and walked aggressively to the door.

Creak——

The door opened.

A person wearing sunglasses, a cap, and a mask stood at the door.

This person was Wang Zhixing.

Before the shirtless youth could react, Wang Zhixing threw a punch.

The shirtless youth immediately fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself tied to a chair, and his mouth was taped shut.

Wang Zhixing lowered his voice. "I want to ask you something. You must answer honestly."

The shirtless youth was scared out of his wits and nodded repeatedly.

"And if you make a sound, I promise you'll die."

Killing intent surged in Wang Zhixing's eyes, giving the impression that he would indeed do so.

He did not want to use such a forceful method, but after all, the person who was in trouble was his son.

As a father, how could he not be angry when he found out that his son had been framed?

After Wang Zhixing removed the tape, the shirtless youth cried and pleaded, "Big Brother, don't kill me, don't kill me!

"I—I will tell you everything!"

Wang Zhixing took out a photo. "You know this person, right?"

The shirtless youth's eyes widened when he saw the person in the photo.

"Yes, yes!"