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Chapter 524 - 466: Retribution isn’t absent, it just hasn’t come yet Part 1

Chapter 524: Chapter 466: Retribution isn’t absent, it just hasn’t come yet Part 1

After one night, the press conference held by the Yanhuang Organization became the front-page headline of all major Huaxia media, and even some influential media from the other Five Great Alliances also reported on the matter.

At the same time, all the previous reports on this matter on the Huaxia domestic internet disappeared overnight, only to be replaced with widespread coverage of the multitude of allegations and evidence of Nanqinghong’s criminal activities.

Netizens once again had rampant discussions about the incident, but public opinion had been subtly guided without their awareness, with the vast majority changing their previous stance, deciding to support and strongly endorse Ye Fan and simultaneously subjecting Nanqinghong’s criminal activities to severe criticism.

While Ye Fan once again became the focus of discussion among Huaxia people, he himself was unaware of all these developments.

At nine o’clock in the morning, Ye Fan arrived at Dong hai International Airport aboard Tianshan Group’s private jet.

Not far from the parking spot, a Rolls-Royce Phantom, arranged by Chu Ji, was parked there. As soon as the plane came to a stop, the driver hurriedly got out of the car, standing by respectfully, waiting.

The cabin door opened, and Ye Fan slowly descended from the plane alone under the awed gazes of the flight attendants and crew.

"Mr. Ye, President Chu asked me to pick you up."

As Ye Fan descended the plane, the driver quickly approached and bowed.

"To the city bureau."

Ye Fan made the arrangements and quickly walked towards the valuable Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The driver, without a word, followed closely behind.

Shortly after, Ye Fan got into the car, sitting in the back seat while the driver started the car and headed for the city bureau.

In the city bureau office building, inside an office.

Sun Jian, who had led the team to capture Pan Jueming for interrogation, sat at his desk, not handling his usual administrative duties but instead smoking one cigarette after another.

A glance at the desk revealed a full ashtray of cigarette butts, and the entire office was shrouded in smoke, as if on fire.

Through the smoke, one could see Sun Jian’s brows tightly knotted, his face filled with worry, dark circles under his eyes, and red veins bulging in his eyes, showing a face filled with anxious unrest.

That anxiety stemmed from watching the Yanhuang Organization’s press conference live the previous night.

Although he didn’t understand how the situation had changed so drastically in such a short time, he knew that Ye Fan was in the clear.

He could also conclude that if Ye Fan was fine, then Ye Wenhao and the entire Ye Family would naturally avoid any implication.

Everything was beyond his expectations, making him feel almost in disbelief!

But—

As the major media reported the event one after another, and the higher-ups used the media to guide public opinion, he knew that it was all true!

Forced to accept this unbelievable result, he didn’t dare to call his master to inquire about the truth but instead tossed and turned all night, considering how to deal with Pan Jueming’s case, yet he had not come to a conclusion until now.

On one hand, through the interrogation of a few key members of Pan Jueming’s gang, he had enough evidence to put Pan Jueming in prison for life, and he could even have Pan Jueming eat "peanuts," leaving this world forever.

On the other hand, with the miraculous twist of the Ye Fan incident and the news of Ye Yuanshan’s recovery and hospital discharge, he sensed that the Bai Family’s struggle against the Ye Family might end in failure!

In such a scenario, Pan Jueming became a hot potato to him.

If he were to hand over Pan Jueming to the relevant authorities and confirm his guilt, he would completely offend Ye Fan, and given Ye Fan’s vindictive nature, he would definitely not let him go!

In his view, if Ye Fan could resolve past issues, targeting him with determination, even if his master stood up for him, it would be difficult to ensure his safety!

And... if he wanted to make up for the oversight, he had to let go of Pan Jueming!

That would be the equivalent of slapping his own face, a violation of the law, and it would also offend his master Bai Guotao, which was similarly a dead end.

"With things having developed to this point, it’s impossible for me to make up for it; there’s only one path left, and that’s to stick to it to the end."

After some time, Sun Jian stubbed out his last cigarette, gritted his teeth and made his choice, then heaved a long sigh of relief, no longer agonizing over it.

"Ring-ring-ring—"

Just as Sun Jian had made up his mind, the telephone on the desk suddenly rang, startling him.

Sun Jian steadied himself and, after seeing it was a call from his subordinate, picked up the phone and asked, "What’s the matter?"

"Sun... Director Sun, he... he’s here?" A hurried and panicked voice came from the receiver.

"Who’s here?" Sun Jian blurted out, and then, with a thought, he quickly asked, "Ye... Ye Fan?"

"Yes, yes!"

On the other end of the line, one of Sun Jian’s trusted subordinates reported in panic, "He drove into the city bureau compound and headed straight for the rear building. It looks like he’s going to the interrogation room to find Pan Jueming. Director Sun, what should we do?"

"Strictly follow the regulations."

Sun Jian, managing to suppress the turmoil within him, gave instructions and then quickly walked to the window, where he could see a noble and chic Rolls-Royce Phantom driving through the city bureau’s compound and heading towards the rear building.

Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Ye Fan clearly sensed Pan Jueming’s presence and found that Pan Jueming’s energy was somewhat weak.

Yesterday, he asked Yan to investigate and found out that Pan Jueming was being held here, but Yan did not tell him about Pan Jueming’s specific condition.

At this moment, detecting Pan Jueming’s weak energy, Ye Fan immediately guessed what had happened—an icy chill crossed his face, and a faint murderous intent emerged from him, causing the driver to feel a sense of terror.

Two minutes later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of the rear building.

"Wait for me here."

Ye Fan said, then opened the door and strode towards the rear building.

"Whom are you looking for?"

The gatekeeper, seeing Ye Fan come over with a cold face, hurriedly opened the glass of the guard room and asked.

Ye Fan turned his head to look at the gatekeeper and said, "I’m looking for Pan Jueming."

"Pan Jueming? He is a suspect under interrogation, and according to the relevant regulations, he cannot meet with outsiders. Please leave."

The back building of the city bureau was an old one and was now used specifically for interrogating some important criminals. The gatekeeper, a retired frontline criminal police officer, immediately refused Ye Fan’s request to see Pan Jueming, who had been strictly interrogated in recent days.

"I am a member of the Yanhuang Organization, and this is my identification." Ye Fan, upon hearing this, didn’t get angry but took out an ID and handed it to the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper took it with hesitation, scrutinized it closely, couldn’t find any clues, and returned it to Ye Fan, saying, "Even if you are a member of the Yanhuang Organization, according to the relevant regulations, you cannot see the suspect. Unless, the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch has informed the city bureau and issued you the relevant proof, you can then go find the higher-ups to process the procedure and meet with the suspect."

"Who is the higher-up?" Ye Fan’s patience was running thin, his tone slightly deep.

"Director Wu, in room 301."

The gatekeeper said, and seeing Ye Fan start to leave, he quickly called out again, "Wait... wait a second, I need to ask Director Wu first; if he agrees to see you, then you can go up..."

Without answering and not waiting for the gatekeeper to finish his words, Ye Fan had already disappeared from the gatekeeper’s sight, swiftly walking upstairs.

"Dinglingling—"

At the same time, in the office of room 301, the telephone rang; Director Wu, mentioned by the gatekeeper, picked up the phone.

"Director Wu, there was a guy just now claiming to be from the Yanhuang Organization wanting to see you. I told him to wait, but he barged in anyway..."

"Creak!"

The sound of opening the door interrupted the gatekeeper’s words, and Director Wu turned his head to see Ye Fan push the door and enter, walking straight toward him.

As the saying goes, a man’s reputation is like a tree’s shadow. Although Director Wu had never dealt directly with Ye Fan, he had long been familiar with Ye Fan’s fame and had met him once before, recognizing Ye Fan at a glance.

Perhaps due to a guilty conscience, seeing Ye Fan and thinking of the purpose of his visit made Director Wu’s heart abruptly twist in anxiety.

"I understand."

Straight away, Director Wu tried his best to adjust his emotions, replied to the gatekeeper, hung up the phone, stood up, feigned ignorance, and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"You’ll know when you look."

Instead of answering the question, Ye Fan raised his hand while talking and tossed the ID he had shown to the gatekeeper and a highly confidential red-headed document onto Director Wu’s desk.

Despite Ye Fan’s brusque tone, Director Wu didn’t dare to get angry, instead picking up the ID and red-headed document with some confusion.

Having seen the press release from the Yanhuang Organization, Director Wu knew that Ye Fan was a member, so he wasn’t surprised to see Ye Fan’s identification.

But—

When he saw the extremely confidential red-headed document, he was stunned!

Because... according to the document, Pan Jueming, just like Ye Fan, was a special agent of the Yanhuang Organization, aimed at eradicating Nanqinghong covertly lurking in the Underworld. His actions were all authorized by the Yanhuang Organization and were not illegal or against regulations; the Dong hai Police were required to release him immediately!

The document was signed off by the Yanhuang Organization, with the official seal of the Yanhuang Organization, and issued by Martial Arts Hall Elder He Yunting who manages the day-to-day affairs of the Yanhuang Organization.

And, at the header of the document, there were instructions from the second-in-command of Huaxia’s police force: Please Dong hai City Public Security Bureau provide full support to the Yanhuang Organization’s work and process the related handover procedures!

"Gulp—"

After a full half a minute, Director Wu somewhat recovered from the extreme shock. He looked at Ye Fan, swallowed hard, and stammered, "Please... please wait a moment, I have to consult with the higher-ups."

"I will give you five minutes. If I can’t see Pan Jueming within five minutes, I don’t mind fetching him myself!" Ye Fan replied expressionlessly, without a doubt in his tone.

"Sss—"

Noticing the anger in Ye Fan’s words, Director Wu’s mouth twitched from fright. He did not dare to respond but immediately picked up the phone to dial Sun Jian’s office number, nervously reporting: "Sun... Sun, a comrade named Ye Fan from the Yanhuang Organization, carrying a document issued by the organization, wants to take the suspect Pan Jueming away..."

"Since when did the Yanhuang Organization start giving orders to the Dong hai Public Security Bureau?"

Shocked by Director Wu’s report, Sun Jian silently cursed Ye Fan for being sly and angrily cut off Wu’s words.

"The Yanhuang Organization can’t directly give orders to Dong hai’s Police, but there are instructions from Minister Liu on the document, demanding that you fully support our work at the Yanhuang Organization!"

Hearing the voice coming from the handset, Ye Fan stepped forward and, before Director Wu could speak, took over the phone and said coldly, "Of course, you could also choose to obstruct, but bear all consequences yourself!"

Instructions from Minister Liu?!

On the other end of the phone, Sun Jian was startled, his heart jolting as he replied on reflex, "If... if Minister Liu has given instructions, then we naturally agree to release. Please hand the phone back to Director Wu, and I will have him assist you with the necessary procedures."

"You are Sun Jian, right?"

Ye Fan didn’t follow Sun Jian’s request but suddenly asked.

"Yes, what about it?" Sun Jian’s heart trembled, and he replied trying to maintain his composure.

"To my knowledge, you led the team that arrested Jueming, and you were also in charge of the entire interrogation."

Ye Fan spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ice, "I hope you haven’t resorted to torture for a confession, otherwise, I guarantee, not even the King of Heaven can save you!!"

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