Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

In the office.

The evening breeze swept by, bringing a chill that passed over the three people's cheeks, making them somewhat more alert.

As the director, Zhang Biao immediately replied to Lin Chuan, "Lin, do you have concrete evidence? I'll send someone immediately, no, I'll come and get you myself!"

"Okay."

Lin Chuan had expected this reply.

Half an hour later.

Shen Qianqian drove up in a six-seater SUV, appearing downstairs of Lin Chuan's building.

At this point, the Little Landlady had also changed her clothes.

The group headed to the police station.

The whooshing wind blew fiercely, a bit biting, making a whistling sound in the quiet winter night, echoing through the streets.

Lin Chuan stepped into the police station.

He was a bit surprised.

It was now 11 p.m., and yet there were so many familiar faces working overtime.

For instance, Yu Shan from the Cyber Security Detachment, He Song from the narcotics team, and others.

It seemed there was a major operation ongoing, or a significant task at hand, with everyone on standby.

However, he did not inquire further.

In the Criminal Investigation Brigade Office.

Zhang Biao invited Lin Chuan in. Even though Lin Chuan held no official title, his capabilities earned him respect everywhere, especially those abilities which Zhang Biao both valued and worried about.

What he valued was Lin Chuan's ability to solve cases and combat criminals.

What he worried about was—

What if he used these for committing crimes?

The consequences would be unimaginable!

Even he, as a veteran detective with decades of experience, didn't know how he would capture Lin Chuan if he turned criminal, relying on mere traces since Lin Chuan's meticulous mind wouldn't leave any clues.

Thus.

Considering various factors, Lin Chuan had become his honored guest.

"Lin, this matter is of great importance, I had to ask you to come to the police station to discuss in detail about the information you've provided on 'Yu Qin from Morgan Group, head of their military weapons business, arriving in Anling soon'. What exactly is this major criminal activity they are planning?"

Zhang Biao sat by the tea table, looking gravely at Lin Chuan, and said.

On the side.

Criminal Investigation Brigade Chief Hu Daqiang served tea to the two men and Zhang Xinxin, then listened attentively.

Lin Chuan voiced his thanks.

Then, looking at Zhang Biao, he smiled and said, "Director Zhang, their planned major criminal activity, in truth, is aimed at capturing me."

Zhang Biao was taken aback, "Capture you?"

Lin Chuan nodded, "Yes, do you remember the Sania Weapons Research Company?"

Zhang Biao thought for a moment, then recalled the foreign company that had sued Lin Chuan for intellectual property infringement, demanding thirty billion.

Lin Chuan continued, "The lawsuit from Sania was actually orchestrated by Yu Qin from Morgan Group behind the scenes. Previously, she had a powerful influence in the Middle East arms circle, and now she's planning to enter the Southeast Asia market. Because I interfered with their business, she has repeatedly tried to make a move against me."

Zhang Biao was visibly startled.

He was aware of the previous lawsuit from Sania against Lin Chuan, but not in much detail.

Now, as he listened to Lin Chuan unveiling the truth, he was secretly astonished.

This youngster, Lin, had unwittingly provoked such a behemoth—Morgan Group, infamous in the criminal industry circles. This was not something the small Anling Police Station could handle.

This guy really could stir up trouble!

Beside him, Shen Qianqian added, "If we trace back to the origin, it was Yu Qin's sister, Yu Keke, who initially brought catastrophe to Anling with 'Addictive drugs' from Anzhou Pharmaceutical. It was Lin Chuan who personally had Yu Keke arrested."

Zhang Biao raised his hand, slowly nodding, "I remember that."

The whole sequence of events was clarified crisply in a few exchanges among them.

Zhang Biao sipped his tea, settling his heart, "Comrade Lin, you just mentioned they want to capture you, do you know what their purpose is?"

"I have a guess—it's probably for my weapon patent technology," Lin Chuan, holding his tea in one hand and pointing at his head with the other, asserted confidently.

He was almost certain now.

—Yu Qin wanted not only to kill him but also to acquire his technology!

Those technologies, for anyone in the arms industry, were both a deadly threat and a temptation.

Morgan Group, as a thuggish enterprise in the criminal sector, cherished the principle of gaining without effort, typical of gangster logic.

Acquiring Lin Chuan's weapon technology would mean that they could avoid research and development costs and quickly possess top-tier military products, allowing them to swiftly set up a production chain.

This, undeniably, would be a devastating blow in the arms circle!

The involved profits were staggeringly high.

Understanding this, Zhang Biao asked, "Lin, let me ask you one more thing, do you have concrete evidence to prove that this person, Yu Qin, is indeed the head of Morgan Group's main military weapons business?"

This matter, even if requesting an arrest warrant, would necessitate a special report to the provincial department due to the significant chain of interests involved. It was a critical issue that demanded meticulous handling.

Clearly.

Lin Chuan was well-prepared. Continue reading on empire

He pulled out a USB drive, which compiled all of Yu Qin's actions, including her appearance.

Shen Qianqian expertly inserted the USB drive.

The evidence of Yu Qin's crimes played on the computer screen.

Zhang Biao watched intently.

Hu Daqiang also leaned in, his face solemn.

If it were as Lin Chuan said, then capturing Yu Qin wouldn't just be an achievement—it would be ridding society of a great menace!

Zhang Biao watched for a long time, a full twenty minutes.

Fortunately, traveling from Southeast Asia to Anling wasn't a swift journey, and Lin Chuan anticipated that Yu Qin wouldn't be arriving on a scheduled flight but rather through smuggling.

They couldn't arrive before tomorrow, even at their swiftest.