"How do you know?"
Division Commander Huang was stunned.
"Anyone who isn't foolish can guess. You're making all this fuss to ensure Zhou Zhehao stays silent forever, aren't you? But your plan has gone awry. Zhou Zhehao has a good brother."
Chen Feng said with a solemn expression.
"Hahaha, Chen Feng, you think killing a squad leader can kill me? Please, I'm a division commander. A division commander's power is far beyond your imagination."
Division Commander Huang laughed maniacally.
"Still, tell me, why did you kill Zhou Zhehao?"
Chen Feng asked impatiently.
"Fine, since you'll soon disappear from this world just like your brother Zhou Zhehao, I don't mind telling you the truth. Zhou Zhehao was unlucky enough to stumble upon my confidant selling submarine technology. It's because of him that I had to postpone selling the hot potato of core submarine technology. To vent my anger, and more importantly, to maintain secrecy, Zhou Zhehao had to die."
Division Commander Huang said nonchalantly.
In his eyes, Zhou Zhehao was no different from an ant; his death was insignificant.
"Huang Mingren, logically speaking, your position shouldn't lack money. Why would you do such a despicable thing for money?"
Chen Feng asked, puzzled.
"Not lacking money? In this world, who doesn't lack money? Who dislikes having more money? Back then, the military could engage in business, and I could leverage my power to do business, earning a lot annually. However, later, the higher-ups, with a mere word, prohibited the military from doing business, and I suffered heavy losses. Then, foreign military personnel approached me, saying that if I could steal and sell China's advanced submarine technology to them, they would directly give me fifty billion, mind you, in US dollars. Who wouldn't be tempted?"
Division Commander Huang argued self-righteously.
"For fifty billion, you would betray national interests?"
Chen Feng asked coldly.
"Let me say it again, it was in US dollars. Tens of billions of Chinese Yuan. Who wouldn't be tempted?"
"It seems I overestimated you. I thought, being a soldier, you'd be incorruptible, but I didn't expect you to be corrupted by money."
Chen Feng sighed deeply.
He had some understanding of Huang Mingren's past.
When Huang Mingren was young, he nearly died in a military research facility while developing weaponry.
Yet, this man who was once willing to risk his life for national interests had ultimately fallen completely for money.
It seemed money truly had a potent corrosive power.
"Huang Mingren, since you've confessed, prepare for death."
Chen Feng stated righteously.
"Chen Feng, you are still too young and naive in your thinking. Do you really believe I'm the only one making this kind of money? I'm not that foolish. I wouldn't undertake such a dangerous endeavor without bringing along a military big shot. With that military big shot backing me, I fear nothing. Hahaha."
Division Commander Huang laughed triumphantly.
"Tell me, who is that military big shot?"
Chen Feng asked, neither subservient nor overbearing.
"Tao Jun, the director of the military research institute."
"The Tao Jun who enjoys special military allowances?"
Chen Feng's heart trembled.
Honestly, after all his thinking, he never imagined Tao Jun would be this kind of person.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Tao Jun already enjoys special allowances; he has more than enough money. How could he do something like this?"
Chen Feng expressed disbelief.
"Chen Feng, I can only say, you underestimate foreigners. They have all sorts of ways to subvert anyone. If a person loves money, they use money to subvert them, like me. If a person doesn't love money, they don't use money, but other methods. For example, quotas for international prestigious schools."
Division Commander Huang explained with excitement.
"I see."
Chen Feng sighed deeply.
He had to admit, foreigners were truly relentless in their efforts to subvert Chinese people, understanding them thoroughly. Most Chinese people loved money, so they threw money at them. Some people didn't love money but wanted their children to attend world-renowned schools, so they used university quotas for subversion.
In short, they racked their brains to subvert Chinese people.
"Huang Mingren, since Tao Jun has also been subverted, then I apologize. Both of you must die. China's interests will not be betrayed."
Chen Feng stared intently at Huang Mingren's gloating face.
"You want to kill me and Tao Jun? Who do you think you are? You're equivalent to a deputy county magistrate. I am a division commander, and Tao Jun is the director of the military research institute. You, a mere deputy county magistrate, want to kill two military big shots? Hahaha, how amusing."
Division Commander Huang laughed maniacally.
"Huang Mingren, how did your brother-in-law die? Did you not investigate it properly?"
Chen Feng retorted coldly.
"I don't care how you killed my brother-in-law. He was just a small squad leader; it's normal for you to have connections and get him killed. However, even if your connections are heaven-defying, you can't kill me and Tao Jun."
Division Commander Huang continued to laugh smugly.
"Huang Mingren, do you think that just because I'm a deputy county magistrate, I can't do anything to you?"
Chen Feng asked calmly and composedly.
"Aren't you?"
Division Commander Huang looked at Chen Feng with mockery.
"Take a look at who I'm on speakerphone with."
Saying this, Chen Feng pulled out his speakerphone from his pocket.
Upon seeing Chen Feng's phone, Huang Mingren instantly collapsed onto the ground.
It's over, it's over. It's a high-ranking deputy leader of the military.
"Commander, is that you?"
Huang Mingren trembled and asked.
"If not me, who else? I truly didn't expect that you and Tao Jun would betray China's military secrets."
The Deputy Commander's tone was stern.
If it weren't for Chen Feng's extraordinary perceptiveness this time, these two would have truly leaked China's submarine secrets.
Submarine secrets were among China's few leading military secrets. Once, Chinese submarines had quietly appeared in Western waters, and the West had no way to detect them, causing an uproar.
Once such proud military secrets were leaked, it would be a severe blow to the Chinese military, and China would lose a military technology where it held a lead over the West.
"Commander, how do you know Chen Feng?"
Huang Mingren asked, his face ashen.
"You don't need to ask that. You and Tao Jun had best commit suicide; don't force me to act. Now, hand the phone to Chen Feng."
The Deputy Commander said very seriously.
"Deputy Commander, what if they refuse to commit suicide?"
Chen Feng asked with concern.
"Don't worry about that. Suicide is the best option for Huang Mingren and Tao Jun. If they don't commit suicide, it won't just be the two of them who die."
The Deputy Commander stated grimly.
"Deputy Commander, while that is the case, wouldn't a public trial be better? It would serve as a warning to those scum who are tempted to betray China's interests."
Chen Feng asked tentatively.
"Chen Feng, you're an old hand in the political arena, so I won't beat around the bush. The military is much like the political arena. Some cases can only be addressed superficially; if you dig too deep, you'll unearth a whole nest of problems, and it will become uncontrollable. Their suicides will make others restrain themselves."
The Deputy Commander explained with a deep sigh.
Chen Feng was no fool; he naturally understood the underlying implications.
To put it bluntly, the military, much like the political arena, had systemic issues.
They could only make minor repairs.
Otherwise, a complete reform from top to bottom would be necessary.
However, reform was not something that could be undertaken lightly.
It required decades of preparation.
Casual reforms would only lead to failure.
It was akin to Wang Anshi's reforms in Chinese history; why did they fail? It was because Wang Anshi, lacking sufficient preparation, relied solely on his passion to enact reforms, which inevitably led to their failure.
After chatting for a while longer, Chen Feng hung up the phone and left Huang Mingren's office.
Ah Zhe's matter had been resolved. It had to be said that Ah Zhe was too unlucky, accidentally witnessing the depravity of military scum, and thus lost his life.
In this regard, the military, much like the political arena, had a dark side, a bloody one, where one could lose their life in an instant.
This aspect of China was not good. A considerable portion of effort was not directed towards developing China but towards how to embezzle money and engage in internal strife.
This situation needed to change; otherwise, China's lagging face would never be rectified.
Ah Zhe's death had inadvertently resolved a shocking major case within the Chinese military. In a way, he could certainly be considered a martyr.
Therefore, Chen Feng decided to help Ah Zhe obtain a martyr's certificate from Ah Zhe's hometown.
Thus, Chen Feng rushed to the People's Armed Forces Department in Ah Zhe's hometown.
Originally, Chen Feng had thought that with a certificate issued by the military, Ah Zhe's martyr's certificate issue would be quickly resolved. Little did he know...