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Chapter 375 - 375 173 Why Care About the Judgments of Future Generations


375: Chapter 173: Why Care About the Judgments of Future Generations 375: Chapter 173: Why Care About the Judgments of Future Generations Qian King’s Mansion was a trap, and Wang Yunxiao was mentally prepared for it.


However, reality proved that his preparation was not sufficient, the depth of this pit far exceeded his imagination.


This was a super invincible dung pit that had lasted through ages of change, almost able to be called a veteran of three dynasties.


To stand unshaken from thirty years ago to the present was a testament to its strength.


Prince Qian was a banner.


Over those decades, countless ambitious people and gamblers gathered under this banner seeking a dragon’s merit.


After the changes in the ruling dynasties, loyal officials, good generals, filial sons, and wise grandsons also joined, making it even more muddled and murky.


These people, individually, could not be presentable, but when brought together, they could unleash unimaginable terrifying power.


The day after Qin Xiangdong decided to launch an investigation on Qian King’s Mansion, he encountered an almost unsolvable problem.


Qian King’s Mansion was in West City, which was not his jurisdiction.


The police station in West City District refused to cooperate and even warned Qin Xiangdong not to exercise law enforcement beyond his bounds.


Qin Xiangdong didn’t believe in this nonsense and went directly to the city bureau leaders.


If the police stations in various districts could not cooperate or even pulled each other’s legs, then this year’s special rectification operation would become a joke.


In the end, the higher-ups explicitly told him to mind his own business and not to investigate Qian King’s Mansion.


After all, one couldn’t investigate everything, could they?


What if they really uncovered something?


Qin Xiangdong didn’t care and continued to act recklessly.


The next day, the mayor’s secretary personally came to have tea with him.


The two talked in the office for over half an hour and then parted on bad terms.


When Xiao Ke came in to deliver documents, he saw Qin Xiangdong’s ashtray on the desk stuffed with cigarette butts, the room filled with second-hand smoke so thick it was suffocating.


Even as a newcomer, he could already tell how great the pressure on the director was.


After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Ke asked, “Director, is Qian King’s Mansion really that powerful?


Why would even the mayor’s secretary come over to plead on their behalf?”


Qin Xiangdong glanced at him and shook his head, “It’s not that Qian King’s Mansion is powerful, but they don’t want to bear the infamy of harming the members of the Former Dynasty’s Imperial Family.


This pot is too big; even if I wanted to carry it, I couldn’t.”


“Even though I know I am innocent, when future generations read this part of history, will they believe that Qian King’s Mansion was investigated by a mere police chief for crimes like human trafficking?


No one would believe it…”


“Why care about whether they believe it or not?”


Xiao Ke countered, “Did the President start from Tianmen back then just to prove to posterity trivial matters like women can match men?”


Qin Xiangdong was silent for a long while, then nodded and smiled, “You’re right!”


That evening, Qin Xiangdong went to the city bureau with files, but still did not get approval.


Then Qin Xiangdong turned and headed straight to the northern city’s Qilin Army camp.


The next morning, Qin Xiangdong returned to the police station and announced that an investigation into the Qian King’s Mansion would be initiated.


Previously, this wasn’t within his jurisdiction and, given the deep-rooted influence of the Qian King’s Mansion intertwined with all walks of life, the initial investigation faced significant obstacles.


This time, Qin Xiangdong decided to focus on the Tianle Workshop, a chamber of commerce.


Among the three powers, the Cuojin Sect, Tianle Workshop, and Longevity Sect, the Cuojin Sect was adept at hiding its tracks, making it difficult to trace.


The Longevity Sect had already been annihilated by the Special Service Bureau, leaving no traces to follow, leaving only the Tianle Workshop, which was involved in more than just kidnapping women.


Based on the scene Wang Yunxiao had encountered at Sea Red Mansion, they were involved in organizing underage girls to engage in technical work and illegally hoarding arms.


At that time, society had not completely banned firearms; at the dawn of the nation, the new government had too many issues to address to focus on this area.


High-ranking officials and nobles would hire bodyguards to accompany them, and carrying guns for self-defense was a common occurrence.


But the main purpose of allowing you to carry a gun was for self-defense, not for you to shoot people at random.


Tianle Workshop had secretly maintained an elite private army, not only equipped with firearms but also recruited many experts in the Martial Path, making it entirely accurate to label them as a vile force.


The reason they survived last year’s two rounds of crackdowns was partly because they conducted high-end businesses not well known on the streets and had extensive connections and timely information, which allowed them to evade danger and remain safe.


Another reason was their backing by the large tree of the Qian King’s Mansion; no one wanted to stir that hornet’s nest for fear of getting themselves dirty.


As a result, these people became arrogant.


Notably Mr.


Tong, who, relying on his mastery of spells, dared to kidnap people on the streets, even allowing his bodyguards to shoot back in broad daylight.


Of course, he could be fearless, morally blackmail others, and make all kinds of excuses for himself, but that couldn’t cover up the fact that he had fired a gun in public.


Qin Xiangdong focused on this point, linked his case with the incident at Sea Red Mansion, and launched a fierce attack on Tianle Workshop.


Overnight, sixteen shops on Nanshi Main Street closed their doors, and the streets were filled with tension.


The Special Service Section didn’t receive instructions during this period, after all, Tianle Workshop wasn’t some secret society.


The armed force they were clandestinely grooming had even seriously registered as a security company.


Gao Shan, leading the criminal investigation team and a large squad, wiped them out in less time than it took to eat a meal.


The opponents had guns, but that was about it.


They were extremely arrogant and even planned to resist to the last.


But Gao Shan’s men, all ex-servicemen, did not indulge their bad habits.


A charge from his team and the opponent immediately surrendered.


A few Martial Path experts, taking advantage of their Qinggong, tried to escape the encirclement but were shot down by Gao Shan, one by one.


This time, they used special armor-piercing bullets purchased from the Church by Veronica, specifically designed to penetrate the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt defenses.


After this group of private soldiers was eliminated, the core high-level members of Tianle Workshop were also arrested one after another.


Qin Xiangdong personally presided over the rapid interrogations, and as time passed, more and more evidence and clues pointing to the Qian King’s Mansion surfaced.


These rich businessmen, accustomed to luxury and privilege, didn’t have the willpower of savage career criminals and, realizing their usual tactics were futile, each confessed rather quickly.


On June 29th, the Special Service Section finally received a mission to raid a wealthy merchant’s mansion.


Gao Shan discovered that he couldn’t handle the scene himself, so he called over the second squad, who also couldn’t manage, subsequently gathering Wang Yunxiao’s first squad.


School had already dismissed for the holiday, and these last two days Wang Yunxiao had invited Old Master He to teach the brothers some martial arts.


Although Old Master He, as the Sect Leader of the Swallow Sect, wasn’t from a renowned sect, he had formally trained disciples, and his casual tips were far more efficient than their self-taught efforts.