At eight o’clock in the morning, a fleet of black sedans pulled up outside the Jiangnan Provincial Judicial Taskforce building.
Shen Qiaoqiao stepped out of the lead vehicle, holding a sealed steel evidence case in her left hand.
Behind her, Tie Niu and four security guards carried the paralyzed Elder Scorp on a medical gurney, accompanied by two dozen thick black binders containing ten years of the Song and Ouyang cartel’s internal ledgers.
The chief judicial prosecutor, Inspector Han, met Shen Qiaoqiao in the main conference suite.
When the 4K video of Elder Scorp’s confession played on the wall screen, and the forensic laser report matched the silver skull vial to Song Ming’s offshore laboratory, Inspector Han’s face darkened with absolute fury.
“Attempted biological terrorism with Class-A neurotoxins,” Inspector Han said, slamming his hand onto the desk. “Authorize emergency arrest warrants immediately. Deploy thirty SWAT squads!”
Within two hours, sirens wailed across Tianhai City.
Out in the western hills, twenty tactical police officers kicked open the doors of Song Ming’s luxury villa.
