Chief Inspector Song marched up the mahogany stage stairs with thunderous authority, followed closely by four armed state marshals.
He reached out and snatched the dangling golden microphone directly from Situ Hao’s trembling hand.
“By order of the State Charity Regulatory Commission and the Ministry of Civil Affairs,” Chief Inspector Song boomed through the speakers, his voice echoing off the dragon-carved beams. “All domestic and offshore operations of the Situ Charity Foundation are hereby suspended! All related bank accounts are frozen pending a full criminal investigation for aggravated tax evasion and charitable embezzlement!”
Situ Hao’s face twitched violently. He tried to puff out his chest, pointing a trembling finger at the chief inspector.
“Song! Do you have any idea who my father is?” Situ Hao snarled in a panicked whisper. “The Situ family controls three commercial banks in Yanjing! If you touch my foundation, my father will have your badge stripped by sunrise!”
Chief Inspector Song did not flinch for a single fraction of a second.
He stepped directly into Situ Hao’s face and slapped a heavy crimson-sealed court injunction flat against Situ Hao’s velvet dinner jacket.
“Your father’s banks are under emergency audit by the Central Bank as of eight minutes ago, Young Master Situ,” Chief Inspector Song replied with icy contempt. “Hand over your diplomatic passport and your identification cards right now. If you resist, my marshals will place you in iron restraints on live national television.”
