Title: Reborn Qi Tongwei, who defies fate by half a move and refuses to kneel

Chapter 59 In front of the Zhao family, I tore off your police rank insignia.

This vicious dog that the Zhao family kept in the police force finally showed its true colors.

"Did you record it?" Qi Tongwei turned around and asked the police officer in charge of recording.

"It's...it's been recorded." The police officer was also intimidated by Qi Tongwei's aura.

"Notify the inspection team to bring their body cameras." Qi Tongwei stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray with a ruthless motion. "Go to the Guangming District Branch and arrest them."

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Guangming District Public Security Bureau, Director's Office.

Cheng Du was sitting in the boss's chair with his legs crossed, a cigar between his fingers, yelling at the person on the other end of the phone: "What are you afraid of? I'll hold the sky up if it falls! That was a normal traffic accident! Even if it's traced back to the driver, that's his personal behavior, what does it have to do with us?"

He wore a crisp police uniform, the two bars and two stars on his shoulders particularly conspicuous. But beneath this facade of justice lay a soul that had long since decayed.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Du loosened his tie in frustration.

For some reason, his right eyelid had been twitching since this morning. Last night, those two cars had failed; Chen Hai wasn't dead, and Qi Tongwei was acting like a mad dog, attacking everyone he could.

"Thump!"

The office door was kicked open.

The loud noise startled Cheng Du so much that his hand trembled, and the cigar fell onto his trousers, burning a hole in it.

"Who the hell..." Cheng Du stood up in a rage, about to curse, but the words caught in his throat.

At the entrance, Qi Tongwei, dressed in a black tactical jacket, was followed by seven or eight fully armed inspectors, whose dark gun barrels and cold gazes locked onto him.

"Director Qi... Director Qi?" Cheng Du's expression changed, forcing a smile. "What brings you here? You didn't even give me a heads-up so I could greet you..."

"No need for a greeting." Qi Tongwei strode into the office, his leather shoes making a dull thud on the floor. He glanced around the luxuriously decorated office, his gaze finally settling on Cheng Du's hypocritical face.

"Chengdu, you're doing quite well." Qi Tongwei walked to his desk, picked up the still-smoking cigar, and said, "Smoking cigars and drinking good tea during work hours, and directing gangsters to commit murders. You're more prestigious as the bureau chief than I am."

Cheng Du's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat trickled down his temples.

"Director Qi, you've taken this joke way too far!" Cheng Du feigned composure, but his hand stealthily reached into the drawer under the table. "I don't understand what you're saying. What do you mean, 'gangsters kill people'? This is slander!"

"Don't move." Qi Tongwei's voice suddenly turned cold.

Zhao Donglai, who was behind him, rushed forward, grabbed Cheng Du's hand, and pulled out a cell phone from the drawer where Cheng Du was editing a text message.

The screen displayed only three words: Sister, save me.

"Sister? Zhao Xiaohui?" Qi Tongwei took the phone, glanced at it, and scoffed, "You're practically in your coffin, and you're still thinking about getting someone to bail you out?"

"Qi Tongwei! What are you doing!" Seeing that he had been exposed, Cheng Du decided to throw caution to the wind and shouted, "I am the director of the Guangming District Branch! The appointment and removal of cadres at this level must be approved by the Municipal Party Committee's Organization Department! You have no proper procedures, what right do you have to arrest me? I'm going to call Secretary Zhao! I'm going to call Secretary Gao!"

In the corridor outside the office, many police officers gathered around after hearing the commotion, looking on with surprise and uncertainty at the scene.

Qi Tongwei turned around, looked at the police officers who were watching, and then at the extent of their bluster.

"formalities?"

Qi Tongwei took the newly printed driver's statement from Zhao Donglai and slammed it across Cheng Du's face. The white sheets of paper fluttered down, as if bidding him farewell.

"Suspected of hiring a hitman, colluding with criminal gangs, and acting as their protector." Qi Tongwei's voice echoed in the corridor. "For this kind of police scum, I don't need procedures, I just need handcuffs!"

"You..." Cheng Du was about to resist when he was firmly pressed down on the table by two inspectors.

"You don't deserve to wear this suit."

Qi Tongwei stepped forward, reached out, and grasped the police rank insignia on Cheng Du's shoulder.

"Sizzle!"

With a sharp crack, the epaulettes were ripped off and thrown to the ground.

Next came the collar insignia, police badge number, and arm patch.

Cheng Du struggled desperately, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, letting out a shrill scream: "Qi Tongwei! You dare touch me! The Zhao family will not let you get away with this! You will die a horrible death! My sister will kill you!"

"Shut him up." Qi Tongwei waved his hand dismissively.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Donglai pulled out a smelly sock and stuffed it into Cheng Du's mouth.

Looking at the man stripped down to only a white shirt and in such a disheveled state, Qi Tongwei coldly said, "Take him away. Tell the detention center to give him a solitary confinement so he can reflect on what wrong choices he made in his life."

Chengdu was dragged away like a dead dog, leaving a trail of whimpers along the way.

The police officers in the corridor watched this scene, all of them silent and trembling, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Qi Tongwei.

This is the new director's approach. Ruthless and decisive, leaving no room for escape.

Just then, Qi Tongwei's cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw it was an unfamiliar number. But his intuition told him who the owner of this number was.

Qi Tongwei answered the phone but did not speak.

On the other end of the phone came a woman's highly recognizable voice, elegant and composed, as if she were not the one who had just hysterically smashed the glass.

"Director Qi, what a show of power!" Zhao Xiaohui's voice was laced with laughter, like a beautiful snake flicking its tongue. "You even dared to arrest my brother. It seems you really don't take the Shanshui Group seriously."

"Chengdu is your brother?" Qi Tongwei replied calmly. "I'm arresting criminals. What, is President Zhao also coming to turn himself in?"

"Hehe, Director Qi is so humorous." Zhao Xiaohui chuckled. "Are you free tonight? I've prepared some fine tea at Shanshui Manor and would like to invite Director Qi to join us. There are some misunderstandings, and it's better if we talk about them in person. After all... the roads in Jingzhou are slippery, and walking too fast could easily lead to a fall."

This is both a threat and a bait.

Qi Tongwei looked out the window at the Shanshui Building in the distance, which gleamed in the sunlight.

"Alright." Qi Tongwei's lips curled into a playful smile. "Since President Zhao has so kindly invited me, I will definitely be there on time. However, I'm afraid that while President Zhao can afford to invite me for tea, he may not be able to afford to drink it."

"Then we'll wait and see."

The phone hangs up.

Qi Tongwei put away his phone and said to Zhao Dong, who was beside him, "Get ready. Tonight, I'm going to meet this beautiful snake."

"How many people are you bringing?" Zhao Donglai asked.

"No need to bring anyone." Qi Tongwei straightened his collar, a cold glint in his eyes. "I'll go alone. If there are too many people, the show won't get going."

Shanshui Manor is a den of dragons and tigers.

But what Qi Tongwei likes most now is venturing into dangerous places and breaking into the lion's den.