Early morning at Han Feng's home.

Mr. Han sat on the sofa, clutching a cup of hot tea in his hand, his knuckles still slightly white. Mrs. Han's eyes were red, and she kept glancing out the window, as if she was still shaken.

"Xiao Feng..." Han's father finally spoke, his voice hoarse, "Tell me honestly, how did you get to know such important figures as the Zheng family?"

Han Feng was cooking porridge in the kitchen when he heard this and paused.

“Dad, I saved Secretary Zheng’s life before.” He said calmly, “It was a coincidence.”

"A coincidence?" Mr. Han frowned. "How could a high school student know the provincial party secretary? And even get him to personally help us?"

Han's mother was also worried: "Son, have you gotten into some trouble outside?"

Han Feng placed the porridge on the table and smiled, "Dad, Mom, don't overthink it. Secretary Zheng is a good person; he helped me because he knew I was wronged."

Seeing that his parents were still skeptical, Han Feng sighed, took out a check from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Actually... I won the lottery a while ago."

Mr. Han was stunned. He took the check and his pupils shrank dramatically: "Four...four million?!"

Han's mother nearly jumped up from her chair: "So many?!"

Han Feng nodded: "After tax. I was thinking, if you feel that your current jobs are too tiring, why not use this money to open a small supermarket and make things easier?"

Mr. Han stared at the check, remaining silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed deeply: "Son, you've grown up... but there are some things Dad still hopes you can tell us the truth."

Han Feng remained silent for a moment, then finally said softly, "Dad, knowing too much about some things isn't good for you."

At this moment, Han's mother spoke up: "Our son is all grown up now. There are some things we don't need to ask too many questions about. Let's just trust him."

After thinking for a moment, Han's father nodded helplessly.

Han Feng looked at his parents, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Silly child, you're such a grown-up, why are you still crying?" Han's mother said with a smile and a scolding tone.

Han Feng twitched his lips: "Dad, Mom, once this is over, I will definitely study hard and get into Kyoto University so you can live a good life!" After saying that, he thought to himself: "And you, Liu Mengran, wait for me."

Around noon, Han Feng sat in front of his computer, watching the news footage of Zhou's father being taken away by the police, his eyes cold.

He opened the system interface, pulled up the complete evidence he had prepared beforehand of the Mu Group's financial fraud, bribery of officials, and illegal transactions, and then dialed Zheng Weimin's number.

"Director Zheng, I have some things that you might be interested in."

An hour later, Zheng Weimin personally arrived at the door and took the USB drive from Han Feng. After reading its contents, his expression completely changed.

"Are these... all real?"

Han Feng nodded: "Every account and every contract is recorded."

Zheng Weimin took a deep breath: "This is no longer just an economic crime... this is going to overturn half of the officialdom in H province!"

Han Feng's eyes remained calm: "I only ask one question—Director Zheng, do you dare to make a move?"

Zheng Weimin remained silent for a long time before finally uttering two words:

"Let's do it."

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Three days later, a major earthquake shook the political and business circles of H province—

The Mu Group is suspected of massive financial fraud; Chairman Mu Zhenguo is under investigation!

Thirteen officials in H province have been taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission on suspicion of bribery!

"Mouse Group's stock price collapses, leading to bankruptcy liquidation!"

Inside the Mu family villa, Mu Zhenguo, his face ashen, dialed an overseas number:

"Hello, it's me."

"Yes, Jiang City, Han Feng."

Name your price, I just want him dead!

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That evening, at Jiangshi Airport.

A man wearing a baseball cap received an anonymous text message on his phone as soon as he got off the plane:

"Target: Han Feng, 18 years old, a student at Jiangshi No.1 Middle School."

Additional requirement: Disguise it as an accident.

The man sneered and was about to reply when suddenly his phone screen flashed and all the messages disappeared instantly.

System Warning

"Killer detected"

Name: Chen Xiao, codename 'Black Crow', international mercenary

Current location: Jiangshi Airport Terminal 2

Han Feng sat at home, watching the real-time monitoring footage projected by the system, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Hiring someone to kill? Mu Zhenguo, you're really desperate."

Instead of eliminating the assassin directly, he used the system to hack into Chen Xiao's phone, intercepting Mu Zhenguo's transaction records and recording their conversations.

"Key evidence obtained: Recording of Mu Zhenguo hiring someone to commit murder"

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The following morning, in the conference room of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

With a gloomy expression, Zheng Guodong inserted the USB drive into the computer and played the recording of Mu Zhenguo's conversation with the assassin.

The entire room fell silent.

Three hours later, Mu Zhenguo was arrested by police on the private plane he was attempting to flee the country.

With the Mu Group's affair now settled, Mu Xiaoxiao, dressed in a cheap white t-shirt and with disheveled hair, had long lost the arrogance of her former school beauty days. She sat on the stone steps of the track and field, clutching the hem of her shirt tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms.

In the distance, Han Feng walked slowly, his black coat billowing in the cold wind, his eyes indifferent as ice.

"Han Feng!" Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up, her voice hoarse, "Please... spare my father!"

Han Feng stopped and looked down at her, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Let him go? When you hired someone to kill me, and when the Zhou family kidnapped my parents to blackmail me, did you never think of 'letting him go'?"

Mu Xiaoxiao trembled all over, tears mingling with the rain as they streamed down her face: "I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong! I'm willing to do anything as long as you drop the charges!"

"Anything?" Han Feng leaned forward slightly, his eyes filled with sarcasm. "Like what?"

Mu Xiaoxiao bit her lip, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Han Feng's trouser leg: "I can sleep with you! I can be your dog! As long as you let my dad go—"

"Smack!"

Han Feng grabbed her wrist with such force that he almost crushed her bones.

"Mu Xiaoxiao," he said coldly, "you disgust me."

Mu Xiaoxiao's face turned deathly pale with pain, but she dared not struggle. She could only plead tremblingly, "Han Feng... my father is old, he can't bear prison... please..."

Han Feng sneered, shook off her hand, took out a photo from his pocket, and threw it in front of her.

The photo shows Mu Zhenguo looking disheveled after being arrested on a private plane.

"Your father should already be in prison," Han Feng said calmly. "Life imprisonment, with no possibility of commutation."

Mu Xiaoxiao's pupils contracted sharply, and she grabbed the photo, her fingers trembling: "No...it's impossible! He clearly..."

"He clearly pulled some strings?" Han Feng laughed sarcastically. "Unfortunately, no one dares to protect him this time."

Mu Xiaoxiao finally broke down, collapsing to the ground and screaming hysterically, "Han Feng! You'll get what's coming to you!!"

Han Feng remained unmoved, turned and left, leaving behind only a cold sentence:

"Remember, you brought all of this on yourselves."

A week later, Jiang City News published its final report—

The Mu Group has been completely destroyed; Chairman Mu Zhenguo has been sentenced to life imprisonment for multiple crimes!

The Zhou Group declares bankruptcy; Zhou's father sentenced to 15 years.

Major reshuffling in H province's officialdom: 27 officials fall from grace!