After the wedding banquet ended at noon, Dong Xuebin's phone rang. It was Liang Chengpeng calling.
"Hello, Director Liang."
"I heard your cousin got married, and you smashed a car that blocked the road?"
"That car did it on purpose. They wouldn't leave even after receiving two red envelopes, and the people in the car were from Jin Di Mountain Villa."
Liang Chengpeng fell silent for a while. "...Those people just never quit. Maybe a couple of days ago, another case was reported from below. A local man was dragged off to gamble by people from Jin Di Mountain Villa. He lost everything and racked up a mountain of debt. After he went home, he hanged himself—'committed suicide.' I heard the main reason for his 'suicide' was that the people from Jin Di Mountain Villa wanted his wife as repayment. They told him that if he let them use his wife for a month, they'd wipe out the debt. Sigh, they're utterly lawless. But there's no evidence."
Dong Xuebin's face darkened. "Director Liang, if a place like that is allowed to stay open, something major will happen sooner or later."
"I know." Liang Chengpeng paused. "Last time, you said you wanted to crack down on gambling at Jin Di Mountain Villa. How confident are you?"
"...Ninety percent."
"Good. As long as you can catch people and uncover evidence, I'll put you in charge of the Jin Di Mountain Villa case."
Dong Xuebin froze, then perked up. "I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
"I'm leaving it to you. But you must seize gambling equipment and gambling funds. A few tens or hundreds of thousands won't be enough to keep many people detained. You need to seize at least several hundred thousand, preferably a million or more. Only then can we find