Since they wanted to destroy Feng Keqing and drag down the whole string of people behind him, they naturally had to make certain preparations.
The most important thing was making sure no one got away.
In truth, Feng Keqing had not fled—or rather, he had not fled openly. When the task force called him, he still answered. He claimed he was away discussing business, chatted with the task force over the phone, and appeared highly cooperative with the investigation.
But when asked when he would return, his answer was uncertain. He was waiting for the outcome here. The moment things turned against him, he would run.
What mattered most was whether Li Yongqiang and Meng Yaohui, who had been arrested, would implicate him, and whether Lin Peisheng could withstand the pressure without confessing to his dealings with him.
Those three knew about his arrangements and knew full well that he had been pulling the strings behind the scenes. The others were not much of a problem. At most, they had accepted a few gifts. Their punishments would not be too severe, and he could settle all of that.
All three had ample reason not to name him.
But Feng Keqing did not truly believe they would definitely keep quiet. Nothing like this was ever one hundred percent certain. Otherwise, he would have returned long ago to confront Wang Yan directly. He had simply invested too much here, and the cost was right in front of him. He could not bear to let it go.
That was why, after finding the problem impossible to solve, he had directly hired people to kill Wang Yan—the man who had raised the problem in the first place.
As the saying went, men died for wealth, birds died for food. Feng Keqing simply could not