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Chapter 1123 - 776 Dao is higher by one foot (one more - !)
Chapter 1123: 776 Dao is higher by one foot (one more Chapter!)
A piece of news suddenly went viral online.
It said that Jiang’s Hanlong Group had forcefully expropriated land by deceit and violence, inciting public reports and prompting relevant departments to start an investigation.
Beneath this news, there was a highly upvoted comment pinned to the top.
[The boss of Hanlong Group has suddenly died from a severe illness!]
Ordinary people certainly wouldn’t dare make such an "outrageous statement," even online.
"Wasn’t this supposed to be handled quietly?"
Jiang Chen remarked somewhat emotively.
It’s often said, dead men tell no tales.
But that’s not necessarily the case.
Death does not absolve one of past deeds, and one might still be subjected to posthumous condemnation.
Luo Han is dead, but it seems he is destined not to escape a ruined reputation.
However, there’s an issue.
The involvement of Hanlong Group in criminal activities wasn’t overnight; why did it just so happen to explode at this particular time, when previously there were no hints online whatsoever?
So it’s true what they say.
What you see might just be what someone wants you to see?
"Fang Jun might have realized this, and it’s better to spill the beans himself than being exposed by others, and it also facilitates handling and disassociating some details during this time."
Lan Peizhi left Capital City, and as one of the founding team members, Cao Jinse would naturally replace him in Great Wall.
"It seems there are experts advising."
Jiang Chen said softly.
Sitting opposite, Cao Jinse neither agreed nor disagreed, calmly saying, "Luo’s brothers’ criminal activities are too numerous to document; just investigating them, I believe sufficient ’evidence’ will soon be found, and then Luo Long will be wanted."
"So having a fugitive in my hands won’t hold much significance then."
Jiang Chen continued, then added, "I’ve already had Luo Long return to the country."
Cao Jinse looked at him.
"It wasn’t meant to be this rushed, but under the current circumstances, we can’t wait any longer; we must race against time," Jiang Chen continued, pausing before adding, "Old Master Fang is a man of great principle; he should understand."
Cao Jinse remained silent for a moment, then cut to the chase, "When will he arrive?"
"If no delay, he should be here by ten o’clock tonight."
"I’ll come with you to pick him up," Cao Jinse decided.
Jiang Chen didn’t refuse.
With the opponent wanting to take over, everyone could only race against time, as being convicted and wanted is completely different from surrendering voluntarily.
"Fang Jun must have known Luo Long was in my hands."
Jiang Chen mused softly, "So he will probably continue to..."
Before he could finish,
The office door was pushed open without getting a prior notice.
Several imposing men and women entered, all clad in dark jackets, trousers, and leather shoes.
"General Jiang..."
The secretary showed a distressed face as she failed to stop them.
Before Jiang could speak, the uninvited group flashed their badges.
"Jiang Chen, right? Please come with us."
Cao Jinse stood up, unflustered, calmly asking, "For what reason?"
"Multiple reports allege that the virtual romance game developed by your company is harming players’ mental and physical health and has even led to fraud incidents. Please come with us to assist in the investigation."
Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.
Not surprised by these superficially listed charges.
What surprised him was, as the main entity responsible for game operations, Carefree Studio should have been the first to know of any issues, yet neither Zhang Guangyi nor Luo Peng had informed him about it.
"It’s fine, I’ll go with them."
Jiang Chen gave Cao Jinse a casual smile, then stood up.
The group stepped aside, giving way.
Jiang Chen walked through them towards the exit.
The rest followed.
Cao Jinse’s brows slightly furrowed; she didn’t interfere forcibly, watching them leave before picking up her phone, dialing Lan Peizhi.
"Aunt Lan, Jiang Chen was just taken away. They said there was a problem with the game he developed. I think it must be Fang Jun’s doing."
"More experiences and trials aren’t a bad thing."
The person on the other end kept it simple.
Cao Jinse couldn’t help but smile.
That’s true.
What about being rich?
Having money doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want.
Look, the iron fist has arrived.
"Fang Jun is quite meticulous, attacking from multiple angles. He’s holding him to prevent any disturbances, making it easier to dissociate from Luo Long. With him being taken away, they probably won’t let him out anytime soon."
"Then let him stay there for a while."
Lan Peizhi sounded indifferent.
"I understand."
Indeed.
Life being too smooth is not necessarily a good thing.
It is the twists and turns that facilitate maturity and growth.
I wonder what Jiang Chen would think upon knowing this; the call has dispelled Cao Jinse’s intention to "rescue someone."
Nine forty-five in the evening.
Jiang Chen has been "assisting in the investigation" for five to six hours and hasn’t returned.
Although he hasn’t come back, Cao Jinse still fulfills her promise and drives to the airport.
"Miss, why are you here so late?"
Mao Tu, sitting in the passenger’s seat, asks curiously.
The master is driving, and she enjoys a treatment she might never get elsewhere.
"Picking someone up."
Cao Jinse states matter-of-factly.
Coming to the airport, if not to pick up someone, then what for?
"Who are you picking up?"
This is the real point of curiosity for Mao Tu.
In the dead of night, making Miss come in person, who could be so important?
Cao Jinse glares at her warningly.
Mao Tu immediately covers her mouth.
Cao Jinse looks towards the airport exit through the window.
Jiang Chen’s safety is not at all a concern; at most, his personal freedom is constrained. Sipping tea with the police uncle and discussing life goals is also a rare experience.
"Miss, what are you smiling about?"
Mao Tu asks quietly, unable to suppress her nature.
"Shush..."
Cao Jinse immediately contains the unintentionally revealed smile and gestures for silence.
Mao Tu pouts, boredly gazing out the window.
Time slowly ticks away.
Ten o’clock in the evening.
A flight from Italy lands on time.
A Shenzhou man wearing a duckbill hat, covering most of his face, hurries along, eye-catching amidst the crowd as he carries no luggage.
Although it’s late at night.
But this is Shenzhou’s busiest airport, still bustling and noisy inside.
The man in the duckbill cap hurries towards the exit, completely unaware that within the airport, several long-awaiting gazes have firmly locked onto him.
"Welcome back to the country."
All of a sudden.
Just as the man in the duckbill hat is less than twenty meters from the exit, a gloomy voice arises beside him.
He stops in his tracks, suddenly looking up,
Unbeknownst to him, four robust men have tightly surrounded him from front, back, left, and right.
He wants to run, but his shoulder is already seized.
The opponent, obviously well-trained, executes a standard capture move, instantly depriving him of any ability to struggle, allowing them to take him away enveloped.
Outside the airport.
Cao Jinse sits in the car, unable to help checking the time, already quarter past ten.
She no longer waits, stepping out of the car.
Mao Tu, who started dozing off on the seat, hears the movement, suddenly opens her eyes—not as deeply asleep as she usually is in the office—and hurries to follow.
They enter the lobby.
Cao Jinse looks up at the flight information.
The screen shows the international flight from Italy has landed on time twenty minutes ago.
"Miss, where is the person?"
Cao Jinse withdraws her gaze, scanning around.
The airport is orderly with people coming and going.
Suddenly.
The phone rings.
Cao Jinse pulls out her phone, seeing an unfamiliar number.
She presses the answer button and puts it to her ear.
"Miss Cao, right? I am Luo Long."
A deep, hoarse voice comes from the other side.
Cao Jinse’s eyes flicker, she hasn’t spoken yet when the other party continues, "Mr. Jiang asked me to call this number after I return to the country."
Cao Jinse looks around again, "Where are you now?"
"I just got off the plane."
Cao Jinse raises her head again, looking at the flight updates, "Didn’t you arrive a while ago?"
"I wasn’t on that flight."
Soon, Cao Jinse notices on the advertising screen that five minutes earlier, another international flight has landed, coming from France, the neighbor of Italy.
"Miss Cao, are you at the airport?"
The corners of Cao Jinse’s mouth unconsciously rise.
"Come on out."
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