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Chapter 1132 - 782 Buff

Chapter 1132: 782 Buff

This unique vacation lasted quite some time.

It took a full three days.

As expected, Fang Jun, who knew nothing, regained his freedom and when he emerged, he straightened his coat, squinting at the sunset on the horizon.

Indeed, the sky outside felt more soothing than the inside.

Hu Die stood by the car.

Fang Jun showed no bitterness or gloom from his detention, and walked over with a smile.

Everything was unspoken.

Hu Die opened the car door.

The backseat.

Watching the street scenery receding continuously, Fang Jun lightly tapped his thigh with his fingers.

The car was very quiet.

Hu Die concentrated on driving, without uttering a word.

"It’s okay, Luo Long is after all not Luo Han; he doesn’t know much."

Fang Jun whispered softly.

"Hanlong Group has been officially frozen, and an in-depth investigation is being launched."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jun, who seemed untroubled this time, furrowed his brows imperceptibly.

But in front of this woman, he rarely showed negative or pessimistic emotions.

This seems to be a common affliction among men.

"Luo Han is already dead, and the dead can’t speak. Investigate all you want, at most it’s just financial issues."

Financial issues were not serious for him.

A commoner might get fined hundreds of thousands for selling melons on the street.

But some officials may just need to surrender their illicit profits for a clean slate.

There’s no point in blaming heaven and earth.

These are the inherent rules of society, unchanged from ancient times, just like the law of the jungle where only the fittest survive.

Thus, there is always a voice reminding people to strive!

Only by constantly climbing higher can one escape the rules’ confines, or rather, stop being dominated by them, transforming from a victim to a beneficiary.

The electric car drove into the red-light district, passing by the Cao Residence.

Fang Jun sat in the back seat, looking forward with a calm expression, not glancing sideways.

The car stopped at the old Fang Family residence.

"Go and attend to your business."

Fang Jun seemed to want to say something else, but as Song Chaoge had said, he was "not good with words," so he just said that and got out of the car.

The electric car did not leave immediately.

Standing at the entrance of the old house, Fang Jun took a deep breath, then turned around and waved with a smile.

Then.

He turned his head and quietly entered the house.

As if knowing someone was waiting for him, Fang Jun went straight to the ancestral hall.

Incense smoke curled around.

Each spiritual tablet solemnly stood.

All were the deceased relatives and ancestors of the Fang Family.

"Grandfather."

Old Fang stood with his back facing him, towards the spiritual tablets, his aged posture lacked the sharpness of his younger years and seemed even more stooped in the setting.

No one responded.

There was silence in the ancestral hall.

Fang Jun stepped forward, offered incense to his ancestors, then with a "bang," knelt down firmly on his knees.

His attitude in admitting fault seemed sincere.

"Don’t go out anymore."

The old man finally spoke, neither scolding nor raging; his tone was very faint, but within the quiet hall, it was extremely clear and distinct.

Fang Jun knelt on the ground, silent.

There was no scene of renovating family discipline; after just one sentence, the old man turned around and left without once looking at his grandson kneeling on the ground.

"The door creaked."

The door closed.

Great Wall Group.

After finishing business, Jiang Chen couldn’t afford to eat and drove away.

Luo Long wanted to see him.

Luo Han, he was familiar with, but Luo Long, in the true sense, he had never met until now.

So, when they sat face-to-face, both maintained silence for a short while.

Based on Luo Long voluntarily confessing his crimes, even with his confession, execution ten times over would not suffice.

That means.

Ordinarily, at such a time, no one would get a chance to visit.

"Where’s Yao Yao?"

Opting to surrender himself, Luo Long was the first to break the silence, his first words inquiring about his niece.

Setting aside his personal conduct, at least the Luo brothers were considerably superior to most in their treatment of family.

Highly assertive externally, respectful and courteous internally.

The death of Luo Han was largely due to this younger brother.

Certainly.

The other party also staked everything including his life.

Jiang Chen didn’t speak, but took out his phone and dialed a video call.

As the video connected.

Jiang Chen raised the phone towards him.

On the screen.

Yu Hui and her daughter were dining in a restaurant, filled with laughter and joy, in stark contrast to the situation here.

Luo Long, seemingly influenced, unwittingly revealed an affectionate smile, harsh as he was.

It’s hard to imagine that he, too, caused countless families to be torn apart and lives ruined.

"Want to talk to her?"

Hearing this, Luo Long seemed tempted, about to agree, then suddenly realized and immediately shook his head.

He lifted the handcuffs on his hands and grinned, "Nevermind, let’s not scare her."

Jiang Chen did not insist, considerately allowing him to watch the video a bit longer before ending the call.

"Is she in Shu Chuan now?"

"Yes."

Luo Long let out a deep sigh of relief, as if he had unburdened himself, and stared at Jiang Chen to return to the main topic.

"What about Fang Jun? Was he arrested?"

"He was arrested, but he should be out by now."

Luo Long was stunned, then unconsciously lifted his handcuffed hands, clenched them into fists, and slammed them onto the table, creating a dull thudding sound.

"Why was he released?!"

Logically, someone who could disregard their own life shouldn’t be so agitated, yet for Luo Long, there were matters more critical than personal survival.

Although he was abroad when the incident occurred, he was well aware that his brother had always been in excellent health, without any hidden ailments.

Heart attack?

Complete nonsense!

Though he hadn’t seen any evidence and no one had provided any, there were only two possible murderers for his brother’s death.

One was this young man sitting before him, whom he was "formally meeting" for the first time.

The second one.

Was their so-called master for whom they tirelessly labored—Fang Jun!

The former was suspicious, but he had no motive for such action. If he wanted to do something, he could have done it when the brothers were trapped like prisoners in Italy; why go through such a convoluted scheme?

So, it must be Fang Jun, who always treated them like tools!

To protect himself, he committed murder!

"My brother delivered a vast fortune to him, and many matters were directed by him. It is fair if we brothers deserve death, but so does he!"

Luo Long’s mindset was simple.

Either the fish dies, or the net splits!

After all, he had nothing to lose.

Dragging along some high-born nobility to accompany him in death is a win!

"What you say doesn’t count; we now live in a society governed by law, which emphasizes evidence."

Jiang Chen responded calmly.

"Rule of law? Bullshit!"

Luo Long spat fiercely, "I’ve provided evidence, just investigate the Hanlong Group, and you’ll definitely find relevant evidence. No matter how well-connected Fang Jun is, he can’t erase everything. If it’s really about the law, he should be shackled here like me, but what happened?! They released him, haha, they really released him!"

Jiang Chen didn’t interrupt his venting, patiently waiting for him to finish before speaking.

"His release indicates that the evidence was insufficient."

Luo Long’s eyes, bloodshot, glared over and he took several deep breaths.

"Is it really because the evidence was insufficient?"

"What kind of evidence counts as sufficient?"

He immediately countered, adding, "The same evidence, when applied to different people, does it become sufficient?"

Saying this, Luo Long seemed to find it ironic himself and began to laugh hysterically.

Jiang Chen watched him calmly.

"Since you can’t do anything about him, why ask me to come back? Why not just get rid of me directly, why bother?"

Luo Long sounded both resigned and provocative.

He clearly understood that avenging his brother with his own power was like a fool’s dream.

If it were just about relying on himself, he wouldn’t have turned himself in.

"His release doesn’t mean he’s been cleared of suspicion, no matter how much you shout, no one will care."

Jiang Chen’s blunt remarks gradually calmed Luo Long’s emotions.

"I’m just a worthless life, death is trivial to me, but if we can’t bring down Fang Jun, you will suffer in the future. Of course, you could also flee like those wealthy people, and live abroad where he really can’t compete with you."

"I am a person of Shenzhou, where can I go?"

Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

Their eyes met, and Luo Long also smiled.

After laughing for a while, he leaned forward, his face close to Jiang Chen’s, his eyes shimmering with madness.

"Rest assured, I will definitely fight to the end, even if Fang Jun wears golden armor, I will bite off pieces of his flesh. They think they are born superior, huh! I’ll show them, they are fucking—non—existent!"

Luo Long fiercely spat on the ground.

Undoubtedly.

Jiang Chen was also his enemy.

The experience of being locked up was an unforgettable nightmare.

But people are like this.

Choose the lesser of two evils.

Choose the heavier of two hatreds.

In front of a much-loathed enemy, other hatreds fade.

"You need to ensure my safety."

Staying here, Luo Long seemed still uneasy.

After all, he had often used similar methods before.

Luo Han died; if he were silenced too, certain truths would indeed sink to the ocean’s depths.

"Rest assured."

After half an hour.

Jiang Chen walked out.

Logically, Fang Jun indeed had a motive to harm Luo Long, but this possibility was slight.

Unless the young master really lost his senses.

Just released, it wasn’t likely he’d risk everything.

Now, what everyone was waiting for was just the comprehensive investigation results of the Hanlong Group.

This investigation was distinctly different from the one following Luo Han’s death.

Indeed.

Throughout history, across cultures, people have been arranged in hierarchies, different levels attract different buffs.

For instance, the young master’s release was undoubtedly due to a buff.

But this buff is not invincible.

The malicious Luo brothers had their buffs before, but where are they now?

Jiang Chen took out a coin, tossed it lightly into the air, then caught it.

Without looking at the sides, he pocketed the coin again.