I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1437 - 971 Spiritan Federation

Chapter 1437: 971 Spiritan Federation

According to the law of conservation of mass.

Energy cannot be created or destroyed; it can only be transformed from one form to another.

Humans are the same.

From his communication with Luo Peng, Jiang Chen learned that Xia Wanqing’s disappearance was meticulously planned and definitely not something one or two people could accomplish.

To bribe the hotel, erase traces, and make a living person become a nonexistent "ghost"—this wouldn’t be possible without considerable resources.

Clearly.

This was not a random incident.

Most likely, Luo Peng and Xia Wanqing had been targeted long ago.

Before they left, Jiang Chen jokingly warned them, and unexpectedly, his words became prophetic.

The intention of the drunken man is not on the wine.

Was it directed at himself?

Having experienced many crises, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but think this way.

But logic quickly dismissed this guess.

If it were truly aimed at him, then it shouldn’t be Xia Wanqing who is missing, but rather Luo Peng.

Even though Xia Wanqing had cost him seventy million, compared to a former Qinyuan Huakui, Luo Peng undoubtedly held more importance in his heart.

Moreover.

To stage such a "magic act" in a foreign country, the power behind it must be extraordinary. If it were really targeting him, Song Chaoge would be the first to come to Jiang Chen’s mind.

But last night, he was drinking with Song Chaoge at the Apang Palace, exchanging heartfelt words in confidence.

Could it just be a façade to lull him into a false sense of security?

Even if he were to speculate about his opponent with the greatest malice, Jiang Chen’s intuition still told him that the opponent shouldn’t be this bored.

Should he tell Lan Peizhi?

Xia Wanqing could be considered someone who had come out from under her wing.

After thinking it over for a bit, Jiang Chen decided against it. From the moment he spent seventy million with Luo Peng to bring her from Qinyuan, the widely sought-after Nan Xu girl had disappeared, replaced by Xia Wanqing, who had worked at the front desk of Tianci Capital and now served as the agent for the Goryeo Divine Face.

As Jiang Chen walked towards his office, he made a phone call.

No matter who was behind this large-scale "magic act" of making a person disappear and for what purpose, at least one fact was very clear.

The more time passed, the more danger Xia Wanqing would be in.

It’s not an exaggeration.

There might be only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, but if you happen to hit that one-in-ten-thousand, the consequences are unpredictable.

Those shocking news stories are enough to prove it.

Pushing open the door and entering the office, Taoist nun sister sat quietly on the sofa, holding a tablet.

This was a new work device Boss Jiang had given her, mainly for passing time.

Jiang Chen made phone calls.

Tanki Liuli followed her dramas.

The two did not disturb each other.

After making several consecutive calls, Jiang Chen finally put down the phone, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, and rubbed his temples.

A moment later, the phone rang again.

It was Luo Peng.

Jiang Chen answered, placing it by his ear.

"The Xiang Country police came."

Luo Peng, a bit calmer, said in a deep voice, "I told them everything that happened."

"What did they say?"

"These police officers think I don’t understand Thai, but I’ve at least learned a few words. In private, they said I was crazy and just suggested I see a doctor."

Luo Peng’s voice had an undercurrent of irrepressible anger and helplessness.

Police work relies on evidence.

The surveillance showed no trace.

The hotel unanimously claimed there was no Xia Wanqing, so the police felt it understandable to suspect Luo Peng had some mental issues.

"Just because you can’t find traces on the hotel surveillance doesn’t mean outside surveillance doesn’t exist. You couldn’t have stayed in the hotel the whole time, right? Investigate the places you’ve been; I don’t believe all traces have been erased."

Jiang Chen, looking out the window, calmly analyzed.

"Their surveillance here is all fake. Go check the street surveillance now. We went to Slim the night before last, and the staff there can prove I wasn’t alone!"

Luo Peng was grumbling, presumably to the Xiang Country police nearby, speaking in English.

Director Luo’s Thai might be lacking, but his English was still standard level 6 proficiency.

"Are you guys idiots? They’ve already colluded. What’s the point of asking them? A bunch of fools!"

Luo Peng’s emotions flared again.

Being separated by two countries, Jiang Chen could only listen from this side.

"What are you doing, let go!"

Quickly, from the other side came Luo Peng’s angry voice, presumably having a conflict with the Xiang Country police.

Equally.

Respecting the police is a basic legal obligation anywhere, let alone being a foreigner and shouting and being rude on their turf—how could they possibly remain polite?

"What are they doing?"

Jiang Chen held his temper and asked.

"Damn it, they seem to want to take me for a mental evaluation!"

"You’re not in your home country, so restrain yourself."

"I warn you not to mess around, or once my lawyer arrives, all of you will be stripped of your uniforms!"

Luo Peng, not an ordinary person, wasn’t daunted even abroad. He was both threatening and speaking hurriedly into the phone: "Jiang Chen, I strongly suspect these police officers might be in on it too..."

"Don’t get into a conflict with them, or you’ll be the one at a disadvantage."

Jiang Chen advised, saying that during the enforcement process, if you don’t cooperate and even resist strongly, getting punched or kicked a few times is quite normal and not worth it. A wise person doesn’t fight unnecessary battles—why suffer in vain?

"If I really go with them and they actually diagnose me as mentally ill and lock me up, what then?"

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