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Chapter 691 - 547 Goal-done

Chapter 691: 547 Goal-done

"Mr. Cui, we meet again."

The Prosecution Office.

Che Changmin set down a cup of tea and pushed it across.

"The last time I saw you, Mr. Prosecutor Che, it must have been four or five years ago. At that time, you were still working in Gwangju and hadn’t been transferred to Seoul."

Cui Zaiye spoke with a calm smile.

"Mr. Cui has a good memory."

Che Changmin sat down.

Cui Zaiye picked up the teacup, "Mr. Prosecutor Che is looking for me, what’s the matter? As you know, I’m quite busy and I’m afraid I don’t have much time."

"Understood."

Che Changmin was friendly as he spoke, "Then I’ll cut to the chase. A few days ago, there was a riot. Over a hundred thugs disregarded the law and indulged in a reckless bloodbath, resulting in a significant number of casualties."

"Oh?"

Cui Zaiye, who had been sipping his tea, looked surprised as he raised an eyebrow, "Really? I haven’t heard about this."

"Mr. Cui is a prominent figure in Seoul. How could you not have heard about something this big?"

"Heh, I’m just a simple businessman. What I think about every day is how to run my company well and make more contributions to society. Mr. Prosecutor Che should understand, the amount I donate to welfare institutions every year is not insignificant. For this, I’m completely devoted; I don’t dare slack off for fear that if something goes wrong on my part, those poor people won’t receive aid and will go hungry and cold. Where would I have the spare energy to worry about unrelated matters?"

Holding his teacup, Cui Zaiye spoke slowly, "Regarding what Mr. Prosecutor Che just mentioned, I truly haven’t heard about it."

Che Changmin smiled amiably.

"Mr. Cui claims to know nothing about this, yet why do many of the thugs we have arrested seem to be acquainted with you? Mr. Cui could you explain that?"

"Acquainted with me?"

Cui Zaiye’s expression suddenly became serious; he put down his teacup and spoke with thinly veiled anger, "That is a complete slander. I, Cui Zaiye, conduct myself in an upright and honest manner. How could I possibly have any links with these criminals? Mr. Prosecutor Che, you must investigate thoroughly."

Che Changmin’s smile didn’t waver.

Work in this field long enough, and you’ll realize something.

The real best actors are never on TV.

The higher the status of the person, the better their performance.

Just like the Cui Zaiye sitting before me.

His portrayal was exquisite, penetratingly deep, resembling a lawful and upright businessman.

"Mr. Cui, we invited you here to clear things up. Since Mr. Cui states he does not know them, then please answer me one question: why do many of these thugs belong to your company or to companies you’ve invested in?"

Cui Zaiye didn’t change his expression and quickly responded, "Mr. Prosecutor Che, you’ve never been in business. There are so many companies I invest in, so many industries I run, I’m not even clear on all of them myself, let alone the employees. Many I have never even met before. Are you saying that if they commit crimes, I should be responsible? Our country’s law doesn’t have the concept of collective punishment, does it?"

"Of course not."

Che Changmin had been mentally prepared.

If he were that easy to deal with, the crime syndicate leader sitting in front of him wouldn’t still be at large.

"Mr. Cui, don’t get agitated, I’m just trying to understand the situation."

Cui Zaiye stopped smiling and watched the prosecutor who was very likely to advance further in his career.

"Am I agitated?"

Che Changmin pursed his lips.

"Mr. Prosecutor Che, any other questions? If not, I need to leave. I have a social engagement soon."

"Then I won’t keep Mr. Cui from his work."

Che Changmin didn’t make it difficult and stood up gracefully, politely extending his hand.

But Cui Zaiye seemed not to see it and pulled back his chair, ignoring the gesture.

"He’s too arrogant, Mr. Prosecutor Che, why not detain him?"

The assistant was indignant as he watched Cui Zaiye leave calmly.

"How to detain him?"

"According to procedure, we can hold him for at least twenty-four hours to knock down his arrogance!"

Che Changmin remained composed.

"If we had held him any longer, we would have soon received a phone call demanding his release."

The assistant turned his head.

"The root of spreading darkness is never darkness itself. Darkness is not to be feared. What’s truly terrifying is when dark clouds obscure the sun."

The assistant was stunned.

"Interrogate those thugs, one by one."

Che Changmin left.

Outside the Prosecution Office.

A subordinate respectfully opened the car door.

Cui Zaiye, having emerged unscathed, bent down and got into the car.

"Boss, did that Che guy give you any trouble?"

With two cars front and back, guarding Cui Zaiye in the middle,

"He doesn’t have the capability."

Cui Zaiye’s demeanor was no longer as pleasant as in the Prosecution Office, his gaze was cold and mocking.

"This Che really doesn’t know what’s good for him. Boss, should we...?"

The subordinate’s tone hinted at violence.

"He’s offended so many people. Do you know why he’s still alive? Because everyone is waiting for someone else to make a move. Do you want me to be the blade?"

The subordinate immediately fell silent.

"Make sure those inside keep their mouths shut tight. I’ll take good care of their families."

Cui Zaiye’s tone was unfathomable.

The subordinate didn’t feel warmth but rather a chill.

"Understood."

Nonhyeon-dong.

One of Seoul’s leading wealthy districts, on par with Cheongdam-dong and Gangnam, gathering upper-middle-income residents, with many film companies also located there.

Three black Mercedes stopped in front of a luxurious villa.

The driver got out and respectfully opened the door.

Cui Zaiye stepped out of the car and walked toward the villa.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

The villa door opened.

A middle-aged woman dressed like a housekeeper looked out and then respectfully called out, "Mr. Cui."