I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 874 - 639 Dupont

Chapter 874: 639 Dupont

Although Jiang Chen couldn’t yet regard wealth as merely a string of numbers, losing over a million truly didn’t affect his mood.

This is the world’s disparity.

Countless people toil their entire lives for mere pieces of silver, yet can’t afford to own a house in a big city.

When Jiang Chen found Lan Peizhi, she was surprisingly sitting on a yacht, sightseeing at sea with leisurely elegance.

The poor play with cars, the rich play with watches.

And the truly top-tier wealthy favored toys like yachts and private planes.

Standing on this Italian-made River yacht, Jiang Chen pondered whether he should also buy one to play around with in the future, though it wasn’t really necessary now; it was too ostentatious.

Although it wasn’t like those super yachts that could shatter the ordinary person’s worldview, this River model was still a minor goal in value.

Watching the sunset at sea was definitely a delightful enjoyment.

"What’s up?"

At the rear lounge of the boat, Lan Peizhi, unusually wearing sunglasses, made Jiang Chen involuntarily take a few more glances.

She wasn’t truly an immortal, after all.

The longer he interacted with her, the more he could sense the human side of this Blood Guanyin.

Jiang Chen sat on the U-shaped sofa, letting the sea breeze brush his face, not beating around the bush since Lan Peizhi guessed he wouldn’t visit without a good reason.

"There’s some good news and some bad news. Which would you like to hear first?"

"Good news."

Really straightforward.

Jiang Chen turned his head, not keeping her in suspense, "The two people who had contact with the Yanbian Killer, I found them."

Lan Peizhi’s smooth and fair face showed no ripples, "They weren’t alive, were they?"

Jiang Chen, who hadn’t even gotten to the bad news yet, was taken aback by her response and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

He immediately asked, "Did Brother Liao tell you?"

That was the only possibility he could think of.

"You asked Liao Xiangdong for help?"

Lan Peizhi still watched the sunset on the sea.

Jiang Chen involuntarily nodded, gradually looking astonished.

Her tone didn’t seem like she would have heard it from Liao Xiangdong.

If Liao Xiangdong hadn’t contacted her, then she must have guessed it.

How could she have guessed that?

"If Geng Long could be caught so easily, then he wouldn’t have survived till now. Even if he didn’t strike, do you think Song Chaoge would just sit idly by?"

Lan Peizhi seemed to have anticipated all this.

Jiang Chen felt inferior.

No wonder she held such a prominent position today.

Her foresight really was admirable.

"That’s right, when Brother Liao took people over, they happened to see Geng Long’s men trying to silence them. Brother Liao tried to save them, but then another team of gunmen emerged."

"Gunmen?"

Lan Peizhi tilted her head.

Looking at that face that seemed unaffected by the passage of time, Jiang Chen nodded, "Yes, it wasn’t Geng Long who killed them. Instead, his people sent to silence them died, and besides us, there’s a third party looking for those people."

Lan Peizhi fell silent.

"Who do you think it is?" Jiang Chen asked softly, looking towards the orange sea.

Lan Peizhi indeed had the capability, but it was unlikely to be her.

He had said there was no need for her to intervene, and under such circumstances, Lan Peizhi would unlikely "poke her nose into others’ affairs."

"Who do you think it is?"

Lan Peizhi countered, her voice calm.

"Two possibilities, either Vera or Song Chaoge."

"You suspect Song Chaoge, what’s your reason?"

"Hiring the Yanbian Killer for a cross-border murder, such a big deal, I believe Geng Long wouldn’t dare act alone. It must have been with Song Chaoge’s approval, or even upon his orders."

Jiang Chen spoke unhurriedly, his tone as calm as if he wasn’t the target to be eliminated.

"If those two were caught, Geng Long couldn’t escape involvement, and to permanently resolve it, he had a reason to act."

"Silencing someone is not something he would need to do himself if he always had people like Geng Long,"

Jiang Chen paused in his speech.

Facing the sinking sun, Lan Peizhi continued, "Moreover, Geng Long has already sent someone to silence others, so why should he go through the trouble himself?"

Jiang Chen’s lips moved, but before he could finish, he heard Lan Peizhi say, "Do you think Geng Long would dare to promise one thing and do another? Or, do you think Song Chaoge could predict the future and knew that Liao Xiangdong would arrive with aid so timely?"

Jiang Chen remained silent.

Although the other party did not directly give him an answer, he was gradually helping him clarify the context.

Teaching a man to fish was better than giving him a fish.

It was like the teachers in school who taught you to deduce results step by step.

By eliminating all impossibilities, the remaining answer, no matter how incredible, was the truth.

"It really was Vera’s doing."

Jiang Chen let out a breath, revealing a wry smile, "Is she that capable?"

This is Shenzhou, not abroad.

"Isn’t she your friend? Don’t you understand her?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and stated with realism, "Actually, to be precise, she’s not really a friend; I haven’t known her for long and to this day, I’m not entirely sure of her background."

Lan Peizhi fell silent.

The sun had already set into the sea, its light slowly being devoured.

"Go back and tell Miss Dupont to stop while she can, for the situation can still be managed. But if it escalates further, it may become unmanageable."

Dupont.

Jiang Chen keenly picked up on the information.

Without a doubt, Lan Peizhi was referring to Vera.

Dupont was clearly a surname.

Jiang Chen noted it down, keeping his composure, "Do you think she won’t stop?"

Lan Peizhi removed his sunglasses, "You are indeed smart, but have you considered the consequences if Miss Dupont, out of spite, really moves against Song Chaoge?"

Jiang Chen furrowed his brows.

Indeed.

He did not know her specific background, but he did have some understanding of her character.

So far, only two low-level goons had died.

Given the hitman’s ruthless style of leaving no survivors, she clearly hadn’t considered resolving the issues through regular channels.

Would killing two insignificant minnows be satisfying?

Obviously not.

If Song Chaoge was genuinely targeted and permanently remained in Haojiang, then at that time...

It must be known.

Song Chaoge was no ordinary citizen.

Jiang Chen’s expression suddenly turned solemn.

He and Song Chaoge were "neither relatives nor friends;" if something happened to the latter, it seemed unrelated to him, yet at heart, he was the one "sowing discord."

Even if he was the victim, once matters turned irrevocable, all these reasons would be futile.

Helpless?

Certainly helpless.

But such was the world.

Life was inherently unequal.

Blaming heaven and others was pointless; the only solution was to strive to climb, to reach a level where he could sit or even look down upon the adversary.

Fortunately, Lan Peizhi had reminded him.

"I’ll go find Vera immediately."

Jiang Chen stood up.

Lan Peizhi ordered to return to shore.

As soon as the yacht docked, Jiang Chen hurriedly disembarked, unable to even greet anyone.

Lan Peizhi stood on the gangway, watching the not-so-strong, even somewhat slender figure against the backdrop of the sea and sky.

Some people are born to be dealt with.

Yet, sifting gold from the sand seemed more enjoyable.