This of course was not a warning.
It was just that the few people in front were quite displeasing to the eye.
Previously in the hotel, when these people had appeared before the fighters, their information had flashed before Tang Qing’s eyes. It was collected by the fighters who had infiltrated the African police force. It wasn’t absolutely comprehensive, but it was detailed nonetheless.
There was no helping it.
These Africans were naturally skilled at ’boasting’—a talent they mastered without a teacher. They enjoyed shooting the breeze in groups, chatting idly as if it was the only way to get through the day.
What they had done before.
Once they drank alcohol, they liked to show off how capable they were, especially to their peers whom they regarded as equals. They even took pleasure in discussing obviously illegal and derelict acts.
Therefore.
Gathering relevant information here was simple for the fighters—all it took was a few invitations to als. It was precisely this ’high-efficiency’ approach that made information gathering particularly convenient for them.
And because of this.
The fighters, adept at ’listening’, had a wide network among the local grassroots.
After reviewing the information.
Tang Qing had co to know all there was to know about the impulsiveness of the people in the car ahead.
However, the saying goes ’leave so breathing room’.
Killing them outright was too unsophisticated, plus it had to fit with ’reality’.
So, the collision happened.
It was partly to vent anger, avenge the bullied Chinese, and primarily to draw the attention of higher-ups in Congo Gold. This operation was a covert one, not ant to see the light of day.
Once it ca to light.
The current planners would not be able to handle it.
"Tang Yi, have soone contact Moi and ntion Chai Ren’s matter, also book Chai Ren a plane ticket for this afternoon." Tang Qing commanded. This matter would be better concluded by Moi.
Chai Ren really was no longer suitable to stay here.
Next.
It was a competition among various parties.
"Yes, Commander."
...
Inside the Presidential Palace.
Moi was pacing back and forth in his office.
His son had been arrested, and as a father, he couldn’t help but worry. However, Congo Gold followed the Western system of a tripartite governnt structure. Despite being the President, he could not interfere with or command the Supre Court at will.
This clearly didn’t follow standard procedure.
With so manipulation behind the scenes.
No adherence to standard procedures was necessary.
The Supre Court stated that they had arrested him; the reason was simple—Fuloz endangered public safety, thus the Supre Court bypassed the Congo Gold Police Departnt and proceeded directly with the prosecution process.
This maneuver.
Even Moi was stunned by it.
On reviewing Congo Gold’s Supre Court regulations, it seed there really was such a protocol, although the conditions for its application were stringent. Nevertheless, his son had forcefully been ’qualified’ under these conditions.
The Supre Court’s justification was mainly based on three points.
First, the established fact of injury, causing significant casualties.
Second, the suspect planned to flee the country.
Third, the suspect had not surrendered voluntarily.
All three conditions were t, which allowed the Supre Court to act directly. Moi was powerless, as theoretically, the panel of Supre Court justices could dismiss the President, although no such event had ever occurred.
Moreover, the flaw was obvious.
That was the first point.
The matter, being one of engineering quality, was the fault of the contractor. Fuloz rely took so bribes, not even the most among many; most of the bribe-takers were various approval departnts.
Fuloz couldn’t even be considered an accessory.
But the Supre Court insisted that despite knowing the contractor’s substitution of inferior materials, Fuloz still manipulated the situation, and thus they judged it as a deliberate endangernt of public safety. As for the other departnts that took money, they were rely coerced by Fuloz.
As for how he coerced.
It goes without saying.
It was definitely his presidential status.
Coercion?
Moi scoffed.
They didn’t claim coercion when taking the money.
His main concern now wasn’t just to extract Fuloz quickly but to identify the mastermind behind the scenes. Otherwise, any rash actions of his own could beco points of attack against him.
Currently, the entire dam was under lockdown.
His people couldn’t get in, and Moi was skeptical whether the dam collapse was indeed a quality issue, as everything was too bizarre, happened too quickly, and had too many human traces.
At that mont.
"Dudu dudu..."
The phone rang.
Moi glanced at the number, didn’t recognize it, but it was clearly not an unimportant person; the call had co through on his personal number, known by very few.
"Hello." Moi answered the phone.
"President Moi, there’s sothing you should know. Chai Ren was just taken away by your police, and I don’t think that was your intention, was it?" The voice on the phone was blunt.
But Moi didn’t care anymore.
What he cared about was,
that soone was ssing around right under his nose.
The Supre Court of Congo Gold wasn’t under his jurisdiction, but the police system was entirely under the governnt of Congo Gold, which ant under his presidency. To receive such blatant disrespect now, who was so bold?
"When did this happen?" Moi asked with a grim face.
This unhealthy trend,
must be stopped.
He couldn’t let anyone think he was easy to bully.
"Fifteen minutes ago."
"I’ll handle it, don’t worry." Moi didn’t care to know who was on the other end, but it had to be a friend of Fuloz, otherwise, they wouldn’t be helping Chai Ren.
"That’s good, goodbye."
With that,
the other party hung up.
Listening to the dial tone,
Moi didn’t care whether the other party was polite or not, getting Chai Ren out was more important.
After thinking about it,
Moi made a phone call.
"Labulin, your n just captured a Chinese investor. Investigate this matter imdiately; he must not be hard in any way. Release him as quickly as possible."
He wouldn’t dare to speak this way to anyone else, but for Chai Ren, he dared. Moi didn’t believe Labulin was involved either.
The person on the other end was taken aback.
What situation?
"Mr. President, I was unaware of this. Rest assured, I’ll find him and explain everything to you, but if it was Waite’s n, this might not be so simple," Labulin said softly. He was the head of the entire Congo Gold Police Departnt, a staunch supporter of Moi.
Moi also thought of this.
However, he couldn’t figure out Waite’s motive for doing this. Targeting Fuloz, Waite might have been behind the scenes, but Chai Ren? Unless Waite had gone mad, it was impossible for him to target Chai Ren.
"You handle this first, I’ll talk to Waite," Moi said,
Labulin imdiately responded, "Alright, I’ll investigate right away."
After hanging up the phone,
Moi hesitated for a mont.
Then he called Waite.
Waite, the most likely candidate for the next presidency of Congo Gold and one of the current vice presidents, had a strong military background and ca from a powerful family.
Moi had to confirm whether this incident was related to Waite.
Making a move on Chai Ren
didn’t seem to align with Waite’s interests in Moi’s view.
Sure enough,
upon hearing this,
Waite was also shocked.
"What? Soone captured the Chinese investor involved in this mineral transaction? What’s going on?" Waite was a bit panicked. He knew Chai Ren’s identity to so extent; if sothing happened here,
it would be awkward for him in the future.
If he were to visit Huaxia later or seek any assistance loans from Huaxia, it would be difficult to even bring it up.
This was sothing any African country would be extrely cautious about. In any struggle, do not implicate Huaxia’s major businessn, otherwise, it would be embarrassing to face each other later.
"I’m not sure either, I have Labulin investigating it now, and he will release him as soon as possible," Moi said.
"Right, release him. I’ll also give Labulin a call. We can’t involve a Chinese businessman at this ti," Waite also didn’t believe Chai Ren had committed any cris.
"Good, regarding the matter with Fuloz," Moi added.
Moi was destined to be a thing of the past.
He had already lost the qualification to compete.
Waite didn’t play mysterious and shook his head denying, "I’m also sorry about Fuloz’s matter. There is a lot of evidence against him now being gathered by the Supre Court, and it wasn’t my doing. However, the dam collapse indeed caused a lot of casualties."
What he implied,
was that Fuloz was already tainted. The fact that people died was true, and that Fuloz took money behind the scenes was also true, making it impossible for him to co out clean.
"I understand," Moi said sowhat dejectedly.
At the sa ti, his mind was even more curious about who initiated this drama.
After the two hung up the phone,
Waite also called Labulin, insisting that he ensure Chai Ren was unhard and release him imdiately. His tone was quite stern, but Labulin was relieved that it wasn’t the big shots fighting.
With the agreent of these two big shots,
he had no more concerns.
He made a series of phone calls and scolded everyone, since none of the departnts had planned to capture Chai Ren.
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