The next day.
Early morning.
News of Boke’s death from a heart attack rapidly spread.
When the New York police arrived, after thorough investigation and gathering evidence, they discovered that Boke had indeed been murdered following an "accident." Forensic examination revealed no other issues.
The direct cause of death was acute heart attack, as he failed to take his dication on ti, leading to his death. Along with Boke, his butler and two bodyguards in the house were also killed.
All three were gunshot wounds.
Fatal shots.
The New York police did not suspect anyone else.
The case was quickly closed.
Since there really wasn’t much to study here, because Boke had installed caras in the primary public areas, the video footage fully presented the entire process of the "accidental murder."
In the video.
As Boke suffered from the attack, the butler imdiately pulled out a silencer-equipped pistol and shot Boke’s two bodyguards from behind. Then, he coldly watched Boke die, refusing to give him his dication, and also had a conversation with Boke that lasted five minutes.
The content of the dialogue remains unknown.
Since the cara did not have audio functionality, one could only see the butler yelling at Boke, extrely agitated. In the end, without the dicine, Boke died in front of the butler.
The butler then sat on the sofa for half an hour.
Knelt and prayed for ten minutes.
Then wrote a "will"
explaining why he did what he did, citing Boke’s nurous misdeeds over the years as the reason for his guilt, and that his only grandson’s death from leukemia may have been God’s punishnt.
To atone,
the butler chose to end Boke’s life that night.
He also ended his own life, confessing many of Boke’s cris and providing considerable evidence, which led to the case being closed that very day.
There was no choice.
They had testimony and physical evidence.
And video evidence.
The cri evidence found was also verified to be true, everything seed so logical, and the New York police were convinced without doubt that this was the butler’s act of redemption—there was no escaping it.
Even if soone felt sothing was off,
thinking it might be soone else instructing the butler to do this, but they were already too busy. A case with an nearly perfect chain of evidence like this, one would be crazy to start doubting this and that—it’s just making trouble for oneself.
Very soon,
the investigation related to the case was leaked by the dia.
Instantaneously,
the butler beca famous; they felt this represented the self-redemption of capital. There was even a director who wanted to make a movie about it, to accuse the bloodshed of capitalism while propagating a bit of "great love and justice."
...
This matter, of course, involved Tang Qing.
Boke had repeatedly caused trouble, making things difficult for him.
If it were not for the fighters’ tily rescue twice, Chai Ren would have been dood. Tang Qing couldn’t stand by anymore watching his friend being tornted. The first ti, even his security company’s people and many Chinese employees were involved.
At one point, they could have been entirely wiped out by Mulaiel.
Last ti, Tang Qing had not held a grudge against Boke for the kidnapping.
This ti, he surfaced again.
And might be more intrusive in the future, so Tang Qing simply decided to send him on his way once and for all.
With Little Two,
the entire accident was executed flawlessly.
He turned a potentially damaging case into an act of self-redemption by the butler—simply perfect. No one would suspect Chai Ren, let alone himself, except for Chai Ren himself, of course.
Beijing.
At this point, Chai Ren was already back ho.
He just served Zhan Xi the cuisine prepared by Tang Qing’s chef, and after so lovey-dovey monts, he drove to Chai Guoqiang’s place.
It was morning in the United States.
But it was already night in Beijing.
Chai Guoqiang had finished work.
Carrying bags big and small, Chai Ren entered the villa, went upstairs, knocked on the door, and walked into Chai Guoqiang’s room, expecting a joyful surprise. Instead, he found his father with a furrowed brow, intensely staring at him.
That look.
Made Chai Ren sowhat panicked., as he put down his things and hurriedly asked, "Dad, what’s wrong?"
Chai Guoqiang shook his head.
"It’s nothing major. I just wanted to know if Tang Qing had talked to you about the mastermind behind your arrest during these past few days. Surely those African police wouldn’t have kidnapped you just for so money," Chai Guoqiang asked in a deep voice.
Chai Ren initially thought it was sothing serious and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Dad, you scared . Tang Qing did ntion it. It was Chadok trying to extort so money from , and his father, the Congressman, wanted to obtain evidence of my monetary transaction with Fuloz.
He wanted to use that as a leverage to strike against Moi. The reason, he ntioned, is because the Congressman wanted to offer a chip to soone coveting the position of President of Congo-Kinshasa, a chip against Moi," Chai Ren said with a laugh.
After Tang Qing’s clarification, he felt he wasn’t that ’ignorant’ anymore.
Chai Guoqiang still furrowed his brows, took a deep breath, and asked, "Then do you know, during this mine sale, that Congressman had taken the lead, helping an Arican company secure lots of mineral deposits?"
Upon hearing this,
Chai Ren casually said, "What about it? For this incident, at least half of Congo’s Congress mbers were involved, splitting the interests; it’s quite normal."
"That company is called Maipu Mining," Chai Guoqiang said. Without waiting for Chai Ren to react, he continued, "The forr CEO of this company was the sa person who wanted you dead last ti—Boke."
"What?"
Chai Ren imdiately stood up.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across his face. He wasn’t a fool. With Chai Guoqiang’s hint, he imdiately understood that Boke might very well have been involved, and if so, things made sense.
"Dad, how did you know?" Chai Ren suddenly asked.
Chai Guoqiang laughed a little. "It’s not really a secret. Our employees there found out." Congo-Kinshasa, such an unstable country, is filled with intelligence traffickers and militants.
Information can be bought with money.
But Chai Guoqiang would never explicitly tell Chai Ren that.
After listening, Chai Ren’s face looked unusual, his mind spinning rapidly.
Since this matter might be related to Boke, then why hadn’t Tang Qing ntioned this possibility, instead definitively stating it was the Congressman who wanted the ’sacrifice’ chip?
But his father wouldn’t ntion this without a reason.
If ntioned,
then Boke couldn’t be irrelevant.
"Dad, what are you trying to say? Are you saying Tang Qing hasn’t told everything? Maybe he overlooked this matter, or maybe it really has nothing to do with Boke," Chai Ren expressed his doubt.
Seeing that Chai Ren only knew this much, Chai Guoqiang made a basic judgnt. He thought for a mont, Chai Guoqiang couldn’t help but give a wry smile; he, this old fox, was almost deceived, truly, The waves behind drive on those before.
"Boke died last night in the United States," Chai Guoqiang said.
"What, Boke is dead?" Chai Ren exclaid in shock.
"Yes, the direct cause was a sudden heart attack, but it can also be said to be a murder. His butler watched him die, deciding he had done too much evil and wanted to repent together. In the end, all the witnesses are dead, the evidence is conclusive, videos and a suicide note are proof, and the New York police have closed the case."
Chai Guoqiang said it all in one breath.
Chai Ren was stunned by the news.
Because, given the earlier events, Boke’s death was too suspicious.
A few minutes later,
Chai Ren suddenly looked up and said, "Dad, do you suspect it’s related to Tang Qing?"
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. I’m telling you this just so you’re aware. This sly fox, almost outwitted if I hadn’t had soone keep an eye on things," Chai Guoqiang said helplessly.
...
Chai Ren’s mind was now a chaotic ss.
Feeling a bit overwheld.
"If it really was Tang Qing or his friend who did it, then why? What’s the reason?" Chai Ren asked curiously.
"In these past dangerous situations, haven’t you always called Tang Qing?" Chai Guoqiang asked with a smile.
"Yes."
Chai Ren nodded, unsure what his father was getting at.
Chai Guoqiang then asked, "Now let ask you, what do you think Tang Qing is most afraid of?"
Chai Ren was taken aback.
What Tang Qing is most afraid of.
It seed he really didn’t know what Tang Qing feared; even when he last saw his father and t so many influential people, there seed to be no change in expression, no restraint at all, fearing nothing...
Wait, Tang Qing seed most afraid of trouble.
"Trouble?" Chai Ren ventured cautiously.
Chai Guoqiang gave him a look of ’Teachable Child’.
He nodded, "Yes, he’s afraid of trouble, very afraid of trouble. He likes everything simple and straightforward, always preferring to solve things with money rather than getting his hands dirty. In business, that’s why he established Sky Eye.
It’s the sa in his personal life, travels with bodyguards, has servants at ho, likes to delegate everything. To prevent Boke from targeting you again and causing him trouble, what would he do?"
"Permanently resolve the trouble," Chai Ren blurted out.
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