Strongest Soldier King Chapter 1313 1313: The Truth Emerges

"Using drugs or scents to guide a poisonous snake to attack isn't uncommon, it's just that these people are more skilled, and these snakes are better trained. I agree with this theory. This snake is definitely not ordinary; it can't be trained in just a day or two. We must find a way to kill it and study how it kills without even leaving a bite mark or wound," Hong ihua said, fully agreeing.

With Hong ihua's approval, Luo Zheng felt more confident and quickly went to the first-class cabin. He glanced at the unconscious target and then quietly explained the situation to the Chairman. The Chairman, upon hearing that the snake was caught, was overjoyed, nodding appreciatively at Luo Zheng. "Well done, beautifully executed. I won't interfere with the specifics; you're in charge, but I fully support your decision," he said while looking at the knocked-out target.

"Thank you, Chairman." Luo Zheng nodded in delight as he turned his eyes to the target, now icy and grim. This person had brought a snake onto an airplane to assassinate the Chairman and nearly succeeded—it was despicable. He shot a glance at Ghost Hand, who nodded in understanding and pinched a pressure point to wake the target up.

Luo Zheng looked coldly as the person slowly regained consciousness. He glanced at the Chairman from the corner of his eye and confird that the Chairman indeed had no intention of interfering. Luo Zheng moved swiftly to block in front of the Chairman to prevent a desperate attack, and said coldly, "Speak. Who are your accomplices?"

This question was sowhat leading, designed to induce doubt and panic in the person, making them think they were completely exposed. The suspect was astounded, looking around, their face changed dramatically, and tried to get up, only to be forcefully pressed back down into the chair by Ghost Hand's steel-like grip. Unable to move after a few attempts, the suspect was forced to give up and said dejectedly, "What do you want? Let go. What law have I broken?"

"What do you think?" Luo Zheng replied coldly, his sharp gaze fixed on the person, missing no detail. Seeing the fear on the suspect's face, they were truly scared, trembling all over due to excessive stress-induced muscle contraction. But Luo Zheng did not plan to let the suspect go that easily. He coldly pressed on, "Trying to assassinate the National Chairman—such a serious cri you cannot bear. Your only way out is to atone for your cris. Speak, who are your accomplices? What is the backup plan?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," the suspect said in terror, their forehead covered in cold sweat.

"If you don't confess, there's only one road left—death. Are you ready to die?" Luo Zheng asked coldly, his eyes piercing like a sword, locking onto the suspect's eyes, seeing the chaos and fear—not fake. This result puzzled Luo Zheng. Could it be that the suspect was truly unaware?

"I'll confess, I'll confess, but what do you want to say?" the suspect shouted in fear.

"Where did the box co from?" Luo Zheng asked coldly.

"It was given to by the Chairman of Yinxiang Group. I was forced," the suspect said. Upon hearing about the box, they suddenly slumped off the chair, falling to the ground, looking at Luo Zheng with a painful expression. "They forced , said if I didn't do as they demanded, they would kill my son. He's my only son; I had no choice."

"What did they demand you do?" Luo Zheng asked.

"They just said to carry the box onboard. I looked at the box, found nothing inside, thought it was okay, so I brought it. I didn't dare to report it. During boarding, soone called , told to put the box down and tie my shoelaces. I thought no harm would co to others, so I agreed and brought the box onboard," the suspect hurriedly explained in a panicked manner.

Luo Zheng's facial expression changed slightly. From the suspect's account, it seed they were coerced and used, unaware of the snake nor having any motive to assassinate. But in such pressing tis, Luo Zheng dared not rashly make this conclusion. He gave Ghost Hand a look, who understood, grabbed the suspect, and threw him into a window seat, saying coldly, "Kid, you better stay honest, or don't bla for getting rough."

"I just brought a box onboard. I had no choice," the suspect nervously explained, looking to the Chairman.

The Chairman glanced calmly at the suspect, saying nothing. This gesture left the suspect feeling hopeless, collapsing into the seat. Assassinating the National Chairman isn't a small matter; their entire family could be implicated. With that in mind, the suspect was filled with undescribable hate—hatred for the Chairman of Yinxiang Group. If it wasn't for their coercion, they wouldn't be in this situation. Quickly, they said, "I confess. I'm willing to testify. It was Yinxiang Group who forced ."

"Soone called you while boarding, but the Chairman of Yinxiang Group died three days ago. How do you explain this? What else did the person on the phone instruct? You better think carefully," Luo Zheng said coldly.

"Nothing else was instructed, but it was the voice of the Yinxiang Group Chairman, no mistake. I'd recognize that voice even turned to ash," the suspect quickly said, looking as if superstitiously swearing, terrified that Luo Zheng wouldn't believe.

Luo Zheng was taken aback, falling into deep thought. If the caller was the Chairman of Yinxiang Group, then who was the one who had committed suicide earlier? A scapegoat? A switch? Or had the Yinxiang Group Chairman pre-recorded instructions, operating from behind the scenes. If this is the case, it ans there's soone still waiting in Beijing.

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng's expression grew serious, imdiately saying, "Give your phone."

The suspect hurriedly handed over their phone. Luo Zheng passed it to Lan Xing, who nodded in understanding and began to trace the call. Everyone waited quietly, and a few minutes later, Lan Xing turned to Luo Zheng and said, "The call was indeed from the Yinxiang Group Chairman. There's no recording, so we can't confirm, but we can definitely say the voice on the call wasn't pre-recorded."

If not pre-recorded, it was a real-ti call, and the voice was indeed the Yinxiang Group Chairman—this indicates this person wasn't dead. Then who had died? Luo Zheng's expression grew grim. After thinking for a mont, his icy gaze locked onto the suspect like a blade or arrow, and he coldly questioned, "What makes you sure it was the Yinxiang Group Chairman?"

"His speech habits, a bit of Yin Country accent in his Huaxia language—no one can imitate that. I'm sure," the suspect hurriedly said.

"Inform Shi Feng to conduct a DNA test on the deceased, imdiately confirm their identity. If it's a fake, issue a nationwide manhunt for the Yinxiang Group Chairman. We must catch him. Since he is waiting for a call after the plane lands for final confirmation, I suspect he's ready to escape, possibly even at the airport," Luo Zheng said coldly, filled with endless regret and anger.

"Yes," Lan Xing quickly responded, transmitting Luo Zheng's orders via satellite.

"These bastards, I'll make sure they regret it," Luo Zheng said coldly, involuntarily clenching his fist.