Middle-aged tycoon: Twins come knocking on his door when he goes home for Chinese New Year

Dragon Kingdom.

Beijing.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The entire city had fallen into complete silence. There were hardly any people on the streets, only streetlights lit one after another, stretching into the boundless night.

In a remote commercial park outside the East Third Ring Road in Beijing, stands an unassuming gray office building.

From the outside, the building looks unremarkable; there isn't even a sign hanging at the entrance. If you were just passing by on the street, most people wouldn't give it a second glance.

But this is precisely where the headquarters of the Sky Curtain Group is located.

At 3 a.m., almost all the lights in the office building were off. Only the office on the top floor shone with an extremely faint light.

Just now.

A group of black figures silently appeared beside the wall outside the office building.

There were a total of thirty people.

They were all dressed in black, tight-fitting combat suits, wearing night vision equipment, and carrying various weapons.

This was the bio-engineered special forces team sent by the old man.

Their movements were swift and quiet. The thirty people were divided into three groups of ten.

The first group will flank the office building from the main entrance.

The second group entered through the side fire escape.

The third group first rushed down from the rooftop.

Three teams acted simultaneously, launching a comprehensive infiltration of the building from three directions.

The leader of the first group is a cyborg codenamed "Old Seven".

He approached the main entrance of the office building silently with nine men.

Two men dressed in black Tang suits stood at the door—the kind of bodyguards Bai Qianyue worked for.

At this moment, the two men in Tang suits were leaning against the door frame, their expressions alert, showing no sign of letting their guard down despite it being the early hours of the morning.

Old Seven crouched behind a bread truck not far away and observed it through night vision goggles for about ten seconds.

Then he stretched out his hand and made a very simple gesture to his subordinates behind him.

Two cyborgs simultaneously burst out from behind the van.

The speed was so fast that the two men in Tang suits didn't even have time to react.

By the time they realized someone was rushing towards them, it was too late.

The two silenced pistols fired almost simultaneously.

"Pfft, pfft."

Two very faint gunshots rang out, and the two men in Tang suits at the door fell to the ground, motionless. From the side, it looked as if they had simply crouched down suddenly.

No extra sound was made.

The main gate was opened.

The first group of ten people quickly entered the building.

Meanwhile, the second and third groups have also successfully infiltrated the building from their respective directions.

Three teams quickly searched each floor of the building.

The building has twelve floors. The first few floors are almost entirely empty offices, with no one in sight. The desks are spotless, not even a single piece of paper in sight.

Clearly, these offices are not actually used for work—they are just for show.

The real substance is at the very top level.

The twelfth floor.

When the first and second groups arrived at the twelfth floor, they found that the layout of this entire floor was completely different from the empty floors below.

There are heavy metal doors here, and several security cameras are installed in the corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a very large room, the door of which was tightly closed.

Just as the cyborg special forces were about to approach the metal door, the doors on both sides of the corridor suddenly opened at the same time.

A dozen or so men dressed in black Tang suits rushed out from inside.

Each person was holding a gun.

They opened fire as soon as they came out.

"Bang bang bang bang——"

Gunshots rang out in the corridor. Bullets struck the walls, scattering debris. Several lights in the corridor were turned off, casting the space into a flickering dim light.

The bio-engineered special forces soldiers immediately scattered to the west, quickly seeking cover, and then began their counterattack.

A fierce gunfight broke out between the two sides in the twelfth-floor corridor.

Although it was described as a gunfight, it didn't last long.

Those men in Tang suits were indeed quite skilled—their reaction speed and shooting accuracy far exceeded those of ordinary people.

But compared to these cyborgs, the gap is still too obvious.

The cyborgs' physical abilities have been enhanced with cutting-edge technology, making their reaction speed nearly twice as fast as those men in Tang suits. Moreover, their teamwork is extremely seamless; every movement and every shot is precisely calculated.

About three minutes later.

The gunfire in the corridor completely ceased.

More than a dozen men in Tang suits lay on the ground, none of them alive.

On the cyborg side, three people sustained minor injuries in the gunfight, but none of them were serious and did not affect their actions at all.

The seventh brother led his men to the metal door at the end of the corridor.

He examined it closely—the door was fitted with a very high-tech electronic lock.

It would probably take an ordinary person a very long time to open this door.

But for cyborgs, this is nothing.

A cyborg takes a small electronic device out of its backpack and connects it to an electronic lock.

The operation took about ten seconds.

"drop--"

The electronic lock is unlocked.

The metal door slowly opened.

Behind the door was an extremely spacious office.

The office contained a huge desk with several computers on it. Next to it was a large metal safe.

The safe door was open.

Inside, there were several neatly stacked folders, as well as some USB drives and hard drives.

Without lingering, Lao Qi immediately ordered his men to pack all the folders and storage devices in the safe into waterproof sealed bags. He then removed all the hard drives from the computers.

Take all the materials you can carry with you, without leaving a single one behind.

After packing up, Lao Qi contacted the evacuation vehicles waiting outside the building via communication equipment.

Thirty cyborgs evacuated the office building with remarkable speed.

From entry to evacuation, the entire operation took less than twelve minutes.

Clean and neat. No trace was left behind.

……

America.

Long Island Estate.

It's 11 p.m.

Due to the time difference between China and the United States, 3 a.m. in China is 11 p.m. in the United States.

Li Ze sat behind a huge desk in the study on the second floor of the manor. The desk lamp was on, emitting a warm yellow light.

Ruoran and her brother-in-law had already gone to bed.

The entire main building was extremely quiet; there wasn't a sound.

In front of Li Ze was an open laptop, with a video call displayed on the screen.

The image shows the old man's face.

The old man was reporting the results of the operation in the Dragon Kingdom to him.

"Boss, the operation has been successfully completed. All the core data from Sky Curtain Group's headquarters has been retrieved."

The first man's voice was very steady.

He continued his report: "During the operation, we encountered fifteen guards in Tang suits on the twelfth floor, and a brief firefight ensued. Ultimately, all of them were killed, and three of our soldiers sustained minor injuries, which do not affect our combat effectiveness."

Li Ze nodded upon hearing that the operation had gone smoothly.

"Well done. Where are the documents? Did you find what I needed?"

The first person remained silent for about two seconds on the other end of the screen.

Then he spoke: "Boss, we've finished compiling and analyzing all the data. But..."

Li Ze frowned immediately upon hearing the word "but".

"But what? Tell me first."

The first man replied, "The result was not ideal."

The old man sent the compiled analysis report to Li Ze's computer via an encrypted network.

Li Ze opened the report and carefully read through the contents page by page.

The report contains a wealth of information.

The list clearly shows all of Bai Qianyue's businesses—the number of companies she controls is astonishing. From mining to energy, from finance to technology, from healthcare to military industry, she has a presence in almost every major sector.

But what Li Ze found strange was...

In all these companies, Bai Qianyue's identity is the same—

agent.

President's representative.

In other words, she was merely someone who managed these companies on behalf of others. She was not the true owner of these companies.

The real owners of these companies are hidden behind her.

Li Ze continued scrolling down.

He wanted to see who the real bosses behind those companies were.

He discovered that all the equity relationships ultimately pointed to the same place—

There's something called "Sky Curtain Trust Fund".

This trust fund is registered in a very remote offshore country. The information of the actual controller of the trust fund is kept completely confidential.

In other words, the search ends here.

The investigation stalled at the "Sky Curtain Trust Fund".

It's like a huge wall, blocking all the view from the outside.

After finishing the report, Li Ze leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples hard. He looked at the densely packed information on the screen and shook his head helplessly.

He said something to the old man on the other end of the video:

"In other words, after all this trouble, it all comes to the same end—she's just an agent. We still don't know who's really behind her."

The first man nodded on the other end of the screen, his expression very serious.

"Yes, boss. That's certainly the case so far. No matter how we investigate, the final clues all lead back to that offshore trust fund."

Li Ze sighed.

He calculated in his mind: the businesses controlled by Bai Qianyue, when all were combined, were extremely large. Although they were still several orders of magnitude smaller than his own wealth, within the Dragon Kingdom, her scale was already among the top tier.

The problem is—none of these things belong to her.

She was just an agent.

The real boss is hiding behind the scenes, and he won't even reveal his name.

This makes things very tricky—how can you fight when you don't even know who your opponent is?

Li Ze propped his forehead with his hand, staring at the words "Sky Curtain Trust Fund" on the screen, and muttered to himself:

"Bai Qianyue, Bai Qianyue, what exactly are you hiding behind your back?"

"Where do you get so much energy from?"

"Back in college, you were just an ordinary girl from a middle-class family. How did you become like this in just eighteen years?"

These questions swirled in Li Ze's mind, but he couldn't find a single answer.

My temples started to ache slightly.

Li Ze leaned back in his chair and looked up at the huge glass window in the study.

The view outside the window is of Long Island, America, at night.

The moon hangs in the sky, its light spilling onto the distant sea, shimmering with a silvery-white luster.

Li Ze gazed at the moon, lost in thought.

He muttered something to himself under his breath:

"It seems this woman is much more difficult to deal with than I thought."

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