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There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Did he ask whose intention it was?

"no."

Shen Zhuo suppressed his anger.

"He told me his conditions and then left."

"Where is the Lu family?"

"It wasn't mentioned at all from beginning to end."

The man on the phone tapped the table twice lightly.

"Your business tonight is over."

Shen Zhuo frowned.

"What do you mean?"

The other party offered no explanation.

"You don't need to get involved in the rest."

Shen Zhuo stared at the darkened screen, his expression growing increasingly grim.

……

underground garage.

The elevator doors opened.

Qin Feng was already waiting by the car.

"Mr. Chen, there are no abnormalities on the perimeter."

"Where's Shen Zhuo's file?"

"It's already under investigation."

Qin Feng opened the car door for Chen Mo.

"He is the legal representative of Hanyue Investment, which has a scale of less than 10 billion yuan. In recent years, he has participated in several local industrial funds."

"The Shen family is the one we really need to pay attention to."

"However, there is currently no evidence to prove that the Shen family elders were directly involved in tonight's events."

Chen Mo sat in the back seat.

Wei Shan then got into the passenger seat.

The vehicle started and slowly drove out of the garage.

"Let's go back to the beginning."

Chen Mo said.

The meeting at the Chang'an Club didn't provide many answers, but Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry.

Once news from Spain arrives, Feng Kai's silence will naturally be broken.

When the time comes, he can put Shen Zhuo's line together with the overseas platform, and sooner or later he will find the intersection between the two.

The convoy had just exited the underpass.

Chen Mo's phone suddenly vibrated.

The caller was Zhao Qiang.

He pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Chen..."

Zhao Qiang's voice changed.

The voice was hurried and hoarse, interspersed with chaotic footsteps and shouts from the crowd.

"What's wrong?"

There was a momentary pause on the other end of the phone.

"Feng Kai jumped off a building."

Chen Mo seemed not to understand, and his hand holding the phone stopped at his ear.

Only the low rumble of the engine remained inside the car.

"What did you say?"

"Feng Kai jumped from the office building's public terrace."

Zhao Qiang repeated it with difficulty.

"The ambulance just arrived."

"The person... should be gone."

Chen Mo's mind went blank for a moment.

Yesterday, Feng Kai was still sitting in the conference room, insisting that he knew nothing.

He refused to hand over his personal cell phone, avoiding all sensitive questions.

That's not someone who has given up on living.

After a moment, Chen Mo came to his senses: "Zhao Qiang, don't touch the scene."

"Make everyone in the company cooperate with the police."

"Has his personal cell phone been found?"

"The phone was nearby, the screen was broken, and the police just sealed it off. No one from the company touched it."

"What about the surveillance footage?"

It's being adjusted.

Zhao Qiang's voice was still trembling.

"Mr. Chen, I've arranged for two people to keep an eye on him outside."

"We don't have the authority to prevent him from leaving; we can only have someone follow him."

Around seven o'clock, he said he wanted to be alone and went to the public rest area.

"Then my personal cell phone rang."

"After he finished the phone call, he suddenly walked towards the balcony."

"His men sensed something was wrong and were just about to go over..."

Zhao Qiang did not continue speaking.

The result is self-evident.

"When did that phone call come from?"

"7:17".

7:17.

At that time, Chen Mo had just sat down opposite Shen Zhuo.

The two events occurred at the same minute.

Someone was testing his reaction.

Meanwhile, Feng Kai received his last phone call and fell from the office building.

The last vestige of calm in Chen Mo's eyes vanished completely.

He originally thought that the other party was just using Xu Xiang's past problems to create an opening in Tai Chu's case.

The competition for funds, customers, management scale, and even using investigations to force Taichu to withdraw from certain areas, all still fall under the category of competition between capital.

Chen Mo was ready to retaliate.

But unexpectedly, the other side dared to put a human life on the chessboard as well.

"it is good."

He hung up the phone.

The phone was held in the palm of my hand, and the casing made a slight crackling sound.

Wei Shan looked in the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Chen."

"I'm fine."

Chen Mo closed his eyes.

The anger that had been building up in my chest did not diminish; instead, it became even clearer.

He recalled the arrangements he had made before leaving the beginning.

Zheng Yalan and her son have been found.

Investigate their residences, sources of funding, and contacts.

If Feng Kai remained silent, he had originally planned to use this information to break down the other party's psychological defenses.

This path has not truly begun yet.

Feng Kai is dead.

What could possibly make someone who was just trying to protect themselves suddenly head to the balcony after a phone call?

Chen Mo opened his eyes again.

"Qin Feng."

"exist."

"Contact Antoine."

"Tell him that he no longer needs to worry about alerting the target."

"Immediately confirm the safety of Zheng Yalan and her child."

"If they are being held captive, rescue them first."

Qin Feng immediately took out his encrypted phone.

"clear."

The convoy accelerated into the night.

……

8:05 PM.

The building where Taichu was located was already surrounded by people.

Police cars and ambulances were parked near the entrance.

Financial reporters who were originally waiting downstairs all gathered around after hearing the news, and nearby passersby also took photos with their mobile phones across the police cordon.

Qin Feng contacted the personnel on site in advance.

The convoy entered through an underground entrance, avoiding the cameras outside.

The elevator arrived at the Taichu floor.

The moment the door opened, a suffocating atmosphere rushed out.

The young woman at the front desk sat in a chair, her eyes red.

Several employees gathered on both sides of the corridor, but no one spoke.

Police have cordoned off the meeting room, public rest area, and corridor leading to the terrace where Feng Kai stayed.

Zhao Qiang stood outside the cordon.

He saw Chen Mo and quickly walked over.

In less than an hour, he looked like he had suddenly aged several years.

"Mr. Chen."

Where are they?

"downstairs."

Zhao Qiang's lips moved slightly.

"Emergency medical personnel have confirmed the death."

Chen Mo paused for a moment.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass at the end of the corridor, you can see the flashing police lights below.

He didn't go over to look.

The dead can no longer answer questions.

The most important thing now is to figure out who exactly led him to that point.

"What did the police say?"

"Initially being investigated as an unnatural death."

"The surveillance footage shows that he entered the terrace alone, without anyone else following him."

"The source of that phone call is still under investigation."

Zhao Qiang handed over a photo of a transparent evidence bag.

Inside was a folded piece of paper.

"This was found in the inside pocket of his suit."

"The police have just launched an operation."

The paper bears Feng Kai's handwriting.

At the very bottom is his signature and fingerprint.

The content is not long.

He admitted to using his position to send the trading list of Taichu No. 4 to external accounts.

They also admitted to receiving a total of one million yuan.

However, the following sentences point the way in a different direction.

Feng Kai claimed that the abnormal accounts were not found by him personally.

The decision to leak the deal was not made by him alone.

After Xu Xiang joined Taichu, he required some of his former subordinates to retain external accounts in order to establish positions in advance and test the market's capacity to absorb them.

The management of Taichu was aware of this.

The related proceeds will ultimately be distributed through overseas consulting fees.

The suicide note ended with:

After the incident came to light, the company demanded that I take full responsibility.

I have let my family down and I am powerless to face the consequences.

I will take full responsibility for all the mistakes.

After looking at the photos, Chen Mo remained silent for a long time.

The words appear to be a confession.

In reality, it filled in a complete link between Xu Xiang, the management of Taichu Group, and overseas funds.

A living Feng Kai can be questioned, his testimony can be repeatedly verified, and he may also overturn his own statement in the face of evidence.

A handwritten suicide note left by a dead person is more likely to be believed by everyone.

"Mr. Chen."

Zhao Qiang's voice was strained.

"This isn't true."

"Mr. Xu has never asked anyone to retain external accounts."

"Tai Chu did not use overseas consulting fees to distribute profits."

"I know."

Chen Mo returned the phone to him.

The problem is, are others willing to believe it?

A lawyer strode over from the other side of the police line.

"Mr. Chen, the police need Mr. Zhao and the people who participated in the internal questioning tonight to cooperate in taking notes."

"In addition, they will legally access the company's access control, surveillance, and communication data."

"Complete cooperation."

Chen Mo said.

"No one may delete, modify, or move a file without permission."

"clear."

The lawyer did not leave immediately.

"There's one more thing."

His face looked extremely pale.

"The public opinion monitoring department just discovered that Feng Kai's suicide note has appeared online."

Zhao Qiang suddenly raised his head.

"The suicide note was just found on him. Who leaked it?"

"Not a photo from the scene."

The lawyer handed over the tablet.

"It's a scanned copy."

8:12 PM.

A financial media outlet published an article.

The title is only one line long.

Taichu employee falls to his death, leaving behind handwritten materials accusing a private equity firm of insider trading worth hundreds of billions.

The scanned copy of the suicide note attached to the article is clean and complete.

There was no evidence bag, nor any angles or shadows left from the on-site photography.

It is clear that the suicide note had been copied before Feng Kai fell to his death.

Immediately afterwards, a second and a third media outlet began to reprint the story.

Several pre-prepared analytical articles were launched simultaneously.

Some people have analyzed the relationship between Xu Xiang and Taichu No. 4.

Some have questioned why Taichu's management was able to complete multiple transactions ahead of the market.

Some have also suggested that there may be a "mysterious controller who is surprisingly young" behind the Primordial One.

Zhao Qiang stared at the constantly refreshing page, his face drained of color.

"They were prepared long ago."

"From the moment Feng Kai wrote that piece of paper, press releases, analytical articles, and distribution channels all began to wait."

Chen Mo stared at the suicide note.

My phone vibrated again.

A new notification appears at the top of the screen.

The Mysterious Primordial II Emerges: Who is Controlling the 50 Billion Yuan Special Fund?