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Chapter 1386 Undercurrents in the Ancient Castle
Chapter 1387 Undercurrents in the Ancient Castle

Nighttime on the upper reaches of the Zangwei River.

The abandoned Ross family castle.

The colossal skeletons on the cliff edge cast twisted and grotesque shadows in the pale moonlight.

The wind blows through the collapsed tower.

It stirred up dust and the smell of decay.

The river water churned in the abyss below.

The only relatively intact main hall in the castle.

The dome soars high.

The murals are peeling and crumbling.

It depicts long-forgotten conquests and plunder.

A few low-powered emergency lights struggled to emit a dim, yellowish light in the corner.

It barely dispelled a small patch of the dense darkness.

Instead, it made the huge oak table in the center of the hall, covered in dust and cracks, appear even more sinister.

Qin Hao sat alone at one end of the long table.

The dark gray cashmere sweater almost blended into the shadows in the dim light.

Only the square white dressing on the forehead.

In dim light, it exudes a cold, hard, war-damaged feel.

There was a glass of water in front of him, the surface of which remained completely still.

Reflected in his calm, deep eyes.

Unconsciously, fingertips tapped lightly on the cold wooden tabletop.

It emitted a barely audible sound.

The countdown-like "tick-tock" sound.

Footsteps.

From far to near.

The hard soles of the shoes trod on the broken stone slabs and thick layers of dust.

It emits a clear and regular "click" sound.

It carried a deliberate composure and a sense of oppression.

Jacob Finn appeared at the entrance to the hall.

Like a ghost emerging from the darkest corner of Wall Street.

A perfectly tailored, expensive dark blue three-piece suit.

It was spotless, completely out of place in this dilapidated environment.

Her short, golden hair was meticulously combed, gleaming coldly in the dim light.

His face could be described as handsome, but his gray eyes...

There was no warmth, only the scrutiny and indifference of a pure, precise instrument scanning its prey.

A perfectly standard, professional smile played on his lips.

It doesn't give you any warmth, only a chilling cold.

Behind him followed two burly men, also dressed in suits and with expressionless faces.

He scanned every dark corner of the hall.

"Mr. Qin."

Finn's voice rang out as he read out a dull financial report.

"I have long admired my name."

"It is my honor to meet in such a historically rich place."

Her movements were impeccably elegant, firmly locking onto Qin Hao.

Qin Hao slowly raised his head, but did not get up.

A condescending scrutiny.

"Mr. Finn."

Qin Hao's words pierced through the mournful wind of the ancient castle.

“Blackstone sent you, you hyena.”

"They want to gnaw on the poisonous bone that is the 'Devil's Throat'."

"Or do you still want to clean up that dead dog Declan's corpse?"

"Mr. Finn has come from afar."

"It can't be to explore Zangway's history."

"Blackstone's interest in 'Devil's Throat'."

"It seems to have never diminished."

"interest?"

Finn let out a very slight chuckle.

"Mr. Qin has misunderstood."

"Blackstone's control over resources that it cannot control."

"Never interested."

"We are only interested in value."

"Especially undervalued or soon-to-be-destroyed values."

His pale pupils locked onto Qin Hao.

"for example."

"The Qin Group's seemingly brilliant performance in the 'Devil's Throat' project."

"A future that is actually entangled in highly toxic substances and astronomical debt."

Place your hands on the table with your fingers interlaced.

The blue veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible beneath his pale skin.

"Mr. Qin."

"You are an excellent chess player."

"Initial results have been achieved in pollution control."

"Rare metal mining has commenced."

"The construction of the new city is in full swing, and they even used a monument to win people's hearts."

"Skilled and bold."

Finn's tone was filled with nauseating admiration.

"pity."

"You've made a fatal mistake."

"The cost and time required for cleaning up highly toxic substances were underestimated."

"The short-term liquidity of rare metals has been overestimated."

"It has further strained the cash flow of the Qin Group."

"The foundation of your seemingly magnificent empire has long been hollowed out."

"Like this ancient castle."

"Its exterior is ferocious, but its interior is rotten and decaying."

Finn is like cold venom.

Inject air slowly and clearly.

Short selling in the European market.

"Just an appetizer."

"tomorrow."

"The world's three major rating agencies will simultaneously downgrade Qin Group's corporate credit rating to 'junk' status."

"Your ingenious financing leverage."

"It will instantly become the rope that strangles you."

"The shareholders of Deep Blue Mining and Earth Healing have begun to waver."

"What they need is a stable return."

"Instead of falling into the abyss with you."

A cruel and shrewd glint flashed in Finn's grey eyes.

"Do you think you can silence the gossip by using the names of those miners from Sanka?"

"Do not."

"Mr. Qin."

"The world of capital."

"They only care about cold, hard numbers and bloody profits."

Finn admired Qin Hao's face.

Appreciate the prey's final composure.

"Now."

"Blackstone is willing to provide a solution."

"A way to make a graceful exit."

"At the same time, the opportunity to retain some core assets."

Finn's voice carried a seductive, almost condescending quality.

"At 60% of the market valuation."

"Acquire the entire 'Devil's Throat' project and all related technology patents."

"The Qin family can retain some of the non-core real estate businesses of Xincheng."

"This is the final act of mercy."

"Mr. Qin."

"otherwise."

Finn didn't finish speaking.

He simply spread out his pale palms.

The silent threat pressed down heavily, like a cold iron curtain.

Outside the ancient castle, the wind howled, carrying the mournful cries of countless departed souls.

Qin Hao finally raised his head.

The firelight danced in Qin Hao's eyes.

No anger.

There was no rebuttal.

He didn't even look at Finn's disgusting face.

Qin Hao's gaze passed over Finn.

Cast your gaze into the shadows deep within the castle, swallowed by darkness.

Seems to be waiting for something.

"otherwise?"

Qin Hao's voice finally rang out.

"otherwise."

"Like at the celebration, do it again, right in front of my heart?"

Finn's gray pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

A crack appeared on his face.

This time!

Deep within the ancient castle.

A corner completely shrouded in shadow.

Suddenly, a very faint "click" sound, like metal rubbing together, came from the air!

Followed by.

A blinding red laser beam.

Like the gaze of death.

Piercing through the darkness without warning.

Absolutely precise.

It was firmly fixed on Qin Hao's brow!
A cold red dot.

In the dim light.

It was as blinding as the signal for the gates of hell to open!

"otherwise."

A mechanical, emotionless electronic synthesized voice.

It rang out from the depths of the shadows.

He answered Qin Hao's question.

"You will forever lose the right to play this game." Killing intent!
Naked killing intent!
Instantly, the icy water, as if it were solid, filled the entire castle hall!

The flames in the fireplace seemed to have dimmed a bit.

Finn's initial surprise was instantly replaced by a cruel, all-knowing smile. He looked at Qin Hao with a composed expression.

It was as if they were admiring the last struggle of a trapped beast.

Qin Hao's body.

The instant the laser red dot locks onto the center of the forehead.

He tensed up almost imperceptibly for a moment.

But only for a moment.

He didn't even blink.

His eyes, however, did not hold fear, but rather a furious rage.

Qin Hao's hand rested on the table, his knuckles slightly white from the force he exerted.

At this critical moment, when the air seemed to freeze!
"Ah."

A very soft, cold sneer.

It escaped from Qin Hao's thin lips.

That laughter was filled with contempt and an almost insane confidence!

Qin Hao slowly turned his head.

The gaze is no longer directed at the shadows.

Instead, it pierced straight into Finn's gray eyes, which he thought he had everything under control!

"Mr. Finn."

"You think you're targeting the Qin family's cash flow?"

Is this the future of 'Devil's Throat'?

Qin Hao's gaze, seemingly both smiling and piercing, was like a knife, as if he wanted to dissect Finn's very soul!

"you are wrong."

"The one you really want to snipe."

"It's my 'weakness'."

It pierced through Finn.

He looked into a distant, empty place that instantly sent chills down Finn's spine.

"pity."

"My 'weakness'."

For the first time, Qin Hao displayed an almost gentle coldness.

"Now."

"It's probably dancing on your 'heart' right now."

at the same time.

Zangwe New Town.

The core computer room of Qin Group headquarters.

Inside a huge ring-shaped space.

Rows of server racks shimmered with a deep blue light.

Like the heart of a steel forest.

A low hum is the only background noise here.

Abdul Al-Alia sat in front of the central control console.

They were no longer wearing the white lab coat.

It wasn't a formal evening gown either.

Instead, he was dressed in a light black tracksuit.

Her long hair was neatly tied into a high ponytail.

She wore a pair of specially made tactical glasses on her nose, with fine data streams flowing along the edges of the lenses.

The lens reflected a waterfall of complex code and financial data streams.

Fingers flying.

Type out dazzling afterimages on the virtual keyboard.

It was so fast it made the wind howl!

His amber eyes gleamed with excitement behind his glasses.

The brilliance of a top predator.

"Aria!"

"Finn's offshore fund 'Vulture's Nest'."

"Core node coordinates locked!"

"It's located in the physical isolation zone on the third basement level of the Zurich vault!"

Charlie's excited voice came through the headset.

Charlie was in another room providing data support with his technical team.

"Roger that!"

Arya's voice was frighteningly calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

My fingertips traced a path across the virtual keyboard.

A series of extremely complex events.

It incorporates the Predator Intelligence Network.

The instructions analyzed by the Qin family's financial team were generated instantly.

An invisible arrow.

Penetrate multiple virtual firewalls.

Shoot it toward the distant Ryusei!
on the screen.

The huge red orb representing the "Vulture's Nest" fund pool began to flash violently!
Countless golden lines representing the flow of funds began to twist wildly.

Interrupted!

"Pretty!"

"The cash flow is starting to become disordered!"

"Short selling order execution efficiency decreased by 30%!"

Charlie's voice was full of excitement.

"continue!"

"Tear it up!"

Arya did not respond.

Her entire being was immersed in the torrent of data.

On the lens.

An encrypted file that Charlie had just cracked and transmitted was quickly opened.

That was signed between Blackstone Group and Finn.

"Devil's Throat" Acquisition Internal Memorandum!

The Blackstone presets are clearly marked above.

The "fatal acquisition price" was enough to crush the Qin family's cash flow.

And subsequent splitting plans!
Arya's lips curled into a wild, cold smile, radiating absolute control. Her fingers danced once more, producing a pre-prepared...

Latest environmental remediation achievements regarding the "Devil's Throat".

(Far exceeding expectations).

Preliminary Refining Purity Report of Rare Metals.

(Shocking the industry).

And an encrypted file containing the profit model for the new city's core business district over the next ten years.

Such as precision-guided missiles.

Arya used "anonymous deep throat" to...

The package was sent directly to the email addresses of the core shareholders of Deep Blue Mining and Earth Healing, who were holding an emergency board meeting at the time!

"The gift has been delivered!"

Arya's voice carried a hint of panting from battle.

"Charlie!"

"Detonate the 'Hive'!"

"understand!"

"The 'Honeycomb' is activated!"

Charlie's voice cracked with excitement!

Almost at the same moment!

European financial markets.

The stock trading interface of Qin Group (QH)!

The stock price curve was originally suppressed by short-selling forces such as the "vulture's nest".

It was injected with a violent stimulant!
The sources of each sum of money were extremely secretive.

The amount paid was terrifyingly large.

Like a surging tide, it forcefully broke through all the dams built by sell orders!

The stock price instantly reversed its sharp drop and surged dramatically!
"Fake!"

"what happened?!"

Trading room of an international investment bank.

The trader stared at the almost vertical green candlestick on the screen.

She screamed incoherently!

"What the hell!"

"Is this Qin's self-rescue fund?"

"impossible!"

"Their cash flow must be locked up!"

"wrong!"

"The sources are too scattered!"

"Like."

"It looks like countless small accounts are buying in concert?!"

"The price surged too fast!"

"Short positions are about to be liquidated!"

“Close the position!”

"Close the position immediately!"

Panic is spreading among short sellers!
The alarms of margin calls were going off one after another!

Meanwhile, in the board meeting rooms of "Deep Blue Mining" and "Healing of the Earth".

The originally tense meeting was completely interrupted by a sudden encrypted email.

Shareholders looked at the environmental governance data on the screen, which far exceeded expectations.

A coveted report on the purity of rare metals.

And the profit model of that future "golden city".

The worry and hesitation on his face were instantly replaced by shock and ecstasy!

"God!"

"This...this data is real?!"

"Qin Hao, he..."

"He actually did it?!"

"quick!"

"Notify me!"

"Suspend all contact with Blackstone!"

"Contact the Qin family immediately!"

"We need to reassess our cooperation!"

"No!"

"It's about deepening cooperation!"

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