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Chapter 1393 The plan begins

Chapter 1394: The Plan Begins

"pain"

"Just tell me."

Arya's voice was low.

"Ah."

Qin Hao simply responded with a hoarse voice.

In a cramped space.

Only the soft breathing of the two people and the slight rubbing sound of the ointment being applied remained.

Arya lowered her head.

Thick eyelashes drooped, concealing the turbulent emotions in her eyes.

Every touch of my fingertips felt like it carried a faint electric current.

He wrapped Arya tightly in his arms.

It was something indescribable, tinged with ambiguity.

It diluted the chilling and murderous atmosphere brought about by the previous blood feud.

Arya's movements became slower and slower.

The temperature of my fingertips seemed to be getting higher and higher.

When she finally applied the ointment evenly.

Pick up the cooling compress.

When carefully covering the center of the most severe bruise.

Arya's fingertips inadvertently traced the hollow of Qin Hao's spine.

Qin Hao's body stiffened abruptly.

Arya's fingers recoiled instantly as if burned.

Temperatures are soaring!

Arya took a step back in a panic.

Pretending to organize the first-aid kit.

I dare not look at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's shirt hung loosely on his arm.

His gaze fell on Arya's lowered, blushing profile.

With a sense of inquiry and a touch of burning desire.

"cough"

Arya cleared her throat.

Try to make your voice sound normal.

"All right!"

"Apply cold compress within 24 hours!"

"Don't be reckless and move around!"

Speak quickly.

She just wanted to escape this small space that made her heart race uncontrollably.

"Arya".

Qin Hao suddenly spoke.

I called out to her.

Arya paused.

With his back to Qin Hao, his body was somewhat stiff.

Qin Hao remained silent for a few seconds.

He seemed to be carefully choosing his words.

Just as Arya was about to turn around, she couldn't help but turn back.

Qin Hao's expression carried a sense of promise.

"Charlie's revenge will be taken."

"Blackstone Group will collapse."

"I promise."

It's not "I will try my best," but "I promise."

Decisive and resolute, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Arya's heart skipped a beat.

Arya sensed the heavy weight behind those words.

It's not just a promise to Charlie.

It's more like an explanation to her?
Arya opened her mouth.

In the end, he simply nodded vigorously.

"Ok!"

at this time.

There was a gentle knock on the door of the medical room.

A technician's voice came through.

"Mr. Qin."

"Miss Aria."

"Urgent encrypted email!"

"From Paris!"

"The signature is Sofia Leclerc!"

Sofia?
At this juncture?
Qin Hao's eyes narrowed.

He quickly pulled up his shirt.

He strode out while buttoning his shirt.

Arya followed immediately.

The strange feeling that had just arisen in my heart was instantly replaced by vigilance.

On the main control panel screen.

The screen displays a newly received encrypted email.

From: Sophia LECLERC.

The title contains only one word: Devil's Throat.

Qin Hao entered a complex key, and the email opened.

There was no text inside.

There is only one large, encrypted file attachment that requires a separate password.

The filename is labeled.

"True Value Assessment of Devil's Throat and Recommendations for Hedging Potential Risks"

"Humph."

“That’s fast.”

Qin Hao snorted coldly, showing no surprise whatsoever.

Sofia, this ice diamond rose.

They certainly wouldn't miss any opportunity to exert influence and demonstrate their value.

This document.

This demonstrates the "sincerity" of cooperation.

It is also an invisible pressure.

Look.

There is no professional assessment of Leclerc.

You can't even see the true value and risks of your own mine.

"Open it!"

Arya stared at the document.

The tone was commanding.

She would like to see it.

What's this French woman up to?

Qin Hao looked at Charlie, who had managed to regain some composure, as he walked out of the lounge.

Although Charlie's face was still pale, his eyes were no longer crazed.

All that remained was a chilling hatred and a desperate, all-or-nothing focus.

He understood Qin Hao's words: the blood feud must be avenged.

But more powerful forces are needed.

just now.

Strength comes from accurate intelligence and strikes.

"Charlie."

Qin Hao gestured.

Charlie remained silent.

He walked to the console, his fingers moving across the keyboard like a blur.

The complex decryption process ran at high speed.

Countless dazzling streams of code flashed across the screen.

"boss."

"The encryption level is very high."

"Give me three minutes—a combination of quantum key and biometric lock!"

Charlie's voice was hoarse.

Yet they possess absolute focus and professionalism.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The only sound in the command center was the rapid clicking of keyboards.

And the hum of the instrument running.

Qin Hao and Ailiya were both staring intently at the screen.

at last.

The progress bar on the screen has reached 100%!

"opened!"

Charlie gave a low shout.

The massive encrypted file unfolded instantly!

It contains an extremely detailed report with pictures and text:

Precise compositional analysis of the Devil's Throat vein.

Value assessment of associated rare elements.

Predictions based on a cleaned-up sustainable mining model.

Simulation of price fluctuations in the global cobalt and lithium market over the next decade.

The level of professionalism is breathtaking!

The strength of the Leclerc Group is evident!
however.

Charlie's expression changed when he saw the last few pages of the report.

A sudden and dramatic change!

He suddenly zoomed in on one of the charts.

Pointing to the line above that is almost submerged by other complex curves.

Fine wavy lines marked in a special dark red.

The voice was filled with disbelief and horror:
"boss!"

"Look at this!"

Qin Hao and Ailiya immediately moved closer.

It was an extremely complex diagram of financial derivatives.

Charlie's finger landed precisely on a node of the dark red curve.

There was an inconspicuous offshore company code there.

-

Phoenix Holdings.

"This 'Phoenix Holdings'!"

"It is ostensibly an independent fund registered in the Cayman Islands."

"But where its funds go"

Charlie's fingers flew across the screen.

Bring up another interface.

The top of the document is filled with bank statements, all marked by him.

"Its main source of funding and operational instructions."

"It all points to a core money laundering account within Blackstone Group!"

"And this account."

"For the past three months," "they have been secretly shorting global cobalt futures!"

"The scale of the short selling is astonishing!"

Charlie suddenly looked up.

His eyes saw through the conspiracy.

It was replaced by a colder chill.

"In Leclerc's report."

"Using an extremely complex model, we 'predicted' that cobalt prices will plummet in the future due to the resumption of production at the 'Devil's Throat' and other factors!"

"This is simply providing theoretical justification for Blackstone Group's massive short selling!"

"and."

"They used this curve to illustrate the 'risk hedging advice' related to shorting Blackstone."

"Buried so deep!"

"This is."

"They're trying to use us as pawns!"

"The news that we were able to resume production was the catalyst that brought down cobalt prices."

"The last straw that helped Blackstone make huge profits from short selling!"

"at the same time."

"Cobalt prices have plummeted."

"Our 'Devil's Throat' valuation will also plummet!"

"Leclerc intervenes again in the guise of a 'savior'."

"Take control at an extremely low cost!"

"one stone two bird!"

Charlie's analysis was like a cold, venomous snake.

It instantly entangled Qin Hao and Ailiya's hearts!

What a vicious plan!

What a deep scheme!

Sofia Leclerc!
What she sent was not an olive branch at all.

Instead, it was a poisoned blade coated in honey, capable of killing both Qin Hao and the Blackstone Group at the same time!
She not only wants to use Qin Hao's power to tackle the tough nut of "Hellfire".

We should also make use of Qin Hao's mineral veins.

To carry out Blackstone Group's conspiracy to short the cobalt market.

Then they can sit back and reap the benefits.

Acquire "Devil's Throat" at a bargain price!
Arya's face turned deathly pale.

Burning with the fury of being fooled.

"That insidious woman!"

Qin Hao's eyes turned icy cold at that moment.

He stared at the dark red curve on the screen and the code name "Phoenix Holdings".

His voice carried a chilling, murderous intent, as if he were in complete control of the game.

"You want to use me as a pawn?"

"They want to use me to kill someone."

"You want to eat my flesh too?"

Qin Hao slowly straightened up.

The aura emanating from it is like a volcano about to erupt.

"Then take a look."

"Who is the true player in this game?"

It was at this point, when the tension was at its peak.

Qin Hao's satellite phone rang again.

The image of old man Abdul was flashing on the screen.

Qin Hao answered the phone.

Press speakerphone.

"Qin".

The old man's voice came through, but the previous thunderous rage was gone.

Instead, it carried a calmness of shrewd calculation.

"Victor Chen's plane."

"It has been locked down by the 'vultures'."

"He has no way to escape."

"Over in Paris."

"Go ahead and do it."

The old man paused.

His tone carried a mischievous smile.

Even through the phone, you could see his all-seeing, cunning eyes.

"in addition."

"Keep an eye on that French girl for me."

"Just a quick reminder to my silly girl."

"Parisian perfumes are as alluring as they are."

"It's not as satisfying as the meat soup we make at home."

"There are some wolves."

"They may look wild and untamed, but they are actually very protective of their food."

"The nest I've chosen."

"Others want to reach out."

"We need to ask him if his teeth are sharp."

The phone hangs up.

The command center was completely silent.

Aria's face flushed bright red instantly.

Like a ripe tomato!

Grandpa!
What is he talking about!

What food guarding!
What a place!

That old man is so lewd!
Arya stomped her foot in shame and anger, but dared not look at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao held the phone.

I heard the busy tone.

The murderous intent on his face froze slightly.

immediately.

A very strange expression appeared on his face, as if some secret had been exposed.

It flew by extremely rarely.

Qin Hao subconsciously glanced at Aria, who was standing next to him, looking so embarrassed and angry she was practically fuming.

Charlie stood in front of the control panel.

The atmosphere between the two people in front of me was strange.

A boss and his young mistress, both exuding a murderous aura and blushing with embarrassment.

Take another look at that sinister dark red curve on the screen.
Charlie blinked his bloodshot eyes.

The chill and horror I felt just now were replaced by an indescribable sense of absurdity.

It diluted it a little.

Charlie rubbed his face vigorously and exhaled a long breath.

His hoarse voice carried a hint of exhaustion from escaping death.

It also carried a renewed fighting spirit.

He muttered something under his breath.

"Oh shit!"

"The murky waters of Paris."

"Looks like we'll have to wade through to the end."

"boss."

"Miss."

Should I book the plane tickets first?

"First class".

"still."

"The kidnappers' private plane?"

The lights of Paris flow along the banks of the Seine.

It outlines the luxurious silhouette of this ancient city.

Leclerc Group headquarters.

The top floor of that glass building, a modern art piece.

At this moment, a grand feast of elegant attire and swirling undercurrents is unfolding.

-

"Global Cobalt Future" Charity Gala.

The crystal chandelier refracts light like billions of stars.

The air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of fine champagne and the rich fragrance of expensive perfumes. A European mining tycoon.

Financial tycoons.

Political figures and celebrities gathered there.

They chatted and laughed in hushed tones.

It could affect the global resource lifeline worth trillions.

The entrance to the banquet hall.

The flashes of light were like a dense downpour, flashing wildly.

Qin Hao was the first to get out of the car.

A perfectly tailored midnight blue velvet evening gown.

It made his figure appear as upright as a pine tree.

His temperament is aloof and profound.

Qin Hao turned slightly to the side and reached his hand into the car.

A slender hand wearing a long black lace glove.

She gently placed her hand on Qin Hao's broad palm.

next moment.

Abdul Al-Alia came into view.

A Valentino haute couture red strapless gown that seemed to burn with flames.

It made Arya's honey-colored skin look like the finest silk.

It shimmers with a healthy yet wild luster.

Her long hair was carefully tied up.

It reveals her swan-like graceful neck and well-defined collarbones.

Her makeup was exquisite.

The lips are as red as fire.

Those signature amber eyes.

At this moment, under the dazzling lights.

It exudes arrogance and confidence.

And an undisguised possessiveness.

Aria linked arms with Qin Hao.

He leaned slightly towards Qin Hao.

Their posture was intimate and natural.

Like a rose with thorns.

They firmly guarded their territory.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The shutter noise became even more frantic!
Everyone recognized the little princess of the Predator Group!
Arya and Qin Hao appeared together.

That in itself is a strong signal!
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