Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Chen Jiajun! It must be him!" Mai Shengyun, the youngest but most daring of them all, said in a high-pitched voice to the group.

Lin Rundong said impatiently, "Who doesn't know that! The problem is, what do we do now?"

Mai Shengyun was furious: "I disagreed with you calling the police before, and now look what's happened! We've angered the big boss, and who knows if we'll get run over by a car that suddenly appears out of nowhere!"

"What, are you blaming me now? You agreed to it before!" Lin Rundong said unhappily.

"you……"

The two were arguing fiercely when Chen Zhan coldly said, "Alright, that's enough, you two! Let's get going, I don't think this is over yet!"

Upon hearing Chen Zhan's words, the group realized what had happened and quickly prepared to leave the accident scene.

As for his luxury cars and bodyguards? How could they compare to their lives? He could just let his lawyer handle it.

Just as they were about to get on the bus, a familiar figure walked over.

Ma Zhuoqun's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He grabbed a few people and said, "Take a look at that kid, isn't he... A Xiang's son?"

"It seems so. What's this kid doing here?" Lin Rundong said, somewhat puzzled.

Of the five people, only Luo Minsheng showed a hint of guilt when he looked at Sima Nianzu.

"Uncles and elders, are you getting ready to leave?" Sima Nianzu walked over with his hands in his pockets, looking at the group with a smile, and said, "It's been so long since we've seen each other!"

Lin Rundong looked at Sima Nianzu warily and asked, "Azu, what are you doing here?"

Sima Nianzu casually said, "Oh, I came over because I saw there was a car accident here! Tsk tsk, that's terrible! I wonder what bad things those guys who got hit did to deserve this!"

Upon hearing Sima Nianzu's words, Chen Zhan's eyes immediately gleamed, and he coldly asked Sima Nianzu, "Did you do this?"

Sima Nianzu immediately denied it, saying, "How could that be! I have great respect for all of you elders! Just like how you respected my father back then!"

Although Sima Nianzu was speaking with a smile, it sounded more like a threat than anything else.

The hot-tempered Lin Rundong immediately retorted, "Kid, do you think you can scare us with such petty tricks?"

Sima Nianzu laughed and said, "Yes, it's just a few tricks! Unlike your uncles and elders, who were able to take advantage of the big boss's absence from Hong Kong to send my dad to the Siu Lam Mental Hospital and then have a madman stab him to death—that's so ingenious, right!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chen Zhan said in a deep voice.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you all know best in your hearts!" Sima Nianzu sneered. "Anyone capable of doing something like this is no ordinary person, right? It doesn't matter if you don't say it; today's events are a warning to the big boss!"

"The big boss means he's giving you a chance to reveal who's behind it all. Maybe that will allow you to enjoy your retirement in peace. Otherwise..."

Sima Nianzu didn't say much, but instead gave the five men a sinister smile.
"How dare you threaten us?" Lin Rundong roared.

Sima Nianzu said coldly, "That's right, I'm threatening you! Three days, I'm only giving you three days! If no one contacts me after three days, I'll call everyone out by name!"

"Outrageous! Outrageous!" Lin Rundong trembled with rage. These people had dominated the stock market for so many years, but they never expected to be threatened by a mere brat.

He immediately called the police, intending to identify Sima Nianzu as the mastermind behind the incident.

Unfortunately, the traffic policeman frowned and said to Lin Rundong, "What nonsense are you talking about? This was just an accident!"

"What?" Lin Rundong exclaimed in surprise, "You're in cahoots with this kid?"

The traffic policeman said impatiently, "Nonsense! This car's tire was punctured by a triangular piece of iron that fell from the car in front, causing it to lose control and crash into us. Plus, the driver was drunk and couldn't control the vehicle, which caused this accident. If you have paranoia, you should report to Qingshan as soon as possible!"

After saying that, the traffic police ignored Lin Rundong and continued to investigate the scene.

Seeing Lin Rundong standing there dumbfounded, Sima Nianzu smiled and said, "Remember! Three days!"

After saying that, Sima Nianzu smiled and got into a black car next to him and left the scene.

After the car drove away, none of the five people felt like saying anything.

What happened today really frightened them.

Moreover, their so-called protective umbrella is completely useless!
……

In London, due to MI5's widespread manhunts, Chen Jiajun and Silva haven't taken any action.

However, his intelligence agents were keeping an eye on the Syndicate members.

Solomon was in such a hurry to get rid of them; no one would believe there was no problem.

So Silva kept a watchful eye on things, intending to see how Solomon planned to continue this charade.

However, as things unfolded, neither Chen Jiajun nor Silva expected that Solomon would be so audacious as to not only target the IMF but also drag the CIA into the mix.

"Damn it, is this old guy going crazy?" Chen Jiajun said to Silva after seeing Solomon's series of actions, "Does he not know that America and England are related as father and son?"

Silva nodded and said, "But if this guy dares to do this, then he must have a reason he can't refuse! Solomon isn't crazy; he's even frighteningly calm. Since he dares to escalate the situation, then he absolutely has a reason to do it!"

Upon hearing Silva's analysis, Chen Jiajun's eyes lit up: "So, there are benefits?"

Silva nodded and said, "I looked into the Syndicate and found that these guys seem to be... really short of money lately!"

"An intelligence organization without funding can't sustain itself by relying solely on the guts Solomon takes on. I think that's very likely!"

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's go to Morocco too!"

Silva said with a wicked grin, "That's right, how could we miss out on something like this!"

……

At this moment, in Casablanca, Morocco.

In a villa by the sea, Ethan and Benji are admiring a beautiful woman emerging from her bath.

This beautiful woman was none other than Ilsa Foster, with whom they had previously interacted.

Ilsa wasn't surprised at all by their arrival. Dressed in her swimsuit, she walked gracefully towards them and said with a smile, "Look, what brought you two gentlemen to Casablanca?"

Ethan didn't say anything, but simply took out the lipstick he had taken from Ilsa.

Ilsa smiled and then invited the two into the villa.

Ethan took out the old portrait of Solomon and handed it to Ilsa, saying, "Now, shouldn't we talk about him?"

Ilsa looked at Solomon and her own sketch, and said with a smile, "His name is Solomon Lane, the founder of the Syndicate!" "Where is he from?" Ethan asked.

Ilsa sighed and said, "He's a former English agent!"

“Okay, if the British intelligence agencies knew about the 'syndicate,' why didn’t they tell the CIA?” Bangi asked, puzzled.

Ilsa didn't speak, so Ethan answered the question for her: "Because they don't want people to know that the 'Syndicate' was created by one of them!"

Ilsa said calmly, "I was sent undercover to gain Ryan's trust! And then I finally identified the members of his organization! In the past two years, I'll soon know who they are!"

“Ryan has a master ledger containing the identities of all his men! The identities of his terrorist partners, and all the internal operations of the ‘syndicate’.”

“One of his agents stole the list and tried to blackmail him! He stored the list in a computer security device! During the interrogation of the password, he accidentally killed the subordinate! Leaving Ryan with a serious problem!”

Ethan asked with a surprised look, "So, the key to moving to the 'Syndicate' is in a computer, just waiting for someone to take it?"

Banji couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then why didn't he send someone to steal it?"

“Oh, he sent me! He sent me!” Ilsa said with a serious expression. “But I must tell you, this is almost an impossible task!”

Ethan and Benji immediately raised their eyebrows, not believing it at all.

……

Meanwhile, the CIA also tracked Ethan's movements to Morocco.

However, the people who came were his former boss, Brandt, and a former friend of his.

However, they did not realize that the Syndicate was secretly watching them.

However, Chen Jiajun and Silva's men also had their eyes on them.

The saying "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind" perfectly describes the current situation.

"So, they came to Morocco to steal the bills?" Chen Jiajun sneered at Silva. "Do you believe that?"

Silva said nonchalantly, "That's just fooling idiots! I guarantee this thing isn't just not a bill, it's actually very important to the Syndicate!"

Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Then there's nothing more to say! Let's get started after Ethan and the others bring out their things!"

Silva nodded: "I'll go arrange the manpower!"

"This Ethan is a master infiltration expert, and his escape skills are probably quite good as well. Be careful not to be caught off guard!" Chen Jiajun warned.

Silva grinned maliciously and said, "What I like most is dealing with these so-called ace agents!"

……

Just as Chen Jiajun and his group were plotting to cause trouble.

The results have already been achieved in Hong Kong.

However, what was unexpected was that the first person to come looking for Sima Nianzu was Luo Minsheng, who had recently joined the landlords' association.

Logically speaking, this matter actually has nothing to do with him.

Sima Xiang's death had nothing to do with Luo Minsheng.

Sima Nianzu wasn't crazy; he would criticize anyone, no matter who they were.

Inside the coffee shop, Sima Nianzu said calmly to Luo Minsheng, "This has nothing to do with you, why are you getting involved? Are you afraid I'll retaliate against you too? Don't worry, I'm not that bored!"

Luo Minsheng shook his head and said, "That's not the reason!"

"Hmm?" Sima Nianzu asked with a puzzled look, "Why is that?"

Luo Minsheng took out a check for about 300,000 yuan.

This would be a huge sum of money for an ordinary person, but for people of their status, it's just the cost of a meal.

“This is what I lost to your father back then. He said he would ask me for it if necessary! Unfortunately… that opportunity will never come again!” Luo Minsheng said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Sima Nianzu was somewhat surprised, not expecting such a thing to exist.

Luo Minsheng continued, "Moreover, your father gave me the membership in the Landlords' Association! He seemed to have foreseen this before the incident!"

"Why?" Sima Nianzu was even more confused after hearing this.

Given Chen Jiajun's influence, if Sima Xiang were to ask for his help, would Chen Jiajun refuse?
Having been in contact with people in the intelligence department for so long, he knew that his father was someone highly regarded by the big boss, Chen Jiajun.

He even got into trouble with a South American drug lord back then, all to avenge his father.

Luo Minsheng shook his head and said, "I don't know the specifics, and I only joined the Landlords' Association later, so I don't know much. I only know that the people in the Landlords' Association are in contact with two foreigners! And these two foreigners don't seem to be from the Governor's Office!"

Upon hearing Luo Minsheng reveal an important clue, Sima Nianzu frowned deeply.

There were too many suspicious points here, leaving him clueless for a while.

Luo Minsheng stood up and said, "I've told you everything I need to say. As for other matters, there's not much I can do to help. Uncle Xiang is a good man, but... I'm powerless to help!"

Sima Nianzu looked at Luo Minsheng and knew that the self-blame and guilt in his eyes were genuine, so he nodded: "I understand, thank you!"

"Take care, and call me anytime if you need any help!" Luo Minsheng left a business card and then left.

Sima Nianzu thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so he could only tell the intelligence personnel what Luo Minsheng had said.

"Two foreigners?" The team leader stroked his chin, then said to his subordinates, "This is quite interesting. Someone go and check their identities!"

The team leader then asked Sima Nianzu, "Is this Luo Minsheng reliable?"

"I don't know either. He said he owes my dad a huge favor, but I don't know if it's true or not!" Sima Nianzu was young after all, and he really couldn't judge people's character.

The team leader nodded and said, "In that case, let's investigate! By the way, has no one else come over yet?"

Sima Nianzu snorted coldly and said, "They only killed two people; they were always hoping to get away with it!"

The team leader nodded: "That makes sense! Let's get people to do the work first!" (End of Chapter)