Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Lei Zhen turned around, his face extremely grim: "My detective instincts tell me that it was Han Xiao and Xu Suyuan! They were there! They were watching the very moment Wu Guodong died!"

"If they were there..." Zhao Jianguo's face was grim. "Then Wu Guodong's death would definitely not have been an 'accidental fall'."

"Investigate!" Zhao Jianguo ordered immediately. "Zhou Ming, immediately search for all unnatural deaths related to the Wei Group, focusing on the period after Xu Suyuan escaped from the convention center!"

The sound of keyboard typing echoed in the quiet room.

A few seconds later, Zhou Ming's finger stopped.

"Found him." Zhou Ming's breathing became rapid. "Zhao Cheng, Public Relations Director of the Wei Group. He fell to his death from a cliff on the Luoying Cliff section of Binhai Avenue late three nights ago. The preliminary investigation concluded that... he lost control of the vehicle due to drunk driving."

Photos of the horrific scene of Zhao Cheng's fall from the cliff popped up on the screen: burning wreckage and twisted railings.

"Zhao Cheng, Wu Guodong..." Zhao Jianguo looked at the scene of their deaths and felt a chill run down his spine. "One died in a car accident, the other died from a fall. Both were 'accidents'."

"This wasn't an accident," Wang Gang muttered to himself. "This was a targeted hunt."

"That's right," Zhao Jianguo continued. "We're not just facing two thugs with superpowers. We're facing a pair of judges with extremely high counter-surveillance awareness, who know how to exploit loopholes in the rules, and can even manipulate the laws of physics to create the 'perfect crime.'"

"Right under our noses, they carried out vigilante executions of our enemies on the list in ways we couldn't verify!"

This kind of enemy is ten thousand times more terrifying than those reckless brutes who only know how to fight head-on.

Because you know perfectly well that he did it, but you can't find any evidence that fits the existing legal logic.

"We must take immediate action." Zhao Jianguo stood up abruptly, his old policeman's imposing aura instantly erupting.

"Zhou Ming, you and Lei Zhen immediately compile a possible 'revenge list' based on Xu Suyuan and Han Xiao's past experiences! List all the remaining key members of the Wei Group who are still alive!"

"Wang Gang, your commando team, change into plainclothes and provide the highest level of covert surveillance and protection for the people on the list! Remember, this isn't just about guarding against assassins, but also against any 'accidents' that defy common sense! Even something as simple as choking on water or tripping while walking—record it all!"

"Yes!" the three answered in unison.

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In the city center at dawn, on the top floor of the Wei Group headquarters building, Wei Donghai stood with his hands behind his back by the window.

Just a few days ago, he was furious about the out-of-control situation of "Dawn Biotechnology" and smashed a table full of teaware.

But at this moment, although his face was still gloomy, it had an added coldness and hardness after losing an arm to survive.

The office door was gently pushed open, and a young man in a dark gray suit walked in.

He was around thirty years old, with a shrewd and capable demeanor. He was Wei Donghai's second son, Wei Zi'ang.

Previously, Wei Zi'ang had been in charge of the group's overseas expansion. After Wei Zixuan's incident, he was quickly recalled to the Chenxi City headquarters.

"Father," Wei Zi'ang said, "the finishing touches are complete."

Wei Donghai didn't turn around, but just gave a muffled "hmm".

"The police have officially sealed off Chenxi Biopharmaceutical. As per the previous plan, all responsibility has been placed on Wu Guodong. The group has completely severed ties with him."

Wei Zi'ang paused for a moment before continuing his report: "Furthermore, in order to quell the anger of the higher-ups, we relinquished the development rights to that plot of land in District Six and paid an additional huge 'public relations fee.' Coupled with the influence exerted by the 'Five Mountains Society' on the municipal government, this matter is now completely over."

When Wei Zi'ang spoke of the "Five Sacred Mountains Gathering," his tone became more reverent.

Wei Donghai finally turned around, his eyes flashing with a complex light.

"Where are those...things?"

"They've all been handed over." Wei Ziang lowered his voice. "All the original research data, surveillance videos, and biological sample slides of Chen Guohua and Xu Suyuan have been sent to the liaison of the 'Five Mountains Society'."

Wei Donghai slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, letting out a long breath.

There was both the resentment of losing the "exclusive divine power" and the relief of surviving a calamity.

He knew that he had traded the key to a new world for his current precarious existence.

But as long as he lives, as long as the Wei family is still around, he still has a chance.

"The official troubles have been barely suppressed, but the external threats remain." Wei Donghai asked, "Have you found out anything about the man in gray who rescued Xu Suyuan at the dismantling site?"

Wei Zi'ang's expression turned slightly serious: "Gao Tianyou is following up. He seems to have discovered some dangerous clues and wants to report to you in person."

"Let him in."

A moment later, the side door of the office opened.

Gao Tianyou walked in.

As the deputy head of the security department of the Wei Group, and also Wei Donghai's sharpest weapon, Gao Tianyou's expression was more solemn and sinister than usual.

He walked to his desk and dropped a bombshell.

"Chairman, the identity of that man in gray has been confirmed."

Gao Tianyou continued, "It's Han Xiao."

Wei Donghai's pupils contracted slightly, and his body leaned back half a step almost subconsciously.

"Han Xiao..."

Wei Donghai narrowed his eyes, the image of the former deputy head of the tax bureau's inspection department who had refused three million yuan and said he would investigate to the end came to mind.

"That ungrateful ant," Wei Donghai muttered to himself. "I thought he was crippled long ago, or died in some sewer. I never expected... that 'accidental car accident' didn't kill him, but instead turned him into a ghost."

"It's not just ghosts."

Gao Tianyou took out two documents from his pocket and handed them to Wei Donghai.

Those were the newly printed death scene investigation reports—one for Zhao Cheng's fall from the cliff, and the other for Wu Guodong's fall from the platform.

"Chairman, Han Xiao is currently in far greater danger than we imagine. I'm not just referring to his ability to deflect bullets, as demonstrated in the dismantling yard."

Gao Tianyou pointed at Zhao Cheng's photo, his tone chilling: "Zhao Cheng has been driving for several years. He knows that road to Luoying Cliff better than his own home. That Audi was also heavily modified, with extremely strong grip. But he just drove off like that."

His finger then moved to the photo of Wu Guodong with his brains splattered: "Under close police surveillance, how could Wu Guodong trip over himself on flat ground, then climb over a waist-high railing and fall to his death?"

Wei Donghai's expression gradually changed.

He's a shrewd old fox who's been through the business world, and he's always scoffed at the idea of ​​"coincidence."