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The first meaning is that regardless of whether the money is handed over or not, Old Qi's life cannot be saved. The second meaning is that if the money is not handed over, both Old Qi and his son Qi Tian will not survive.
"What department are you from, the Heavenly Mechanism Group? You have no right to kill!" Old Qi suddenly realized that since this person was so familiar with his situation, he must be sent by a special department in the country. Last time he received news that someone from the Heavenly Mechanism Group was sent, he thought that since he was already in a desperate situation, it would be better to eliminate them instead. This led him to find Long Long and set up an ambush for Shen Zhiyu and his group.
Now, with someone else arriving, he suspected it was likely that the Heavenly Mechanism Group had sent someone again.
Zhang Yang smiled, "Let me introduce you. This is James, the second-in-command of the 5W Gang, and this is the boss of Amsterdam Chinatown. Even if I don't kill you, do you think you can leave the Netherlands alive?"
James chuckled, clearly pleased with being called "second-in-command," even though he was just a mid-level officer in the gang. Although Long Long was working for Old Qi, Old Qi naturally could not meet Long Long, so Zhang Yang introduced him as well.
"I'll take out the money; I have 90 million dollars to give you all. Spare my life!" Old Qi suddenly broke down without warning, crying bitterly.
Zhang Yang said nothing and threw a card in front of Old Qi. Then someone brought over a computer, powered it on, and plugged in a dedicated wireless network card.
"I've transferred the money; can you spare my life?" Old Qi said shakily.
"This is not the time for you to make demands," Zhang Yang coldly replied. "At the very least, I can guarantee that Qi Tian will be left alive."
"Alright!" Old Qi gritted his teeth and immediately began to operate.
After the transfer was successful, Zhang Yang continued to ask, "Now let's address the remaining two questions: First, how did you transfer so much money abroad? Second, Shen Zhiyu and his team came to the Netherlands to investigate your affairs; where did you get this information?"
"Transferring money is simple; it was done through a pharmaceutical company in Haizhou," Old Qi replied.
"Haizhou? Why Haizhou?" Zhang Yang asked, puzzled. With such a vast China, Old Qi mostly operated in Yanjing; how could he know about and trust a company in Haizhou to transfer funds abroad?
"It’s because of the relationship with Wu Zhongxin, the Deputy Mayor of Haizhou City," Old Qi replied honestly.
"Are you talking about Kang Ning?" Zhang Yang suddenly said.
"You’ve figured it out?" Old Qi was taken aback. He didn’t expect Zhang Yang to know the name of Wu Zhongxin's brother-in-law. He naturally wouldn’t think that it was because Zhang Yang had "crossed paths" with Kang Ning, and since Old Qi mentioned a pharmaceutical company, Kang Ning originally came from a background in drug dealing.
"Isn’t Kang Ning’s Medical Industry Park enough for him to stir up trouble? He actually dares to engage in such business? It seems Wu Zhongxin is also about to run away?" Zhang Yang sneered, "I understand now; you can go ahead and ask your second question."
"Actually, investigating them is quite easy. I live in Chinatown and found a local informant. I give him a hundred dollars every now and then, and he tells me a lot of information. Later, when the Heavenly Mechanism Group sent someone over, I gave him a few hundred dollars, and he provided me with even more detailed information," Old Qi said with a bitter smile.
"What’s this informant’s name?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.
"I don’t know his name; everyone just calls him Pigo," Old Qi replied.
"Pigo?" Long Long frowned, "How does he know so much? He runs a hair salon in Chinatown and just chats away in the shop; how could he be an informant?"
"We'll discuss this later," Zhang Yang said. "I originally wanted to kill you, but I've suddenly changed my mind. You can return to Huaxia for trial."
Old Qi shivered again, opening his mouth to say something but ultimately remained silent. After all, it was useless to say anything; his life was now in someone else's hands.
Zhang Yang took out his phone and called Shadow Hunter. "I’ve found the escaped Greedy Old Qi; come to Lukang City to pick him up. The ambush on Manager Shen was also arranged by Old Qi."
Shadow Hunter arrived quickly. Zhang Yang handed over the card with 90 million on it to Shadow Hunter and then had James send Old Qi and Qi Tian to Shadow Hunter. He didn’t want to meet Qi Tian and avoided him.
With these matters settled, Zhang Yang’s mission should have been considered complete. However, on the way back to Amsterdam, Zhang Yang suddenly said to Long Long, "This Pigo seems a bit problematic."
"You want to investigate on your own? Also, do you want to look into the underground money house when you go back? Aren't you part of the Chinese Special Organization?" Long Long suddenly asked in a series of questions.
"Yes, I want to investigate on my own. Now that my last mission is complete, I am indeed no longer involved, but I don't like leaving things half-finished, so I really want to check it out myself," Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
"No problem. When we get back to Amsterdam, we'll go to Fortune House, and I'll have Pigo meet you in the private room," Long Long said. He was becoming increasingly interested in Zhang Yang and felt that this person exuded an air of dignity that seemed untouchable.
Upon returning to Fortune House, Long Long's subordinate had already brought someone who was waiting in the private room. This person appeared to be around forty years old, with a sallow complexion and thinning hair, yet it was neatly combed. His features were quite ordinary, but his eyes sparkled with a cunning light.
Zhang Yang cut straight to the chase, "Pigo, how did you know someone was investigating Old Qi, and how did you find out their specific whereabouts?"
Pigo looked at the stern-faced Long Long and trembled slightly. With a mournful expression, he said, "One of them came to my barbershop for a haircut and mentioned a few things. I informed Old Qi about it; you know how it is—Old Qi often slips me some cash just to keep me on his good side."
"Just mentioning a few things would only reveal Old Qi's name; it wouldn't disclose their whereabouts. Don't play games with me; Long Long won't protect you!" Zhang Yang retorted.
Pigo glanced at Long Long again, who immediately said, "To be honest, there's nothing going on here. If there’s even a hint of a lie, next year on this day will be your death anniversary!"
Pigo fell to his knees with a thud. "I’ll tell you everything...”
According to Pigo's account, Shen Zhiyu and his companions had indeed come to Amsterdam and visited Pigo's barbershop for haircuts. When Pigo heard them mention Old Qi, he became alert and called his brother Erpi. Erpi usually specialized in tailing people, and after Shen Zhiyu and his companions left, he kept an eye on them. After piecing together some information, he learned their general movements for the next day.
Originally, Pigo and Erpi intended to gather information not just for some pocket money from Old Qi but also to leverage him as a living bank afterward.
Unexpectedly, Old Qi found out about Long Long's influence and wanted to eliminate Shen Zhiyu and the others. After the incident occurred, Old Pi no longer dared to extort Old Qi and decided not to bring it up again. They thought the matter had passed until it was unexpectedly brought back up.
They initially thought Pigo was a big fish but found out he was just a minor character caught up in circumstances. Zhang Yang smiled and stepped forward to help Pigo up. "Sorry about this; you can leave now. Thank you for your cooperation."
Pigo stepped out of Fortune House and turned into a small alley. After looking around to ensure no one was watching, he took out his phone.
"Cousin, this is troublesome. Someone from back home has come again, and it seems like both the 5W gang and the boss from Chinatown are helping him. Old Qi's money has also been taken by him!"
"Two groups have already gone after him, trying to lead him to his own demise, but unexpectedly, one survived and the other has such abilities! I understand now; you take care of yourself. Don't call this number again; I'll contact you if needed." The person referred to as "cousin" by Pigo spoke with authority before hanging up.
Meanwhile, in a private room at Fortune House, Zhang Yang picked up his phone and listened to a recording that had come through, frowning. "Cousin? Long Long, please bring Pigo back."
As Pigo exited the alley and turned back towards his hair salon, he was stopped by two burly men who then took him back to Fortune House.
Zhang Yang wore a broad smile while Long Long remained silent. Pigo looked at both of them in confusion.
Zhang Yang stepped forward and pulled something resembling a sunflower seed from Pigo's pocket, putting it back on himself. He then patted Pigo's shoulder. "Pigo, who is your cousin? I couldn't hear what he said on the phone; can you repeat it?"
Long Long was taken aback; it turned out that little seed was a listening device, and Zhang Yang didn't believe what Pigo had said at all!
Pigo felt like slapping himself twice in frustration, cursing inwardly, "This kid looks young; who would have thought he’s actually an old fox?"
"I..." Pigo knelt down once more.
"I have at least 114 ways to make you tell the truth, just like a directory service—whatever you want to check, just ask. If you don’t believe me, you can try it out. However, I advise you that some experiences are better left unexperienced," Zhang Yang said as he pulled Pigo's phone from his pocket and accessed the call log.
The last call made was to an ordinary domestic mobile number. When he dialed it again, he discovered it was a disconnected number.
So soon? Clearly, the other party was not an ordinary person.
"What's your cousin's name? What does he do? You only have one chance, think carefully before you speak!" Zhang Yang said, staring at Pigo's flickering eyes.
"Sigh." Pigo sighed, "My cousin's name is Hua Sihai. He was originally in the military, but later transferred to a government department. I don't know exactly what he does, just that his rank is not low. I often help him manage his accounts in the Netherlands."
"It seems like another corrupt official," Long Long interjected.
"He's definitely not just a simple corrupt official. Have you heard of the Heavenly Mechanism Group?" Zhang Yang immediately asked.
"No," Pigo replied succinctly.
"Managing accounts? How much money has he had you manage in total?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.
"He has an account at Swiss Bank, totaling several hundred million. He always gives me some benefits; otherwise, how could I enjoy a good life with that small barbershop?" Pigo was clearly flustered, constantly scratching his hair, which was a mess on his not-so-wealthy head.
"How does he know the whereabouts of the three people from the Heavenly Mechanism Group?" When Zhang Yang asked this question, he gently placed his hand on Pigo's shoulder.
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