——The current head of the Shen family, the controller of the Shen business empire, and the mastermind behind their pursuit this time.
Zhou Yuan clenched the half chess piece tightly: "So Dad really..."
"He did something illegal," Lin Man said with a wry smile, "but he had a backup plan."
She pointed to the number on the teddy bear's chip: S-17-0923.
"The combination to the safe deposit box at the Swiss Bank in Bangkok is your birthday."
The freighter suddenly shook violently, and the muffled rumble of a thunderstorm could be heard in the distance. Zhou Yuan hugged her knees tightly, suddenly remembering her father's back when he left home for the last time.
He stood at the door and looked back at her, his eyes so complicated that she couldn't understand.
Now she finally understood.
That's guilt.
Three days later, Chinatown, Bangkok.
Zhou Yuan, wearing a baseball cap, walked into an old chess shop with her head lowered. The shop was filled with the scent of sandalwood. The old man behind the counter didn't even look up: "Want to buy chess pieces or play chess?"
Zhou Yuan placed half a "chariot" chess piece on the counter.
The old man's eyes narrowed, and he slowly raised his head: "Where's the other half?"
"In the sea." Zhou Yuan said softly.
The old man was silent for a moment, then turned and flipped open a calendar on the wall, revealing a safe. He entered the password, took out a yellowed document envelope, and handed it to Zhou Yuan.
"Your father said that if only half a chess piece comes one day, give it to the person who takes it."
Inside the file bag was an account book that recorded every illegal money transaction between Zhou Hui and the Shen family over the past decade. The last page was written in red pen:
"Chen Yanxiu killed me. If you see this line, it means I deserve to die too."
Zhou Yuan's tears fell on the paper.
Lin Man stood at the entrance of the alley, keeping watch, and suddenly lowered her voice: "Someone is following us."
Zhou Yuan quickly stuffed the account book into her backpack, and caught a glimpse of a figure in a black suit passing by the corner of the street - someone from the Shen family had arrived.
They went through the entire account book in the shabby hotel.
Zhou Hui’s “business empire” does not exist at all.
He started out as a smuggler in his early years and later became a puppet for the Shen family to launder money. Those glamorous investment projects were all a cover to conceal the flow of black money.
"So... Dad was silenced?" Zhou Yuan's voice trembled.
Lin Man shook his head: "No, he wanted to resist."
She pointed to the attachment on the last page of the ledger—an encrypted USB backup record marked "S-17-0923."
"Your father secretly copied the information of all the Shen family's clients, including drug lords and arms dealers wanted by Interpol." Lin Man smiled bitterly, "He thought he could save his life with this."
Suddenly, there was the sound of a car braking suddenly outside the window.
Zhou Yuan yanked the curtains shut and pulled out a flare gun from her backpack: "Mom, we have to go to the bank."
Lin Man held her hand and said, "Besides the USB drive, there are more important things in the safe."
"What?"
"The apology letter your father left for you."
UBS Bangkok.
The moment Zhou Yuan entered the password, the alarm suddenly rang throughout the entire block.
——Someone from the Shen family hacked into the bank system.
There was only a brown paper bag in the safe. Zhou Yuan opened it with trembling hands. Inside was a key, a letter, and...
Her admission photo.
On the back of the photo was written: "I'm sorry, Dad, I couldn't be a good person."
Lin Man suddenly pulled her to the ground.
Glass shattered and bullets flew over their heads.
The moment the black-clad bodyguards rushed into the bank, Zhou Yuan saw the label on the key: "Zurich, Account #0923"
That was the last escape Zhou Hui left for them.
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