“Yellen Westin, right? Let me introduce myself. My name is Xing Baohua, the actual controller of Columbia Group, and also Zou Wenjuan’s boyfriend.” Xing Baohua said as he stood in front of the black man.
The ship was now full of his men, and two guards were mixing cement with multi-functional shovels.
While Xing Baohua was questioning him, the metal bucket had already been moved to the side of the Westin. Even a fool could see what they were going to do next.
“I’m sorry, sir, I think there must be some misunderstanding. Really, I swear I didn’t do anything to Miss Zou,” Yellen Westin said, somewhat flustered.
"She didn't do anything wrong, yet she took some illegal drugs. She didn't do anything wrong, yet she got into a car accident, and the driver who hit her died, and her personal assistant also died. Tell me, you didn't do this?" Xing Baohua asked.
"Sir, you can't slander me like this. Even in court, evidence is essential. Why do you assume it's me just because I called her a few times? I was merely inviting her to our company. It was all about business!"
Yellen Westin spoke loudly, and if he hadn't been restrained, he probably would have used physical gestures to express his dissatisfaction.
Xing Baohua waved his hand, and several guards lifted the black man into the oil drum.
"You know what? I like people who are stubborn the most. Actually, I really want to see if you're as stubborn as cement. I like this way." With that, Xing Baohua turned around and went to the driver's seat to get a tablet.
Open the playback software inside, tap start, and the small speaker on the tablet will play the recording of the phone call between Yellen Westin and Zou Wenjuan.
Due to the noise from the sea and the wind, the volume was practically inaudible unless you put it right up to your ear, and the sound quality was also quite low. Anyway, at least this person could hear something.
The black man softened his tone and stopped arguing. He simply raised his head and said to Xing Baohua, "Okay, I admit I did some things. I bribed her assistant to give her some sleeping pills. But I really didn't cause the car accident!"
Upon hearing this, Xing Baohua paused the tablet's playback, glanced at the black man, and then threw the tablet directly into the sea.
As the saying goes, a person's words are always true until their death. Xing Baohua believed the other party's words to some extent.
But this one had to die; he knew too much.
"Hey, let me live. Maybe I can help you find the real culprit. You should know that when you arrested me, it already attracted the attention of our gang. People in our gang never forget a grudge. I am their financial supporter. If I die, their funding will be cut off, and they will definitely fight you to the death."
Yellen Westin was making futile attempts to persuade him, but Xing Baohua waved his hand and the cement was poured into the tin bucket.
This scared the person so much that they screamed.
No matter how much he shouts, on the high seas, all you can see are some large ships sailing in the distance, and the sea breeze passing by, carrying away his shouts along with it.
The lid of the tin bucket was put on and sealed tightly. It was too heavy for two or three people to lift, so they could only move it little by little to the stern of the boat.
With a "thud," the tin bucket splashed onto the sea. These were Yellen Westin's last sounds.
The ship did not return directly to New York, but instead sailed south to Miami, where Xing Baohua disembarked. His private jet was already waiting for him there.
Someone will come and take the yacht away elsewhere.
Xing Baohua returned to Los Angeles with his men, and the matter was basically over, but it also felt like it wasn't.
Who ran over Zou Wenjuan?
According to Yellen Westin, he only wanted to get Zou Wenjuan on drugs so he could ruin her reputation.
Actually, it's not a big deal for celebrities to get involved with illegal drugs in the US. It just adds some fun for the media; that's just how it is in an open country.
Xing Baohua returned to his manor and met with a private investigator, who focused on investigating the car accident.
As for the medication, he's already taken care of that. Of course, he won't skimp on the money he owes the private investigator.
After all, it's very useful if someone provides clues.
Xing Baohua visited Zou Wenjuan at the hospital. Zou Wenjuan is now able to speak and has regained consciousness. She cried when she saw Xing Baohua.
He stepped forward, hugged her head close to his chest, and patted her back, saying, "It's alright now, I've taken care of everything."
“I want to go home. I don’t want to develop my career here anymore,” Zou Wenjuan said, crying.
"Okay, let's go home," Xing Baohua continued to reassure her.
Because Zou Wenjuan's condition still needs a period of stabilization, she cannot travel long distances for the time being and will need to wait one or two weeks before she can leave.
Although Xing Baohua had many things to do, she could only patiently accompany this person for a period of time. The emotional trauma was significant, and there were some aftereffects, such as occasional forgetfulness.
It takes a lot of time to recover. It may even require some rehabilitation training.
The Cripples are a large gang in Los Angeles, controlling not only Los Angeles but also the state where they reside, and wielding considerable territory.
Their biggest financial backers have been kidnapped at gunpoint; how could they not be furious?
The gang leaders sent many of their underlings to investigate.
Fortunately, the mercenary team had disguised themselves, but there were still quite a few flaws. They obtained the live stream footage from that day, copied it, and kept replaying it. They even used medium-sized weapons. Would a gang have such things?
Ordinary rocket launchers are used occasionally, but anyone who knows a bit about equipment can tell from the footage that it's not an ordinary rocket launcher.
There are no pipes that thick, and I don't know which country's equipment it is; I've never seen it before.
Later, after obtaining photos and asking around, it was discovered that it was the latest gadget developed by a certain equipment company in the United States.
Codenamed Javelin, it was designed to deal with those iron lumps weighing fifty or sixty tons.
It is said that it has not yet been launched and is still in the trial stage.
This is using their gang as a testing ground. Whether it's beating people or destroying houses, how can it be a good thing?
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