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"Hey, Uncle Li."
Why are you calling?
"The way you're saying that, you definitely need something from me!"
"Either you tell me yourself, or I won't accept any other method."
"No, what's wrong with you guys? You were so grumpy when you called Song Yize, and now you're doing the same thing to you. What happened?"
It was just a casual question, but unexpectedly, something actually happened.
"Are you really Fan Siwen?"
"How could it be fake? Do you want me to take a picture of my nose hairs so you can compare them?"
Hearing this tone, the person on the other end seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Young Master, where are you? The sanatorium has been blown up."
"What did you say?" Fan Siwen was clearly incredulous. "Dare you say it again?"
“Someone impersonated me at the sanatorium and kidnapped your friend. Your other two friends were also nearly assassinated.”
"Such a big thing happened, and you didn't say a word!"
"Do you want to check my call log? Which of the calls I made to you went through?"
Fan Siwen remained silent for a moment, realizing he had arrived at an inopportune time.
"Where is he? Has he been caught?"
Why didn't you ask your friend if they were alright first?
After thinking about it, if there was anything wrong, Song Yize should have told him just now.
"With you here, what am I worried about!"
"Sometimes I really should think about what would happen to you if I weren't there."
"I trust you to handle things."
"The person has been apprehended and is currently being held in a sanatorium, awaiting transfer to the police."
"No! Keep it locked up for now! Don't let anyone touch it. Feed it on time every day until I get back!"
"Come back already!"
"I'm locked up by my dad!"
"Oh, you're with the master."
The tone of the other person's voice was clearly different from before.
"What, you're not worried about me being with him?"
"Give me a definite answer on when you'll be back, so I can prepare accordingly."
"You'd better plead for me first, otherwise how am I supposed to go back?"
"It's best if I don't interfere in your affairs. He doesn't even know about what's happening at the sanatorium yet."
"It's good that I didn't know, it's good that I didn't know, Uncle Li, you must have kept it a secret for me."
"Who knows how long they can keep it a secret."
"We'll keep it a secret as long as possible."
There was no sound from the other end.
"Uncle Li, I'll be back as soon as possible. Let's keep in touch if anything happens!"
"I will serve you with my last breath."
Hang up the phone.
Fan Siwen sensed that something was wrong.
Under normal circumstances, it would be understandable if the other party was targeting Chen Lili. But what's the point of dragging Mo Yang and Song Yize into this?
If they wanted to kill him to silence him and destroy evidence, why did they bring Mo Yang along?
The fact that they kidnapped Song Yize shows that Song Yize is useful to them.
At least for now, there's still one weakness they have at play against them.
So, the next step is to figure out how to make good use of Song Yize to launch a counterattack.
After thinking it over, Fan Siwen went to Fan Tianqi's room.
He knocked on the door. "Are you inside?"
No one answered.
"Old Fan, are you there?"
"No respect for elders."
Hearing the voices inside, Fan Siwen pushed open the door and went in.
I saw this person making a phone call.
I randomly picked a chair and sat down.
After waiting for a long time, I finally heard the person's closing words.
“No manners at all,” the man said as he sat back down behind his desk.
"I want to go back to China."
Fan Siwen spoke with righteous indignation.
Don't even think about it.
The other person's refusal was firm and resolute.
"No, you're a bit controlling. Who locks their child up to raise them for no reason?"
Faced with Fan Siwen's provocation, the other side didn't respond at all.
Fan Siwen moved her face closer. "I'm asking you, is there something you're having trouble telling me about locking me up?"
The person on the other end still ignored him.
"I understand, this must be related to things back home."
The person opposite him suddenly looked up at him, and Fan Siwen absorbed the tone in their eyes.
"I was right!"
Fan Siwen suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
"Do you know something?"
The person opposite me was still wearing glasses and intently looking at the documents in their hands, without even looking up.
"Are you involved in this? Could it be that you were involved too?"
"nonsense!"
Faced with the person getting more and more excited as they talked, the other person finally retaliated.
"Tell me everything you know, or else..."
"Otherwise what?"
Fan Siwen was interrupted by the person opposite her halfway through her sentence.
The cold tone left Fan Siwen at a loss for words.
“Those people in China are really important to me, and I have to go back immediately.”
Her tone softened, and it was clear that Fan Siwen was really getting anxious.
The person sitting opposite him put down the documents in his hand, slowly took off his glasses, and looked at Fan Siwen.
“Sometimes, when people’s lives are used as bargaining chips, there’s no need to continue the relationship. Everyone understands the principle of running away when faced with danger, so why don’t you understand it?”
"As long as it's not a dead end, we can turn things around."
"Why are you so stubborn, child! Who do you think I did all this for?!"
"Even if it's for my sake, you have to ask for my opinion!"
"What's there to ask for your opinion?"
"You've never believed me in your entire life! In your eyes, I'm incapable of doing anything right!"
"You're just incapable of doing anything right!"
Fan Siwen, suppressing her anger, said, "This time, I'll make you look at me in a completely different light!"
He slammed the door shut and left.
The person inside the room was so angry that they slammed their fist on the table.
"How could I have given birth to such an ungrateful child!"
In a fit of anger, his asthma flared up, and he hurriedly rummaged through the drawer, his hands trembling, looking for the inhaler. After searching for a long time, he finally picked it up and sprayed it a few times. Once his breathing had calmed down a bit, he looked towards the door with a slightly worried expression.
Fan Siwen walked out of his father's study, feeling a burning anger within him.
After all these years, I still think he's a good person. I must have been blind.
Thinking of the people in China who are in mortal danger, and knowing that he not only can't go back but is also completely helpless, he was extremely anxious.
I ran down several flights of stairs, taking three steps at a time.
The passing waiters quickly stepped aside, afraid of bumping into the man.
I spent the whole night thinking it over and over, and came up with a few ideas, but unfortunately there was no one around who could lend a helping hand at this moment.
After thinking it over carefully, Fan Siwen called a private investigator.
"What?"
Late at night, a person preparing for bed was disturbed by a phone call. Upon answering, they were given an impossible task.
"You want me to help them get a fake death certificate? Do you even know that this is China? Death certificates must be issued truthfully. Even if there's a fire, where did the body come from? Where did the test report come from? Who issues it? You think it's easy?"
"Well, I've found you! You know a lot of people and have a wide network, so this is a piece of cake for you. Please help me, I really can't find anyone else." After saying a lot of nice words, polite words, complaints, and coquettish words, the other party finally opened a small opening after a long time.
"Let me make this clear from the start: if anything goes wrong, don't try to find me. I won't take responsibility, but I will ensure the safety of my people immediately if anything happens."
"Don't worry about that. I'm quite capable of handling this kind of thing, and I definitely won't let you out."
"I can't accept your guarantee. Let's put it in writing and sign a legal document."
"Alright, alright, a detective who prefers legal stuff."
"What do you know? This is called making a living."
"Yes, yes, don't worry. Not only will your personal safety be guaranteed, but once the job is done, you'll also be paid to your satisfaction."
Shortly after hanging up the phone, I received an informed consent form from the other party.
Fan Siwen glanced at it briefly. This guy was indeed a detective; everything in the informed consent form was perfect, and he was the one who ultimately explained everything.
Well, with a simple "I knew nothing," this person has absolved himself of all responsibility.
After much thought, he had no other choice but to place all his hopes on Uncle Li.
Just as I was about to exit, I saw the other party send me a payment QR code.
The amount on the QR code for receiving payment is outrageously high.
"That guy!"
Fan Siwen got angry in a fit of rage.
He's always the one giving raises to others; I've never seen him ask for money so frantically, and the number of zeros after that is ridiculously high.
The other party followed up with an impatient tone, "You're paid to do things, and your subordinates are always complaining. You can't afford to fail to deal with even one of them properly. Send their salaries over first."
Fan Siwen gritted his teeth. If you ask someone for help, you have to be willing to suffer losses.
He brought it all on himself.
Seeing the money his father had just transferred to him, money he hadn't even had a chance to hold onto, vanish in an instant, his heart bled like a knife.
After checking the time, I made a phone call to Uncle Li.
"Hey, Uncle Li, there's something I'd like to ask you..."
The person on the other end sensed something was wrong when they heard Fan Siwen use the word "beg," and immediately waved their hand in refusal after hearing him finish speaking, saying, "No, no, no, no."
"Does he know about these gentlemen? If problems arise, it won't be a small matter."
"Don't worry, Uncle Li, nothing will happen. I've already arranged everything. All that's missing is your little push. Once this is over, find a media outlet to publish an article saying that a nursing home accidentally caught fire, most people were successfully evacuated, and only three people were trapped inside. I've even thought of a headline for you. Then we can get someone to clear things up. The stock won't drop too badly. As long as we do our best and give it a good talking-to, the stock might even rise instead of fall."
"It's not as easy as you say. Besides, the whole organization isn't just owned by our family; there are so many other shareholders."
"Make it look like an accident, then find someone to take the blame and just throw them out there. Say it was a government official from XX who caused it out of personal grudges. As long as we throw enough mud, the other side won't dare to retaliate. Maybe the government will even fund the repairs in the end. It will also clear why my dad is being controlled by them. Currently, there's only one large institution in the country under his name, so we can take this opportunity to transfer it abroad, which will also solve his immediate problem."
"That's true, but I think we need to discuss this matter with the master again."
"Let me make this clear first. He doesn't know that I've arranged for them all to stay in a sanatorium. If he finds out, you'll be in big trouble. Uncle Li, it's best not to say anything about this."
"But we'll have to wait until then..."
“If I help him then, he will naturally forgive me. Telling him now is a dead end.”
The person on the other end paused for a moment, as if making up his mind, before saying, "Young Master, this time, not only my life and fortune, but the lives of my entire family are in your hands."
Fan Siwen made a solemn promise.
"Trust me, I will protect your safety. After the incident, there's no need to evacuate anyone; just move them directly into the underground safe shelter and wait for me to return."
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