Under One Person: God Profiler

Or does Zhuge Qing know something that makes him believe Xia Linyuan's proportion cannot be small?

As Wang Ye thought about this, his expression gradually calmed down.

"Fine, let's recalculate it. How much difference can it make?"

Wang Ye rose, gently closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged on the bench, his hair bun moving without any wind...

Xia Linyuan....

As time passed, Wang Ye's brows furrowed, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears gradually flushed red...

Wang Ye slowly opened his eyes, lifeless, and slumped straight down from the bench. A tiny speck of dust fluttered slightly at the tip of his nose, a sign of his last breath...

Why has it changed so much...?

Could it be that Xia Linyuan has taken the wrong path...?

cough cough...

Damn it, the backlash is bigger than I imagined... Wang Ye's consciousness gradually faded into darkness, and he could vaguely hear the exclamations of passersby.

Chapter 140 The Simple and Unadorned War

Xia Linyuan walked back home, where the Gao brothers were sprawled out on the living room carpet, snoring loudly.

Xia Linyuan shook his head, walked lightly to Gao Zhan's side, picked up the camera, and went upstairs to his room.

Play the video.

Many people were victimized by what Wang Zizhou had done. Xia Linyuan glanced through the document briefly, then began to peruse the Wang family's records.

Those who benefited from Wang Zizhou's evil deeds were marked and laid out one by one.

A confession can be made with just a few words.

But taking responsibility for one's crimes is often not as simple as just talking about it.

As the sunlight gradually shifted, the sky resembled a towering mountain. The sun rose from the east, paused briefly at the summit, and then began its descent.

Xia Linyuan stared blankly at the list of more than seventy names.

More than seventy employees who managed the Wang family's business used the children to their own advantage. They employed illegal means to compete in the business during their public relations efforts.

Was Wang Ai completely unaware of this? Or did he truly believe that the Ten Elders' position allowed them to wield absolute power?

Xia Linyuan sighed softly, tapping the seventy documents with his fingertips as he pondered how to deal with them.

If these are handed over to Feng Zhenghao, given his current situation, he might directly give these lists to Wang Ai in exchange for her trust. In that case, the timeframe for dealing with the Wang family would be extended indefinitely.

Xia Linyuan opened his bank app, displaying the numbers: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

Seventy-four million two hundred thousand.

As expected, we still need to rely on those speculators.

As Xia Linyuan was pondering, his phone rang.

Xia Linyuan answered the phone and Zhuge Yue's worried voice came through.

"Little brother, why aren't you at work today? Are you sick?"

Xia Linyuan was slightly taken aback: "No, thank you for your concern, sister. I was just doing an internship at the company, and I didn't go to work today because I had a professor's open class."

"Oh, I see. Remember to ask for leave next time something like this happens. Assistant Zhu seemed very angry today; I wonder if it's because of you."

"Let him get angry if he wants to. I can't see what's going on. Let him be angry all he wants. If he dares to say anything to me, I'll quit."

"Haha, it's so good to have no pressure. I'm relieved to see you're okay. I'm still at work, so I'll hang up now."

"it is good."

Xia Linyuan hung up the phone and fell into deep thought.

Zhu Yang was in charge of providing Wang Jianguo with supplies. It seems the Wang family is aware of the situation at the welfare home.

There is no time to lose.

Money should be spent wisely.

"Five Ghosts, wake up the two people downstairs."

Xia Linyuan said calmly.

At Xia Linyuan's command, four dark figures and a robot vacuum cleaner floated out of the room.

Not long after, the Gao brothers staggered into Xia Linyuan's house.

"Brother Xia, what's up?"

Gao Zhan yawned and asked.

"You've slept for half the day, but you're still not full?"

Xia Linyuan's voice was icy, making Gao Zhan shiver: "Sleep, I've had enough sleep! What are your orders, Brother Xia!"

Xia Linyuan handed the list he had marked to Gao Zhan.

“Find a group of online writers to accuse these people of malicious competition and expose their crimes.”

"Seven days is the period during which public opinion ferments. When the public opinion does not subside, the victims' ambition for revenge will be aroused, and some of them will speak out."

Gao Zhan flipped through the documents and said, "What if they've been persecuted by the Wang family and don't dare to stand up for themselves?"

"Then let's go to their door and force them to take the lead," Gao Yuan said matter-of-factly. "They've gotten a huge advantage by helping them seek justice for free; we can't let them back down."

"Watching police dramas wasn't a waste of time," Xia Linyuan said calmly.

"The Wang family acquired the company in an extraordinary manner, and the price was seriously inconsistent with the market valuation. They will take action to clean up or hide the acquisition contract or the nominee shareholding agreement."

"Gao Yuan, find a group of paparazzi or private investigators to keep an eye on them. Make sure to track their movements. If there are any related actions, record them and hand the evidence over to Hua Dong. They will be responsible for the final arrest and prison handover. In special circumstances, you can keep the evidence yourself."

"I'll find a group of thugs as backup. I'll transfer the funds for the operation to your anonymous bank account. The operation will begin tomorrow. Understand?"

Xia Linyuan asked softly.

With lofty aspirations and a proud spirit, he declared, "Mission accomplished!"

.....

Wang Family Compound

Wang Ai looked at the message sent by her subordinates, her face showing neither joy nor sorrow.

"Dad, Jianguo was taken down by the people from Huazhong Company."

Wang Ai's son, Wang Hu, respectfully reported the situation from the side: "The children from the orphanage have all been taken away. At present, Huazhong Company has not done anything detrimental to the Wang family."

“There’s no way the little girl from the Ren family would dare to say that.” Wang Ai said, her eyes fixed on her phone without even looking up, “I left Wang Jianguo a Northeast Immortal.”

"In times of chaos, fists are relied upon; in times of order, money is relied upon. Using money to support fists is how a family can grow stronger."

"That little girl from the Ren family is afraid that if we push her too far, she'll send troops to Shanhaiguan."

Wang Hu lowered his head even further and said respectfully, "Father, you are wise."

"Bang!" Wang Ai suddenly slammed the coffee table to the ground and angrily shouted at Wang Hu, "As my son, you don't solve the problem when the Wang family is in trouble. Instead, you flatter me. Is this what the young master of the Wang family should do?"

"My child knows I'm wrong!"

"If you admit your mistake, hurry up and get to work. Announcements are for servants. Think carefully about what your job is!"

"Go."

Wang Ai sighed and waved to Wang Hu. Just as Wang Hu reached the door, he said, "Wait, call Bing'er here."

"Yes."

Wang Hu responded and walked out of the room. Once he was out of Wang Ai's sight, Wang Hu straightened up, adjusted his collar, and then beckoned a gardener, saying, "Call Wang Bing here; the master wants to see him."

"Alright, sir."

The gardener respectfully responded and quickly left.

Wang Hu turned to look at the Wang family compound that had oppressed him for half his life, his face frosty: "Father, what do you want me to do to satisfy you?"

He paused for a moment, then turned and left.

Not long after, Wang Bing staggered in: "Grandpa, you were looking for me!"

"Oh, my dear grandson."

Wang Ai shifted her body to the side while sitting in the chair, patted the space she had made, and said, "Come on, sit here."

Wang Bing shrugged: "No, it's too crowded. I'm all grown up now, there's no room for me in that small space."

"Just tell me what's wrong, I'm in a hurry to play games."

Wang Ai smiled and shook her head: "Bing'er, don't get too obsessed with playing games. Remember to practice martial arts."

"What does it matter? I can devour spirits anyway."

The king had no concept of the Way.

"..."

Wang Ai was silent for a moment: "Your Uncle Jianguo had an accident. In the future, there may not be as many spiritual entities as there are now."