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"I fucking regret it so much..." Flying Eagle felt a deep sense of regret.

If I had known this would happen, I would have just let those guys buy them. Now they've been beaten up for no reason.

He didn't care about being hit; the key was that he was afraid of wasting time trying to save her, and if it attracted other people's attention, that would be bad.

Just as the saying goes, "What you think of comes to pass," a chieftain who had been stripped of his clothes rushed in from outside the stage at that moment: "This is the guy! He stole my clothes!"

"what?"

For a moment, the scene seemed to freeze. Eagle, seeing that things were going badly, quickly endured the pain and got up, preparing to leave with Ada and Elsa.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"I never expected it to be you, you bastard. I should have given you a second shot yesterday." The bandit glared fiercely at Flying Eagle.

If Flying Eagle hadn't feigned death yesterday, he should have been dead by now. Why would he have to come here and cause trouble for me today?

"You bastard, I'll send you to hell," the bandit said, raising his gun to aim at Flying Eagle, who was surrounded in the middle.

"We're doomed, we're going to die!" Ada and Elsa screamed in terror.

"It's all your fault! If you had left earlier, we might all have run away," Ada said, still angry with Elsa.

It's all because of this woman getting in the way; otherwise, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.

"How was I supposed to know it was Jack? I thought..." Elsa protested, feeling wronged. She thought the other person was the chief, and if she had known it was Jack, she definitely wouldn't have acted this way.

"Alright, can you guys stop arguing? If it weren't for saving you, would I be here?" Jack roared.

These two women are such a burden. Not only are they useless, they also cause trouble for us.

Now look what's happened. He's going to die here, he's definitely going to die. As for the two girls, it's not so certain. Maybe these bandits will spare their lives and put them up for auction again later.

Seeing the resigned look in Flying Eagle's eyes, the bandit's gaze turned fierce, and he was about to pull the trigger when a sudden gunshot rang out. The man on the sofa who was pointing a gun at Flying Eagle's head fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack."

The town was filled with frantic shouting.

There are many bandits in the desert, and when their hideouts are discovered, the bandits are usually wiped out.

Gunshots rang out one after another, and bandits kept falling to the ground. At this moment, Eagle, who had escaped death, hurriedly led Ada and Elsa to flee for their lives.

The bandits, no longer caring about Flying Eagle and his men, hurriedly searched for the direction from which the gunshots had come.

Not long after, Eagle escaped with Ada and Elsa.

The guy who fired the shot was also located by the bandits; it was Chen Ziwen.

He had witnessed everything that had just happened below. He had seen these two incompetent teammates when he watched the movie. If he were Flying Eagle, he certainly wouldn't care whether they lived or died.

If it weren't for the fact that they still needed Flying Eagle and the others to find the gold, Chen Ziwen wouldn't have stepped in to save them.

As for these sand bandits?

Sorry, Chen Ziwen really didn't take them seriously. Even if there were a hundred of them, they would just be cattle and sheep to Chen Ziwen.

"—Helping weaklings." Chen Ziwen looked at the bandits below with disdain, repeatedly pulling the trigger of his AK47.

"Da da da"

The muzzle of the AK47 was like a fiery serpent, constantly firing bullets. With the help of Chen Ziwen, a top-notch marksman, every bullet could hit a person.

A group of indigenous bandits armed with rifles were no match for Chen Ziwen, who was AK47 and a sharpshooter.

It might be a minute, or it might be ten minutes. It seemed to pass quickly, but for these bandits, it was like a nightmare.

If it really is a nightmare, they hope to wake up sooner, because the feeling of being slaughtered is so unbearable that it makes them unable to resist.

For the bandits, death itself was not their greatest fear; what they feared most was dying without knowing why.

To this day, they have not seen what the person who killed their partner looked like, they only know the general location of the person.

One by one, they rushed forward and died. The area twenty meters ahead was like a forbidden zone; anyone who stepped into it would fall to the ground and die a violent death, without exception.

Later on, even when these bandits hid, the enemy would find their positions and kill them with pinpoint shots to the head.

Panic is contagious, like a plague. After more than thirty bandits died, the remaining bandits scattered in panic, scrambling to escape and none of them wanted to become the next corpse.

They might have run away from other people, but they didn't even have a chance to escape from Chen Ziwen.

Tremble!

Half an hour later, the once bustling town became lifeless and devoid of any vitality.

"Huixiang, why are you in such a hurry to see me?" Yazi asked Huixiang as she arrived at the coffee shop as agreed.

She was at work when she received a call from Huixiang, who asked her to come out for a moment because she had something to tell her. Huixiang sounded very urgent, so Yazi came over without delay.

"Ya Zi, take a look at this document." Hui Xiang's expression was somewhat serious as she placed a stack of documents in front of Ya Zi.

"What information is this?" Ya Zi was stunned for a moment, but the first thing she saw in the information was the name Chen Ziwen.

"Chen Ziwen?"

"This name looks so familiar," Ya Zi suddenly realized. "Isn't this the name I saw when I was checking those entry and exit lists?"

She was just finding out about this person when Huixiang arrived. She handed the information to Huixiang without paying any attention to it herself.

"This……"

Yako looked up at Huixiang, who gestured to the documents: "You'll find out as you read on."

Since Huixiang said so, Yazi watched with curiosity.

The information on the first page is very simple, mainly describing Chen Ziwen's profile: name Chen Ziwen, male, Han nationality, age 25.

Occupation: The actual behind-the-scenes owner of Lan Kwai Fong.

Assets: a high-rise building, hundreds of apartments, and a seaside villa...

The page is basically filled with these kinds of things. At first glance, this man named Chen Ziwen should be a wealthy man.

"He's just a rich man, what's so interesting about him?" Yako was a little puzzled, but Huixiang insisted, and she turned to the second page to continue reading.

In school incidents, playing cards can be used to kill within ten steps, comparable to the flying flowers and plucking leaves in martial arts movies.

Seeing this, Yako's expression turned somewhat serious.

Subsequently, it was shown that Chen Ziwen was not at home when the Fugui set sail.

As for why it's considered "suspected," it wasn't noted in the information.

"Huixiang, why is there nothing written here?" Huixiang pointed to the blank space. Since she raised the suspicion, why not write down the specific details?

"I had no evidence; I was just guessing based on some clues." Huixiang didn't hide anything; he wasn't sure about it at the time either.

"Oh? Tell me about it." Ya Zi became interested.

"This man named Chen Ziwen has a girlfriend named Li Xinxin, who is a teacher at the school, and she also has a close friend named He Min, who is also a teacher at the school."

"When I was investigating this situation, I heard some students talking about how He Min was in a bad mood for a while, so I did some in-depth investigation."

"I found out that He Min had invited Chen Ziwen and Li Xinxin to dinner, but they politely declined, which is why He Min was in a bad mood. However, without the parties involved' confirmation, we can't be sure," Huixiang said after thinking carefully.

"But what does this have to do with Chen Ziwen going to Fugui?" Ya Zi was a little confused.

What does all this prove when put together? Just because someone didn't attend the gathering, does that mean he went to the Fortune Hotel? That's a far-fetched argument.

"Of course not. Although the timing is somewhat coincidental, I wouldn't suspect him because of that. Just keep reading," Huixiang said, pointing to the documents below.

If it were just these things, Huixiang wouldn't have said it was a suspicion.

"it is good"

Ya Zi didn't say much and continued reading, and then she saw the information about Xinpo.

According to the information, Chen Ziwen rushed to Singapore by plane the night before, but returned early the next morning.

And the timing was exactly the two days that Ya Zi was taking action; the timing was also very coincidental.

If once is a coincidence, what about twice?

Hui Xiang admitted that even if it was just two coincidences, it was a bit of a stretch to list Chen Ziwen as a suspect without any evidence.

However, Huixiang had already investigated all the people who entered and exited the country that day, and only Chen Ziwen had these two coincidences.

"This..." Now that things have come to this, Yako is starting to have doubts. It's just too much of a coincidence, but evidence? Sorry, there isn't any.

"So, did you call me here this time because there's something you need my help with?" Yako closed the file and looked at Huixiang.

She knew that Huixiang showed her this information because she needed the police's help to find information that she couldn't access herself.

“Yes, haven’t you noticed the strangest part of the whole thing yet? Where did Chen Ziwen get his money?” Huixiang said, pointing out the most important point.

Yes, according to the information, Chen Ziwen first bought the villas and houses with money, and then became the behind-the-scenes owner of Lan Kwai Fong.

Moreover, the timing of the establishment of Lan Kwai Fong was also quite coincidental, as it coincided with the establishment of Nirvana Memorial Park and construction began after the trip to Singapore.

"I understand." Yako's expression was somewhat serious.

When it comes to financial matters, the police need to get involved, and Huixiang, a private investigator, doesn't have that capability.

"I'll go back and ask my superiors to investigate the source of Chen Ziwen's funds," Ya Zi said with a serious expression.

If she were to catch Chen Ziwen and find that he was the same bastard from back then, she would absolutely not let him go.

"Ya Zi, I'm showing you these documents with only one request: if it really is him, you must tell me." Hui Xiang looked at Ya Zi with a pleading expression.

If she hadn't been forced to, and had no other way to prove it, she really wouldn't have wanted to look for Yako.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you," Yako nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll be leaving now." Huixiang left with a somewhat complicated expression.