I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2574 - 1612: Cluck Cluck_2

So all the emotions ended in a smile, and he took a small breath.

"I need a softer bed."

The officer in his thirties who had started focusing on health nodded, picked up his thermos, and was about to leave with his colleague.

At this moment, someone walked past the semi-transparent glass window and was seen by Young Master Zhou, who was facing the window.

"It’s that guy!"

Zhou Shaohua couldn’t help but lift his hand and shout out loud.

It was like a file; every second spent here drained his mental state a bit more.

Subtly, silently.

The person outside the glass window seemed to hear the commotion in the room and turned to look.

One inside, one outside, the two people’s gazes clashed through the glass window.

The person paused for a moment, then continued forward, and then the door was opened.

By regulations, this room definitely should not allow outsiders to enter, but the two officers ignored this, nodded to the newcomer, and tacitly walked around them, leaving one after the other.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Young Master Zhou’s eye twitched, and he couldn’t help but mutter under his breath.

"Damn."

Isn’t it clear?

They’re obviously in cahoots!

"Click."

The door closed.

The three people in the room became two.

Round-robin battle?

Of course not.

Boss Jiang, who was also here to support the inspection team, sat down in the officer’s seat, making it impossible for Young Master Zhou to keep acting, his face darker than the gray walls.

The last time he took the initiative to visit, this time he didn’t utter a single word of greeting.

But the other started to speak politely and with great courtesy.

"What a coincidence."

Is this just passing by, seeing by accident, and then coming in to say hello?

"Mr. Jiang, you have good tactics."

Not to lose face, Young Master Zhou definitely was a man of dignity and did not resort to harsh words, smiling insincerely.

"Being able to command them, I underestimated you, Mr. Jiang."

"Young Master Zhou, mind your words, there is surveillance here."

Boss Jiang kindly reminded him.

Zhou Shaohua looked up at the surveillance camera hanging in the corner of the ceiling, "So what if there’s surveillance? Is telling the truth a crime?"

Jiang Chen neither agreed nor disagreed, sitting in the officer’s seat just as he had sat on his peeling, worn sofa at home that night, making small talk, "How long has Young Master Zhou been in here?"

He could remain the same always, but Young Master Zhou, under heavy mental pressure, couldn’t maintain the state he was in that night, smiling sarcastically.

"Isn’t Mr. Jiang pretending to ask knowingly? I thought Mr. Jiang was a straightforward person."

"Young Master Zhou must have misunderstood. Young Master Zhou’s entry here has nothing to do with me."

Most of the time, at least with men, Boss Jiang was always honest. He had only made a report call, definitely not asking for anyone to be arrested, but the Young Master Zhou sitting opposite certainly wouldn’t see it that way.

"At this point, Mr. Jiang, why be so modest? Are you perhaps worried about the camera overhead?"

Boss Jiang didn’t mind, responding calmly, "Perhaps Young Master Zhou should look for the reasons within himself."

"Fan Wanli’s death has nothing to do with me. Anyone trying to convict me is wishful thinking."

Zhou Shaohua enunciated each word clearly.

"Saying these to me won’t help. The innocent will clear themselves. If Young Master Zhou is innocent, no one can frame him, so Young Master Zhou should maintain a good mindset. A good person won’t stay here for long."

Boss Jiang must have noticed the unusual state of the other party, so he comforted him.

Boss Jiang truly is a kind person.

Even though the other night had ended unpleasurably due to Qing Gege’s interference, he still bore no grudge.

"Of course, I’ll be out soon."

Zhou Shaohua smiled, with sharp eyes, "Otherwise, I’ll have to file a complaint and report."

He said it loudly, surely audible if the camera was operating normally.

No doubt.

This is someone with a big heart.

Even now, his confidence remained unchanged.

A life of grand waves inevitably has ups and downs.

A few small hurdles are nothing to be concerned about.

"It’s good that Young Master Zhou thinks this way."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Then I’ll excuse myself first."

Zhou Shaohua did not engage further, silently watching him get up, then closed his eyes, resting and maintaining his composure.

More than ten minutes later.

The room door opened.

It wasn’t someone delivering a bed.

"You can go now."

Zhou Shaohua opened his eyes, a light smile pulling at his lips, adjusted his clothes before getting up.

When faced with injustice, one must bravely defend one’s legal rights, something every citizen should learn.

He got up, glanced at the surveillance camera, smirked, and left with large strides.

At the entrance of the inspection office.

Boss Jiang hadn’t left yet, having received a phone call.

"Currently, violence against Chinese people and those of Chinese descent is happening worldwide, and the safety of Chinese lives and property abroad is under serious threat, especially among the wealthy group..."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Boss Jiang felt a bit puzzled.

"Who else should I tell?"

The voice on the other end, while devoid of any airs, carried an inherent nobility infused in the voice.

"When Chinese people are wronged, this should be communicated with local authorities, to demand they provide effective protection..."

"Quit giving me these lines, I’m not joking with you. The nature of this issue is very serious, some senior officials’ children are also affected..."

Boss Jiang interrupted again, lightly, "Just have them come back home then, it’s definitely safe here."

The other person chuckled.

"Gloating, are you? If they pin all the blame on you, you’re in for a lot."

"Why pin it all on me? It’s the foreigners robbing them, not me."

"But you started it, they can’t catch you, so they take out the anger differently. Do you know this organized and large-scale violent action now has a unified name?"

"What name?"

"Dragon Hunter Plan."

Jiang Chen laughed to himself: "Quite fitting."

"Anyway, we Sky Dragon People have money, a bit of robbery doesn’t matter, think of it as aiding international friends."

To avoid provoking the other, he added a comment, though it might have been better not to add it.

"You’re doing this on purpose, right? Using others to get those people’s blood."

"I don’t have that capability."

"But that’s the reality."

Jiang Chen was silent, unable to refute. Indeed, many wealthy people’s offspring live abroad, not only the rich; this so-called "Dragon Hunter Plan" undoubtedly puts them at great risk.

They are not pushovers to just take hits without fighting back.

Because of this, Boss Jiang, who initiated the violent action, indeed has irrefutable responsibility,

"I didn’t kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me."

"Are you, too, quite happy about it?"

Jiang Chen suddenly asked.

"Happy about what?"

Princess Cao reflexively asked, then immediately realized and laughed, "Don’t try to pin this on me."

"Aren’t you sick of seeing those people take all the money abroad for consumption? I can’t stand it, getting robbed serves them right."

"Speaking your true thoughts, huh?"

"Oh, Mr. Jiang is still here."

Zhou Shaohua, who did not commit any murders, came out unscathed, greeted Boss Jiang who was on the phone at the door with a smile.

Jiang Chen turned around, unfazed, "Young Master Zhou is out."

"Thanks to your auspicious words, Mr. Jiang. I’m going to see my aunt now."

Is having an aunt something to brag about?

He had an aunt too.

No.

He had more than just an aunt.

Jiang Chen nodded, not showing off like his counterpart.

"Who are you talking to?"

The voice came from the phone.

"Young Master Zhou."

"Young Master Zhou?"

Laughter came from the other end, it wasn’t mocking; Princess Cao wasn’t that vulgar. Her laughter merely reflected the natural reaction of hearing something amusing.

"Aren’t you in Sha City?"

"Yes."

The other end went silent.

"Sha City is at least a prefecture-level city."

Boss Jiang justified his hometown.

"I won’t disturb Mr. Jiang any longer, see you."

Zhou Shaohua glanced at his phone, showing kindness.

Jiang Chen nodded, all seriousness.

"Goodbye, Young Master Zhou."

"Hehe."

As if unable to hold it in, the playful laughter rang out again from the phone.