Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1457 - 1456:

Tony Smith came in person, wanting to make Lin Fan talk.

You could tell he was indeed being very "sincere."

It almost made it look like if Lin Fan still didn’t tell him, Lin Fan would be the one in the wrong.

Lin Fan said, "Mr. Smith, you’ve gone to great lengths to save your own son. In Huaxia we have a saying: ’All parents under heaven are to be pitied.’ Your devotion to saving your son really is touching enough to move heaven and earth."

Tony Smith said, "I know you won’t be moved, but I hope you’ll be swayed by my sincerity."

Lin Fan said, "Mr. Smith is so generous, tossing a billion Euros on the table, it’s hard not to be moved."

Tony Smith said, "So what does Mr. Lin mean by that?"

Lin Fan said, "Originally, I should have been moved. But the moment I think about what I went through on that plane, I can’t help getting mad. In order to take out your target, you didn’t hesitate to bury 200 other innocent people with him, including me. So in your eyes, only your son’s life counts as a life, and everyone else’s doesn’t, is that it?"

Tony Smith’s face twitched and he chuckled, "Mr. Lin, you’re really something. Who could kill you? Aren’t you sitting here alive and well? And the plane didn’t crash either, did it?"

Lin Fan said, "The reason I’m still able to sit here is my own ability. That doesn’t change the fact that you tried to kill people. Mr. Smith, if I tell you who the target is, you’ll turn right around and go kill him, won’t you?"

Tony Smith said, "Is this person a relative or a friend of Mr. Lin? Why should Mr. Lin care about whether he lives or dies? Mr. Lin only needs to take the money, that’s all."

Lin Fan said, "He’s not my relative, and he’s not my friend. He’s my compatriot."

"Since Mr. Lin doesn’t want him dead, I can spare his life. My goal is just to keep him from testifying in court. I don’t necessarily have to take his life." Tony Smith said.

Lin Fan said, "I’d like to believe you. However, you’ve set up an ambush in this church. What’s that supposed to mean?"

Tony Smith froze. Lin Fan actually knew he’d set up an ambush? How did Lin Fan find out?

"Heh, I know how formidable Mr. Lin is, so I had my men set up a little ambush. No other meaning, just protecting myself, Mr. Lin, don’t get the wrong idea." Tony Smith said.

Lin Fan said, "If I hadn’t also noticed the snipers you stationed on the building across from the church, I might have believed you. Mr. Smith, if I’m guessing right, the moment I say the target’s name, I shouldn’t even dream of walking out of the church alive, should I?"

Tony Smith’s face twitched again. "..."

Lin Fan said, "Mr. Smith won’t even spare me, and I’m supposed to believe you’d spare the target? Putting snipers on me—your ’sincerity’ really is overflowing."

Tony Smith said, "If I hadn’t set up an ambush, would you agree?"

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "I’ll be blunt: no. Even if you gave me your entire fortune, I still wouldn’t agree. Some things can’t be measured in money. What’s at stake is justice."

Tony Smith laughed. "Mr. Lin, are you really that naïve? You actually believe in that ’justice’ crap?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I get what you mean. You think talking about justice is childish, because in the real world there’s never been such a thing as justice—only calculations of interest. That’s true; anyone with a brain knows it. Even so, I still have to say: for someone who almost got killed by you, and for those 200 innocent people on that plane who escaped by sheer luck, sending your son to the gallows—that is justice."

Tony Smith’s expression darkened. He realized there was no way Lin Fan would tell him who the target was. His attempt at buying him off had failed.

"Since Mr. Lin refuses to appreciate my kindness, then I have nothing more to say. Mr. Lin, you’re so capable—why don’t you calculate the odds of you and Miss Li both walking out of here safely?" Tony Smith said.

This was a naked, blatant threat!

Lin Fan said, "If that’s how you’re going to threaten me, I can only say: not very high."

Tony Smith said, "In that case, Mr. Lin, do you still have a choice? I’m giving you a choice: tell me who the target is, and I guarantee you walk out of here alive."

Lin Fan said, "Even if I don’t tell you, you might still try to gun me down. If I do tell you, what guarantee do I have that you won’t?"

Tony Smith chuckled, "I’m afraid you don’t have a choice."

Lin Fan said, "How about I give Mr. Smith a choice instead? Call it off. Let your son be judged by your country’s law. First, I won’t tell you who the target is. Second, I’m taking Miss Li out of here right now, and this ends here. In exchange, I’ll give you a useful piece of advice."

Tony Smith said, "What advice?"

Lin Fan said, "Turn yourself in. Once it’s confirmed that you ordered the hijacking of that flight, you won’t be much better off than your son. Since you love him so much, why not go keep him company in prison?"

Tony Smith was getting a little pissed. This Lin Fan was one tough nut to crack.

"You’re the one staring down gun barrels right now. What right do you have to tell me what to do?" Tony Smith snorted.

Lin Fan said, "So Mr. Smith isn’t willing to take my advice. Fine. I’ve given it; you’re just choosing not to accept it."

Tony Smith was genuinely angry now. He couldn’t figure out how Lin Fan could stay so calm with snipers he’d planted all aiming at him.

He refused to believe Lin Fan could fly, that he could take out all his ambushes in an instant or something.

That was impossible!

The only explanation was that this bastard Lin Fan was overconfident.

Tony Smith said, "Now, I’ll teach you what you should do. I’ll give you three seconds. Yes, you only have three seconds. My gunmen are already aiming at Miss Li. With your powers of observation, you should have noticed: at least three sniper rifles are locked on her vital spots."

Lin Fan nodded. "That’s true."

Li Zixia was shocked. She hadn’t even realized that she’d already become the target. It was impossible not to be scared.

Tony Smith said, "My men told me about you—you’re formidable, you really are. You once went solo and wiped out a whole squad of mine, and you even beat the Neon Samurai I hired for a huge fee. But no matter how formidable you are, can you take out all three snipers at once? If you miss even one, Miss Li dies instantly. In other words, if I want her dead, she dies immediately. Do you agree with that, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Fan nodded. "I agree."

Indeed, according to common sense, it would be hard for him to guarantee otherwise.

Tony Smith was very satisfied with that nod. He said, "It’s good that Mr. Lin can recognize the situation. Now, I’ll start counting for real. When I get to three—if Mr. Lin still hasn’t named the target—Miss Li dies here. One!"

Lin Fan said nothing.

"Two!"

Tony Smith said.

For a moment, everyone present grew tense. Yet Lin Fan still stood there calmly, showing no sign of getting ready to talk.

Tony Smith couldn’t help saying, "Mr. Lin, do you really not care whether Miss Li lives or dies?"