Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 571 Savior File

  In the middle of the night, the lobby area, the Huadima parish...Several lobby area police stations have received calls to the police one after another, and bodies were found on the spot in a certain area.

  "The boss, the black market traffickers died all the year round. The main victims were fugitives. The killers should be professional assassins. They were very clean. No evidence was left at the scene, but a briefcase was left."

   "Boss, what happened was the entertainment club on the black market. The dead were pulled and pimped. There were several imprisoned minors in the house. A briefcase was left at the scene."

   "The boss..."

For three or four consecutive nights, the siren sounded through the streets, and the headlines of the news were replaced by even more exciting news before they had time to hype. From trafficking, people to illegal business operations, all the people involved in the crime were on the spot. Killed, no murderer can be found.

  The leaders of several police stations are all one head and two big at a time, but the trouble is not to find the perpetrator, but...

"There have been accidents in the black market, and this must be deliberately targeted. The above has said long ago, don't touch the black market, what should we do now?" The leaders who had spent several nights looked haggard and frown, looking at the file bag in front of them. Just like a hot potato, "There has already been a call, and it is clear that this matter is to be suppressed, but this thing..."

Everyone knows who    represents over there.

"Pressing down is not a problem, but the problem is that things are probably not that simple." The chief of the police station in the lobby area, represented by the Economic Center, picked up the file envelope on the desk in thought, which was left by the murderer in every case. It is full of crimes committed by the deceased in the underground market.

  These materials are warning signals sent to them by the other party.

"What the **** does this guy want to do, forcing us to investigate the underground market, do you want to be the savior? He is really full." The directors who have never been so overwhelmed are suddenly angry and don't care about high-level meetings. Yelled at the scene.

  The gambling city’s three schools and nine tiers originally hide dirt and dirt, not to mention that there are people who control it. If you want to really set off the black market, it will definitely be a poisonous sore that can corrode the entire city.

  "The Savior..." The director of the lobby area murmured, his frowning eyebrows passed heavy worries, "Is it possible to be the God of salvation?"

  ……

  Finally presented on the Fan’s study case is a document called the ‘Savior’s File’.

  "You manage the business below, have you heard about this person?" Fan Hong sat on the sofa chair behind the desk, and tapped the capitalized and bold words on the cover with his pipe.

  Fan Jingyu and Zhan Chen stood at the desk and saw the cover almost at the same time.

"Dad, this person is making trouble in the city right now. The code name is given by the media. They say they are justified, and there are inevitably exaggerated things." For fear of being robbed of the opportunity, Fan Jingyu took the lead in opening his mouth, picking up good words, and patting his chest: "Dad, it's just a little flea, leave it to me to deal with. The casino has been here for so many years, so it's so easy to make a storm."

  The tree is big and windy, but the big tree also has deep roots.

  The Fan family has been based in Macau for 20 years. It has seen any storms, and Fan Jingyu is not unreasonable.

However, when Fan Hong looked at the name on the file, he always felt that something was wrong. Yu Guang caught another silent figure and said Shen Shen, "Zhan Chen, you have been in the underground market for a while, have you heard any noise? "

  Fan Jingyu twitched his lips secretly from the side, and asked what would happen to this person even if he took control of the underground, the human head market was suspended, and the allocation of funds to the casino was not the same as his face. It was a typical fake big empty.

  But Zhan Chen, who seemed to have done nothing, stood up this time and replied without hesitation: "Yes, the person who made trouble at the auction last time was calling himself the ‘savior’."

   "It's him." Fan Hong finally remembered the omission between the electric light and flint. From billions of dollars in funds to the shooting of the second-in-command at the auction, Convenience has disappeared after this incident. Almost everyone, including Fan Hong, believed that the other party had hatred with the old man and deliberately disrupted the situation.

  It now appears that things are not simple.

  "Have all the funds been allocated?" He suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed slightly.

   "They are all put into the casino... Dad, do you suspect that there is a problem with the money?" Zhan Chen nodded, his expression was a bit solemn, and he seemed to have just realized the seriousness of this problem.

   "Impossible, every one has to be counted with a currency detector." Fan Jingyu immediately retorted, somewhat eagerly: "Dad, it is not easy to swallow such a large sum of money. If it is drawn out, it will cause confusion."

  The key point is that he has embezzled hundreds of millions of dollars. He really wants to transfer the money back. The old man really wants to break his leg.

"The money is not the key now." Fan Hong closed his eyes lightly, sighed and raised a more serious question, "The King of Gambling Tournament is at a critical juncture, and the black market problem has caused a chain reaction. If this matter is not handled well, it will seriously affect the opening of the semi-finals and the enthusiasm for betting in the VIP room."

  The contest is an important profitable project in the casino, and there can be no mistakes.

   "Then this matter..."

  "This matter, Dad, let me take care of it. I have many friends outside, so it's easy to inquire about the news." Fan Jingyu grabbed the conversation again, staring at Zhan Chen's mouth that was closed again in an instant, very happy in his heart.

"This matter..." Fan Hong's eyes shifted between the two of them, and finally made a decision. People’s hearts stabilized."

Snapped.

  Fan Jingyu seemed to be slapped severely, his pupils dilated, and he held his fist for a long time before resisting the urge to argue, lowered his head, "I see, Dad."

  What's so good about this cheap son who hasn't been home for more than 20 years? Why does the old man value him so much?

  With full of unspeakable resentment, he made a call after he went out, gritted his teeth and said: "Come on with me a way to let the gang of stupid pigs in the VIP room strip the skin. The bigger the better."

   "Okay, I'll do it right away." On the other end of the phone, the woman's icy voice was filled with indifference, but the clear voice was not difficult to remind of her beautiful face.

  Fan Jingyu’s bad mood was suddenly made a little contemplative by his beautiful imagination, "Tonight, are you free? It's better to be together..."

   "Sorry, I have another job." The woman answered her refusal without waiting for him to finish, and then hung up the phone cleanly.

   "Rely on..." Fan Jingyu kicked the wall depressedly, then turned and left.

  And Zhan Chen, who came out of the study on the other side, bypassed the mansion and went to the flower room.

  (End of this chapter)