As I walked out of the Landis family’s old
mansion, I immediately called Zachary Hayes. “Director Hayes, the plan can begin.”
Now that I had cracked the Landis family’s evil magic, they would definitely be wary of my
variable.
To eliminate any future threats, they would
definitely use even more ruthless means to deal
with me.
But what I wanted was for them to be pushed
into a corner.
The next day, as a strategic analyst in the
investment department of Landis Group, I held
a press conference.
At the conference, I revealed that I was
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currently in charge of a sensitive case involving billions of dollars in illegal fundraising and
overseas money laundering.
“Currently, all the evidence points to a genius who has already passed away in the financial world.”
I said to the reporters mysteriously. “This genius‘ methods are very clever. He used multiple overseas shell companies and complex financial derivatives to construct a huge black hole of funds.”
“Unfortunately, God is jealous of talent.”
I didn’t name names, but it was enough for
those familiar with the inside story to immediately think of Prescott Landis.
As an employee of the Landis Group, I was directly targeting the president’s brother, which was a big news story no matter how you looked
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Unsurprisingly, after being embellished and
fermented by the media, the article quickly
spread within the financial circle.
I knew that the people of the Landis family
would definitely see it.
Prescott Landis was the Landis family’s pride
and joy, and even more so the most valued
grandson of the Landis family’s old patriarch.
Before his death, Prescott had been using his financial talents to engage in shady
transactions for the group.
His death had cut off many clues.
The reason why the Landis family wanted to hold a shady wedding for him, in addition to the so–called soul–soothing, was a desire to lock in the memories of those transactions in his soul
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through evil magic, to prevent them from being snooped by opponents or some mysterious force.
Now that I had publicly claimed to have
evidence, it was a direct threat to the Landis
family’s most core interests.
They could not possibly sit idly by.
Sure enough, late one night three days later, I received an alarm from the miniature camera installed in my office.
In the surveillance footage, two sneaky figures sneaked into my office, rummaging through
cabinets and drawers in search of the so–called evidence.
Of course, they wouldn’t find anything, because the evidence didn’t exist at all.
I watched the surveillance footage and saved
the vidna
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The next morning, I took this complete video
and walked into the police station.
“Officer, I want to report a crime.”
“My office was illegally invaded, I suspect it
was commercial espionage.”
The police were very efficient and quickly
started a case investigation.
Through the surveillance video and the
overnight interrogation of the two men, the
clues pointed to their employer–the security
director of the Landis Group.
The police were stunned when they learned who
was behind the scenes.
Internal theft within the group? Crying “stop
thief“?
