Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1984: Chapter 1807: A Section of the City Wall Was Knocked Down

Old?

Thinking about this.

The old man’s nerves couldn’t help but tense.

The consortiums’ arrogance comes from ’controlling everything’ — war, wealth, economy, the direction of the world, advanced technology… all exceeding the imagination limit of ordinary people.

However.

Now.

Time and again.

Again and again.

Capsizing in their own territory makes them very alert, not just wary of the enemy, but wary of themselves. After all, the reason for losing to people is not just that the enemy is too strong.

There is another one.

—Self weakness.

This point.

Is what worries them.

“Ling, very good.”

The old man sneered.

So many setbacks have made the consortiums start to reflect on themselves. They believe that actions will soon follow: falling where they fell and rising where they rise, repressing opponents and regaining ground.

Myanmar?

Hum.

Wait.

The dignity of the consortiums cannot be challenged.

“Tap tap!!”

Suddenly.

Urgent footsteps sounded, turning his head, he saw the butler running over with a ’something big has happened’ expression on his face, holding a phone. This scene felt so familiar to the old man.

“…”

Thunk.

Not good.

The old man’s face changed slightly.

“What’s the matter?”

Before the butler even reached him, the old man’s voice steepened.

Two seconds later.

Panting.

The butler said solemnly, “Ethan has been rescued.”

“What?”

The old man exclaimed in shock.

Ethan.

A month ago.

He didn’t know who Ethan was, mainly because there were too many subordinates and he wasn’t a major figure. But now, he remembers this name because it belongs to the person responsible for transporting weapons.

According to investigations.

Those villains transported those large items into Sweden through Ethan. After discovering this, he frantically cleaned up, isolated relevant personnel, interrogated, and eventually identified Ethan as a key figure.

Afterwards.

Capture.

Interrogation.

But.

Ethan steadfastly maintained his ignorance, no matter the methods, still claiming he didn’t know. However, evidence doesn’t lie; both human proof and material proof were complete, leaving no room for Ethan to argue.

Thus.

Ethan was placed under watch.

Now.

He’s been rescued, further substantiating the evidence.

“They came prepared, losing their tracks.”

“Damn.”

The old man clenched his fist.

Yet.

Didn’t know who to beat.

“Investigate.”

“Yes.”

Everyone knows hope is slim, but the matter must be done.

“Don’t make it public.”

“Yes.”

This matter.

Is not suitable to inform other consortiums; the channel for transporting weapons and ammunition is still a secret and if revealed, the trouble would be significant. Although clarifications can be made, some things get darker the more you explain.

Therefore.

Other consortiums can’t intervene.

However.

An airtight wall does not exist here.

Ethan’s information.

Soon lay before major consortiums, his life experience, and difficulties during this time. During the pursuit of villains, unexpectedly attacking their own people greatly intrigued them.

Suspicious.

Suspicious.

Extremely suspicious.

Investigate.

Nearly identical orders were sent down.

Soon.

“A month ago, on the day of the incident, five mid-to-high level officials of Bors Shipping Company were transferred, publicly declared as business trips, but currently, there are no flight, journey or consumption records.”

“…”

“The next day. Two more were consecutively transferred, the night after the incident, Ethan was transferred, likewise, no records of whereabouts, in summary, we suspect this event is connected to the villains.”

“Count Cis, what are you hiding?”

Nearly identical investigation reports.

Came out.

Upon seeing them.

Many people were not calm.

“What exactly is Cis doing?”

“Concealment.”

“What is being hidden?”

“Related to the villains, why not report it, hide it, could it be truly connected to the villain attack? If yes, what is the connection and what relation is there to that force?”

“Suppose.”

“Cis obstructed from within.”

“Then.”

“Many things can be explained, within Sweden, Cis’s main battlefield, powerful and entirely capable of planning such a grand performance, intending to deceive us all.”

“One month.”

“Such a long time without finding clues, three scientists seemingly vanished; it’s entirely possible it’s a thief crying ’catch the thief’, if true, Cis has deceived us all, including Ethan.”

“Illegal channels.”

“Maritime shipping.”

“Could it… be an accomplice?”

Brainstorming.

One of the amazing abilities of humans.

Soon.

According to existing information.

A relatively complete story chain appeared in their minds, although not intact, and with loopholes, even incredible, but… just thinking doesn’t break the law.

Currently.

They are stuck passively.

Urgently need to break the ice.

Hmm.

Ask.

…

“What’s up with Ethan?”

Greece.

Seaview Manor.

Upon hearing.

The old man.

Also known as Cis, was stunned, feeling unwell. Speaking of which, Ethan was rescued only twenty minutes ago, already leaked—just how porous is his ’fortress’?

No.

It’s more than just porous.

Damn.

Have the walls been knocked down a segment or something?

Damn.

The consortiums really are no slouches, even though he tries his best to hide, he couldn’t conceal anything; for a moment, Cis didn’t know how to respond—couldn’t just play dumb.

“Ethan?”

“Yes.”

“Seems somewhat familiar, what’s going on?”

“…”

Pretending.

Keep pretending.

Hum.

Clearly there’s an issue, immediately reads out an investigation result, “This matter, we hope for a reasonable explanation, although Ethan is your man, the disappearance time is too sensitive.”

At this.

Cis laughed.

Calm.

Calm.

These two words hung on his face.

However.

His heart panicked greatly; fortunately, years of composure training remained, especially when facing outsiders, the skill activated instinctively, smiling faintly: “This person, bites the hand that feeds.”

Then.

A ’perfect’ lie was crafted.

…

Huaxia.

Qingyan City.

The manor.

Tang Qing’s family was having a barbecue by the lake, just returned from the Shanghai Stock Market today, the weather is nice, Qin Shiqi suggested a barbecue for lunch, this girl is as much a doer as she is a talker, busy all around.

Except moving the grill, she did everything.

Of course.

Both sisters were made to help her.

“Bro, try this.”

“Delicious,”

“Here, have another skewer.”

“Mm.”

“Bro, you’re in charge of cleaning plates.”

“…”

Looking at the plate of veggies and meat handed over, Tang Qing helplessly—his appetite is large, his family is used to it; the task of cleaning the plate often falls on him, of course, he can’t overeat.

Finish eating.

Qin Shiqi sat beside Tang Qing.

Secretly asked.

“Bro, do I get an annual bonus?”

Currently.

As a ’temp’ for Sky Eye, she enjoys certain treatment; relying on the Myanmar Asia Chamber of Commerce project, Sky Eye’s profits exploded this year, the per capita profit creation astonishing many.

Naturally.

Near Chinese New Year, the hot topic in the company was— how much is the annual bonus.

In a week.

It’ll be Chinese New Year.

“You?”

“Mm.”

“No.”

“…”

The hopeful smile froze instantly.

“It’s impossible.”