60: Chapter 60 The Dragon Clan's Shady Tactics: A Resolute Counterattack!

Wang Defu slumped into the creaky old rattan chair as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples. He clutched the icy-cold lawyer's letter so tightly his knuckles turned white.

What should he do?

Twenty million in extortion, a three-day deadline, and the threat of media exposure... His hand trembling, he took out his phone and scrolled to a familiar name in his contacts—Lin Hao.

That kid is clever, full of ideas, and he's Chen Fan's most trusted brother. He might have a way!

Just as his fingertip was about to press the dial button, a low engine roar suddenly sounded from the courtyard.

Wang Defu's heart skipped a beat as he looked towards the entrance—

A heavy-duty truck was slowly driving in. The door clanged open, and Lin Hao jumped down nimbly, carrying a handbag, his usual bright smile on his face.

"Uncle Wang! I brought you..."

Before he could finish, Lin Hao looked up and saw Wang Defu's deathly pale face. His smile instantly froze, a flicker of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

He hurried over to Wang Defu in a few quick strides, asking urgently, "Uncle Wang! What's wrong? You're as white as a sheet!"

Wang Defu's lips quivered, unable to utter a word for a long moment. He could only shakily hand over the lawyer's letter.

Lin Hao took it, his eyes quickly scanning the page. The next second, his face darkened, fury blazing in his eyes. "Your brother?!"

"It's him." Wang Defu's throat tightened, his voice hoarse.

Lin Hao's pupils constricted, filled with rage. "It's definitely Long Corporation pulling the strings behind the scenes, those bastards! With the Xuan Niao Material about to go into mass production, they've run out of tricks and are resorting to this underhanded crap!"

He took out his phone, his fingers flying across the screen as he quickly sent a message to Chen Fan: Fan Zi, trouble! The Long family bought off Uncle Wang's scumbag brother. They're using a property dispute to extort twenty million, threatening media exposure, and gave a three-day deadline!

Less than five seconds after the message was sent, Chen Fan replied instantly: Wait there, I'm on my way!

Immediately after, Chen Fan instructed Xiao Zhi to immediately retrieve all surveillance footage around the recycling station, trace the route of the car that came today, and investigate its background!

Lin Hao patted Wang Defu's shoulder. "Uncle Wang, don't be afraid! With Fan Zi here, dealing with Long Corporation won't be a problem! This isn't your fault; it's Long Corporation getting desperate!"

Wang Defu gave a bitter smile, nodding with red-rimmed eyes, but his heart felt like it was weighed down by a heavy stone.

They didn't have to wait long before another engine sound came from the courtyard.

The car door opened, and Chen Fan stepped out, a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes remained sharp.

Behind him, Xiao Zhi, mounted on its mobile chassis, had also arrived.

"Xiao Fan!"

Wang Defu stood up abruptly. Seeing Chen Fan, the pent-up grievance and panic instantly overwhelmed him, his eyes welling up. "I... I really didn't mean to cause trouble for you all at a time like this..."

"Uncle Wang!" Chen Fan strode forward, placing a steady hand on his shoulder, his tone firm and resolute. "What are you saying! We're family! Long Corporation's move is dirty, but it also exposes their cowardice—they can't compete on technology head-on, so they resort to these low-down tactics!"

"If anyone's to blame, it's me," Chen Fan said, his gaze icy. "It's because I'm going against the Long family that this trouble has been brought to your doorstep."

Wang Defu sighed, wiping the corner of his eye. "That beast Wang Deshun has never been any good since he was a kid! Before our parents passed, he squandered everything in the house that could be sold! This recycling station... I built it brick by brick, saving up for over a decade... There was a loophole in the deed paperwork. I thought he'd died somewhere out there, but I never expected..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhi's sensors suddenly flashed with blue light, its mechanical voice ringing out clearly:

[Report, Boss. Target vehicle locked! Black Mercedes-Benz S-Class, license plate Mo A·L8M66, registered under Dingrun Business Consulting Company—a third-tier shell company controlled by Long Group!]

[The vehicle departed from the underground garage of Long Group headquarters at 8:02 this morning and arrived at the recycling station at 8:58. Three occupants inside: one professional bodyguard, Zhang Weimin, a partner at Jindu Law Firm, and Wang Deshun in the back seat!]

[Additional information: Wang Deshun entered the country three days ago, staying at the Waldorf Astoria Shanghai on the Bund. Room fees paid by Dingrun Company! His personal account received three cross-border transfers four days ago, totaling 50,000. The remitter is Star Sea Capital in the Cayman Islands—directly linked to Long Group's overseas capital pool!]

Each piece of information was cold and irrefutable, like sharp knives instantly piercing through the Long family's conspiracy!

Wang Defu listened, feeling a chill run through his body, his teeth grinding audibly. "Fifty thousand... For just 50,000, that beast dared to come back and harm me?!"

"The Long family wants to cause us trouble, tarnish our reputation, and slow us down," Lin Hao sneered. "Do they really think we're pushovers?"

Chen Fan didn't speak. He took the lawyer's letter from Lin Hao's hand, gave it a quick glance, and casually tossed it on the table, his eyes cold as ice. "Standard legal intimidation coupled with media threats."

He turned to Xiao Zhi, asking in a low voice, "Is the evidence chain complete?"

[A complete evidence package has been compiled! Includes: 1. Full transaction records of Long family's fund transfers; 2. Complete surveillance footage and communication recordings of Wang Deshun since his entry—his phone has been implanted with monitoring software; 3. Encrypted emails between Zhang Weimin and Long Corporation's legal director, explicitly mentioning 'using property disputes to strike at Fanxing Technology'!]

"Good," Chen Fan said, a cold curve lifting the corner of his mouth, a frosty glint in his eyes. "They want to play? Then I'll play with them to the end!"

He paced a couple of steps in the office, then suddenly stopped, looking at Wang Defu. "Uncle Wang, did your parents really not leave any will or written note back then? Even a handwritten scrap of paper, or a neighbor or relative who can testify?"

Wang Defu was taken aback, lost in thought. A moment later, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Yes! There is a note!"

He hurried into the inner bedroom, rummaging through a dusty old wooden chest. After some effort, he finally pulled out a yellowed tin box.

Opening the box, inside were old photos and faded medals. At the very bottom, pressed flat, was a folded letter. The paper had become brittle, as if it would crumble at a touch.

Wang Defu carefully unfolded it. On it were crooked pencil characters, clearly written by someone already quite weak.

To my son Defu: Deshun is a prodigal and unfilial son, and he is hereby disowned from our Wang family. The land in the western suburbs and all properties thereon belong solely to you. I hope you live honestly, not seeking great wealth, but remaining law-abiding. Father: Wang Gensheng's final words.

The date was fifteen years ago!

Chen Fan took the note, examining it carefully, a flash of light in his eyes. "With this, it's enough!"

He turned to Xiao Zhi, issuing clear instructions: "Xiao Zhi, contact a handwriting analysis expert! Uncle Wang, your father was an accountant before he passed. Are the family account books still around? The local police station should have his fingerprint records on file, right?"

"Yes! They're all here!" Wang Defu's voice trembled with excitement. "I've kept the account books all this time!"

Chen Fan looked back at Xiao Zhi, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "Initiate two counterattack plans!"

"First, anonymously package all the evidence we have and send it to the Municipal Bureau's Economic Crime Investigation Division, the State Administration for Market Regulation, and the investigative journalists at several major media outlets! Highlight this point—Long Group hired a person with a criminal record, fabricated evidence, and extorted a national tech enterprise! Set the delivery time for exactly 9:00 AM tomorrow, which is the second day of the three-day deadline Wang Deshun gave. Let them gloat for a day, then slap them down hard!"

[Received! Delivery scope and wording confirmed!]

"Second, prepare a 'surprise gift' for Wang Deshun," Chen Fan said, a cold smile curling his lips. "Compile all the dirty deeds he's done overseas over the past decade or so—gambling, fraud, and records of two minor drug transactions—into a dossier! Send it to his hotel room in an anonymous package! Include a note: Taking money to do a job is one thing, but don't forget, useless dogs sometimes get put down by their masters!"

Lin Hao slapped his thigh in admiration. "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! This move to sow discord will absolutely panic that cowardly, greedy Wang Deshun!"

"Since the Long family dared to use such scum, they'll have to bear the risk of backlash," Chen Fan said calmly. "Someone like Wang Deshun is money-grubbing but values his life even more. As long as he gets scared, Long Corporation's conspiracy will collapse on its own!"

Watching the confident Chen Fan and listening to his meticulous, watertight counterattack plans, the heavy stone pressing on Wang Defu's heart finally lifted. His eyes reddened again, his voice choked with emotion. "Chen Fan... I..."

Chen Fan patted his shoulder, his tone steady. "Uncle Wang, this matter isn't just for you; it's for Fanxing Technology too! Long Corporation wants to step on us to get ahead? Then let them learn what it means to dig their own grave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhi suddenly issued an alarm, its blue light flashing urgently:

[Warning! Detected Wang Deshun's vehicle approaching! He... is coming back! And he brought a large group of reporters!]