61: This is a fairy

When Lan Zijun just finished her mysterious call with Yuan, in the corridor on the second floor, Jiang Zhehao was examining a bouquet of flowers.

"This is the flower that rookie sent to the entrance of President Lan's office?" he asked doubtfully.

"Yes, Chief." His subordinate beside him looked slightly puzzled; clearly, he didn't understand why Jiang Zhehao would ask such an obvious question.

Jiang Zhehao didn't explain. He turned the fresh bouquet over and over in his hands, examining it.

This was a bouquet of lilies, nine in total. There was no card inside, and certainly none of the small notes Jiang Zhehao had been hoping to find.

He scratched his head and looked at the subordinate beside him: "Does anyone here understand the language of flowers? Does anyone know what nine lilies mean?"

Several subordinates looked troubled.

"'Forever and ever'?" one subordinate tentatively suggested.

"That can't be right? What does sending 'forever and ever' to President Lan mean? Is it a mockery?" another subordinate retorted.

Everyone present had participated in Lan Zijun's showdown at the time. They all knew that Lan Zijun's fiancé, Qian Boda, had already been personally sent to prison by Lan Zijun to eat state-provided food.

"It can't be that Yuan is actually a woman, and she's planning to have a lesbian relationship with President Lan, right!" the first subordinate to speak retorted, unconvinced.

Jiang Zhehao also felt a headache coming on.

He admitted to himself that he had indeed achieved something in the fields of security and private investigation, but he truly had no understanding of the language of flowers.

To put it in a popular phrase, this question was a bit beyond the scope.

Of course, being beyond the scope was normal, because this bouquet didn't originally have much meaning; it was just chosen by Li Haoyang.

And the reason Li Haoyang sent lilies was because Secretary Yang had allergic rhinitis; she didn't like roses and preferred flowers like lilies that only had a faint scent of grass and wood.

But Jiang Zhehao didn't know this. In his opinion, the mysterious Yuan specifically arranged for someone to send such a bouquet over, and even with such a large-scale cover-up, there must be a profound meaning behind it!

But what exactly was the meaning?

Jiang Zhehao frowned, pondering what this bouquet meant, but after thinking for a long time, he found no clues.

Of course, there would be no clues. After all, he was just overthinking it. He himself had connected this bouquet with the mysterious Yuan and then assigned a non-existent meaning to it.

He handed the flowers to a subordinate beside him: "Check it again carefully!"

This subordinate was an Anbao Captain at Jishen Company, surnamed Pang. He was also a strategic talent by his side, though of the 'dog-headed strategist' type, and was usually jokingly called 'Phoenix Chick' by his teammates.

This nickname wasn't purely derogatory. After all, people with such wild ideas occasionally had astonishing insights, and coupled with his conscientious and responsible nature and meticulous execution of orders, Jiang Zhehao regarded him as his right-hand man.

"Check what?" the Phoenix Chick surnamed Pang asked, confused.

This bouquet had been turned over and examined many times already; it was just an ordinary bunch of flowers.

"Look carefully, don't miss any details!" Jiang Zhehao said, feeling frustrated by his lack of progress.

"Okay!" Captain Pang took the flowers and began examining them once again.

Watching Captain Pang start counting the petals, Jiang Zhehao held back and didn't say anything.

Maybe the other party really hid some mystery in the number of petals? Jiang Zhehao wasn't a woman, much less Lan Zijun. He didn't know if women would be meticulous to this extent, or if Lan Zijun had some tacit understanding with the other party.

After all, up until now, the only information he had about Yuan was what he learned from Lan Zijun; he himself had never personally interacted with Yuan.

And Lan Zijun's admiration for Yuan was completely obvious. To be able to impress such a queen-like woman, Yuan was definitely not an ordinary person.

Any action should not be measured by common sense!

Moreover, many geniuses' ideas are actually flashes of inspiration derived from clumsy methods. Jiang Zhehao was very clear on this point.

He took out his phone from his pocket and started calling Lan Zijun. As soon as the mysterious person appeared earlier, he had wanted to report to Lan Zijun, but Lan Zijun was resting at the time, and the incident happened so suddenly that even the fire alarm was triggered.

"Hello?" The voice on the phone was Secretary Yang's, sounding slightly surprised. Jiang Zhehao felt a bit confused.

"Miss Yang, is President Lan there? I have something to report to her." Although he didn't know what Secretary Yang was surprised about, Jiang Zhehao didn't press further and spoke politely.

"Yes, she is. I was just about to call you too, Mr. Jiang. Please wait a moment."

The next second, Lan Zijun's voice rang out: "What is it? I also have something I need to tell you."

President Lan also has something to tell me? Jiang Zhehao was full of doubts, but he continued to speak: "President Lan, a mysterious person just appeared at the company!"

"A mysterious person? Yuan?" Lan Zijun's tone clearly showed surprise.

"Probably not," Jiang Zhehao shook his head involuntarily. "This is a newcomer. We suspect he is Yuan's inside man at the company."

"He just secretly placed a bouquet of flowers at the entrance of the President's office," he continued.

"What kind of flowers?" Lan Zijun asked curiously.

"Nine lilies," Jiang Zhehao answered honestly. "We've already checked it roughly; there's no note in this bouquet, nor anything that would leave a clue."

"Lilies?" Lan Zijun was clearly a bit confused. Her voice was slightly distant, as if she had turned her head to the side.

"Secretary Yang, I remember you like lilies the most. Do you think there's any special meaning in this?"

"Nine lilies, doesn't that mean 'forever and ever'?" Secretary Yang's uncertain voice rang out.

"'Forever and ever'? Does Yuan mean that our cooperation can continue for a long time?" Lan Zijun clearly couldn't figure out the logic either.

However, she was clearly a direct person. Her voice immediately returned to normal: "Mr. Jiang, what's your opinion?"

"I think the meaning of the language of flowers can be deciphered later. The fact that the other party sent someone to deliver this bouquet itself indicates a problem."

Jiang Zhehao felt slightly exhilarated. At the same time, the fighting spirit in his heart began to burn fiercely. What happened today allowed him to personally experience Yuan's strength for the first time. He had to admit, the other party definitely had some skills.

But that was all!

Jiang Zhehao knew deeply that if the whole matter was seen as a confrontation, then the reason Yuan won this time was because he held the initiative.

He did something unpredictable at a time Jiang Zhehao could not foresee, and he prepared a move that Jiang Zhehao could not anticipate.

But the next confrontation would be different. That would be Jiang Zhehao's preset home ground, and Jiang Zhehao would be in the dark while the other party would be in the open. The initiative was in Jiang Zhehao's hands; he'd see if Yuan could still be so miraculous!

Moreover, the next confrontation centered around forty million was the real top priority!

Jiang Zhehao spoke with full fighting spirit: "President Lan, I think this action by the other party itself represents that he has accepted your challenge invitation. Next, we just need to..."

"No need." Jiang Zhehao's words were cut off directly by Lan Zijun halfway through.

She said calmly: "This confrontation is already over."

"Why?" Jiang Zhehao was in high spirits and was suddenly splashed with cold water by Lan Zijun. He spoke in astonishment.

"Just now, Yuan has already taken the money," Lan Zijun's tone remained calm.

And Jiang Zhehao stood frozen on the spot, lightning and thunder flashing in his mind.

Yuan has already taken the money?

It took a full five seconds before he gasped and spoke in disbelief: "President Lan, are you serious?"

"Yes, it's true." Lan Zijun's voice was very calm, but very serious.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Zhehao pressed. It wasn't that he didn't believe Lan Zijun, but this news was too incredible.

"I haven't personally confirmed it, but Yuan just contacted me. I don't believe he would lie about this," Lan Zijun naturally understood Jiang Zhehao's doubts. She continued speaking without hesitation.

"I'll go confirm it right now!"

Jiang Zhehao felt utterly absurd at this moment. So, all his arrangements and planning had actually amounted to nothing?

He roughly slapped Captain Pang's hand. Captain Pang, who was still concentrating on counting petals, snapped back to reality and looked at his twisted face with a blank expression: "Chief, what's wrong?"

"Damn it!" Jiang Zhehao was practically grinding his teeth at this point. "Take people and come with me to check the Third Floor."

"You guys go with the Chief first, I'll be done counting soon." Captain Pang was already engrossed in counting and couldn't pull himself away.

"Stop damn bothering with your damn petals," Jiang Zhehao was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood. "Damn it, Yuan has already taken the money!"

...

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Led by Jiang Zhehao, a group of people rushed up to the Third Floor at the speed of light, ignoring Zhou Wei's surprised gazes, and stormed into Lan Zijun's President's office with killing intent.

As soon as the door to Lan Zijun's office was pushed open, four boxes came into everyone's view, neatly arranged, with no trace of being moved.

"Boss, I think could it be President Lan..." Captain Pang hesitated before speaking.

"Stop your damn thinking!" Jiang Zhehao stepped forward directly and boldly opened one of the boxes.

The next second, an alarm suddenly sounded on him, and Jiang Zhehao's gaze instantly sharpened.

Inside the box, it was empty!

"Clatter..."

The remaining three boxes had also been opened by Captain Pang and others, and the alarm on Jiang Zhehao's body was ringing in various ways.

However, he couldn't bother with these things at this moment. Everyone, including him, stared blankly at the four empty boxes in front of them.

Four, completely empty boxes...

No, they weren't completely empty.

Jiang Zhehao bent down and reached into the box to pick up something the size of a button battery, but much thinner.

He raised the small item to his eyes with a half-smile, took a look, and then suddenly threw it out fiercely.

"Beep beep beep..."

Another type of pattern was added to the alarm's sounds, piercing the ears like demonic music. Jiang Zhehao reached into his pocket, took out the alarm, and casually threw it on the ground.

Then, using all his strength, he stomped on it fiercely!

With a "crack" sound, the alarm shattered into countless pieces, and the world finally became quiet.

However, Jiang Zhehao's heart did not regain its calm. He suddenly let out a roar that could shake mountains and rivers.

"What the f*ck!"

After the roar ended, he suddenly seemed to lose all his energy and spirit, plopped down on the ground, and looked at the empty boxes in front of him with a bewildered face.

How on earth was this done?

...

Jiang Zhehao had put a lot of thought and effort into these forty million.

These four suitcases were cash boxes he had specially prepared. Although they weren't as sturdy or functional as bank-specific cash deposit boxes, they were at least sufficient to prevent ordinary thieves.

In addition, he also installed a small device on the boxes. As long as the box was opened, it would trigger an alarm, even if a password was entered.

Most importantly, he also inserted some miniature positioning chips into the cash. These positioning chips were only the size of a button, with a thickness of just one millimeter. Tucked among the forty million in cash, they couldn't be detected from the outside; one had to search through bundles of money.

Jiang Zhehao calculated that even if the other party could sneak into the President's office silently, he would definitely not have time to find these positioning chips one by one.

Even if Jiang Zhehao himself searched, along with the four or five people present, it would probably take half an hour to search through, and there was no guarantee that none would be missed.

After all, this was forty million! If stacked one by one, it could reach over 40 meters high!

However, the other party not only took all the money without triggering the box opening alarm, but also found these positioning chips and left them all in the boxes.

Jiang Zhehao had prepared ten of them. Now, all ten were placed in the boxes, not a single one missing.

Was this a mockery?

What method did the other party use?

It wasn't just about the alarm. Jiang Zhehao looked around. He had personally led his subordinates to install hidden cameras in the office earlier, which was also why Lan Zijun had gone to the downstairs lounge to rest.

He pressed the switch on his walkie-talkie headset: "A Kuan, can you see us?"

"I can see..." A Kuan's weak voice sounded. Although Jiang Zhehao hadn't announced through the walkie-talkie that the money had been taken, A Kuan wasn't blind. He could see from the surveillance feed that the four money boxes were empty.

"Were you watching the whole time?" Jiang Zhehao asked through clenched teeth.

"I was watching the whole time, didn't take my eyes off for a second. Xiao Zhao can testify!" A Kuan's voice was somewhat flustered.

Jiang Zhehao didn't go to Xiao Zhao to confirm. This was something that didn't need confirmation. He trusted his subordinates, and even the most unreliable person would be aware when facing a huge sum of forty million.

"Has the surveillance been normal the whole time?" Jiang Zhehao pressed on.

"It's been normal the whole time. From when the money was placed in the office until now, there have been no problems. The surveillance data has also been saved normally to the computer, including during the power outage earlier."

"Except for the moment the power came back on," A Kuan replied.

"The moment the power came back on?" A glint appeared in Jiang Zhehao's eyes. "What happened then? Was there any abnormality?"

"It wasn't really an abnormality," A Kuan said honestly. "Boss, you know that the hidden cameras we use have both white light and infrared modes."

Jiang Zhehao nodded. Of course he knew this. Surveillance has two modes: one is white light, where imaging passively receives natural light from the outside. The other is infrared, where the camera emits an invisible infrared beam for illumination when there is no light source on site. Combining these two modes is the current mainstream.

"During the power outage earlier, the hidden cameras were using infrared mode. And at the moment the power came back on, the surveillance footage became overexposed."

A Kuan continued, "Our hidden cameras are too small, and the light filter adjustment is a bit slow, it takes some time."

Jiang Zhehao was also aware of this. In infrared mode, when there is an external light source, it will be severely interfered with, causing overexposure, meaning the image turns white. At this time, the camera's light filter device will activate, automatically switching the mode to white light and filtering out the extra red light.

This process naturally takes time.

"How long does it take?" he pressed on.

"About 10 seconds, maybe." A Kuan was clearly unsure. "I'd have to check the recording to know exactly how long, but I'm certain it's definitely no more than half a minute."

Jiang Zhehao froze in place.

He only felt his entire body starting to turn cold.

10 seconds.

At most, no more than half a minute.

This is what is conventionally meant by the blink of an eye.

That mysterious 'Yuan' definitely used this time to enter the President's office. Jiang Zhehao was almost certain of this.

Moreover, he had basically guessed the other party's course of action.

The other party clearly sent a 'rookie' in front of the President's office to attract his attention. Then, at a critical moment, they used certain means to cause a false fire alarm on the Third Floor, and the sprinklers began spraying water.

At the time, he thought it was to cover the 'rookie''s retreat, but now it seemed he had misunderstood.

It was clear that 'Yuan' used the linkage characteristic between the fire alarm System and the power System to trigger the fire alarm, causing a power outage, and simultaneously used the automatic sprinkler System to spray water, driving the idle people on the Third Floor from the corridor to the elevator area.

In addition, the sprinklers had another function, which was to obscure the company's existing surveillance and also create an opportunity for 'Yuan' to destroy the surveillance.

No wonder several cameras in the corridor were broken. He had thought it was due to moisture on the circuit boards, but now it seemed they were destroyed by 'Yuan'!

Then, 'Yuan' seized the opportunity to enter the President's office and, timing it with the moment the hidden cameras' field of view changed due to the sudden change in light when the power returned, took the money.

It was this point that left Jiang Zhehao completely baffled.

That was forty million!

Forty million weighing a total of five hundred kilograms, requiring four of the largest suitcases to hold!

And the time 'Yuan' had to act, as long as A Kuan hadn't suddenly gone senile or lost his memory, was at most no more than half a minute!

Even if the other party used technology he didn't know about to directly find the positioning chips tucked among the money, this forty million wasn't easy to move.

All entrances and exits of the company were blocked by security, making it impossible to transport such a large amount of money out, unless it was hidden on their person.

That would be even more unbelievable!

In Jiang Zhehao's view, there were only two possibilities.

Either this 'Yuan' was a deity.

Or he had f*cking infiltrated an entire company with an undercover platoon!

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