137: Chapter 137 This brother is truly a friend; he'd repay a debt of gratitude with his life!

As the words fell, the remittance slip in Wu Xiulan's hand dropped to the floor once again.

This time, she did not pick it up. The old lady opened her mouth, looking as if she wanted to cry, yet also wanted to laugh.

A "he-he" sound came from her throat, as if she were choked by something.

"My son, my son..."

She cried out once, her eyes rolled back, and her body fell straight backward.

"Auntie!"

The neighbor who had been keeping watch nearby quickly caught her, pressing on her philtrum and patting her back, busy in a flurry.

The live stream chat exploded completely.

"Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t!"

"What kind of god-tier plot is this? Even TV dramas wouldn't dare write it like this!"

"Chen Jin! I want to find Chen Jin! This brother is reliable; if he owes someone a favor, he truly repays it with his life!"

"Fifteen years! Collecting trash to send money! What kind of perseverance is this?"

"Xiangyang didn't misjudge him! This life was worth trading!"

"Master Su, where is Chen Jin now? I want to donate money to him! I want to support him for the rest of his life!"

"Right! Dox him! Search for Chen Jin across the entire internet!"

Watching the screen flooded with comments of "Search for Chen Jin," Su Yun's expression didn't improve at all. Instead, it became even uglier.

On the system panel, the information about Chen Jin was flashing crazily, a blinding red.

[Name: Chen Jin]

[Age: 27]

[Occupation: Scavenger / Porter]

[Recent Fortune: Highly Ominous (In half an hour, he will detonate a homemade detonator, perishing together with drug lord Zhao Tai, leaving no remains)]

[Past: Orphaned from a young age, trafficked by drug dealers as a human drug mule, suffering inhuman torture. Fifteen years ago, he was saved by undercover police officer Li Xiangyang at the cost of his own life. After surviving, he lived incognito, relying on scavenging to save money to perform filial duties for his benefactor, while independently collecting evidence of the drug lord's crimes...]

[Future: If there is no intervention by the host, he will sneak into Zhao Tai's birthday banquet at the Jiangcheng Hotel tonight, detonate the homemade detonators wrapped around his body, causing a major explosion, and die on the spot...]

[Sin Value: 10 (Illegal possession of explosives)]

[Detailed Crime: Privately manufactured and carried prohibited explosives for revenge, intending to carry out a suicide attack in a public place.]

Su Yun slammed the table, making the microphone buzz.

"Stop spamming!"

"Find him? Do you want to collect his corpse?"

This shout stunned the millions of people in the live stream.

"What do you mean? Collect his corpse?"

"Master Su, don't scare me. What happened to Chen Jin?"

Su Yun spoke extremely fast, the veins on his forehead bulging.

"For these fifteen years, Chen Jin hasn't just been collecting trash to repay a debt of gratitude."

"He has also been looking for someone."

"He's been looking for the drug lord who killed Li Xiangyang back then."

"That drug lord didn't die back then; he changed his face, got plastic surgery, and whitewashed his identity."

"Now, he has transformed into a great philanthropist and a major entrepreneur in Jiangcheng."

"Chen Jin spent fifteen years and finally confirmed that person's identity."

"Today is that drug lord's fiftieth birthday, and he is holding a charity banquet at the Jiangcheng Hotel."

"Chen Jin has strapped himself full of detonators and snuck in."

"He doesn't plan on living."

"He is going to avenge Li Xiangyang and perish together with that animal!"

Boom!

These few sentences were even more explosive than the truth about Li Xiangyang's sacrifice earlier.

Perishing together?

A human bomb?

This is going to be a massive, world-shaking case!

"He's crazy! This brother is crazy!"

"Don't do it! It's not worth sacrificing yourself for that kind of scum!"

"Call the police! Hurry up and call the police!"

"Master Su, hurry and stop him! Xiangyang didn't save him just so he could go and die!"

At this very moment.

Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Detachment, Captain's office.

Lei Dapao was sitting with his legs crossed, gnawing on a chicken leg from his boxed lunch while watching Su Yun's live stream on his tablet.

When he heard the words "detonator" and "perish together," the chicken leg in his mouth dropped directly onto his crotch. But he couldn't care less about the heat.

"Damn you!"

Lei Dapao let out a howl and jumped up, knocking over his chair. He grabbed the walkie-talkie on the table, his fingers turning white as he pressed the talk button.

"Assemble the whole team! Level one combat readiness!"

"SWAT team! Bomb disposal unit! Depart immediately!"

"Target is the Jiangcheng Hotel!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! If you're one second late, I'll skin you alive!"

After shouting, Lei Dapao didn't even have time to put on his hat; he grabbed his car keys and rushed out.

Running to the door, he rushed back, shouting at Su Yun on the tablet: "Su Yun! Damn you! Who is that? What is that drug lord's name now?"

Although Su Yun couldn't hear him through the screen, Lei Dapao knew this kid would definitely say it.

Sure enough.

In the live stream, Su Yun stared at the camera and spat out the name, one word at a time.

"That drug lord's name is now Zhao Tai."

"Chairman of the Jiangcheng Charity Foundation, Zhao Tai."

The comments in the live stream stuttered for a moment, then erupted like a burst flood, densely covering the entire screen.

"Zhao Tai? That great philanthropist Zhao who donated buildings to orphanages?"

"Master Su, have you lost your mind? Zhao Tai is the face of Jiangcheng; he was one of the Top Ten People Who Moved Jiangcheng!"

"I've heard of him too; Chairman Zhao goes to impoverished mountain areas every year, how could he be a drug lord?"

"This joke has gone too far, right? Zhao Tai is a figure who often appears on the national news; you're saying he's a drug lord?"

"Spreading rumors carries legal consequences! Streamer, don't talk nonsense just for traffic!"

Su Yun looked at the questioning text on the screen, his face expressionless, not even moving an eyebrow. He knew too well how well Zhao Tai wore this mask.

"A philanthropist? Hah."

Su Yun sneered, a sound that made people feel chilled to the bone.

"Fifteen years ago, there was a ruthless character on the border named Brother Kun, real name Zhao Kun."

"He kept a gang of desperadoes under his command, specializing in drug trafficking and human smuggling."

"The operation where Li Xiangyang was undercover could have taken him down in one fell swoop, but this guy is like a fox. He smelled it beforehand, left behind a few scapegoats, and ran off with all his assets."

"He ran to Thailand, spent three million to get a new face, burned off a layer of skin from his fingerprints, and spent another twenty million to bribe connections to get a fake identity."

"With a transformation, he became the returning overseas Chinese, Zhao Tai."

Su Yun spoke extremely fast, giving the audience no time to react, like a precision machine reciting a menu, turning Zhao Tai's background inside out.

"You think his money is clean?"

"He opened eight shell companies in Jiangcheng, things like Hongtu Trading, Lantian Logistics, Jindun Security..."

"On the surface, they do import and export business, but in reality, every single transaction is just moving money from his left hand to his right."

"Those so-called charity donations are nothing more than tools he uses for money laundering."

"The one million he donated to the orphanage would turn around and flow into the construction company he controls under the guise of engineering costs and procurement fees, eventually getting washed clean and turning into numbers in his overseas accounts."

"The great philanthropist Zhao you worship—every cent he sits on is stained with the blood of anti-drug police!"

The audience in the live stream was stunned. These details were too detailed! He even reported the company names; if this were made up, how fast would the streamer's brain have to be spinning?

Meanwhile.

Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Detachment.

Lei Dapao squeezed the walkie-talkie in his hand until it creaked, his eyes widened like copper bells.

"Investigate! Investigate for me!"

He roared at the people in the technical department, spraying spit all over the face of the young officer in front of him.

"Verify those companies Su Yun mentioned immediately!"

"Also, pull Zhao Tai's identity information and compare it with that of Zhao Kun from fifteen years ago!"

The officers in the technical department typed furiously on their keyboards, and the only sound left in the office was the clacking of typing. Lei Dapao paced back and forth in the room like a lion trapped in a cage.

Zhao Tai!

He was a popular figure in the city, someone who could call the leaders above brothers. If he made a wrong arrest, his career as a police officer would be over.

But if what Su Yun said was true...

Lei Dapao gritted his teeth. If it was true, then this Zhao Tai was a demon in human skin! He had been swaggering right under their noses for fifteen years!

This was rubbing their police force's face in the dirt!

"Report, Captain Lei!"

Just three minutes later, Xiao Liu from the technical department stood up abruptly, his chair making a harsh screech against the marble floor. Xiao Liu's face was deathly pale; he held a freshly printed report in his hand, and his hands were shaking.

"We... we found it!"

"We retrieved the fingerprint information left by Zhao Tai when he applied for his passport two years ago. Although it was a bit blurry, as if he had been injured, through technical restoration..."

Xiao Liu swallowed hard, his voice rising significantly.

"There are nine feature points that perfectly match the fingerprints of the Class A wanted criminal Zhao Kun from fifteen years ago in the Ministry of Public Security database!"

"It can basically be confirmed: Zhao Tai is Zhao Kun!"