Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 1401: Chapter 1248: Special Investigation (Please Subscribe!)

Order?

"Right, order is the most important. These Africans, I could tolerate their taking and demanding, but they even had the audacity to come into the Hot Pot Restaurant to openly extort money. It’s lawlessness." Xia Yuxing said angrily.

He thought.

Chu Sheng knew about it.

"Wait, extortion? Here?" Chu Sheng was stunned, He Liang also looked towards Xia Yuxing, recalling a few words they inadvertently overheard when they entered the door, they seemed to understand something.

"You didn’t know?"

Xia Yuxing suddenly felt he had spoken too much.

"I just got here, what exactly is going on?" Chu Sheng hurriedly asked.

So.

Xia Yuxing repeated what had just happened.

He didn’t know how much money Ma Peng had negotiated with them in the end, but it was certainly a lot, and Ma Peng had agreed, knowing these people were not businessmen, and could be quite inflexible. He added one more thing at the end.

"Captain Chu, this kind of thing can’t be completely avoided for now. I believe in the near future, once our country becomes powerful and our influence undeniable, they wouldn’t dare anymore."

"Smack... Clang..."

Hearing this.

Chu Sheng slammed his hand on the table.

"Bastard."

Hearing that Ma Peng had been bullied, anger surged in his heart, but after the anger, a sense of helplessness crept up. This wasn’t domestic territory; here it was hard even to find a place to reason things out.

He had the Company backing him.

He wasn’t afraid of injustice.

But Ma Peng wasn’t with the Company. What could he use to stand up for him?

At this time.

Ma Peng came in, having just finished his tasks and wanting to take a moment to join them, but as soon as he entered, he saw Chu Sheng’s unhappy expression and Xia Yuxing there too, which immediately reminded him of something.

His face darkened.

"Brother Ma, you were planning to keep this from me!" Chu Sheng sighed.

Upon hearing this.

Ma Peng forced a smile and said: "It’s not really a big deal. We value harmony and prosperity over pride. If money can solve it, then let it be. It’s their turf, the less trouble the better."

"How much did he want?" Chu Sheng asked.

"Not much."

"There must be an amount."

"Well... two thousand US dollars. Don’t worry, it won’t bankrupt me." Ma Peng maintained his forced smile, having a resigned tone which shook Chu Sheng deeply. After a pause, "I’ll lend you the money."

"No, I..." Ma Peng waved his hand.

Chu Sheng interrupted: "I know roughly how much money you have, you shouldn’t have to ask your family, right? I have wages, and I don’t normally have much to spend on. Once you make the money, you can pay me back."

"Well... okay, once I have the money, I’ll pay you back as soon as I can." Ma Peng no longer rejected Chu Sheng’s kindness.

To this.

The atmosphere in the Box suddenly became strange.

There was an added tension.

Suddenly.

He Liang spoke up.

"Don’t give them the money."

Instantly.

Everyone looked at him.

If this were domestic territory,

those words might be credible, but this is Africa. But Chu Sheng believed in He Liang and anxiously asked, "Captain, do you have a solution?" He Liang had been here for a while, maybe there really was a way.

He Liang smiled.

"The solution is simple. Just don’t give it."

"..."

Everyone was puzzled.

He Liang simply explained, "These situations should not be brought to the forefront. So as long as someone is willing to handle it, it’s not an issue. The key is to find someone who can handle it."

After going in circles.

Everyone was still confused.

"I’ll handle this. You guys don’t worry about it anymore." He Liang didn’t say much.

Strategy.

Once you talk about it, it loses its mystique. Having been here for over a year, he wasn’t just sequestered at the Company all day. There would definitely be people he knew; there were plenty of ways to deal with this kind of situation.

"This..."

"Brother Ma, listen to my captain. Don’t give them the money."

"Well... okay." Ma Peng looked at He Liang, seeing his righteousness and confidence which gradually eased his mind. Captain Chu was surely not one to speak without basis.

Following that.

The dinner table became lively again.

After the meal.

On the way back, Chu Sheng couldn’t help being curious, "Captain, whom do you plan to ask for help?"

"Can’t say."

He Liang shook his head.

"..."

This riddle.

Made Chu Sheng immensely curious.

Returning to their base in the Villa, He Liang didn’t reveal a word, and Chu Sheng had no choice but to give up and wait for news, and after returning to his room, He Liang took out his phone and dialed a number.

...

The next day.

Morning.

Valen didn’t even go to his post.

He went straight to the Hot Pot Restaurant.

Two thousand dollars.

That was almost his annual Wages, tsk tsk, Chinese people are indeed wealthy, and also willing to spend money to ward off disasters. If it were those tight-fisted Indians, they would definitely throw tantrums and act pitiful to greet him.

Entering the restaurant.

Since it was too early.

There were no customers yet.

"Where’s your boss?" Valen asked a waiter loudly.

The Chinese waiter was so frightened that he shuddered, pointed to a Box inside, and Valen directly took several bottles of Beverages from the front desk, gave one to each of his men, and then headed towards the Box.

"Ma, I’ve come to collect the money!"

Valen pushed the door open.

Upon seeing the situation inside.

He was momentarily stunned.

In the Box, there were three African men sitting, dressed in casual clothes, but with keen eyes that made it clear they were not to be trifled with, while Ma Peng was seated by the door, and his expression was very off.

"Who are they?" Valen frowned.

"My... my friends." Ma Peng didn’t know how to describe his feelings at the moment, this was his first time engaging in ’entrapment’, and thinking about it, it was really damn... frightening.

"Humph! Your friends?"

Valen thought the three men were here to ’resist the law,’ but he wasn’t scared at all; he was well-acquainted with both the underworld and the law in this area, and with his family having a somewhat grey background, he wasn’t afraid.

"Is the money ready?"

"What money?"

"Do you think just because you have these people here, you can deny the debt? We agreed last night, two thousand dollars as compensation for my mental distress. Do you want to toy with my feelings? Do you know the consequences?" Valen snorted coldly.

Ma Peng wiped his sweat.

There was air conditioning in the Box.

But he still felt hot inside.

"Valen."

One of the African men stood up.

"And who might you be?"

Valen said impatiently.

The man took out a badge.

He presented it to Valen, "Special Investigation Department of the Presidential Office, Valen, you are under arrest for intentional Extortion, abuse of power, and damaging the country’s image, pursuant to the special authority granted to our department by Congress and the Supreme Court."

Upon hearing this.

Valen was stunned.

It must be fake.

The Special Investigation Department of the Presidential Office.

In his memory, it was a department of legend and recently established after President Waite took office. Its purpose was to investigate various incidents harmful to President Waite and Congo Gold, and its power was immense.

It even took on the roles of state inspection, national security, Policy enforcement investigation, and special criminal arrests, among various others. It could be said that it was a sharp sword in Waite’s hand, and by authority, it even dared to arrest Military generals.

Damn it.

Is it possible I’m still not awake?

Or.

Was last night just a dream?

Right.

Certainly.