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Chapter 1026 - Chapter 1026: Chapter 1026: The Medicine Must Not Stop

Chapter 1026: Chapter 1026: The Medicine Must Not Stop

After receiving the news, Shanghai did not dare to delay and started the excavation directly.

Since the situation was already troublesome, adding a little more didn’t matter; and if a third burial pit really existed, it would also solve future hidden dangers.

Because it was raining, the ground beside the perimeter wall wasn’t hardened. It didn’t take long to unearth the third pit.

Shanghai thought there were survivors who provided clues and were not surprised to find the pit. However, Elder Yu couldn’t help but murmur after hearing the news, “Such incidents constantly challenge people’s values…”

His executive assistant also couldn’t help but express concern, “I hope he won’t be dissatisfied with how those fallen soldiers are dealt with.”

In fact, whether it was Feng Jun or Gao Qiang, neither would be dissatisfied. As Gazi had said, establishing a “patriotic education base” there was practically impossible. Having a monument would already be very good.

However, as the third pit was excavated, a few workers at Rimu Factory couldn’t take it and resigned on the spot.

In their own words — one could say the ill-treatment of soldiers was due to war, but two of these three pits contained civilians, and that was truly unbearable.

These resignees were not afraid to post pictures on social media. The police definitely couldn’t convict them of spreading rumors — that was just a scare tactic. They were eyewitnesses, and if you dared accuse them of spreading rumors, they could counter-sue you for false accusation and framing.

Moreover, since they had already resigned, they naturally weren’t fearful of other kinds of pressure. Instead, they rebutted confidently, “Such acts of massacring civilians, as police, are you going to cover up for the Nihong devils? Could it be that your ancestors were traitors?”

The police actually had ways to deal with such troublemakers — if soft methods really didn’t work, then they just had to resort to hard methods.

But now, it was said that some Big Bosses were paying attention to the situation here, so they dared not deal with it too roughly.

And to speak the truth, most police officers came from civilian backgrounds, after all, public sentiment is a delicate balance…

Due to difficulty in controlling public sentiment, Shanghai had to make a swift decision.

Consequently, the final outcome of the case was the police conclusion: Tempura Hiro died of a heart attack caused by diabetes after eating late at night — as for the swelling on his face, it was probably due to a dispute with someone, but it was not necessarily related to his death.

There was no other choice, the police’s judgment could only go as far. That is, unless the victim’s family was willing to consent to an autopsy.

However, the Tempura Clan did not accept the autopsy of the body, and they agreed with Shanghai police’s explanation — Tempura Hiro died from a syndrome caused by diabetes.

Then, it was the employees from Rimu who were in charge of declaring the body for exit from the country; surprisingly, only one lawyer from Nihong came, and not a single member of the Tempura Family.

— They did want to come, but they needed the courage to do so. Ordinary onlookers only saw three burial pits, but the employees took many photos of the Tempura Hiro’s residence, which were sent back to Nihong.

When they saw the disheveled dirt exposed by the removal of the Nihong Camellia, the Tempura’s heart sank, realizing that the “Patron Formation” had been broken!

With the formation broken and the three pits exposed, there was no doubt that someone skilled from Huaxia had made their move.

Under such circumstances, how could the Tempura Family send direct relatives? Even if Shanghai’s government was willing to control the situation, many experts in certain fields were individuals who did things their own way.

Did it really seem like the Tempura Family didn’t want to investigate Tempura Hiro’s cause of death? That was impossible — they just didn’t dare to pursue it. Once the person who broke the formation got annoyed, they didn’t even need to act themselves; a simple explanatory post online would suffice.

Of course, there was no claim made that they would absolutely not act.

So the affairs of Rimu Corporation just muddled through like this. Even if some were certain there was something suspicious, they didn’t dare dig deeper — once some things were revealed, the consequences could be quite serious.

Feng Jun was a bit unhappy; his original plan in Shanghai was to take down at least five Nihong people. He only managed two before being urgently halted — but he had no regrets, and if a similar situation to Rimu occurred again, he would still make a similar choice.

Being a person means you can get by, but when it comes to fundamental principles that touch on your bottom line, you cannot compromise, otherwise, what’s the point in cultivating the way.

The only thing he kind of resented was that Elder Yu was too unrighteous. Taking advantage of our familiarity, he made wild assumptions and even tried to influence my actions. Was saving you a mistake?

Although he decided not to make waves anymore, he still stayed in Shanghai for two days before returning to Zhengyang.

On the day he left Shanghai, someone finally discovered that Jieke Mozi was missing.

Jieke Mozi was the chief financial officer of the company. Nihong companies claimed to have many rules, but those were to control subordinates. There were only two or three people with enough clout to control a CFO, and as long as they kept quiet, no one below dared to say a word.

What does it mean to have a strict class hierarchy? This is it–everybody just looks at the escalator on TV, where people orderly stand on the left as if they value discipline, but that’s because they haven’t seen those who walk up and down on the right with their heads held high–those are the privileged class.

In short, the disappearance of Jieke Mozi was discovered rather late, but this kind of oversight is understandable.

Returning to Zhengyang, Feng Jun first gave Elder Yu massages for two days–actually, the health worker had already mastered the essence of massages, so during the days Feng Jun was absent, it was the health worker who did the massages, anyway Elder Yu’s condition had greatly improved.

However, coming back to it, the effect of his own hands doing the massage was still a bit better, after all, he could channel Spiritual Energy.

One day, after he finished massaging Elder Yu, Elder Yu casually asked, “What’s the deal with that Jieke Mozi?”

“What?” Feng Jun paused, then shook his head, “I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Mozi and Xiang Xue, two young girls in their prime,” Elder Yu sighed sadly, “they disappeared right from the apartment they were renting, isn’t it very regrettable?”

“Just speak frankly, I really don’t understand,” Feng Jun showed some impatience, “If there’s nothing else, consider paying the final payment. I think you’re almost recovered.”

Elder Yu was a bit puzzled too, as he couldn’t be certain whether Jieke Mozi and Xiang Xue’s disappearance had anything to do with Feng Jun. He simply intuitively believed–there was a connection between the two.

Actually, tracing back, the day Jieke Mozi’s mobile phone lost contact was the second day Feng Jun went to the magic city, and also the first day a major incident erupted at Rimu Factory; suspicion could be confirmed.

No one rules that paranormal events can’t happen in quick succession–if it really was Feng Jun’s doing, one could only say his ability to commit back-to-back deeds was strong.

But at the same time, Elder Yu could also be sure that Feng Jun hadn’t stirred up more trouble after agreeing not to cause any.

So his attention turned to another matter, “I feel like I’m still far from peak condition, definitely not fully recovered, I need to continue the treatment… I can’t stop the medication.”

With such experienced old leaders playing tricks, Feng Jun had seen many, like Yuan Zihao, Elder Peng… those were living examples.

He could be sure, there was a good chance that Elder Yu had already recovered better than before he had a cerebral infarction, but… since the man insisted he was not cured, he couldn’t just kick him out, right?

Of course, he could also understand such sentiments–he also hoped for a healthy body. Discovering that his health was continuously improving, Elder Yu certainly hoped to recover even better.

So he slightly nodded, “Alright, your wish is my command, but I’ll be leaving again soon. I’ll inform them, and then you can stay here for another month.”

When Elder Yu heard this, he became a little unhappy again. As someone who had personally experienced it, he could clearly feel that the effect of Feng Jun massaging him compared to others was simply incomparable, “Where are you going?”

“That, you don’t need to know, do you?” Feng Jun rolled his eyes, “I’m just a nobody outside the system, and I haven’t done anything wrong. Where I want to go is my freedom.”

You haven’t done anything wrong? Elder Yu scoffed inwardly, not only have you done something wrong, but it’s also been no small matter, it’s just that we currently lack proper evidence, which is why you’re getting off scot-free.

Of course, he wouldn’t articulate such thoughts. He had heard enough about getting off scot-free; at a certain level, as long as you don’t lose your principles, the trivial matters truly don’t matter.

So he changed his tone, “Look, I paid for the treatment strictly according to your requests, even paying the maximum, and now I’m not fully recovered, and you’re ready to let go… what about the spirit of contract?”

“Oh?” Feng Jun laughed when he heard this, an old cadres actually questioned him on the spirit of contract, quite fashionable, “Since you admit that it’s me treating you, then you should accept my judgment; I think, you are completely fine now.”

“No, I’m not cured yet!” Elder Yu didn’t care about that, concerning his recovery, he didn’t mind causing a fuss–most old people believe they can live shorter lives, but they must be healthy.

So he angrily accused Feng Jun, “You’re taking substandard for good, it’s my body, of course, I clearly know whether I’m cured or not… never mind, forget these things, where exactly are you going, and for how long?”

Since Feng Jun did not stop him from leaving, he did not mind answering, “I’ll go to Dian Gui for a walk, there are some business matters to handle, I can’t postpone them any longer.”

Elder Yu’s eyes darted around, probing, “You’re not going to create a bloodbath in Myanmar, are you?”

The longer he stayed in the estate, the more he understood about Feng Jun, even managing to inquire about such news.

Feng Jun gave him a white look, “Elder Yu, you being such a big head figure, should speak with evidence. I always follow the law in doing business.”

Elder Yu snorted, “If you’re abiding by the law… could you pay up your due taxes? The Jade house of yours, tsk tsk, how much taxes should you make up, I reckon, it should be no problem to boost GDP by 0.1 percent.”

“That’s not fair,” Feng Jun shook his head, “It’s not that I don’t want to pay taxes, but how do I explain the source of such a large amount of Jade? So, the crux of the issue is, could the tax authorities possibly not inquire about my income source?”

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