Chapter 798: Accident?!
"I understand, sir."
Though Harris was reluctant, he would not easily defy Lu Liang's orders.
The two ended their conversation, and finally, Lu Liang called the lawyer handling Wen Chao's investigation.
Through him, and under the surveillance of law enforcement, he got a chance to speak with Wen Chao.
"How's it going?" Lu Liang asked.
"Thanks for your concern, Mr. Lu. Everyone is fine, it's just a bit unexpected." Wen Chao sounded relaxed, clearly not subjected to malicious persecution at the police station.
He briefly described the current situation, mentioning that his team of seven members was all accused of bringing illegal items into the country.
The police hadn't provided any substantial evidence, only claimed they were responding to a tip, and it was still in the investigation and questioning phase.
"What do you think?" Lu Liang asked again.
Leaving aside the fact that it could be a baseless charge, even if it were true, there's a lot of room for maneuver since people and luggage are separated.
As long as Wen Chao and his team insisted they didn't carry illegal items and knew nothing about it, they could shift the responsibility to the airlines.
And it wasn't just one airline, first, the United Airlines flight from Modu to Los Angeles, then Delta Airlines from Los Angeles to Detroit, both airlines bore primary responsibility.
If it were pure political persecution, it should follow the example of Meng Wanqiu's arrest in Canada.
For instance, using interests conveyed with countries like Yilan, making it easier for long-term delays, effectively achieving a disguised form of house arrest.
Wen Chao pondered for a moment and shared his speculation: "Mr. Lu, I feel like it was an accident, but the specific situation may still require your people to investigate."
From the airport to the police station, he'd been thinking, assuming the report was true and not a deliberate targeting.
He suddenly remembered the flight from Xiangjiang to Los Angeles, where a man named Jin Canfa from Xiangjiang had persistently chatted with him.
The ten-hour flight was quite boring.
With nothing better to do, Wen Chao chatted with him a bit more, and they eventually exchanged contact information.
If there had to be a loophole in this journey, it was the accidental acquaintance with that man.
"I'll have someone investigate."
Lu Liang nodded slightly and said, "If it was an accident, you should know what to do, right?"
"I know." Wen Chao nodded with a smile.
If it was persecution, insist it was an accident.
If it was an accident, insist it was persecution.
In this way, a bad thing might turn into a good thing.
"Hanging up, be safe."
After ending the call with Wen Chao, Lu Liang pondered for a moment and then called Yang Qisheng: "Qisheng, sorry to bother you, but could you help me investigate something?"
"Jin Canfa, head of ocean trade, get back to me as soon as possible. This matter is very urgent."
Upon receiving Lu Liang's call, Yang Qisheng immediately perked up, activating his network in Xiangjiang.
Within ten minutes, he had thoroughly checked the company and the associated responsible parties and quickly reported back to Lu Liang.
"Was it really just an accident?"
Lu Liang received the detailed information and looked puzzled: "Could it be that coincidental?"
Jin Canfa was not only from Xiangjiang but also held dual citizenship with Mei Ying, and his company mainly did business with Chinese people in Los Angeles.
Previously he had been accused by Xiangjiang customs of smuggling endangered medicinal materials such as tiger bones, rhino horns, elephant ivory, and pangolin scales.
Due to a lack of direct evidence and Jin Canfa's small but significant network in Xiangjiang, the matter ultimately went unresolved.
After all, the main buyers of rare medicinal materials are the elite across both sides of the strait and Hong Kong & Macao.
Yang Qisheng also said that the ivory jewelry his father often handled was purchased and gifted through ocean trade channels by others.
This is why Yang Qisheng was able to quickly investigate the situation regarding Jin Canfa and ocean trade.
At that moment, a knock at the door sounded.
Responding to Lu Liang's reply, Lin Yan entered the room. Her knee-length skirt was deliberately smoothed, but it was evident it had been pressed.
She said, "Mr. Lu, the plane is about to land; you should return to your seat."
Lu Liang thought it over and nodded.
Walking alongside Lin Yan to the front row seats, she suddenly asked, "Is everything alright?"
Their prior passionate interaction had heightened emotions when Lu Liang suddenly halted and stayed in the lounge.
Even though their relationship was one of mutual need, women are often more emotional and might worry.
"It's nothing major."
Lu Liang wrapped his arm around Lin Yan's curvaceous waist, whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry about earlier."
The event of Wen Chao's arrest in Detroit seemed mostly an accident, and fortunately so. Otherwise, he might have ordered the captain to return directly.
Lin Yan shivered slightly, her voice hoarse and alluring: "So how do you plan to make it up to me?"
"Whatever you want, I'll make it up that way," Lu Liang replied with a smile.
"A few more trips, and I'll have saved enough for retirement."
Lin Yan carefully observed Lu Liang's reaction and casually remarked, "But being alone feels a bit lonely. Having a child to play with might be nice."
"You saved up quickly," Lu Liang said, deliberately ignoring the last part.
A flash of disappointment passed through Lin Yan's eyes as she quietly said, "Think about it, how many trips have I made with you lately? Each time back and forth, I got at least seventy to eighty thousand in bonuses."
"Is it enough money? Don't you want to earn more for a few more years?"
"How much can one person spend? As long as it's enough. Besides, there's the house you gave me in Modu."
Lu Liang couldn't help but smile, hearing the faint resentment in Lin Yan's tone: "It sounds like I'm pushing you away."
Lin Yan smiled lightly, teasing, "Then why don't you ask me to stay? Maybe I'll agree if you catch me in a soft moment."
"I'm really not one to beg," Lu Liang chuckled and asked, "Where do you plan to retire?"
"Maybe Dali, maybe Beihai, or travel around the country first."
"What if I miss you?"
"Mr. Lu, you should save that line for the young girls."
Lin Yan playfully pouted, helped Lu Liang fasten his seatbelt, and returned to her seat to wait for the plane to land.
After ten minutes, the plane landed smoothly at Haneda Airport, and Lu Liang walked out of the cabin, passing by Lin Yan.
He paused and whispered, "No matter what, finish this year before you leave, see things through to the end."
"Okay." Lin Yan replied, watching Lu Liang's silhouette until it completely disappeared down the jet bridge.
Crossing the jet bridge, Lu Liang headed to the exit, and suddenly saw Ota Ling waiting, as if for a long time.
He quickened his pace and smiled: "Mr. Ota, why did you come personally?"
"I wouldn't be at ease with anyone else."
Ota Ling looked solemn, obviously aware of the incident at Detroit Airport.
After all, the group of seven going to the US included his eldest son, Ota Renjun.
"Let's discuss more outside."
The exit process was smooth, with no obstacles at all.
Lu Liang and Ota Ling rode together toward the company in Tokyo.
Unable to restrain himself, Ota Ling asked, "Mr. Lu, what's the situation in Detroit? If you need help, please just let me know."
"Don't worry; so far it seems to be just an accident."
Lu Liang said, skimming through information and quickly understanding the current situation of Xingheng Investment.
Wen Chao took 95% of the assets into Guangsheng Bank, including Bitcoin and substantial cash flow.
Currently, there are only two acquisition projects left, Fuji TV and Murakami Bank, and less than 100 million dollars in liquidity.
"Is it really just an accident?" Ota Ling was stunned, he had considered many possibilities but never an accident.
After all, while Wen Chao might not be as renowned as Lu Liang, he wasn't a nobody either.
Especially after Tianxing Finance settled in Xiangjiang, he became the main person in charge of this consortium.
Even when visiting moderately developed countries, he could expect a warm reception.
How could someone of such status be taken away for investigation unless the police station's leadership was out of their minds?