Chapter 228 Confrontation
“Hehehe~”
The hotel's top floor suite.
Yang Ming, who had just returned from a TV live broadcast, hummed a relaxing tune.
He snapped his fingers, and the lights came on at the same time, and the humming stopped abruptly.
There was a tall figure sitting in front of the French window with his back to him, with half a cup of warm water in his hand.
Yang Ming seemed to be startled. He picked up the baseball bat decoration hanging on the wall beside him and slowly walked towards the alarm button.
"It's me," Gris turned around, narrowed his eyes and grinned, "Excuse me for disturbing you, Mr. Detective."
"Captain Gris?"
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned and looked at the only entrance door, then looked out the window at the height of several hundred meters.
He asked in surprise, "How did you get in?"
"Have you forgotten my profession? I am from the Imperial Special Forces. Of course, I have some privileges that are convenient for me to use through the backdoor."
Gris clicked his tongue and motioned Yang Ming to come forward and talk.
He said slowly, "How come I didn't realize before that you are so rich? You rented such a large penthouse for half a year. This is more than my salary for ten years."
"The notice fee is too much, I don't know how to spend it."
Yang Ming shrugged and unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing the white sweatshirt underneath.
He went to the refrigerator and got a bottle of ice drink, and said with a smile: "Captain Gris suddenly came to my place, it's impossible that he came to drink with me, right?"
"Yes, there is something that requires your cooperation in the investigation," Gris said with a smile, "It is about your father, Godoy."
Yang Ming paused slightly while opening the bottle, and his brows frowned inadvertently.
Grace captured these subtle expressions.
"We just had a phone call today," Yang Ming asked, "What happened to him? Did he do anything illegal?"
"Oh, no, no, don't get me wrong," said Grace. "Viscount Godoy is a respectable nobleman. For the sake of his grandfather and father's last wishes, he obviously has outstanding talents and professional knowledge, but he is willing to guard that dull and small manor and can't even afford to hire a gardener to tidy up the yard."
Yang Ming nodded, walked to the opposite side of the long table, and sat down two meters away from Grace.
He asked, "Does this have anything to do with what Captain Gris is investigating?"
Grace shook his head slowly: "I don't want to meddle in other people's business. We are friends. If you can answer a few questions for me, I will help you keep it secret."
"Hide what?"
"Buying and selling noble titles."
Yang Ming frowned tightly.
Grace smiled and said:
"You are too sharp, and many people are investigating you. You are smart and ambitious, but this society is far more complicated than you think.
"Chuanlin Yuanhang Trading Group, you should be familiar with this name. I retrieved your account records and found that this group has made several payments to you in recent months.
"Judging from the size of Yuanhang Group, your financial resources as a second-generation rich man are not very outstanding. Your family has tens of millions of New Federation coins in assets?"
Yang Ming shrugged: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Grace narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "The affairs of the nobles have nothing to do with me. I dislike those old nobles. I asked different teams to do this investigation, and they don't have all the information. Can you answer my question now?"
Yang Ming looked at Grace with clear eyes and said with a smile: "Sir, you can ask me questions at any time, and I will fully cooperate with your work."
Grace's eyes flickered with a faint light, and he asked slowly: "What is your real name?"
"Hui."
"What is your purpose?"
"As you can see, becoming famous, becoming a political star, gaining influence and prestige, and giving back to my noble family."
"Hui, I hope you can be honest with me."
Grace's eyes began to become aggressive: "What is your purpose in coming to Yaha Star?"
Yang Ming said seriously: "Become famous, become a political star, gain influence and prestige, and give back to my noble family. This is really the most sincere answer."
Bang!
Grace slammed a laser pistol on the table. With his beard stained with juice, he looked like an angry lion.
He used all his strength, but shouted out in a deep voice:
"How long do you want to play tricks on me, Captain Hanton?"
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of confusion.
Gris' eyes were almost spitting fire as he stared closely at Yang Ming's eyes.
A few seconds later, Grace suddenly showed a friendly smile: "Sorry, it's just a little test. Did it scare you?"
"Captain Hanton... I heard Catherine mention it last time. This seems to be the identity of the White Ghost," Yang Ming wondered, "How did you come up with the idea that you suspect I am the White Ghost?"
Grace licked his lips and said calmly: "A little man's intuition."
"Yes, I am the White Ghost."
Yang Ming nodded seriously and reached into his coat pocket.
Grace was obviously stunned for a moment, looking at Yang Ming's actions as if he was facing a great enemy, and subconsciously glanced at the laser pistol on the table.
Yang Ming's palm slowly moved outwards.
Grace narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint curve appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Don't move."
Yang Ming formed the shape of a pistol with his thumb and index finger.
Grace had already grabbed the pistol and pointed it at Yang Ming. The biological safety device had been activated!
"Oh! Just kidding! This is a joke!" Yang Ming quickly raised his hands.
Gris breathed a sigh of relief, slowly put the gun down, frowned and said, "This is not funny at all!"
Yang Ming shrugged: "It was you who joked with me first."
"Okay, I think I know."
Gris sat back in his seat dejectedly, picked up the warm water and took a sip, leaving an obvious 'kiss mark' on the edge of the cup.
"Let's continue with the previous question, Hui, you know what kind of sin it is to buy and sell noble titles, right?
"You handled this matter very well. I mean, you didn't reveal too many flaws, but the lack of flaws is also a flaw. The Godoy family is just an ordinary noble family. We only need to check their source of funds and tax payment records, and the problem will be exposed quickly.
"You should know that Godoy bought a house in the Imperial Star Circle."
Yang Ming nodded: "My father told me about this matter. I bought it with a loan. This doesn't prove anything."
"If you want me to help you cover up this problem, then communicate with me honestly," Gris frowned, "I don't want to ruin a young man with a bright future with my own hands."
Yang Ming was silent for a while.
Grace wondered, "Do you really think that this kind of buying and selling of titles can be concealed? You are now a political commentator and you have many competitors. As long as someone raises an objection, you and Godoy will need to go to the Noble Court to test the genetic sequence on the spot."
"Tsk," Yang Ming shrugged, "Okay, I admit that I may have messed this up, but this has nothing to do with the Godoy family."
Grace said, "If this matter gets out, Godoy will be the one to be punished, and you will only get a few years in prison and a large fine."
Yang Ming was silent again, rubbing his thumb lightly on his fingertips, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
"Think about Mrs. Delly," said Gris, "and those two lovely little guys. They are all innocent."
Yang Ming asked: "Is there any solution?"
He looked up at Grace and frowned, "You have been threatening me with this matter, exaggerating the harmfulness of it, and using the safety of my father to kidnap me. You must have another purpose."
"Yes," Gris said, "If you help me, I can guarantee you and make your sale of the title part of our plan, so that both you and Godoy can be exempted from responsibility."
Yang Ming leaned back: "Help you? Help you with what?"
"Lure the white ghost."
Grace's smile became more and more confident. He put the laser pistol aside and kept the muzzle pointed at Yang Ming.
Grace said quickly:
“After discovering your problem, a plan came into my mind. You are a bold and reckless person.
“In fact, in the past month, I have thought of creating public opinion many times to force the White Ghost to show up. I have also contacted many famous commentators with many fans on Yaha Star and several nearby planets. However, the famous commentators are afraid of offending the White Ghost and bringing about fatal disasters, so they never dare to attack the White Ghost excessively.
"You are different, you are also a hero in the eyes of the people, and you have the name card of a famous detective to protect you.
"You have the most fans now. As long as you stand up and declare war on White Ghost, I guarantee you can get more traffic."
Yang Ming: …
"You're talking as if I'm not afraid," Yang Ming scolded, "You want me to attack the White Ghost? A White Ghost that has the terrifying combat power to destroy the Zerg swarm and has fooled the Empire's technical department? You might as well send me to jail."
Grace said calmly, "You can give up the Godoy family, right? According to my investigation - I have reviewed all the surveillance videos I could find on Saka, you two are very compatible, aren't you?"
"I hate being threatened."
Yang Ming stood up and paced back and forth, then turned around and cursed:
"Captain Gris, I always thought you were an upright and aboveboard man."
"If I am honest and upright, the ones who are looking for you now should be the Noble Council and the Elders' Council Law Enforcement Team."
Grace smiled and said:
"This is a deal. I can help you cover up the nobles' transactions. Isn't this a generous reward? Otherwise, this danger will accompany you for the rest of your life."
"You are so mean!"
"Oh, think about it, my friend," Gris kept saying in a bewitching bass voice, "I am a top fan of White Ghost, but my job requires me to find him. This is my last chance."
A few minutes later, Yang Ming sat back down opposite Grace.
"Tell me about your plan and what I need to do. I can't just go and insult White Ghost. I'm also his fan."
“All we can say is to avoid it as much as possible.”
Grace said slowly:
"The plan is simple. I am certain that the White Ghost is currently on Yaha Star. Yaha Star is now surrounded by a fleet, and passenger and cargo transportation are also subject to the highest level of inspection.
“All passengers need to undergo biometric testing, and it is unlikely that the White Ghost will get out.
“This level of testing also incurs huge costs for us, and I have a lot of pressure on my neck right now, and I could be beheaded by my boss at any time.
"The first step of the plan is to create a fake website and spread some extreme remarks to stigmatize white ghosts to a certain extent. Then you stand up and question white ghosts, which is often called leading the trend. I will be responsible for making the trend bigger and bigger.
"White Ghost is extremely proud. He won't let you mess with his reputation like this. As long as you issue a challenge, there is a certain probability that he will stand up and confront you."
Yang Ming: "A certain probability?"
"Yes, I can only say that there is a certain probability," Gris sighed, "You don't understand how terrifying the white ghost is. This is the only chance for me."
Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows, his mind racing.
This matter is simply outrageous. It's outrageous to the extreme.
White Ghost vs White Ghost.
But it feels… like it could be profitable and fun.
"I need some reassurance," Yang Ming looked at Grace, "You can't get anything for nothing from me."
"You have to understand the active and passive relationships," Gris said with a smile, "I am taking the initiative now, brother."
"Yeah?"
Yang Ming crossed his legs and said calmly: "You can report me to the Noble Court now ."
Gris was a little speechless.
"In this respect, you are really similar to White Ghost. Both of you are unwilling to suffer any loss."
Grace took out an electronic document:
"This is an official document from Skywrath Fortress, with my boss' signature on it. This project is called Black Ghost.
"Your mission is to become a celebrity to lure the white ghost out of the water. The plan was implemented half a year ago. Everything is official star-making, and the buying and selling of titles is also part of it."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Yang Ming muttered, "If I sign this document, you will have something against me in the future."
Grace explained impatiently: "Hey, what can I ask you to do? Give me money? I am an elite member of the special forces, and money is the most useless resource for me."
"Well, I hope you will have this realization when you are old and retired."
Yang Ming reviewed the document carefully, hesitated for a long time, and finally signed the name "Hui Chuanlin".
Greeley immediately revealed a satisfied smile.
"Come, wish our plan goes well," Gris stepped forward with his right hand.
Yang Ming stretched out his hand and shook his hand gently.
Just as his hands were clenched, Yang Ming suddenly retracted his right hand, took a breath, looked at the bright red blood oozing out of his palm, frowned and glared at Grace.
"Just a little test," Gris smiled as he took out an invisible patch from his palm, which was stained with Yang Ming's biological information.
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his chin towards the door.
"We'll discuss the details tomorrow. I also have to make connections and apply for funding. This is no small project."
Grace put away the patch with satisfaction, hummed a song, put his hands behind his back, pushed open the door, took the elevator and left the suite.
A thin layer of light-shielding film wrapped the room. 026 pushed open the closet door and slipped out, locking the door. Lu's projection also appeared opposite Yang Ming.
"Boss, do you want to suspend the retreat plan?" Lu asked softly.
Yang Ming carefully searched his hands for a while, then took off the extremely thin gloves on both hands. There was still blood stain on the glove on his right hand.
"I'm still not sure what this Gris has found out."
026 said: "If he tests the biological information we just collected, the target will still be Hui Chuanlin. We have already made a complete set of deep disguise, and there are still no flaws."
"He's right," Yang Ming rubbed his forehead, "Having no flaws is actually the biggest flaw. This guy reminded me of it."
Lu asked softly, "Should we detonate the antimatter bomb on his hovercraft? This is a rare opportunity, but we will become the prime suspect."
Yang Ming said: "Not yet, let's find a chance to dismantle the bomb. Gris is actually a good person. The Godoy family's retreat plan is also suspended, so try not to disturb them."
"Okay boss."
026 wondered, "Boss, are you really going to cooperate with Grace? Draw yourself out?"
“It’s interesting, isn’t it?”
Yang Ming licked his lips and asked:
"Why did we come to the Imperial Star Circle?"
026 quickly responded, "At first, I was trying to infiltrate the upper echelons of the empire, but later I realized that it was difficult to achieve that goal in a short period of time, so I changed it to becoming a political star, which is essentially to increase political influence."
Lu concluded: "In fact, the essence is to make the identity of White Ghost officially recognized."
"All plans are carried out around this goal," Yang Ming said, "So far, the emperor has not seen us, and the Sherman family has not commented on the White Ghost. So why don't we make a big news, right here on Yaha Star."
026 and Lu looked at each other.
Yang Ming smiled with narrowed eyes and removed the film on his neck and back.
"Have the Dongfeng on standby at all times. If there are any observers around the Godoy family, transfer them to the safe house."
Lu asked quietly: "Boss, I have a question, why did Gris want to help Hui Saka?"
Yang Ming thought about it for a moment and could only shake his head slightly.
"Just adapt to the situation. I have no idea what's going on in this guy's head. Don't touch him for now. He's very valuable right now."
"Yes, boss."
…
On the way back to the police station, Grace let the hovercraft drive automatically, and he lay back in the driver's seat with his hand on his forehead.
The portable detection instrument nearby has completely displayed the information of the owner of the biological information just collected.
Hui Chuanlin, the young master of Chuanlin Sailing Trading Group.
Grace laughed in silence, with a sharp light flashing across his eyes, but soon he seemed to be in some kind of dilemma. He turned off the detector and threw the palm-sized thing aside.
"I must be crazy."
He sighed softly.
