151: Chapter 150: The Organizing Committee's Handling of the Case; the Judge Involved Expelled.

Internal Investigation Room of the Event Organizing Committee.

The air was stagnant.

Kim Sung-hoon slumped in the stainless steel seat.

Smith walked in pushing the door holding a decrypted terminal record, slamming a stack of printed transnational transfer details onto the iron table.

"The recording and bank statements provided by David have been confirmed by the Swiss headquarters."

Smith braced his hands on the table and leaned forward, "The International Anti-Corruption Bureau and the Seoul Business Investigation Division have already intervened."

Kim Sung-hoon's lips trembled, his gaze fixed on the paper on the table, unable to utter a single word.

"Take him away. Notify the legal department to sue SM Entertainment for defamation and commercial bribery."

Smith turned and gave the order.

Two security personnel hoisted Kim Sung-hoon up and walked toward the side door.

Outside the back door of the venue, the three involved judges were handcuffed and shoved into a police car by the Swiss police.

Hundreds of media camera flashes illuminated the dark night as bright as day.

Half an hour later, in the main venue hall.

All the stage lights turned on.

Smith walked quickly to the microphone in the center.

The cameras of thirty-two official live-streaming rooms globally focused on him simultaneously.

The entire venue was dead silent.

"Two hours ago, the organizing committee received a real-name report. After strict verification, the three presiding judges committed serious job-related crimes."

Smith stood still and bowed deeply to the camera, "The International Street Dance Association announces the permanent expulsion of these three judges from membership and their transfer to the judicial authorities for handling. On behalf of the organizing committee, I solemnly apologize to the Huaxia Team and audiences worldwide who love Street Dance."

Thunderous applause and whistles erupted from the audience.

"As a remedy."

Smith straightened up, "Three international top-tier alternate judges have already taken their seats. The organizing committee will publicly recalculate all events of the Huaxia Team in the previous preliminary rounds."

Above the main stage, a huge LED scoreboard lit up.

The original total score of the Huaxia Team displayed: 82 points.

Ranked eighth, on the verge of elimination.

On the judges' bench, the three newly appointed alternate judges pressed the scoring devices in front of them.

The other two unbought international judges also followed suit synchronously.

"For the group dance event 《Tai Chi》, remove the 5 points from the three manipulated operations. Recalculate."

A mechanical voice sounded from the live broadcast.

The numbers on the big screen jumped wildly.

Finally settling on: 98 points.

"For the individual freestyle Solo event, Su Chen. Remove the illegal point deduction."

The newly appointed chief judge, two-time world tournament champion Rock, directly pressed the green confirmation button in front of him.

Without any suspense.

Full score.

10 points.

The scoring system re-accumulated all scores.

The Huaxia Team's bar chart soared in a straight line on the big screen, surpassing the Russian Team, the Japanese Team, and the American Team, and directly breaking through to the top of the leaderboard.

Total score: 108 points.

Second place, American Team: 95 points.

Absolute crushing.

The bullet comments in the live-streaming room erupted explosively, and the server almost crashed:

[So satisfying! This damn thing is what real strength is called!]

[108 to 95, absolute first place! This is the true combat power of the Huaxia Divine Dragon!]

[Darkness retreat! Return the throne belonging to Su Chen!]

[Kim Sung-hoon's move belongs to delivering heads across a thousand miles, sending himself in and helping Team China max out its coolness factor.]

[Alternate judge Rock, the big boss, knows his stuff, directly slamming a full score in the face!]

[SM Entertainment's stock price has already hit circuit breakers, family members, who understands, today is Chinese New Year!]

[Justice may be late, but Su Chen's strength cures all kinds of defiance!]

Inside the venue, competing dancers from various countries looked up at that startling score, and no one spoke out to refute.

The impromptu dominance previously displayed by Su Chen had completely conquered all the professional players present.

Huaxia Team rest area.

Guan Heng stared at the golden "1" on the screen, rubbed his face hard with both hands, and his eye sockets turned red.

He turned his head and looked at Su Chen sitting on the sofa.

Su Chen was lowering his head and playing with a wrist guard, his expression without the slightest fluctuation.

"Absolute first place."

Guan Heng's voice was a bit hoarse.

"When the strength is there, the score is just a byproduct."

Su Chen put the wrist guard on his wrist and stood up.

The door was pushed open.

The event floor manager poked their head out: "Huaxia Team, please head to the passage entrance to prepare. The organizing committee will announce the finals matchup list immediately."

Su Chen walked at the very front.

Behind him, eight Huaxia Team members closely followed, their steps neat and uniform.

Inside the main hall.

The big screen cleared all preliminary leaderboards.

The lights dimmed.

Smith picked up the microphone again, his voice spreading across more than two hundred broadcast channels globally.

"Preliminary rounds cleared. Advancement spots locked."

Huge special-effect flames ignited on the screen, and the battle tree diagram spread from the bottom all the way to the top.

Finally, the team emblems of the two teams crashed roaringly into the finals pool at the very top of the screen, stirring up a sky full of virtual sparks.

On the left, a vibrant red totem.

Huaxia Delegation.

On the right, the Taegeuk Tiger logo.

South Korean Team.

Su Chen stopped his footsteps and looked up at the screen.

In the preparation area not far away, the South Korean Team members who had lost their backbone turned pale with livid faces, staring fixedly at the direction of Team China.

Countdown numbers appeared in the center of the screen.

Only the last 24 hours remained until the grand finals.