371: Chapter 371 Please Call Me "Lei Feng"

This pistol belonged to the three bodyguards, as did the one in Wei Xinglong's hand.

They were both equipped with silencers.

Without a silencer, firing a gun in the middle of the night would still be audible. With one, it was a different story; the nearest villa was over a hundred meters away in a straight line, making it impossible to hear.

Hearing movement inside the room, Qin Chuan twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open with his gun in hand, and reached out to turn on the bedroom light.

With a soft "click," the entire bedroom flooded with light.

Chairman Takai Ryohei was startled instantly and shouted, "Baka, who are you people!"

Seeing two strange men, both holding pistols equipped with silencers, his young wife didn't have such nerves of steel and opened her mouth to scream.

With a soft "click."

Wei Xinglong was extremely decisive. He raised his hand and fired a single shot. Before the woman's scream could even escape, she collapsed headfirst with a bullet hole in her forehead—a clean headshot.

Qin Chuan gave a thumbs up.

That was a beautiful shot!

Chairman Takai Ryohei's eyes narrowed. Even as a ruthless leader, he was a bit shaken at this moment, realizing that the people who had come were two tough opponents.

"Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this? If you want money, just say the word. If someone hired you to kill me, I will pay double the price."

He assumed that the two men before him were either assassins or thieves looking to make some money.

Qin Chuan gave a cold smile. "Chairman Takai Ryohei, take a good look. Don't you even recognize me?"

Since the other party had wanted to target him, they must have had some information on him; Chairman Takai Ryohei should have seen his photo.

Chairman Takai Ryohei felt that the young man in front of him looked a bit familiar. Although he was wearing a hat and white gloves, he wasn't wearing a mask.

This is...

"You... you are Qin Chuan, how are you here!"

Qin Chuan said, "Not bad, you can recognize me. In our China, there is a saying: 'Strike first to gain the advantage.' Weren't you planning to kill me? Then I will kill you first."

With that, he aimed his gun at Chairman Takai Ryohei.

"No, no, no..."

Facing death and looking into the dark muzzle of the gun, even a ruthless leader like Chairman Takai Ryohei started to panic. "Mr. Qin, this is a misunderstanding. We were wrong. I will immediately order the cancellation of the assassination operation against you. I'll make the call right now."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the mobile phone on the bedside table.

"Don't move!"

Wei Xinglong spoke up, aiming his gun at Chairman Takai Ryohei.

He was dreaming if he thought he could grab the phone in this situation.

Feeling the killing intent radiating from Wei Xinglong, Chairman Takai Ryohei didn't dare to move. He looked at Qin Chuan and asked, "Mr. Qin, then what do you want from me?"

Qin Chuan didn't want to waste any more time and said directly, "It's simple. I want your life."

With that, he raised his hand and fired a shot!

It was another headshot, killing Chairman Takai Ryohei.

After the killing, only half the work was done. Qin Chuan said, "Wei Xinglong, clean up the place. Wipe away all traces we left behind."

"Understood. This is my specialty; nothing will be left behind."

With that, he first picked up the two shell casings from the floor and put them in his pocket, then used a mop to wipe away the traces on the floor.

As for Qin Chuan, he still had things to do.

The Black Dragon Society was a large organization that had existed since World War II. Although it was ostensibly disbanded after the war, it soon made a comeback. In the last twenty or thirty years, it had developed rapidly and possessed immense power.

Its financial resources were also exceptionally strong. While it couldn't compare to the large financial conglomerates of Japan, it surprisingly had tens of billions in funds in its accounts.

Because he had thoroughly investigated the situation of several high-ranking members of the Black Dragon Society, Qin Chuan clearly knew the account numbers, passwords, and even the security keys for the Black Dragon Society's accounts.

This villa had a study with a computer.

Qin Chuan logged into the Black Dragon Society's accounts directly on the study's computer, retrieved the security keys from the safe, and with his white-gloved fingers moving at lightning speed, completed transfer after transfer.

Two of the accounts were with Swiss banks, and the transfers went very smoothly; another account was with Citibank, which also went relatively smoothly.

One account was with a local Japanese bank. The money wasn't much—over 100 billion yen, which was equivalent to about over a billion US dollars.

When making the transfer, the other party actually called to confirm.

When Chairman Takai Ryohei's phone rang, Qin Chuan had roughly guessed what it was. He cleared his throat slightly and answered the call.

If Wei Xinglong had been nearby, he would certainly have been amazed that Qin Chuan could actually mimic Chairman Takai Ryohei's voice.

It wasn't 100% identical, but it was at least 80% to 90% similar. Even someone who knew him well wouldn't be able to tell the difference if they didn't listen carefully.

This was Qin Chuan's heaven-defying learning ability; he had just heard Chairman Takai Ryohei speak a few sentences, and now he could imitate him almost perfectly.

"Chairman Takai, we would like to confirm if the large transfer just now was performed by you personally."

"Yes, it was my operation."

"Chairman Takai, could you disclose the purpose of such a large transfer?"

"Baka, are you asking too many questions? Do you believe that I will cancel my account at your bank tomorrow?"

"I'm sorry, we were overthinking it. We will process the transfer immediately and complete it right away."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Chuan turned it off directly. All transfers from the four accounts were completed, totaling over 30 billion US dollars.

In other words, all the money that could be transferred from the Black Dragon Society's accounts, which represented years of accumulation, had been transferred and sent back to China.

Qin Chuan didn't dare to transfer it into his own accounts; on one hand, it wasn't safe, and on the other hand, he wasn't short of money. He held over a million bitcoin alone—how could he be short of money?

He decided to treat it as doing a good deed. The two largest sums were transferred to the Project Hope account, totaling over 20 billion US dollars, which could build many schools.

The other two sums were transferred to a domestic children's foundation and another charitable organization, respectively.

With the job done, leaving no trace behind, Qin Chuan and Wei Xinglong slipped away quietly.

They returned to their hotel around one or two in the morning, again without alerting anyone, took a comfortable shower, and had a wonderful sleep.

The next day, the conference continued.

Qin Chuan and Wei Xinglong attended the meeting calmly, while outside, things were already exploding. The first to explode wasn't the Black Dragon Society, but the domestic side.

Over 20 billion US dollars had been transferred into the Project Hope account in the middle of the night, and it came from a Swiss bank. As soon as work started, the finance department discovered it.

"Minister, come and take a look quickly. Why is there so much money in our account?"

The Finance Minister laughed and scolded, "Xiao Liu, it's early in the morning and you're already making a fuss as soon as we start work. How much money could there be? You look like you've never seen the world."

Xiao Liu was a newcomer who had been working for less than two or three years since graduating from college. The Finance Minister was different; he was an old hand who was used to seeing large sums of money being transferred. Even with donations of tens of millions, he wouldn't be surprised and remained very calm.

Walking to the computer, the Finance Minister saw the numbers on the account interface and instantly froze, as if he had been struck by a paralysis spell.