Cunning Rabbit

The sun was shining brightly in San Francisco, while Pengcheng was quiet and peaceful in the deep of night.

Suddenly, the ringing of a phone shattered the silence, waking the short, round-faced youth who had just fallen asleep. He picked up the phone:

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"Boss, they lost the target in San Francisco, and the other party has already realized we're after them."

Du Jianxin's face turned grim. "Useless!"

"Boss..." The voice on the other end quickly explained the entire situation.

After listening to the explanation, Du Jianxin's expression grew even more somber. If they had simply lost the target by accident, he wouldn't have been this angry.

Calming himself, he hung up the phone. After thinking for a while, his apprehension towards Li Qingye grew. He then picked up the satellite phone from his bedside table and dialed a special number.

Two minutes later.

"Hello, Du?"

"Thomas, it's me."

The voice on the other end asked in surprise, "It's still late at night where you are, right? What happened?"

Du Jianxin smiled and said, "I have a small matter to trouble you with, my friend."

"Heh, a small matter? Tell me about it."

"I have a friend who has gone missing in North America. I'd like to ask your Family to find him."

"Find someone? OK, send me his information. I'll give you a reply within half a month."

"Thank you, my friend."

North America, Seattle, America.

On a private beach, a middle-aged man in shorts lay sunbathing on the sand, casually tossing his satellite phone to his butler.

Half an hour later, the butler walked over with a file. The middle-aged man waved away two bikini-clad beauties.

"Sir, the person Mr. Du wants to find is Li Qingye, the son of the former chairman of Xin Xin Group. He disappeared shortly after arriving in San Francisco yesterday," the butler said concisely.

The middle-aged man lifted his sunglasses, took the file, and flipped through it.

"So that's how it is." The middle-aged man suddenly understood. He handed the file back to the butler and then instructed, "Have someone investigate this Li."

"Understood."

Meanwhile.

Transvaal Republic, Cape Town International Airport.

After a private airplane landed, Li Qingye, carrying only a single-shoulder bag, quickly found the UBS branch in Cape Town.

He opened two new anonymous accounts and transferred the funds from his previous anonymous account into these two new accounts in two batches.

Then, he went to the area in Cape Town specializing in financial services.

Inside a company specializing in agency services.

"Mr. Andrew, please," a curly-haired Boer poured him a cup of coffee.

Li Qingye took a sip of coffee. "Manager Kate, I heard you're the most specialized agent in Cape Town. If I want to obtain Transvaal nationality, what are the procedures?"

"Oh? That depends."

"Here's 100,000 US dollars as a deposit. How long will it take?" Li Qingye casually threw the check onto the table.

"One month. It only takes one month." Kate's eyes gleamed with greed.

"Too slow." He casually threw another 100,000 US dollar check.

Gulp! Kate quickly said, "One week."

"Within two days. This is my requirement. If you can do it, it's five hundred thousand US dollars. Otherwise, I'll find someone else." Li Qingye placed a handwritten five-page note in Kate's hand.

Hearing the five hundred thousand US dollar reward, Kate couldn't care about anything else and quickly replied, "No problem, I can get it done for you in two days."

"Are you sure? You should read my requirements first!"

Now slightly calmer, Kate realized this money wouldn't be easy to earn. However, as a Boer, he desperately needed money for immigration, and he would sell anything for money.

He picked up the five pages and flipped through them one by one.

Li Qingye naturally wouldn't apply for citizenship casually, because obtaining citizenship through regular channels would easily leave information traces.

Therefore, he had to take an unconventional route.

This reset identity was that of a Malaysian Chinese named Zhang Jack, aged 35. He had previously failed in investments in Africa, later married a local tribal woman, obtained Transvaal nationality three years ago, and his wife passed away unexpectedly this year.

"This..." Kate looked deeply at Li Qingye. Clearly, the person applying for this kind of identity was definitely problematic.

But he immediately dismissed the idea of investigating further. It was a joke; if the other party's identity were clean, they wouldn't spend five hundred thousand US dollars to have him handle it. As a professional agent, Kate understood a principle: never ask about a client's privacy.

"Okay, you can get the identification documents tomorrow."

"Okay, make sure the handling of the bodies is clean." Li Qingye took another sip of coffee. "Right, if you don't want trouble, you'd best launder these two checks. I imagine that should be easy for Manager Kate!"

Kate glanced at the two checks and saw they were bearer checks from UBS. But he quickly realized that for certain powers, a bearer account from UBS was practically transparent.

"Thanks for the reminder."

"Tomorrow noon, private room number 35 at the Black Rose Restaurant."

"Okay."

After Li Qingye left, Kate acted quickly. Since the identity documents were already set up, he didn't need to create them himself. He just needed to find a friend in the household registration department to insert Zhang Jack's information.

In other countries, this might be very difficult, but Transvaal today was no longer the Transvaal of the Boer era.

Jin Zhuan Si Fei wasn't just a nickname for nothing.

This was also why Li Qingye chose this place.

Chaos offered opportunities.

Soon, with the help of Kate's friend, Zhang Jack, who had naturalized in Transvaal three years ago, and his legitimate identity documents, were quietly generated.

The next day at noon, Li Qingye kept his word. After receiving the identity files, he paid the remaining three hundred thousand US dollars to the other party.

After obtaining his new identity, he didn't linger in Transvaal. Instead, he took an airplane to Hong Kong.

Upon arriving in Hong Kong, he found several professional agents there to launder the funds from the bearer account and then inject them into an offshore company.

Moreover, to ensure secrecy, he had the agents spread the money laundering to all Commonwealth countries. After all, it was only a little over a hundred million US dollars. Although the consequences of doing so cost Li Qingye a lot of money, his security increased.

At this point, the assets under Zhang Jack's name had no relation to Li Qingye. The two had absolutely no overlap.

Meanwhile, in Transvaal, another person, in Li Qingye's name, bought a plane ticket to Madagascar Island.

June 8th.

Seattle.

"Sir, we've found that person's whereabouts."

Thomas Morgan flicked his cigar. "Phew..."

The butler reported, "According to immigration records, he has no exit records from North America. However, there is no information on the domestic public information network about him traveling to Maple Leaf (Canada)."

"Our people re-examined information from some special channels and found that on the day he arrived in San Francisco, he went to a local UBS branch and withdrew funds from a bearer account. The account contained 180 million US dollars."

Thomas Morgan's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "180 million? It seems this young man is indeed a troublemaker!"

"Through his connections with UBS, he planned to immigrate to Northern Europe, and then took a private airplane to Transvaal. However, when I reviewed the UBS account information, I found he spent millions of US dollars in Cape Town. Three days later, unusual expenditures began appearing from his bearer account, and the funds in the account disappeared four days ago."

Thomas Morgan took a puff of his cigar. "Very clever. It seems he already knew UBS might leak information and transferred all the funds in advance."

The butler continued, "Since the funds are scattered across various countries in the Commonwealth, it's too difficult to trace their whereabouts. Should we continue the investigation?"

"No need. Just tell Du that the target's last known location was Transvaal." Thomas Morgan waved his hand.

Although his family could investigate the underground money laundering channels throughout the Commonwealth through their connections in Britain, the cost would be too high.

Furthermore, doing so wouldn't guarantee finding Li Qingye. If the other party used traditional cash or gold exchanges for money laundering, bypassing international settlement channels, they could evade investigation.

Coupled with the fact that Thomas saw Li Qingye's anti-reconnaissance capabilities were very strong, and the reward was disproportionate to the effort, he wouldn't do such thankless work.

Du Jianxin in Pengcheng received the email and felt it was very troublesome.

After all, his family's powers were in East Asia and Southeast Asia. They couldn't reach other places, and they couldn't openly search. He had to give up the idea of finding Li Qingye.

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