Closed Station
He'd tried to kill them the moment they met. Xu Huo was quite interested in what they'd been trading.
He contacted several private investigators through personal channels and gathered some recent information about Rongxin Group. Unfortunately, Rongxin Group had done a good job of keeping its secrets. The information that leaked out was vague, and the only thing worth noting was that Rongxin's medical equipment company didn't just make equipment—it was also involved in the arms trade.
Although District 011 officially prohibited private groups from buying and selling weapons, in practice, the government turned a blind eye as long as they paid high taxes. Most large groups had some involvement in that business. Given Rongxin Group's size, it would have been strange if it didn't.
It wasn't easy to investigate a large group's criminal enterprises. The group's key figures were all protected by Players, especially Vison Meny. According to information posted online, he was a B-class Player himself, with strength on par with an A-class Player. He'd left the game later for special reasons.
It was difficult to go after such an obvious target. After watching the medical equipment company for two days, Xu Huo chose a member of the logistics staff. Once he'd figured out the man's daily routine, he rented two rooms nearby—one close to the man's home and the other near a place he frequented—to use as observation posts.
After setting all that up, he finally found some time to check on Zheng An.
The day after the palace Night Tour, Zheng An's obituary was posted on Rongxin Group's public network. There was also a sizable funeral. Videos were taken, but there were certainly no unnecessary people in attendance. Afterward, the family was well looked after, and things remained calm within Rongxin Group.
After shuttling