I had already more or less punished Wu Huaqing.
I could now let his physical body die and leave.
But punishing Wu Huaqing did not mean punishing the entire organization.
As long as the organization existed, a second Wu Huaqing would emerge in time.
Anyone in the organization could become Wu Huaqing.
Although I could not punish every single member, I could deal the organization a devastating blow and bring it to the brink of dissolution.
Without this organization, there would be no more Seven Deaths for a Life, let alone its victims and beneficiaries.
How I could dismantle the organization depended on how much Wu Huaqing had left behind.
Wu Huaqing was a conservative man. He had been born sixty years ago, when computers were not widespread, and computers were not secure, either. If hackers attacked, some of the information and data stored inside could be exposed.
So I checked Wu Huaqing's computer and found nothing useful.
But Wu Huaqing must have kept something, and I found many notebooks in his room. Some of what I read in them made my scalp crawl.
Wu Huaqing had recorded detailed information on every beneficiary of Seven Deaths for a Life, including me and Lü Zhengxian.
But compared with the other beneficiaries listed there, Lü Zhengxian and I were very, very small fry.
The beneficiaries recorded in one notebook were almost all powerful figures, along with their relatives or descendants.
Why had Wu Huaqing recorded their information in such detail? First, it made weaving his network of connections easier. Second, if anything ever happened to the organization, these people could keep it safe.
If they refused to help, the detailed records could be used to threaten them.
Another notebook recorded some of Wu Huaqing's "dealings" with these people-things that could utterly ruin