After returning to the Haitian Building, Zhao Yongbin soon received news that left him aghast.
"Some Jiang" had provided the police with a devastating piece of evidence-a video recording of Jiang Xin's phone call.
In the video, the names "Zhao Xuanwen" and "Huang Yu," the victim, could be heard clearly, along with details such as the death toll in the arson case.
This evidence could not only establish that Jiang Xin had committed murder by arson, but also lead the police straight to Zhao Xuanwen, the true mastermind, leaving him nowhere to hide.
Faced with such irrefutable evidence, Jiang Xin would most likely-no, definitely-crack.
Because a desperado like him disregarded not only other people's lives, but his own as well. Once he knew there was no escape, his response would inevitably be, "Come on, let's all go together! We'll play cards at the Hall of King Yan!"
"Some Jiang"! "Some Jiang" again!
This bastard was the Zhao Family's worst nightmare!
All this time, he had never stopped trying to uncover Some Jiang's identity and whereabouts. He had even kept his daughter, Zhao Qiushui, and his eldest son, Zhao Xuanwu, under close surveillance.
But he had found nothing.
He felt as if a thorn were digging into his back, as if he were sitting on needles, as if something were lodged in his throat. That was exactly how he felt at this moment.
So what was he supposed to do now?
How could I save you, my son?
Feeling his resolve begin to crumble, Board Chairman Zhao sat in his executive chair and pondered for a long time before finally letting out a deep sigh. He had considered giving up, but even a vicious tiger would not eat its own cubs. Besides, if Zhao Xuanwen's guilt was established, the Zhao Group