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At the same time, Aji sent back a list containing the names of several Southeast Asian capital executives who had met with Matsui. One of them, an old man named Lu Chengzhi, owned two grain and oil companies in Singapore and Malaysia and was a typical financial broker.
This person had just returned to Singapore from Vietnam six months ago, and his whereabouts were unpredictable, yet he repeatedly appeared in Matsui's circle.
Xu Lang didn't ask any further questions, only saying one sentence:
"Have someone follow them, but don't alert them!"
That afternoon, the Tung Sing headquarters on Hong Kong Island operated as usual, with all business operations, branch affairs, and external business running smoothly.
No one knew that Xu Lang's silence these past two days was a result of his quiet efforts to completely secure the new waterway connecting Hong Kong Island and the open sea.
That line isn't on the map, nor is it in the contract, but it truly belongs to Dongxing.
From then on, anyone who wanted to touch it would have to ask first—whether Xu Lang would agree or not.
On the afternoon of the third day, Hengmei led his brothers who had returned from the outer sea directly into the underground conference room of the main hall.
He still smelled of the sea, and his shoes were splattered with mud that he hadn't wiped off.
He didn't change his clothes or say anything unnecessary. After entering the room, he simply handed a document to Hong Wentong, then stood in a corner, waiting for further instructions.
Hong Wentong flipped through two pages, glanced at the freight records and on-site photos, and spoke in a low voice.
“The people on Shunhai’s side have already retreated a bit. They don’t realize yet that we’re watching the entire line.”
Should we then have Ah-Ji take this opportunity to create a breach in their network of connections?
"Don't rush!" Xu Lang said calmly, sitting in his chair.
"We have cut off half of Shunhai's passage, and they will definitely choose to defend their funds next."
If we act rashly at this point, we risk alerting the enemy!
The judge sat to one side, adjusting his glasses.
"They have a hidden sum of money in their accounts that they haven't used for circulation. I suspect they're saving it to fund a project in Hong Kong!"
"Have you found out?"
"We're investigating. I've had people check the two intermediaries Shunhai is dealing with. One is a local company in Thailand, and the other is connected through Singapore. They've already confirmed to be related to Lu Chengzhi 633!"
"Next, let them think we're only targeting the transportation corridor!" Xu Lang said, tapping the back of his chair lightly with his finger.
"Don't block their goods these next few days."
Those of us who manage our own logistics should slow down the pace a bit.
Don't let Shunhai collapse too quickly. Hold them off, let their funds circulate right under our noses!
Hong Wentong understood and nodded.
"Once they start transferring funds out, we'll coordinate to control the tax filing process, creating some 'errors' to force them to remove the money from their accounts!"
"right.
"The moment they make a move, we'll see exactly where that money ends up!"
Chapter 615 Aji Investigates Fund Flow
Ah Ji's men had already begun their operation. They followed Lu Chengzhi's driver all night, and after staking out a private bank in Central for half the night, they finally managed to photograph a man in a blue jacket delivering two leather bags into the bank's back door.
The man's identity is currently unclear, but based on his bank records, he is likely the actual operator of Shun Hai in Hong Kong Island, and the outside world is completely unaware of his existence.
Xu Lang stared at the blurry photo for a while.
"Investigate this person!"
"The facial recognition data has been handed over to our own people for comparison, and we'll have the results soon!"
That night, the entire external intelligence network of Dongxing was mobilized almost overnight.
The surrounding logistics companies, real estate companies, and even a few travel agencies were also brought in as a cover.
Everyone appears to be busy with their own work, but in reality, they are all entangled in Shunhai's money transfer system.
The judge sat in his office, checking the transaction records sent back from the bank page by page.
He didn't leave the table for a full four hours.
Just before dawn, they finally found an "abnormal entry" in an account adjustment report. The amount was small, but the timing was extremely precise, exactly three hours after Shunhai's goods were intercepted.
"They transferred the money to a company called 'Yuming Technology' on Hong Kong Island!"
What is the company's background?
"We investigated, and it's a shell company. The legal representative is Wu Yinan, and almost all the funds flowing out of the company's accounts are overseas!"
"Is it related to the Tojoyama branch?"
"Yes, one of Zhongming's short-term funding sources previously went through this company!"
"You mean, this 'Yuming Technology' is the channel through which Shunhai Gang's Dongtiaoshan branch transfers money?"
"That's understandable!"
Xu Lang leaned back on the sofa, his hand resting on the armrest, and remained silent.
After a moment, he stood up, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains. It was just dawn outside, and the streets of Hong Kong Island were sparsely populated with traffic, with only a few trucks occasionally passing by.
"Notify Jianjun to thoroughly investigate the people in this company."
On the surface, they remain still, but secretly, they sneak over one by one!
"it is good!"
As Hong Wentong finished packing his materials and was about to leave, the judge suddenly spoke.
"Should our next step be to purge those triads within Hong Kong Island that are still observing from the sidelines?"
"I've already made arrangements!"
Which one should we start with?
"From the Twin Dragons' Gathering!"
"Li Daya's side has been noticeably contracting recently, probably due to the impact of our actions against Yao Chen some time ago!"
“That’s why he’s even more afraid of dying!” Xu Lang said calmly.
"Let's start by investigating his money laundering scheme!"
"You want to take down their money exchange?"
"It's not about moving, it's about making them pay!"
"In what way?"
"Have Lei Yaoyang's men lead a team to their door during the day, make a copy of the bills we found earlier, and paste it there."
It only said two words: 'We know!'
"They'll be afraid!"
"Just wait until they're scared!"
Meanwhile, in an underground money exchange in Sai Wan, Li Daya was sitting in a chair drinking tea, his eyes filled with anxiety.
Ever since Yaochen collapsed, he has dared not utter a word.
Goods from Causeway Bay are no longer going through his (Wang Haohao) channel, and Shunhai hasn't made payments for several days in a row, making him increasingly anxious.
"Dongxing has been quiet lately, has it turned its attention to other companies?"
"Don't worry, hold on for a few more days, and wait for Matsui to receive another blood transfusion!"
"Are you crazy? Who would dare take Matsui's money these days?"
"Then what do we do?"
"Wait for them to come!"
Just then, a commotion came from outside the door, and a subordinate rushed in in a panic.
"There are... a dozen or so people outside, all from Tung Sing!"
Chapter 616 Shunhai's Accounts Defaced
"Who will lead the way?"
"Lei Yaoyang!"
"What did they say?"
"They didn't say anything, they just stuck a piece of paper on the door!"
Upon hearing this, Li Daya's expression changed instantly.
"What paper?"
"See for yourself!"
He got up and went out. As soon as he reached the entrance of the money exchange, he saw the paper pasted on the iron gate from afar, with only four black characters printed on it.
"we know!"
He stood frozen in place, motionless for a long time, a bead of cold sweat sliding down his temple.
None of his underlings dared to utter a sound, and the atmosphere froze.
At that moment, he finally understood that Tung Sing hadn't used a knife or tried to kill him; they were just standing at the door, watching him break down.
Because this move is even more despair-inducing than a headshot, the 633 is more so.
Li Daya stood at the door, his face pale, without saying a word.
His underlings behind him kept their heads down, not daring to utter a sound.
People came and went on the street, but no one dared to get close enough to look. However, the piece of paper pasted on the door weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a stone.
Those four simple words were enough to conjure up countless consequences in his mind.
He knew this wasn't a warning, it was a notification.
Ten minutes later, Li Daya entered the office and closed the door tightly.
He sat down at the table, didn't move, and smoked one cigarette after another.
There were several bills on the table, which were receipts for funds laundered out by the Shuanglong Society through underground channels some time ago.