Chapter 502 - He is Fog

"Move in!"

At Qiu Yuanjie's command, the undercover officers positioned outside the hall rushed in. There was even a detachment of fully-armed special forces participating in this operation with the Chief of Bureau, Tian Zhenxing, overseeing the entire process personally.

It was a joint operation by several government departments, including the bureau of public security and trade and commerce bureau. The MLM agents who were busy collecting the payments did not even have any time to react before they were all arrested within seconds, and all they heard the next moment was the clang of cold steel as they were restrained with handcuffs.

A smile of satisfaction formed on Qiu Yuanjie's face as, one by one, the key personnel in the MLM companies were arrested.

However, something didn't seem right, and thoughts started to form in Xiao Luo's mind for Guan Tong's performance was simply too perfect. Although he was an undercover officer, he was also a core member of the MLM company. Therefore, his role as a lecturer was indispensable to the proliferation of MLM activities. On top of that, he had quit school eight years ago to involve himself directly in the war against MLM.

One could say that it was legendary but also highly questionable at the same time. Eight years were undoubtedly more than enough for anyone to learn about an industry thoroughly. What if Guan Tong was involved in MLM activities under the guise of an undercover police officer?

A sinister thought occurred to Xiao Luo—could he be the mastermind behind the scene known as the "Fog?"

Xiao Luo was deeply troubled by his suspicion of Guan Tong being the Fog, but the facts were all there. He was always in contact with MLM personnel, and the police would never be suspect him even if he was plotting against them. With his undercover identity, he also had access to police plans, and that would undoubtedly give him an advantage when he needed to plan his MLM activities.

Suddenly, there was news of another shocking development—four hundred million that had been collected from the three thousand investors had already been transferred to an overseas account! The police tried to track the transfer of funds, but after a few rounds of laundering the money, they lost the money trail. The chances of tracking them down and retrieving the funds were bleak.

"What?"

Qiu Yuanjie was shocked, and the smile on his face vanished in a flash. A large sum of funds, some four hundred million, had just been swiped under his watch, and that was unacceptable.

Xiao Luo suddenly stood up and roared, "Where's the informant?"

"To ensure his safety, I assigned someone to escort him when he left," Qiu Yuanjie answered.

"He should be equipped with recording equipment and detectaphone as your informant, right? Where's the tape of him after the lecture ended, and when he went backstage?" Xiao Luo asked.

"In the car outside," a police officer beside Qiu Yuanjie said.

Xiao Luo immediately started to head outside. "Show me now!"

Several of the three thousand victims went into hysteria and started crying and screaming when they realized their investments had been transferred to an unknown place.

The police were handling them, and Xiao Luo avoided talking to them. He was only interested in getting the Fog, and this MLM event finally gave him a lead on who the Fog was—his old pal, Guan Tong, was the prime suspect.

It did not take long for them to reach the minivan, where the police had their surveillance equipment.

The video footage of Guan Tong returning backstage was crystal clear. His footsteps were audible, and Guan tong seemed to have entered a location that looked like a financial office of some kind.

Then, he started talking, and he appeared to be giving a brief to the people there.

"All of you sit up straight! You can't face our customers with such a lousy attitude!"

"Why did you guys throw your belongings around? Do you know that every action and detail of how you act and conduct yourselves reflect on our company?"

"I want all of you to go and clean up your surrounding and then splash your faces with cold water in the washroom. You must keep your heads clear and spirits high at all times—these are the keys to success."

The severe pep-talk resulted in a dozen of the MLM personnel cleaning up all the rubbish in the bins and washing their faces with cold water without any objection. They then took out the POS machine and started to organize all the signed bills while Guan Tong supervised them calmly, as they began transferring the money through their computers. Of particular to Xiao Luo, he noted that the MLM personnel who returned all addressed him respectfully as Mr. Guan.

Xiao Luo was very concerned as Guan Tong acted more like an MLM company's mastermind than an undercover police officer!

He turned around and asked the policeman beside him, "Don't you think there's something wrong here?"

The police shook his head, "That's nothing wrong. The informant was merely doing this to keep his cover. It's just a show."

"A show?"

Xiao Luo smiled mirthlessly and said, "Yes, he had certainly put a show—and just made four hundred million vanish!"

Huh…?

His words seemed to have removed the clutter in their minds, and they gasped in horror. The policemen suddenly looked horrified as they looked at each other.

Qiu Yuanjie rushed over urgently, and he looked worried. "Mr. Xiao, did you find out anything?" he asked.

Xiao Luo could not be bothered to respond to him and grabbed him by his collar. "Where is Guan Tong's location now?" he scowled.

Qiu Yuanjie was shocked and said, "Mr. Xiao, you…what happened?"

"That's none of your business! Just tell me, where is he now?" Xiao Luo bellowed.

"He is on his way to Wild Wolf Mountain," Qiu Yuanjie replied.

"Wild Wolf Mountain? Why is he going to Wild Wolf Mountain?"

"I… I don't know; he said he was going for a ride."

"What car did he take? What's the car plate?"

"It's a black Volkswagon, and the car plate is Shanghai N0926."

After getting that information, Xiao Luo jumped into his Trumpchi and sped towards Wild Wolf Mountain.

Guan Tong was undoubtedly the prime suspect now, but there were still gaps in the overall picture that could not be explained.

"Are you truly the Fog?"

Xiao Luo couldn't believe that Guan Tong had deceived him so easily. Had he not witnessed Guan Tong's brainwashing ability today and his familiarity with moving large sums of money, he would never have suspected Guan Tong.

Was that guy hiding so much?

Xiao Luo frowned as the black Trumpchi overtook yet another car as he rushed toward Wild Wolf Mountain.

The forest around Wild Wolf Mountain was lush and dense, and there was only one meandering road that ran through it. One side of the road was the sheer cliff, while the other the rock face of the mountain wall. This road had terrified countless drivers and prevented them from using Wild Wolf Mountain.

THUD!

As Xiao Luo drove the Trumpchi and climbed the peak through the meandering road, a human-shaped object dropped in front of him. Indeed, it was human, and it fell from the elevated road about a dozen meters above him and landed right on the road ahead.

Xiao Luo slammed on the emergency brakes and had a good look. It was a man, moaning and badly injured.

He was in a smart suit, and he had a large body with an almost non-existent neck…

He opened the car door and ran toward the man, kneeling to help him up and was shocked. "Guan Tong?" he cried.

"Xiao Luo, you jerk, how…how could it be you…?"

Blood was oozing out from Guan Tong's mouth and nose, his limbs were broken—especially his right leg, as his bone had snapped and protruded through skin and flesh. It was a terrifying sight, and a pool of blood had soaked the ground around him.

"Why did you fall from above?" Xiao Luo asked.

"… someone pushed me…cough, cough…you jerk, I am actually an undercover cop. I started eight years ago and have been involved in anti-MLM operations ever since…" Guan Tong spoke as he coughed out mouthfuls of blood.

Xiao Luo's head went blank—how could this be? How could he have misjudged the situation? Was Guan Tong not the Fog?

He soon regained composure and said, "Stop talking. I am sending you to the hospital!"

"No, my friend…it's fine, I fell from such a great height, not even Jesus can save me now…" Guan Tong smiled, showing his blood-stained teeth.