After Fan Kula came out of the police station, he took out his phone.
"Boss, he already signed it."
"Hmm, investigate how many assets he has left."
"Boss, according to my investigation, he and his son have less than a million dollars."
"That much?" Risfar was surprised.
Talist had nearly three billion dollars. In just a few days, he was only left with a million dollars. How was that a lot?
If Talist's brain was normal and rational, he wouldn't go bankrupt.
He wouldn't go bankrupt either.
For example, his PLM shares had directly reduced the market price by half.
Another example was the $900 million that his assistant had cheated out of him.
Based on the current supervision of the banks, under normal circumstances, even if the owner of the money was in prison, he wouldn't be able to move the money.
But this was what had happened.
Talist looked like he was possessed by bad luck.
"Think of something else. I promised my brother that I'll make Talist bankrupt. Do you know what that means? It means that I won't have a single cent left. "
"Fine, I'll think of something." Fan Kula was helpless.
…
After a few days, the incident's popularity gradually died down.
However, at that moment, another piece of explosive news appeared.
Talist was suspected of producing and selling drugs.
This news wasn't just for publicity. It also listed a lot of evidence.
Talist had started his business selling drugs. It hadn't stopped all these years.
Moreover, even a witness had come out.
The fire that hadn't completely extinguished was ignited again.
Steven looked at the news. He took out his phone and called Halifa Oliver.
"Oliver, thank you."
"Remember your promise."
"I'll remember," Steven answered honestly.
As expected, Talist once again became the target of criticism in America.
Especially in Los Angeles, there were hundreds of people marching every day.
They wanted the government to sentence Talist to death.
…
Chen Zhao received a call.
"Mr. Chen, I'm Mr. Talist's lawyer."
Chen Zhao was quite surprised. Ever since he crippled a lawyer,
Someone was actually willing to be Talist's lawyer.
"Oh, and then?"
"Mr. Talist is willing to compensate you a million dollars. He hopes you can drop the charges."
"Hehe … Do you think that's possible?"
The lawyer was also having a headache. He hadn't volunteered to be Talist's lawyer.
He was appointed by the court to give it to Talist.
Even if he was God, it was impossible for him to overturn this ironclad case.
It was one thing to lose a lawsuit.
Most importantly, the risk of being Talist was too high.
It seemed that anyone who became Talist's lawyer would be public enemy number one.
Even his wife started shivering when she found out that he had become Talist's lawyer.
The lawyer had never felt so stifled before.
He just wanted to get this lawsuit over with.
No matter what, he just wanted it to end as soon as possible.
Fortunately, Talist had basically given up struggling.
However, Talist didn't want to die.
His current crime could very well land him on the gallows.
There are very, very few people on death row in California each year.
However, the Talist incident this time was too big of a deal.
It seemed that the people were waiting for the judiciary to give them an explanation.
It was very likely that he would get a share of the death penalty this year.
In the United States, the process of a death penalty trial was extremely complicated.
The whole process could take years.
However, Talist really didn't have the courage to gamble.
He knew that he couldn't get out, but he still didn't want to die. He didn't want to hear that he was going to be executed.
So, he just wanted Chen Zhao to drop the charges.
That way, his crime would be lighter.
Perhaps he could avoid the death penalty.
After hanging up, Chen Zhao stood up and stretched.
"Looks like I should go see him."
Chen Zhao went to the detention center. Talist really came to see him.
In just ten days, Talist seemed to have aged 20 years.
In just 10 days, Talist seemed to have aged 20 years.
Of course, Chen Zhao wouldn't care about Talist.
He wasn't here to comfort Talist.
Talist looked at Chen Zhao with a complicated gaze.
He hated Chen Zhao. It was unavoidable.
But he still wanted to beg Chen Zhao.
He seemed to be dreaming that Chen Zhao would let him go because he was pitiful.
"Mr. Talist, look. Do you remember what I told you last time?" With a bright smile, Chen Zhao looked at Talist. "As long as it's a war, it's possible to lose."
"Mr. Chen … You win. You see, I'm not young anymore. I don't want to fight with you anymore. Please … let me go this time. I promise … I will never appear in front of you again."
"Sorry, I can't agree. Why do you think I worked so hard?" Grinning, Chen Zhao looked at Talist. "I spent a lot of effort to make you go bankrupt."
"You?" Talist froze.
He'd never connected Chen Zhao to his shrinking assets.
He knew the whole story. He didn't believe that Chen Zhao had anything to do with it.
"Remember the black wolf that stared at you that day?" Chen Zhao grinned. "It devoured your wealth."
"You … You …"
Talist stood up abruptly. His body started trembling.
Every night, he would have the same dream.
A black wolf was gnawing away at his flesh.
Furthermore, each dream was connected to each other.
Every time he dreamt, he could see the flesh and blood on his body diminishing.
"Hell isn't far from you."
Seeing Talist fall to the ground, the guards hurried over to check and save him.
Chen Zhao stood up and left with a smile.
Just then, his phone rang.
"Hey, Chen, let's go watch a movie tonight."
"What movie?"
"Of course it's Mr. Steven's Sea Patrol. Don't tell me you forgot that today is July 1st, Friday."
"Huh? Steven's movie is playing today? "
"Yeah."
"I'll go buy the tickets now."
After Fali got off work, she went straight to the cinema. The two watched the movie hand in hand.
Chen Zhao wasn't a film critic, but he enjoyed watching it with great interest.
"Chen, do you think it's good?"
However, Chen Zhao was still a bit unhappy that his supporting character died in the arms of Fali's actor.
The plot was far from what he'd expected too. But as Steven's friend, he had to go against his conscience even if it was a bad movie. Plus, he didn't think it was bad.
"Of course it's good. Look at how touching the last scene is. I'm crying."
"What a bad movie. I can't believe Steven would make such a bad movie. I'm so disappointed," an audience member cursed behind Chen Zhao's back.
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