Chapter 292 Know Everything

Chapter 292 Know Everything

Chapter 292 Know Everything
An Rusong was not worried that Wilder would not understand what he meant. After all, that guy was not a fool. As for whether the other party would believe his words, An Rusong was not worried either. After all, he had already revealed the other party's method of smuggling drugs. If Wilder still did not believe it, it could only be said that An Rusong's guess was wrong. However, even if that happened, he would still expose the drug smuggling of the US military stationed in South Korea, but whether to use the pop-up function of NGN was another matter.

After saying these words to the American corporal, An Rushong looked him up and down again, then slowly walked around the front of the jeep and walked towards where he had parked his car.

Next to the jeep, the corporal who heard his words changed his expression without hiding it. He looked at An Rusong walking away from him, and he seemed a little at a loss. When An Rusong passed by him, the corporal instinctively raised his hand to stop him, but Luo Minzhi, who was following An Rusong, reacted quickly. Before he could raise his hand, he stepped between him and An Rusong, and at the same time, he looked at him vigilantly with sharp eyes, and the meaning of warning was obvious.

The people who heard An Rusong's words were not only the corporal, but also Han Chengbi who was standing not far behind the car. Compared with the corporal, this guy was undoubtedly more flustered. Although he didn't know whether An Rusong's words were true or false, and didn't know whether the other party really had any solid evidence in his hands, he clearly understood one thing, that is, An Rusong and Lieutenant Colonel Wilder, the highest commander of the Walker Camp, knew each other. Not only did they know each other, but An Rusong obviously didn't take Wilder, a lieutenant colonel of the US Army, too seriously.

An Rusong's words were not very thorough, but the underlying meaning was easy to understand, at least Han Chengbi heard it. This guy was threatening Camp Walker with smuggling drugs through the U.S. military mail system, and his purpose was naturally to force Wilder to deal with him.

Honestly, Han Chengbi didn't know whether such a threat would work on Lieutenant Colonel Wilder, but he knew that if such a threat had any effect on Wilder, he would be doomed, for no other reason than that he knew Wilder too well. That guy was cold-blooded and ruthless, and most importantly, he would not tolerate any threat, even if it was just a possibility.

Seeing An Rusong coming towards him, Han Chengbi stared at him with a pale face. Just as the other party was about to pass by, he took a deep breath and said, "Mr. An, it's just a small conflict. There's no need to make it so serious, right?"

Although he tried his best to stay calm, there was still an unconcealable tremor in his voice when he said this.

An Rushong ignored him and just kept walking forward.

The women behind Han Chengbi didn't dare to say a word. Although they didn't know what was going on, they realized that something was wrong.

"It's all my fault," Han Chengbi said with trembling lips as he watched him pass by. "What can I do to make you stop? Just say something. As long as you can offer me some conditions, I can accept them, whether it's compensation or an apology, it's all fine."

Luo Minzhi followed An Rushong closely. When passing by Han Chengbi, he stopped and stood in front of him - Rubin and the others were still behind, and Luo Minzhi was worried that when they came over, they would be hurt by the insane Han Chengbi.

"Mr. An!" Han Chengbi raised his voice again and said loudly, "Do you really know the lieutenant colonel?"

An Rusong had already walked seven or eight steps away. He slowed down his pace and waited for Ru Bin and the other two to catch up. Sun Manzhu glanced at Han Chengbi, who looked ashen, and whispered, "Are we leaving just like this?"

"Oh," An Rusong misunderstood her meaning, "Are you worried about the things you bought? Don't worry, I'll ask Sulan to bring them over later."

Sun Manzhu opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she bit her lip and swallowed the words back.

"Your threat to the lieutenant colonel may work," Han Chengbi was still making his last effort. He didn't even care about the two American soldiers present. He shouted directly, "But you have to think about whether he will let you go afterward. Believe me, no one will be comfortable with putting their handle in someone else's hands, unless that person is dead."

When he finished shouting this, An Rushong just walked to the side of the Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle. Seeing Luo Minzhi quickly come over and open the car door, he turned around, glanced at Han Chengbi, then smiled slightly, and helped Sun Manzhu get into the car.

Almost at the same time when An Rushong got into the car and Luo Minzhi was about to close the door, Han Sulan also walked in quickly from outside the parking lot. The former greeted her from a distance and motioned for her to take all the things from the other car.

Not to mention, these women were all experienced shoppers. In just half a morning, they bought a lot of things. Han Sulan went back and forth twice before she could carry over a dozen shopping bags of various sizes.

A few minutes later, the Mercedes Benz business car started and drove slowly towards the entrance of the parking lot. Outside the car, the jeep had already driven away, and Han Chengbi, who still hadn't left, didn't try to stop their car. From this point alone, it can be seen that this guy still has some luck, otherwise, he would not have let An Rushong's car leave so easily.

"Where are we going?" Luo Minzhi asked after the car drove out of the parking lot of the police station, looking in the rearview mirror. "Let's go to Dazhidong first," An Rusong said, holding Sun Manzhu's hand.

The latter turned his head in surprise and looked at him with a questioning look in his eyes.

"I'll change the car for you," An Rushong said, smiling at her.

Daechi-dong is located in Gangnam District, where the largest and earliest Mercedes-Benz store in Seoul is located. It has the most complete range of car models and the most thoughtful service. For those who can afford it, the store even provides comprehensive personalized customization services.

For An Rushong today, changing a car is not much different from changing a set of clothes or a pair of shoes. So, when the naughty kid scratched his car, he just felt angry and upset, not feeling sorry for the car.

Of course, even in Sun Manzhu's eyes today, changing a car is not a big deal, so she did not reject An Rushong's kindness. She just nodded and said nothing more.

When the car arrived at Dazhidong, An Rusong took a few women to choose a car. The final decision was made by Sun Manzhu. She still chose a seven-seater Mercedes-Benz business car, but changed it to a blue one. While choosing a car, An Rusong also promised his sister Rubin a car, but she had to wait until she got into college and got a driver's license.

After choosing the car, it was already past two in the afternoon. The group had not eaten lunch, so at An Rusong's suggestion, they went to a pizza restaurant to fill their stomachs. While eating pizza, An Rusong received three calls from unfamiliar numbers. Although he did not answer any of them, he could conclude that these three calls were definitely from Wilder or someone related to him.

Of course, An Rusong knew very well that it was very dangerous to threaten Wilder and his people by exposing the drug trafficking. After all, drug dealers were desperate criminals, not to mention Wilder and his people who enjoyed judicial immunity in South Korea. It was for this reason that when he threatened the other party, he fabricated a "false" whistleblower, so as to divert Wilder's attention to this "whistleblower".

Would Wilder believe the existence of this "whistleblower"? Haha, when An Rusong mentioned the clue of "military email", Wilder had to believe the authenticity of this "whistleblower". Otherwise, how could An Rusong know such inside information? Therefore, as long as the identity of this "whistleblower" is not exposed, or in other words, Wilder cannot confirm the identity of the "whistleblower", he will not blame An Rusong for the murder, after all, it will not have any effect.

This is just like the way Boeing dealt with their "whistleblower" in An Rushong's previous life. The "whistleblower" was the whistleblower, and An Rushong was at best the media that interviewed the whistleblower. Boeing did not get rid of the whistleblower, but got rid of the boss of the media. What effect can this stupid strategy have other than bringing more trouble to Boeing?
Therefore, the only choice Wilder could make was to do his best to win over An Rushong and find out the identity of the "whistleblower" as much as possible.

After a quick lunch, An Rushong sent Sun Manzhu and the others home first. At the downstairs of the Songquandong mansion, he watched Rubin, the last one to walk into the building. Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the text message on it.

The text message was received during dinner, and the sender was Commissioner Jenny. Her text message only had one sentence: "Call me back as soon as possible."

Reaching out and patting the driver's seat pillow, signaling Luo Minzhi to drive, An Rushong called Jenny.

The busy tone on the phone only rang twice before the person on the other end answered. An Rusong put the phone to his ear and heard Jenny's slightly mocking voice: "You are playing with fire, my President An."

An Rushong didn't say anything. He transferred the phone to his other hand, then crossed his legs and listened to the other party continue talking.

"Those soldiers are thugs, bastards, and murderers," Jenny continued. "They can do anything they want. Why would you mess with them?"

As expected, these intelligence guys know everything, An Rushong thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)