Super Zoo-Chapter 692 - 682: The High-Buying Successor of Tianjin Wei

The most crucial point in the Si Huan car accident is the suspect driver!

Suming was very confident at the time, precisely because of this. If the driver could wake up, it would naturally prove that it was an accident, which had nothing to do with Suming.

Since the driver didn't die at the scene and was sent to the hospital, with the current medical conditions, the chances of survival were quite high.

But who could have expected this guy to survive the surgery, only to die in the ward after lying in a coma for several days?!

The situation suddenly became very complicated.

Nobody could prove Suming committed a crime, but nobody could prove his innocence either.

In the legal system of the East, suspicion entails guilt, and one must prove one's innocence…

All departments have case-solving targets…

In major and important cases, there's a consistent tradition that they must be solved!

This put Suming completely on the defensive, and if no strong new evidence could be found, he would face serious trouble.

Previously, the focus of the news circles and the business and political spheres was, ultimately, whether Suming could smoothly get out of the police custody or if he would be convicted and for how long.

If he was ultimately found guilty, the previously so-called 'omnipotent influence' rumors would transform from a protective charm in public opinion to a series of deadly kicks when one is down.

"This is a goddamn disaster from the sky! Su, did you bring bad luck on yourself this year? You actually jinxed it and cursed that damned couple to death," Wang Hao was so angry his nose was crooked. Everything was fine until He and Su were taken away from the hotel to the police station. He got out, but Suming didn't. Not only did he not get out, but it was also uncertain whether he could be released in the future.

The conditions in the detention center were actually not bad, and Su Ming didn't know if it was thanks to Zhang Si Ming. In the 'cell' where they placed Su Ming, there were eight beds, and besides him, there was only one other prisoner: a habitual thief.

Most petty thieves are sly and opportunistic. Seeing Suming wearing brand-name clothes and people coming by now and then with cigarettes and tea, they knew he was not someone to mess with, at least not someone they could afford to mess with.

And when they heard about the case Suming was involved in: hiring a hitman to run someone over in the street, they were even more speechless. He wasn't only someone they couldn't afford to mess with, but someone they actually wanted to suck up to. If they could get on good terms with this boss, it would mean they had made it big.

So after living together for two days, the habitual thief, Yan, started to treat Suming with respect, as if he were the boss.

"Hey, Wang, what you're saying... Who has eyes in the back of their head? Who could have predicted those two would actually get hit and killed?" Yan was very eager in lighting cigarettes for Wang Hao, Suming, and Yang Tao, who had come to visit.

Being able to directly enter the cell to visit someone, Yan believed even more that Mr. Su in front of him was no ordinary person.

As for someone being 'unlucky and cursing people to death,' Yan didn't believe in those things. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? You finish a sentence, and the other people just happen to die? Do you really think you're some kind of sorcerer, a curse prince?

But since they didn't want to make it clear in front of him, Yan didn't dare to speak plainly and could only go along with what they were saying.

"Su, don't worry, this incident started because of me and will absolutely not implicate you," said Yang Tao with a solemn face.

"Don't even start!"

Wang Hao and Suming said simultaneously, each giving him the middle finger.

"Don't think about that nonsense; don't act like a woman. We haven't fallen to the point where I need you to take the fall for me. Besides, I didn't do it," Suming and Wang Hao both understood too well what Yang Tao was thinking. He must be considering that if in the end, they couldn't find out the truth, he would confess to the crime, admitting he was the one who arranged for someone to run over those two people.

He had feuds with those two and had a clear motive to commit the crime, and being a local, he had the opportunity to do it. If Yang Tao confessed, it would be more convincing than Suming being the culprit, and Suming would definitely be safe.

Yang Tao shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, to be honest. I was actually thinking of doing it myself. If it wasn't for needing to take care of my dad, maybe before you guys came, I would have driven the car myself. The man who did it wasn't under my orders, but he helped me fulfill a wish."

"It's okay, I'm not dying, so why the fuss?" Suming glared at Yang Tao, "We're all alive and well, and there's still plenty I can do. It's not as difficult as you guys think."

Suming had his own plans. Suspicion of guilt is not the same as being framed; after all, a complete chain of evidence is still required. Especially for someone like him, a well-known entrepreneur with an international reputation, embroiled in such a major case, concrete evidence is a must to make it an ironclad case.

It's just a matter of stalling for time and looking for evidence that could support him. Even if none is found, they couldn't detain him indefinitely. Chances are he'd be released due to insufficient evidence, which might indeed tarnish his reputation.

"Although the driver responsible for the accident is dead, his family must still be around. I've already sent Mr. Zhang to the driver's home—there might be some leads there," Suming patted Yang Tao's shoulder. "Right now, your main task is to take care of your dad. Don't worry about anything else. Wang Hao and I have been through a lot together; a pitfall like this won't take us down."

With Zhou Jing and Chen Yuan gone, the issues concerning Yang Tao's family actually became simpler.

The property that had been transferred before would certainly end up being for nothing, dead without proof, and Yang Lin's estate and company didn't need to be divided, belonging solely to Yang Lin.

There was also an unexpected twist. Since Zhou Jing and Yang Lin hadn't divorced yet, the shop in a bustling area and a condominium bought by Yang Lin for Zhou Jing with his own money became part of the inheritance. Zhou Jing's parents had passed away early, and these two properties, worth over six million, went back to the Yang Family...

As the world turns, some things are just meant to be. Back in the day, Zhou Jing, afraid that Yang Lin was just toying with her, insisted that he buy these two properties in her name before marrying her—to have a fallback plan;

Now, as Zhou Jing was about to abandon Yang Lin, these two properties returned to Yang Lin's hands.

As the conversation went on, it turned to Yan. Wang Hao, with a snort, asked with a slant in his eyes, "Yan, you're capable enough, so why get into this line of work? I heard you've been inside three times already."

"Hey, I just didn't learn well when I was young and followed the wrong crowd," Yan chuckled, "If I could have hung out with Boss Su, Brother Wang, and Brother Yang, I wouldn't have ended up walking this path."

Suming understood what he meant and didn't take the bait, just laughed and said, "I heard that your family is quite established, a renowned high-buyer in Tianjin Wei before the liberation, with extraordinary skills."

This guy wanted to hang out with him, but no matter how short-staffed his company was, they wouldn't be hiring a thief, especially not a habitual one.

A 'high-buyer' is just a euphemism for a thief.

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While ordinary people have to pay when they buy something, thieves 'buy' without spending a dime; hence, the underworld bestowed a sophisticated title on skilled thieves: high-buyer—meaning their method of 'buying' things is very 'clever'.

Speaking of family history, Yan smiled slyly, "Brother, that's no boast. Before the liberation, there were three great high-buyers in Tianjin, and my great-grandfather was ranked first! You know about Gu Long, right?"

Everyone present had grown up reading Gu Long and Jin Yong, and they all laughed at the mention of Gu Long, "Of course, we know him."

"You know about Chu Liuxiang, the Bandit Chief, right? The number one thief in the world. I'm not bragging, but my grandfather said that many of the stories Gu Long wrote about the Bandit Chief were based on my great-grandfather's adventures!" Yan boasted proudly.

"Bullshit, that was ancient times, and your great-grandfather was from the Republic of China period. How can that be the same?" Wang Hao laughed.

"Hey, I knew you wouldn't believe it. Heh, to tell you the truth, I also think my grandfather was just talking nonsense, boasting..." Yan grinned, showing a row of gleaming white teeth, "But my skills are quite good. I dare not claim to have inherited tenfold from my great-grandfather, but seventy to eighty percent—I do have. When I get out, if you big brothers need any help, as long as it's not Zhongnanhai, even if it's a bank vault, I could figure something out."

"Blow, you just keep blowing!" Wang Hao laughed, "If you could rob a bank vault, you wouldn't have been caught and brought here, let alone sent inside three times, eating beef noodles on the curb for ten yuan a bowl every day."

"Ah, it was all for a woman," Yan sighed, wistfully saying, "The ancients were right. No matter how great the hero, can't get past a saucy dame!"

Suming: "..."

Wang Hao, Yang Tao: "..."

Chatting with Yan to shoot the breeze and kill time was quite enjoyable; the guy was from Tianjin, with a humorous and sharp tongue, and full of playful insults. He was more entertaining than listening to two parrots do a comic dialogue. Time flew by as they talked.

The next morning, Zhang Si Ming rushed to the detention center.

"Mr. Su, we have a new discovery!"