freenovelworld Chapter 1188 Lost, lost, lost the handkerchief, where did the gold go?
Chapter 1188 Lost, lost, lost the handkerchief, where did the gold go?
Long Sihai looked at the IOUs in his hand and laughed heartily. Just the four IOUs alone had assets worth 20 million US dollars. Judging by his estimation, there were at least 40 other wealthy people left. Conservatively speaking, these IOUs alone could be worth more than five tons of gold.
At this moment, Robert, Strauss, and others walked in, followed by two men in suits and white gloves, one of whom was carrying a tray with a camphor wood box on it.
Robert's face was grim. It was not appropriate for the Governor of Hong Kong to show his face in this kind of situation, and he would have to do all the shameful things himself. For him as a knight, to be threatened and have to bow down was an utter disgrace.
Despite being so angry he was about to have a brain hemorrhage, Robert maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, placing his right hand on his chest and giving Fujiwara Shizuka a slight bow.
“Ms. Fujiwara, I think you know that although we, as the government and the Parliamentary Secretary, can put pressure on HSBC, we cannot order HSBC to do so. This is Peter Wang, the Chief Financial Officer of HSBC. He has brought the contents of the safe deposit box, but he needs you to provide the password before he can hand it over to you.”
The British are similar to the Germans in their approach to things; they are methodical and meticulous. Although HSBC bowed to the Hong Kong government, it didn't mean they had no temper.
King Peter stepped forward and said arrogantly.
“Ms. Fujiwara Shizuka, your Fujiwara family is the first to dare to use the government to put pressure on our bank. We have already reported this to the president of Global Bank. The president’s exact words were, ‘Thank you for the great gift from the Fujiwara family. We believe that in the near future, we will also prepare a great gift to repay the Fujiwara family.’”
Only now did Shizuka Fujiwara understand why her father had bowed to the American government, even at the cost of sacrificing her, the family heir. This was the consequence—a consequence the Fujiwara family absolutely could not afford.
Don't underestimate HSBC. It's one of the banks that issue banknotes, so you can imagine how huge it is. The Fujiwara family probably can't afford the so-called grand gift it's offering.
But Fujiwara Shizuka is now like an arrow on a bowstring, she has no choice but to go. Since she has embarked on this path, she has to continue even if it means going against the whole world.
Fujiwara Shizuka gave a cold laugh and said softly.
"Baka yarou, I hate being threatened the most. In that case, I'll give you two small gifts first."
Long Sihai picked out a piece of explosives from his chest, ran to the casino entrance, and lit it. With a whoosh, a flash of light shot out of the Peninsula Hotel window and exploded in mid-air.
In the darkness, this firework stood out exceptionally brightly.
Fujiwara Shizuka remained calm as she looked at Robert and the others.
"Two samples of the virus have already been distributed. I don't know where they were distributed, but I think the Department of Health staff must be on standby. They can go to the water source to check now. Hopefully, they can make it in time."
Strauss turned and ran out of the casino. Facing this madman, he dared not gamble. He had a feeling that what Fujiwara Shizuka said must be true.
Shizuka Fujiwara tapped Peter King with the tip of her knife.
"Don't threaten me again, or you'll be a sinner against Hong Kong. But I'll give you some face. The safe's combination is... Now you can hand over the safe, right?"
Peter's face turned ashen. He could tell that the man in front of him was a madman. He waved his hand, and the man behind him carrying the sandalwood box walked towards Fujiwara Shizuka.
Da Bao suddenly stood up and pushed the box. The person holding the box stopped and looked at Da Bao in confusion.
Daibao turned around and said to Fujiwara Shizuka.
"You woman are really sick. Are you still going to gamble or not? If not, let's go home and sleep."
Fujiwara Shizuka had no temper with Daibao at all, and she quickly smiled and said.
"Qin Sang, calm down. Give me five minutes. Once I'm done, we'll gamble right away."
Da Bao pouted, muttered a couple of curses, and turned back to sit down.
Fujiwara Shizuka had the man place the box on the gambling table. Dangerous tasks were naturally left to her subordinates. Long Sihai ran over and examined the sandalwood box from all angles.
This box is clearly made by the Manchu imperial family. It is carved with dragons and embroidered with phoenixes, and its workmanship is extremely exquisite. This box alone is priceless.
The box was locked with a brass lock, and the key was lying next to it. Long Sihai examined the lock for a long time, but couldn't find any mechanism.
He steeled his resolve; since he already disregarded life and death, he might as well go for it. Long Sihai inserted the key into the brass lock. The wealthy men had already hidden under the stools; now the stools had become their talismans.
The gambling hall was completely silent, save for the click of a key in a brass lock. Long Sihai couldn't help but swallow hard. He'd heard that this box had been left behind by Mao Rengui, the top Taiwanese spy chief.
That bastard's eyes are all empty shells, filled with nothing but schemes and tricks. Long Sihai absolutely refused to believe that Mao Rengui hadn't set a trap in this box, but when he gritted his teeth and opened it, nothing happened.
Long Sihai breathed a sigh of relief, opened the box completely, peeked inside, and was immediately stunned.
Fujiwara Shizuka, holding the long sword upside down, strode over and was stunned when she saw the box. It was completely empty, without a speck of dust.
Fujiwara Shizuka nearly ground her teeth to powder. Impossible! How could there be nothing in the box? Mao Rengui came all the way to Hong Kong just to store an empty box? Absolutely not.
Fujiwara Shizuka turned sharply to look at Peter King. The only explanation now was that HSBC had embezzled funds from its own staff, opening the safe deposit box beforehand and taking the contents.
Fujiwara Shizuka flicked her long sword, and the cold blade pressed against Peter King's neck. Peter King was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost lost his balance. Fortunately, his subordinates next to him steadied him.
Fujiwara Shizuka's voice was a little hoarse; she must be feeling hot-tempered. So, after sleeping with someone for over ten days, this was the result? Fujiwara Shizuka shook her head violently and said to Peter King through gritted teeth.
"You idiots! How dare you HSBC steal from your own bank? Now you either hand over the five tons of gold or the treasure map inside, or you'll regret it!"
Despite his fear, Peter King continued to defend himself out of professional ethics.
“Ms. Fujiwara, HSBC has always been a bank that values its reputation. Let alone your five tons of gold, even fifty tons wouldn't be a threat to our bank!”