The documents were filled with crimes and bloody events that made him shudder involuntarily.
"So that Risnorth..."
Anfrick felt his throat dry. "Turned out to be such a guy."
"Even you didn't expect it, did you?"
Over the phone, Elder Veyron's voice was slightly lamenting.
"Actually, whether he's a good person or not, it has nothing to do with us."
"But he shouldn't have bothered us."
"Since he wants to take our people, then of course we won't be polite."
Take... Your people?!
Suddenly, Anfrick trembled all over.
He recalled the statement that had appeared most frequently in that televised commentary show.
It was precisely that line which made many people suspect that this assassination incident might not be so simple.
'They are indeed the same group that killed Risnorth...'
Suppressing these thoughts, Anfrick continued to flip through the documents.
Until...
Hmm?!
When he read that last paragraph, his body stiffened again.
"Risnorth... He also had an illicit business relationship with some high-level officials...?!!"
Anfrick's throat went completely dry.
He seemed to have learned something truly extraordinary that was beyond his reach!
He didn't even dare to utter that person's name.
The fear on his face gradually turned to numbness and bitterness.
It seemed as if he had been swept into an even more terrifying vortex!
The future now looked utterly bleak...
Anfrick knew very well that this was no longer something a small figure like him could meddle in.
The other party clearly wanted him to expose Chairman Risnorth and his many misdeeds, to completely destroy the image of this outstanding philanthropist in the public eye.
Originally, Anfrick welcomed this development.
After all, by being among the first to expose the truth and righteously change sides, he could gain more supporters and fans.
But now… once the high-level officials were involved, everything changed completely.
He was able to live such a comfortable life now entirely because of the support and rewards from those powerful figures.
The small favors they casually threw to him, the small benefits that slipped through their fingers, were enough for him to live a life of luxury and become extremely wealthy.
Everything he had was given by those powerful figures.
Since they could bestow those things, they could also take them back at any time, including his life.
If a dog bites its master, then that dog has no reason to live anymore.
In such cases, the next step is usually to beat the dog.
Anfrick had been a well-behaved dog, and he truly didn't want to lose those bones.
But given the current situation…
"I think you know what to do."
Over the phone, Elder Veyron's laughter still sounded kind.
But, again, it lacked any warmth.
"I... I know."
Anfrick swallowed hard, his words dry.
"There's a live broadcast tomorrow. I'll speak publicly about my changed views in front of everyone."
After speaking, he glanced around his luxurious villa one last time.
He knew this might be the last night he would ever spend here.
"Very good, you're a smart man."
Elder Veyron smiled happily. "Then I'll wait for your good news tomorrow."
Click.
Elder Veyron didn't ask Anfrick about his specific approach.
That was a matter for him to consider.
If the result wasn't satisfactory... This wise man knew the consequences.
After the call ended, the people around didn't even glance at Anfrick.
The burly man who had bound him casually laid him on the ground and walked away.
Anfrick was left alone, gazing at his magnificently decorated villa.
Anfrick sighed deeply.
He knew very well that after tomorrow's show, he would never be able to return here.
He wouldn't even have the chance to appear in public again.
"But what can I do?"
A deep sense of helplessness flickered in Anfrick's eyes. He was just a small-time figure at the mercy of others.
He couldn't afford to offend either the high-ranking official or the desperate criminals who had just departed.
But it was clear, based on the current situation...
"Even if I reported these criminals to my superiors, they wouldn't take it seriously..."
Anfrick's eyes were complicated. "Or even if they did, it would only be for this one piece of information."
"A small figure like me, they wouldn't pay any attention or concern."
And then, after the truth came to light, he would face the wrath of those desperate criminals.
By then, even dying might not be easy.
Even if reporting them was considered meritorious service…
"Isn't it a dog's duty to guard the master's house?"
Anfrick chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Afterward, they might toss me a few more bones as a reward."
"As for whether the dog would be captured or killed afterward, that wasn't the owner's business."
"After all, they have plenty of dogs. Losing one doesn't matter."
Anfrick saw it all too clearly, especially the nature of those powerful figures.
Even if he seemed to be living a glamorous life, in truth, his life was worth less than nothing to them.
They wouldn't care.
So... faced with the immediate danger of revenge from the desperate criminals and the risk of being noticed by higher-ups later, Anfrick chose to save his life first without hesitation.
He had already completely reached a point of no return.
Thinking of this, his eyes instantly hardened.
He immediately began packing up his belongings inside the house.
After finishing tomorrow's program recording, he estimated he would have to disappear for a while.
In the darkness of the night, under the dim lights of the villa, only his busy, anxious figure moved around.
The next day, in a certain live-broadcast social commentary program in Yorknew City.
It was a show that focused on current affairs and hot social issues, inviting experts to the studio to analyze and discuss the latest events.
Undoubtedly, the hottest and most widely discussed topic right now is the recent murder of Chairman Risnorth.
This incident has been generating significant buzz.
Not only his sudden death, but also the mysterious declaration left by the murderer.
And the question of the succession of his massive consortium, Mom's Help Foundation, is a hot topic among the public.
This is especially true regarding the succession of the consortium.
It is well known that Risnorth lost his only biological son in a previous attack in the Kakin Empire.
The Mom's Help Foundation currently has no heir.
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