Chapter 17 Sindorah Group

"time to go."

Ze Yu touched the mask on his face, muttered to himself, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, his whole body instantly turned into a ray of lightning, making a loud bang.

Crackling!

Amid the surging electric current, the lightning was like an arrow that pierced the sky, shooting straight into the sky and then disappearing into the horizon.

At sub-light speed, Ze Yu's figure pierced through the air, broke the sound barrier, flashed across the vast ocean, and flew towards the other side of the earth.

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at the same time………

Massachusetts, United States.

As a long-established group with decades of history, Sintra is world-renowned in information technology and is considered the industry leader with an unshakable position.

But today, an accident happened.

3:10 pm Tokyo time, 11:10 pm US time.

At this time, in the chairman's office on the top floor of the Sindora Corporation's headquarters building.

Several American police officers in black uniforms stood in the office, forming a circle and surrounding the chairman of Sindorah Company.

A police officer strode forward, pulled his ID from his pocket, and shouted, "Sir, we are federal police. You are under arrest."

"Who asked you to come?" Chairman Thomas Sindorah said in a low voice with a dark face, "Our group has always been a formal group and has never committed any illegal acts. What do you mean by this?"

Seeing that Thomas Sindorra was still trying to argue, the police could only say, "We suspect Mr. Sindorra is related to a case that happened ten years ago. In that case, Mr. Gabriel Rodney, the chairman of Gabriel Company, Sindorra's biggest competitor at the time, was killed at a banquet in his villa. Mr. Sindorra also attended the banquet at the time, so he is suspected of committing the crime."

"Although Mr. Sindora used the time difference and lies to fabricate false evidence and deceive the police during the investigation, we now have the real evidence."

"Mr. Sindor, please don't resist and surrender!"

Hearing this, Sindora snorted coldly: "If you insist on wrongly accusing a good person, I can't do anything about it, but where is the evidence you mentioned?"

"You are stubborn and refuse to repent." The police shook his head helplessly. "To tell you the truth, your best partner and close friend of many years, Mr. James, who is the second person who knows the truth of the case besides you, has already given away all the evidence of your crime!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in a suit and tie, with white hair and aristocratic temperament, walked out from behind the policeman, stood there, and looked up at Sindora opposite him.

"James, why is it you!"

Seeing his old friend appear, Sindora exclaimed in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

You know, they have known each other for many years and are close friends like brothers!
In Sindora's heart, James is like her own brother. How could he betray her?

However, no matter how much he refused to believe it, the other party's appearance here proved that what the policeman said just now was true.

Thinking of this, Sindora finally panicked.

He has always trusted James. Even though the other party knew what happened that year, Sindora did not take action to deal with him, but kept this time bomb that he trusted deeply.

And now, this time bomb has finally exploded, and its power is even enough to blow itself to pieces!

"Why? Tell me why!" After knowing that the current situation was irreversible, the furious Sindora could no longer control his emotions and roared loudly.

"Sindorah, don't you understand?"

Seeing that Sindora was in a state of intense rage and unable to extricate herself, James looked at her with some complexities and said slowly: "The reason why this old case was dug up is just an excuse to send you to jail. The real mastermind behind the scenes is not me. After all, we have known each other for more than ten years. If possible, I don't want to do this..."

Sindora asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

James said, "Your true identity has been discovered. A big shot wants to target you, and he chose me, who has evidence against you, to report you to the federation... I can't refuse his order because that big shot is someone I can never offend."

Hearing James' words, Sindora's eyes widened in astonishment, and she said in horror: "What did you say? My true identity has already been..."

"That's right." James nodded and said, "Your identity as Jack's descendant is no longer a secret among the top federal officials. It can even be said that everyone knows it. I guess this is also the reason why that big shot wants to take action against you."

"So this is ah………"

After learning the truth from James, Sindora gasped violently, looked horrified, and kept talking to herself.

"What on earth is going on? When was my true identity revealed? I have been keeping this secret so carefully..."

“… That’s right, Hiroki! It must be Sawada Hiroki!”

"Besides me, he is the only one who knows this secret. He must have betrayed me, the bastard!"

"You damn bastard, you actually dared to betray me. I will make you pay the price..."

Sindora, who was in a frenzy, raised his trembling hands and clenched them tightly. His pupils were trembling with horror and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks.

"Mr. Sindor, please stop resisting. You are under arrest."

Several policemen looked at each other, and one of them strode forward, took out silver-white handcuffs, and coldly handcuffed Sindora's hands.

"Damn, I'm not reconciled!"

Sindora wailed in despair, finally facing the reality, feeling unwilling in her heart.

Finally, under the escort of several policemen, he left his company building in a panic, got into a police car, and drove away.

Mr. James, standing on the top floor of the building, looked at the scene below through the glass, remained silent, and finally shook his head helplessly.

"Ah, life..."

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Sintra Corporation, Branch Building No. 2, top floor.

In a room filled with various precision machines, a figure sat in front of a computer desk, his eyes fixed on the three computer screens in front of him, his nimble fingers 'clacking' on the keyboard, making a continuous tapping sound.

This is a boy who is about 1.45 meters tall and looks only about ten years old. He has a delicate and handsome face. He does not have the childishness that a normal child should have. Instead, he reveals a mature temperament.

This boy is Hiroki Sawada, a young genius as mentioned by Chairman Sindora.

(End of this chapter)