Although the reason was unclear for the moment, Jiang Siyu still had to be protected. Since Zhan Mohan had not let her die back then, he had to protect her life this time as well.
"Since you don't know anything, I won't press you further. Take care of your injuries. I've arranged for people to protect you here, and it's very safe. Don't worry."
After giving his final instructions, Zhan Mohan left with Wei Yumeng.
Watching their retreating figures, although Jiang Siyu still felt they were not a good match, she no longer had such a strong desire to interfere.
As for who had released her and who wanted to use her for what purpose, she didn't care much.
Having tasted the feeling of losing freedom, every day outside felt as precious as stolen time. She had no time to scheme, only wishing to stay outside a little longer.
It was very late when Zhan Mohan and Wei Yumeng returned home. Old Master Zhan had been sleeping early due to his poor health recently, thus avoiding discovering his injuries.
Early the next morning, Wei Yumeng helped him change his dressing. After getting dressed and going downstairs, before breakfast even began, Cen Yuan walked in with two uniformed individuals.
Zhan Mohan guessed they were there about yesterday's incident. Indeed, as soon as the visitors entered, they presented their credentials and immediately began questioning him.
"Mr. Zhan, we received a report stating that you are involved in yesterday's shooting incident. Please cooperate with the investigation and accompany us back."
Old Master Zhan, unaware of yesterday's events, looked displeased upon hearing this. "What's going on? What happened yesterday?"
Zhan Mohan initially didn't want to say anything, but the officer in front of him was unwilling to cooperate.
"Mr. Zhan Sr., a severe shooting incident occurred yesterday afternoon in a sub-district of this city. Eyewitnesses claim Mr. Zhan was seen nearby yesterday. Upon verification, Mr. Zhan was indeed not at the company yesterday afternoon. We need him to return for questioning, or someone must provide an alibi."
The words sounded plausible, and on the surface, there was nothing wrong with them. However, it was suspicious how there could be eyewitnesses in such a demolition area. This was clearly a fabricated story to facilitate taking him away, with no concrete evidence.
Therefore, he had to go with them. Zhan Mohan understood this and didn't waste any more words.
"Yumeng, take good care of Grandpa at home. I'll be back soon."
No one spoke, allowing him to walk out of the house.
But they all knew in their hearts that once he left, returning might be difficult.
Originally, given the Zhan family's influence, even administrative personnel would show them some respect. Yet, someone dared to openly arrest someone from the Zhan family and actively conceal the news of Jiang Siyu's escape. It was not hard to infer that Zhan Mohan's previous suspicions were correct. Their opponents were likely familiar with their lives, or had been observing them for a long time, waiting for an opportunity.
Barking dogs don't bite. This time, they had truly encountered a formidable opponent, and a very troublesome one at that.
Zhan Yichen watched Zhan Mohan being taken away, and since he himself was not even mentioned, he knew the target was never him.
But now, he had to shoulder these responsibilities. He couldn't let Zhan Mohan spend the night in jail.
However, many unexpected things were yet to come. As Zhan Yichen followed them out, he saw quite a number of reporters gathered at the entrance of the Zhan residence.
This was clearly a deliberate arrangement. Otherwise, how would these reporters know to come at this time to encounter such a once-in-a-century news event?
Facing the flashing cameras, Zhan Mohan seemed to understand the opponent's intentions and shook his head at Zhan Yichen. He was confident that he would return safely even if he did nothing.
Because just a moment ago, the opponent's objective had already been achieved.
As Zhan Mohan got into the car and drove away, the reporters, who usually wouldn't let go of anyone they could speak to and would shove microphones into their mouths, did not pester Zhan Yichen this time. Instead, they left with the photos they had taken, seemingly satisfied.
Not long after, around the time most companies began their work, the news of Zhan Mohan's early departure instantly became a headline.
Because the photos were taken at the entrance of the Zhan residence, they held great authenticity and kept the news's popularity high, while the Zhan Corporation's stock price plummeted.
Zhan Yichen was at home, and Fang Xun's voice came through the phone. He had been monitoring the Zhan Corporation's stock, and the situation was unyielding, with continuous decline.
"Young Master Zhan, this won't do. This is causing too much loss to the company."
For a company like the Zhan Corporation, even a moment's pause involved millions of funds in circulation. Fang Xun, staring at the falling stock prices on the computer, felt his funds slipping away like quicksand and was pulling at his hair in distress.
"Young Master Zhan, please think of a solution. At the very least, can you get President Zhan out?"
However, Zhan Yichen had no such intention. "Big Brother said not to act rashly. Based on my analysis, this is just the opponent's strategy. What they want is to ruin Big Brother's reputation. As for Big Brother's situation inside, you don't need to worry. They can't do much to him."
Despite this, Fang Xun might not be worried about Zhan Mohan, but he had to worry about the Zhan Corporation. After all, this was his livelihood, and he couldn't just watch it be ruined.
Compared to Fang Xun's anxiety, Zhan Yichen appeared much calmer. He understood the opponent's intentions and knew how to counter them.
"Don't rush. While the stock price is plummeting, sell 2% of Big Brother's shares. Once the fat fish exits, the hungry wolves will quickly pounce."
He had made his intentions clear enough. Having followed Zhan Mohan for so long, Fang Xun naturally understood Zhan Mohan's style of operation.
This opponent was indeed skilled. Zhan Mohan's current mindset was that he couldn't catch the wolf without sacrificing the child.
He followed Zhan Yichen's instructions, and the shares he sold were quickly acquired.
Recording the opponent's account, he began his investigation.
As for Zhan Mohan, it was as he expected. Upon arrival, no one dared to trouble him. Besides drinking tea and reading newspapers in the interrogation room, he was the most leisurely suspect.
After about half a morning, the head official here came in with a deferential demeanor.
"President Zhan, we are truly sorry. We made a mistake. We investigated and found that you were the victim. You encountered danger there, and it was our oversight that we couldn't guarantee security. We apologize for inconveniencing you."
Zhan Mohan looked at his exaggerated performance without exposing him, merely flicking away imaginary dust from his clothes. "Can I leave now?"
"Yes, yes, of course. I'll escort you out personally."