Muyang crouched beside his father, holding his hands and looking at the few strands of white hair on his temples. Tears couldn't help but flow down as he thought about how his once tall and robust father now had gray hair.

  At this time, the door was pushed open from outside and two police officers in uniform walked in.

  "Excuse me, are you relatives of Mu Shouli? We're from the Chaoyang Traffic Police Detachment." one of the police officers in his thirties said.

  Li Suyun wiped away her tears and stood up, saying: "Yes, I am his wife, and this is his son."

  "Now that you're here, let's tell you about the traffic accident and ask for your opinions," said the police officer.

  Li Suyun glanced at Murong Yang and then nodded, saying, "You speak."

  "This traffic accident occurred in the parking lot. When Mr. Mu was taking his car, a private car passed by and accidentally hit him. The driver who caused the accident reported to the police himself. We have obtained the video footage from the scene, which confirmed that it was an accidental incident. The other party's speed was a bit fast, and they took full responsibility for it. They are willing to compensate, but I don't know what your opinions are." The police simply stated the facts of the case.

  Muyang furrowed his brow, feeling that something was off. It was still a parking lot, still a passing car, and a traffic accident caused by speeding. There seemed to be some ulterior motive behind it.

  Is it really an accident? Or is someone doing it on purpose.

  The battlefield theory states that a shell hole will never be hit by two shells, so experienced veterans would choose to take cover in the existing craters when avoiding artillery fire. Now with these two car accidents being so similar, what are the chances of it being just a coincidence?

  "What kind of person is he?"

  "He is an employee of a Japanese company in that building."

  "What about Nihon Toki K.K. (Keijo Branch)?" Muyang asked with increasing suspicion.

  "Yes, he is the sales manager of that company, named Hiroshi Kitayama."

  "Last time it was a business manager, this time it's a sales manager. Is this some kind of coincidence?" Murong said in a low, gritted tone.

  The two police officers exchanged a glance, then said: "We also retrieved the file of your father's previous car accident, and it was indeed very similar to this one. However, we don't have any evidence to prove that the other party did it intentionally, so we can only treat it as a general traffic accident."

  "It seems you also have doubts about this aspect. By the way, can we detain people this time? Won't it be like last time, where they just paid their way out?"

  "The injured person has a serious fracture of the thigh bone, which constitutes a serious injury. However, according to the law, if there are no circumstances such as driving after drinking or taking drugs, driving without a license, fleeing the scene... etc., it does not constitute a traffic accident crime. Therefore, we cannot detain him and can only handle it as a civil matter." The police officer explained the composition of traffic accident crimes in detail to Muyang.

  Muyang's fist was clenched with a crackling sound, he really wanted to punch those guys' heads.

  He absolutely did not believe that the other party was unintentional, this was absolutely a conspiracy.

  If I don't avenge this, I'm no son of man.

  Nihon Toki K.K. (Seoul) Branch

  Business Manager, Inoue Kazuhiko.

  Sales Manager, Hirokazu Kitagawa

  Fine, if I can't pry open your mouths and beat you up so badly that even your own wives won't recognize you, then my name isn't Mu Yang.

  Muyang was really angry.

  He felt a surge of anger burning fiercely in his chest.

  The police left. Now that Father is still unconscious, Muyang took charge and decided not to settle the matter for the time being. The Mu family was not short of that little money anyway, they could talk about it after he recovered from his illness.

  Sitting quietly in front of his father's sickbed, accompanying his father and watching his father's steady breathing, Muyang's heart was difficult to calm down, he now had the urge to kill.

  Muyang is no longer the inexperienced student who has never seen the world and experienced things. His temperament has been honed.

  He wept before his wounded father.

  But he made up his mind to dig out the inside story and make the other side pay a hundredfold or even a thousandfold price.

  "Auntie, don't worry, the doctor just came over and said Father is fine, so please don't cry. You're also tired, why not go home and rest first? Morning still needs you to take care of her, I'll be here, I'll hire a special nurse to help take care of Father."

  Before, there wasn't a special feeling, but after these two car accident incidents, Muyang discovered that Li Suyun's character is still not bad, at least she has feelings for her father, which is already very rare, and he doesn't need to be too hard on himself.

  Li Suyun went home first. Muyang found the front desk and hired a special nurse, which was expensive, but Muyang could afford it and thought it necessary.

  Father woke up at night and advised Muyang not to worry. This is his own family member, he himself had something happen, afraid that the children would be worried.

  Things can't be solved in one or two days. First, treat the illness. After a few days, Father's condition improved significantly, and with special care, Muyang had some free time.

  After searching online for information about the Tokyo Branch of Nippon Paint Co., Ltd., I found that this company is not small in scale, ranking third among Japanese paint companies, only after Kansai Paint Co., Ltd. and Nippon Paint Co., Ltd., with an annual output value of 600 million US dollars.

  Nippon Paint is Japan's largest household paint company, listed in Osaka in 1978, claiming to be the world's largest eco-friendly water-based paint manufacturer, with a main concept of safety, health and environmental protection. Mainly used for furniture, interior walls and other places closely related to human life.

  "Ding Ge, I want to buy a high-end pinhole camera and audio recording device. Do you have such things?" Mu Yang asked Ding Hailong, the owner of the military store, over the phone.

  "I won't deal with that thing, brother, you can go take a look at the electronics market." Ding Hailong replied.

  "I went for a walk and didn't feel too good."

  Ding Hailong was silent for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "Brother, I actually know an expert who is skilled at handling this thing. He's absolutely professional, but the price is a bit high."

  "Alright, Brother Ding, as long as it's worth that price, I absolutely won't say another word."

  "That's alright, but don't go and do anything illegal." Ding Hailong reminded him as he was leaving.

  "Don't worry, I absolutely won't get you into trouble."

  "Come over, I'll take you there," said Ding Hailong before hanging up the phone.

  As he walked into an electrical repair shop, Mu Yang was a bit dazed.

  "Don't look anymore, this is my main job, making equipment is just a hobby, but the technology is absolutely top-notch. This guy is a tech enthusiast, especially obsessed with making things that appear in movies and TV shows. Let's go." Ding Hailong said with a smile.

  Through the cluttered outer room, walked into a more cluttered small house, the house is not big, but inside there are all kinds of miscellaneous electrical components, a person with messy hair was sitting there, back to the door, holding a soldering iron and welding something.

  "Old donkey, let me introduce you to a little brother." Ding Hailong shouted at the only person in the house.