The Victory Party

The reconstruction of the old city was supposed to be a great thing, and an important guideline for the country to build a beautiful society.

However, such a huge project involved all aspects and too many relevant people and organizations, with astronomical numbers of interests at stake. Therefore, it was understandable that many shady things were born, which was reasonable.

There were many problems with the reconstruction of the slums in the Yunhu Old City, while everything else was fine.

For example, there were issues like demolition, compensation, construction, land and funds, and so on, every one of which required a lot of effort.

However, some people who cared only about profits would do a lot of shady things that could not stand the light of day. Some even disregard people's lives and did extremely bad things during this process.

Among them, the most blatant and unscrupulous one was the Yun Dong Real Estate Group. They undertook many projects. Demolition was also their task. If they encountered people who did not cooperate,

they would either intimidate and coerce, or directly get tough. This was not the first time, they had caused uncountable deaths in the past few decades, and some corpses could not even be found.

Common people were simple. They often did not know the truth, so they could not unite. For example, a few months ago, two families wanted to get an explanation because the compensation was too low.

As a result, they were targeted by Yun Dong Real Estate Group. At first, only gangsters were sent to cause trouble and pressure. Later, patience ran out, and machinery was directly used for forced demolition, burying a whole family alive.

As for the other family, when they were about to go to the police before they could get out of the slum area, they were blocked by a group of people and then disappeared from the human world ever since.

This was just a glimpse into the huge old city reconstruction, not even close to the most evil things. The crimes involved were impossible to list in detail, but Su Mo was going to go on a crazy killing spree in this shadow.

On Sunday, Wang Fatty still did not plan to go out. He just needed to wait, wait to get the reward, and wait for Yunhu police to catch the murderer.

Su Mo found some random excuse and left the hotel early in the morning. He was going to do something meaningful.

Today, the Yundong Group would hold a grand celebration banquet at the group headquarters. Not only would all the top management of the group be present, but many government leaders would also attend.

The celebration banquet started at noon and would last until the evening. There would be other activities after the dinner banquet as well, but these were standard operations and would not be described here one by one.

As an ordinary civil servant of the National Land Bureau, Hu Xiaolan was required by her leader to help out today against her own wish. She had no choice since this was a political mission.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, inside the Yundong Group's venue, Hu Xiaolan said to Li Danting with an apologetic face: "Danting, I'm really sorry. I promised to take you to tour Yunhu Lake today. But my leader asked me to come, so I couldn't refuse!"

Li Danting smiled indifferently, "It doesn't matter. Don't worry about it, Xiaolan. Here is also pretty fun. There will be so many shows tonight, and even celebrities. We can eat and drink for free. I quite like it. Haha."

"Hahaha, that's true. Then go take a walk by yourself first. I have to work first. I'll come to accompany you when I have time later."

"Go ahead, I'll walk around by myself. The Yundong Group headquarters is so big!" Li Danting laughed.

Then Hu Xiaolan ran away, while Li Danting found a quiet place to sit down and started watching short videos and killing time on her phone.

Su Mo arrived at the Yundong Group headquarters around 6 p.m. He knew this was one of the sheep pens that needed to be judged. And there was an event here today, which was the best opportunity for him to sneak in.

After walking into the venue with the crowd, he began to observe the surrounding environment. As a qualified criminal, constantly observing the surrounding environment was a basic quality. This was quite reasonable, wasn't it?

It had to be said that huge corporate groups were on a different level. The place was decorated luxuriously everywhere, with well-dressed gentlemen and ladies everywhere, and, uh, long legs, slim waists, and big breasts everywhere.

Of course Su Mo was not very interested in these. He just took a casual look and then observed other things.

Soon, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, because he saw Li Danting sitting in the corner, staring blankly at her phone, not knowing what she was thinking.

He moved a little closer and avoided Li Danting's line of sight. Su Mo continued to look for his target.

It was almost 8 pm. The banquet began and everyone began to find their own seats. For banquets of this level, seats generally had names on them, not all of them though.

Most people came just to eat and drink for free, but some came with a purpose. These people were usually arranged with seats that had their names on them.

The already chaotic banquet hall became even more chaotic. People chatted with gestures and various expressions.

Hu Xiaolan took Li Danting to the middle tables where the people were quite high ranking. They were not the top management of the group, but some minor government officials. Still quite reputable though.

Yundong Group President Yun Shaokun walked onto the presidential platform at this time, followed by some pointless chicken-shit formalities that we'll skip over.

After long and complicated procedures, dinner started. Yun Shaokun started toasting every table. At his status and position, he basically didn't need to toast every table anymore. He just chose whichever tables he felt like.

Soon his eyes fell on Li Danting's table, because he felt Li Danting was very beautiful with a temperament he had never seen before. He became quite interested.

Holding wine, the fifty-something-year-old Yun Shaokun walked to the front of their table. He smiled at Li Danting, "Beauty, may I have the pleasure of knowing your name? How come I’ve never seen you before?"

Li Danting didn't speak or acknowledge him. She never liked such occasions in the first place, let alone some person of status. So she was very rude.

At this moment, not far away, Su Mo's eyes lit up. He thought, "Chance has come!"

So he stood up and walked straight toward's Li Danting's table without saying a word, a solemn expression on his face.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, but very steady. A few seconds later, he walked up behind Yun Shaokun and lightly bumped into him as if by accident.

And in this moment, a miniature tracker had already been attached to the back of Yun Shaokun's shirt. Since it was summer, Yun Shaokun was not wearing a jacket, so he usually wouldn't take off his clothes unless going to sleep.

Then Su Mo continued forward and stood beside Li Danting, between her and Yun Shaokun.

The scene was a bit bizarre. Things happened too fast and many people didn't know what happened. Yun Shaokun and Li Danting were both stunned.

Su Mo didn't speak either. He reached out his hand to grab Li Danting's arm, and then very rudely pulled her outside.

Li Danting also didn't expect to meet Su Mo here. At first she wanted to struggle, but when she saw the expression on Su Mo's face, she suddenly felt very happy.

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