Chapter 147: Mr. Meta Takes Refuge

In the morning, when the sun just peeked over the horizon, a Boeing slowly landed at the airport in the eastern suburb of Krisco. 

As the plane came to a stop on the tarmac according to schedule, the passenger stairs came over, the plane's cabin door opened, and the passengers got off the plane one by one, just as usual. However, among these passengers, there were a few very special ones. As they got off the plane, a car immediately drove up and stopped in front of them. Then Davier and William got out of the car. Davier said happily, 'Welcome, Mr. Federal Agents. We've been waiting for a long time.'

Faced with Davier's words, William was suddenly stunned. He had no idea what was going on and just said in a daze, 'Federal agents? Mr. Davier, what on earth is going on?'

'It's like this, William. Perhaps you don't know yet, but our Mr. Maita has gotten himself into trouble. Since his company underpaid state taxes by more than $14,000 from 1982 to last year, Mr. Maita must be arrested and brought back to court to face trial.'

If David's previous introduction only left William feeling confused, then David's current explanation blew him away like a thunderclap. The young American immediately exclaimed, 'How is this possible? First of all, I don't believe that Mr. Maita owes any taxes. Even if he does, so what? He is currently in the middle of a grand plan to defeat the evil country. This is a critical moment for the plan. How can he be arrested at this time?'

'Hey, William, calm down!' Davier said very discontentedly. 'William, I think you should understand that our country is a sacred and free country, and the law is more sacred than anything else. Anyone who violates the law must be punished, including Mr. Mata, whom you respect. I hope you don't bring too much personal emotion into it.'

'I see,' said William.

Davidier then smiled contentedly: 'Good, William. We will be going back with the FBI agents to arrest Mr. Meta later. As a witness, we will also need to provide some relevant evidence...'

Before Davier could finish his sentence, William interrupted again: 'I understand that this is all a conspiracy between you, Davier, you bastard, and this damned government. You are simply jealous of Mr. Mata's talent, and now you are even more jealous of the wealth he has taken and will take from Northern Russia. So you want to murder him. What about tax evasion? I think that is simply a set of false accusations fabricated by you!'

'Mr Wilhelm, please watch your tongue!' Davier said with a glare. 'I hope you understand that all of this is for the sake of the motherland. Do you think that Mr Maita has no selfish motives? Everything is for the sake of the great motherland? I think you must also know about his secret contacts with the Chinese. What do you think he is doing this for? He is also a selfish person!'

William froze, not knowing what to say. David continued, 'So William, in order to prevent this huge fortune from being swallowed up by the selfishness of some people, we must take some necessary measures. I think even your family must hope for the same thing.'

Finally, Davier thought for a moment and added, 'Young William, I think with your financial wisdom, you must also understand the turmoil that will be caused once such a large sum of money flows into the market. What we have to do now is to avoid such turmoil as much as possible. We are doing this to ensure the stability of the financial markets around the world. Young William, you will definitely fight with us.'

Davier said, extending his hand to William, but William did not shake Davier's hand in the end, just saying, 'I will go back with you.'

David then took William back to Villa 8 together. David, full of confidence, thought he would be able to take Meta back to the United States immediately, but when he returned to the villa, he suddenly realised that Meta had already left. He immediately flew into a rage: 'Mr. William, is this your doing? Do you know that what you have done endangers the national security of the United States? Even your family cannot protect you!'

In the face of David's intimidation, William just laughed coldly: 'I'm sorry, Mr. David, but I don't think your intelligence can pose any threat to Mr. William.'

...

While Davier was raging in Villa 8, on the southern outskirts of Krisko, two Volga sedans were speeding along the road, eventually pulling into a small secluded manor. This manor was no match for the downtown Villa 8 of the Knife Tower Project, and it was also much inferior to the mansions of the rich in Irbeldorf. However, it was a single-family home, and the environment was relatively quiet.

Two cars pulled up to the parking lot of the manor. Zhou Ming and Zhang Hui, the Chinese consul in Northern Russia, got out of the car. Zhou Ming looked around and said, 'I didn't realise that our country had such a property here.'

Zhang Hui smiled and explained to Zhou Ming, 'In fact, every country has to have some property abroad, more or less. After all, whether it's an embassy or a consulate, the target is too conspicuous. If there is really something going on, it's not good to be there. Another point is that since the embassy represents the country, not everything can be done conveniently at the embassy or consulate. A place where you need a bit of privacy is here.'

Zhou Ming nodded in understanding. After all, he hadn't watched so many spy dramas in his past life for nothing. Even if it wasn't the same as Zhang Hui said, it was pretty much the same.

'Right now, Mr. Meta is still unaccounted for in the United States, and the embassy and consulate can't just step in all of a sudden. So for now, we can only arrange for him to stay here for a while and see what happens,' Zhang Hui added at the end. 'Of course, it's very safe here too.'

As Zhang Hui finished speaking, another person got out of the car. This person was none other than the chief architect of the Dota Project, the legendary Mr. Meta, who was said to have 20 trillion.

Meta glanced at the small manor and nodded, saying, 'This is already very good. I completely trust my Chinese friends, and I'm not a person who likes luxury. Especially since I'm still a political refugee, I'm very grateful that my Chinese friends can provide me with such an environment.'

A Chinese man in a tuxedo walked out of the manor. Zhang Hui smiled and said, 'This is the butler of this small manor. If you have any questions, just ask him. I need to go back to the consulate to report to the embassy first. Mr. Meta will excuse himself for the time being. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me.'

Zhou Ming and Du Peng told Zhang Hui to rest assured, and Maita nodded in agreement. Zhang Hui then got into the car and left the manor. After he left, the butler of the manor took Zhou Ming and the others on a tour of the manor and assigned them rooms before they returned to the courtyard and sat down.

Leaning back in his chair, Mata sighed, 'I really didn't expect it. I, Mata, have carefully planned the Dota Project for the United States for ten years, and in the end, it turned out that because my company missed paying taxes of ten thousand dollars, the FBI agents came looking for me across the country.'

Zhou Ming, however, shook his head and asked in return, 'Do you still think that the reason is just that you missed paying taxes of ten thousand dollars?'

Facing Zhou Ming's counter-question, Maita was silent, because he knew very well that it was definitely not the case. He remembered that just this morning, Davier and William had left the house very early without saying goodbye to him. Although this was not the first time, his intuition told him that something was very wrong this time. He remembered that there was a flight from the United States at that time.

So Meta immediately left Villa 8. Not long after, he received a page from William saying that there were FBI agents coming from the United States to arrest him for tax evasion of $10,000 by his company.

Meta let out a bitter laugh and said, 'I know that the tax evasion of just $10,000 is nothing, and I understand that the reason they came after me was because of the wealth I had transferred away in the Dota Project. That's why I immediately found my Chinese friend, Mr. Zhou Ming. I'm very grateful that you were able to convince your country's consulate to find such a great refuge for me.'

Zhou Ming shrugged, 'Actually, I want to say that I have been preparing for this day.'

Zhou Ming's words made Meta pause for a moment. Meta remembered that Zhou Ming had once convinced him to cooperate with him, and could not help but shake his head slightly and say, 'Indeed, Mr. Zhou Ming, you are truly a great genius!'

'I say, Mr. Meta, I don't think you have anything to be proud of by praising yourself like this,' Zhou Ming said.

Maita showed a very puzzled expression, obviously he did not understand what Zhou Ming had said. Zhou Ming had to explain to him, 'My current internal and external troubles were not caused by Mr. Maita?'

Maita then smiled helplessly and said, 'Mr. Zhou Ming is too kind to me. I think if you give Mr. Zhou Ming and me the same resources, I don't think I would dare compete with you. You are the most formidable opponent I have ever encountered, so I would rather be suspected and want to formally cooperate with you.'

Zhou Ming nodded, but before he could say anything else, he heard the manor gate open again, and two more Volga sedans pulled in. This time, the people who came were Li Cheng and Tong Gang. They got out of the car, and Tong Gang came over angrily, 'Zhou Ming, what the hell is going on with you? Do you know what the situation is now? Why are you running around? If you don't want to do it anymore, we can withdraw our investment right now...'

Tong Gang's words came to an abrupt end here, because he saw Maita sitting next to Zhou Ming, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He asked incredulously, 'This...who is this?'

'Chairman Tong, you are correct, he is the genuine Mr Maita, and he is currently seeking refuge here,' Zhou Ming replied.