The Helicopter Crash
**[God's Eye Alert]**
June 4th, 11:47 AM: Lu Kang's helicopter loses control over East China Sea
I watched from the rooftop lounge as my father's Sikorsky S-76 lifted off from the Shengyuan Tower pad. The **[System]** overlaid the coming disaster in glowing red text:
*11:43: Co-pilot receives "emergency family call"
11:45: Tail rotor servo fails (sabotaged hydraulic line)
11:47: Mayday call before impact*
I dialed Tang Anya's burner number. "Change of plans. I want the black box."
Her voice was colder than the whiskey in my hand. "It'll cost you 3% of Shengyuan Pharma."
"Done."
The explosion bloomed on the horizon like a rotten orange.
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The Will War
The family compound descended into chaos. Liang Meixiu collapsed too perfectly onto the antique Qing dynasty sofa, her wails synced to the news broadcast.
"Billionaire Lu Kang presumed dead in tragic accident..."
I activated **[God's Eye: Legal Mode]**:
*14:00: Lawyer Wang arrives with forged will
14:30: Security drags me out for "disrupting mourning"
15:17: Liang transfers $200M to Brunei*
"Chen!" Liang's manicured claws gripped my arm. "We must—"
I shook her off with a move I'd learned watching her discard servants. "First, we inventory Father's study."
The safe behind his Monet copy yielded:
- The real will (80% to me)
- A positive pregnancy test (Liang's, dated yesterday)
- A dossier labeled Project Winter Cicada
The **[System]** pulsed:
*WARNING: 4 armed men approaching (2 from hall, 2 from garden)*
I palmed Father's letter opener—the one dipped in pufferfish toxin.
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Stilettos vs. Sabotage
The first guard died choking on his own tongue.
The second screamed when I drove the opener through his shooting hand. Then—
*CRACK.*
A stiletto heel shattered his knee from behind. Tang Anya stepped over the writhing body, her other heel dripping brain matter from the garden attackers.
"Amateur." She kicked the dossier toward me. "Liang hired ex-Spetznaz. They prefer knives."
I flipped open *Project Winter Cicada*.
**Subject: Tang Anya**
*Status: Terminate before 6/30*
*Payment: 2% Shengyuan shares (offshore)*
Anya's smile could've frozen the South China Sea. "Now we renegotiate. 10% shares for my help."
**[System Calculation]**
*Option 1: Refuse → 87% chance of Liang winning*
*Option 2: Partner → 62% control within 14 days*
I licked blood off my knuckles. "15% if you make it hurt."
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Market Massacre
By market close:
- Shengyuan Pharma halted trading after 22% crash
- Liang's shell companies imploded from my margin calls
- Anonymous leaks showed Jian bribing FDA officials
My phone lit up with alerts:
Short position: +$41M
Triad bounty on my head: $5M
Anya's text: "Found the black box. Pray I like the terms."
**[God's Eye Upgrade Unlocked]**
*7-Day Future Preview Available After Next Kill*
I toasted the setting sun with Liang's favorite vintage—the one I'd laced with the same poison she used on me.
"To family."