Resurrection Empire

Why did Tang Shuying commit suicide?

This was the first question in Yang Bingzhong's mind at the moment.

Even though he had a hunch, it was still too sudden, and he didn't get an immediate answer.

But after seeing the autopsy report provided by the bodyguards, Yang Bingzhong understood.

Tang Shuying didn't utter a single moan throughout, so even the Night Watchman guarding outside the dungeon door was completely unaware.

Before dying, she didn't even spill a mouthful of blood from her mouth.

No normal person would choose such an extreme way to die without reason; there must be cause.

Without a doubt, Tang Shuying must have been the traitor.

She chose death to evade the Telekinesis Master's psychic audit, to avoid revealing the truth.

This truth must be related to the whereabouts of the Alien Ore.

Damn it!

The trail has gone cold.

Yang Bingzhong asked himself if he hadn't treated Tang Shuying poorly, yet he was met with such betrayal.

He couldn't make sense of it.

He took a whole five minutes to calm his emotions.

Under normal circumstances, he would have been driven mad with depression, fuming with rage for a long time.

But at this moment, he had as much as forty billion funds in the stock market, fluctuating by billions by the minute.

In comparison, which was more important was self-evident.

He tidied his emotions and looked at the situation of Starry Sky Shipbuilding.

Very good, it had reached a 10% decline since he started shorting it.

Even if he stopped now, the total profit would reach nearly four billion.

Combined with his previous earnings, it was equivalent to starting from 210 million and turning it into almost eight billion in 13 days.

Not only did this make up for the loss of the Alien Ore, but he also had an extra three billion in assets.

Moreover, after completing this round of short-selling, he could still buy at the bottom!

This pleasant anticipation slightly offset his depression.

Forget it.

At least he could confirm that the Alien Ore was stolen, rather than a violation of scientific phenomena.

And since knowing that Tang Shuying was certainly involved, at least he got some information, and there was still a direction to pursue tomorrow.

When the Telekinesis Master arrives, he should review the other nine people; he might gain something from them.

Strangely, even with this incident, Yang Bingzhong still did not suspect Ren Zhong.

Perhaps in the depths of his subconscious, there was a subtle sense, but at this time, he relied too heavily on Ren Zhong, such that both his rationality and emotions subconsciously avoided this possibility.

Time reached six in the morning, and Ren Zhong, who went to bed promptly at ten last night, woke up early.

He washed up and then nestled into the soft, comfortable sofa, whistling while continuing to watch the market.

In the White Wall villa in Chromium Carbon Town, Zheng Tian and others also rose early and decisively headed straight to the parking lot.

In that parking lot was a Fifth Level armored vehicle, a Torrent Heavy Truck that Wang Zhaofu had parked in advance.

The Torrent Heavy Truck is a regulated vehicle type, with superior traverse and off-road performance, ascending altitude, and excellent firepower, not for wastelanders' purchase, and priced at as much as 10 million.

But for the current Ren Zhong, it was not unaffordable.

Zheng Tian and others drove the vehicle and quietly left Chromium Carbon Town, following Ren Zhong's orders to head straight to Starfire Town.

Today, Chromium Carbon Town was destined to be bustling and far from calm.

Ren Zhong had these team members, who had helped him complete his infiltration, retreat under the guise of going hunting. This was partly for safety reasons, to avoid them being captured and used against Ren Zhong, and also because there were tasks waiting for them in Starfire Town.

At seven in the morning, Ren Zhong chose to clear out and invest 114 million in a Third Level subsidiary stock of Purple Crystal Mining that Yang Bingzhong was aware of.

As expected, it achieved a roughly 12% rise, recovering 127.68 million.

Ren Zhong, with a slightly regretful tone, shared his maneuver with Yang Bingzhong.

"Sigh, Mr. Yang, I misjudged yesterday. The one I chose only rose 12% last night. Sigh, failure."

Yang Bingzhong consoled him perfunctorily, "No worries. You've already earned a lot. Just ignore these for now and keep watching Starry Sky Shipbuilding. When will you switch from short to long?"

Ren Zhong glanced at the situation of Starry Sky Shipbuilding.

Since starting to short last night, it had already dropped 20% by now.

"Soon."

He replied like this.

Yang Bingzhong took a slightly relaxed breath, "Alright, I'll wait for your notification."

Ending the communication, Yang Bingzhong, still in the hibernation space, scratched his head.

His mind subconsciously recalled Ren Zhong's arrogant face last night when he said, "At most, it'll reach thirty to forty percent."

Mr. Yang smirked.

Ren Zhong did make a profit, but the gap between 12% and thirty to forty percent was a bit wide.

He didn't mean to underestimate Ren Zhong, though.

No matter who it was, being able to consistently pick stocks with such growth in the vast stock market and fully reap the profits could already be considered a miracle.