"Alright," he finally said, opening his eyes. The fear was still there, but it was now channeled into purpose. "Alright. We go after them. But we do this properly. No half-measures, no improvisation. If we're walking into the same danger they are, we go prepared." They went over to the study room.
"Agreed." Jin Zixuan was already pulling out his phone, his fingers moving rapidly across the screen. "First, we need information. Everything we can find about Mu Yunchen's business dealings, this merger he was supposedly handling, who stands to gain from his death or incapacitation."
"I'll contact our intelligence network," Jin Chengyu said, his mind shifting into the strategic mode that had served him well in business. "We have people in every major city, including several on the West Coast of the United States. If Mu Yunchen is in a hospital there, our people can find out which one, what his actual condition is, and who's been asking questions."
