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Chapter 50: The Great Case Sparked by Nineteen Copper Coins
“The tide has turned….”
Though the phrase sounded a bit over-the-top and juvenile, Leon mulled it over again and again, concluding that it perfectly encapsulated the current state of affairs at Char Department Store.
When Char Department Store first started doing their so-called promotions, someone might have been able to stop them. After all, when a train is still stationary, placing a small wooden block on the tracks would suffice to halt it.
But now, with the situation having escalated so dramatically, more and more people were reaping benefits, while countless others eagerly awaited their share of compensation. It was like the train had already picked up speed—no mere wooden block could stop it now, not even a solid iron wall. Anyone foolish enough to try would be flattened without a second thought!
Lost in thoughts about the enigmatic "Old Char" and engaged in idle chatter with the carriage driver, the steam-powered carriage roared along at full speed until it finally arrived near the towering headquarters of Char Department Store.
Peering through the gleaming glass windows, Leon caught sight of the frenzied crowd outside and the enormous money chest that was nearly overflowing. He couldn’t help but whistle under his breath, both awestruck by Old Char’s audacity and wincing as he reluctantly fished out two silver coins to hand over to the driver.
“My change, thanks.”
“…”
The carriage driver stared blankly at Leon, who extended his hand for the leftover copper coins with an air of nonchalance. The driver couldn’t help but click his tongue in exasperation.
Good grief! From the starting point to here, twenty-two kilometers—that’s nineteen copper coins after subtracting five and adding two. And I answered every single one of your questions, shouting myself hoarse just to keep you entertained during this ride. Yet you can’t even spare a single copper coin as a tip?
You’re impossible!
Leon, unfazed by the driver’s silent judgment, pocketed the returned copper coin, cradling the blood-stained folder close to his chest as he stepped off the carriage with mixed emotions of satisfaction and frustration.
His motivation for sneaking into Waterworks Company to steal documents and contacting newspapers to expose the scandal stemmed from a desire to help those patients crying out in anguish in hospital hallways. He believed that only by blowing the lid off the scandal could they receive proper compensation for their suffering.
But now, before he’d even managed to fully expose the truth, the victims were already receiving payouts. While relieved to see the burden lifted, Leon couldn’t shake the hollow feeling of having thrown all his effort into something that no longer seemed necessary.
Hmm… maybe I should still go meet this “Old Char” after all.
Recalling what he’d overheard outside the meeting room at Waterworks Company, Leon stood on the street corner for a moment, lost in thought. Finally, he took a deep breath and strode toward the imposing building of the Char Department Store.
From what he’d gathered, the three noble families led by Lionheart Lion had deliberately reduced filtration cycles and dumped untreated sewage into public water supplies—all part of a scheme to seize control of Char Department Store.
While the afflicted patients were finally being compensated, the culprits behind the scheme remained unpunished. And conveniently, Leon still possessed operational records from Waterworks Company, along with several incriminating documents bearing official seals.
Though punishing evil wasn’t exactly high on his priority list—after all, the kingdom churned out endless scandals daily, far too many for him to tackle alone—still…
I’ve spent twenty copper coins getting here; they won’t go to waste!
…..
“You’re telling me the most critical files are missing?”
After listening to the detective agency’s report, the dark-skinned elder furrowed his brows, curling his thick, calloused fingers from years of labor and slamming them down hard on the sturdy ashwood desk. His voice dripped with displeasure.
“I didn’t just bribe a few security guards and archivists, you know. The amount I’ve paid you these past days could’ve bought off an entire county councilor. Are you really working for me, or am I throwing my money away?”
“This… Mr. Char, the situation was rather unusual this time…”
Seeing their biggest client visibly angered, the representative from the detective agency quickly shifted gears, stammering out an explanation.
“We did everything we could! We bribed two squads of security personnel, won over several trusted aides of the Tower Shield family, and even held hostage the families of numerous employees in Waterworks Company’s archives department.”
“We waited until your wife convened her three-day meeting, drawing everyone’s attention elsewhere, ensuring the company was at its most vulnerable. At that precise moment, our men completely secured the archive room.”
“But just as we sorted through some materials and followed the archivists into the inner chamber to search for the remaining files, that cursed security manager happened to walk into the outer room.”
“By sheer rotten luck, the handful of files he randomly grabbed amongst the nearly thirty files piled on the table somehow contained the two most crucial ones. Mr. Char, we truly—”
“Enough! Spare me your excuses!”
Old Char glared at the hapless detective, his bloodshot eyes narrowing further as irritation etched itself across his face.
“I don’t care about your mistakes. What I want is evidence proving that those three old noble families—especially the Lions—intentionally violated regulations. If the documents are in the hands of the security manager, then retrieve them for me!”
“This…”
The detective wiped sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, bowing low as he continued hesitantly.
“Our men pursued him immediately after realizing the loss. But shortly after the security manager obtained the files, they were snatched away by someone who had infiltrated the meeting room—a policeman who saved your wife, no less.”
“That young officer led our men on a wild chase throughout the Waterworks Company. He must’ve rigged hidden tripwires in advance because our guys ended up tumbling head-over-heels, sustaining serious injuries. Several passed out cold…”
Here, the speaker paused, gesturing for a nearby man with bandages wrapped around his head to step forward. Opening his mouth wide to reveal an empty gap where his front teeth used to be, the injured man provided grim visual proof. The detective sighed bitterly before continuing.
“Mr. Char, I know how unbelievable this sounds, but look at his teeth… Our men chased him with everything they had, but they simply couldn’t catch up.”
“The man’s physical prowess was extraordinary—he appeared to have undergone specialized training. After thoroughly humiliating our team and confirming no one could interfere, he scaled six floors in less than ten seconds.”
“Then, with a swift kick, he shattered a vent window and escaped via a pre-rigged slide rail. Our men gave chase, but they never even caught a glimpse of his face…”
“Then find someone who has seen him!”
Old Char pressed a hand against his throbbing temple, his expression icy as he rapped the desk twice more.
“I’ve kept you lot on retainer for years, spending vast sums annually, precisely for situations like this! Whether it takes money or other means, I don’t care. Whoever he is, you will track him down and retrieve those documents!”
“Yes, Mr. Char! We’re already on it!”
Relieved that the elder didn’t seem intent on holding them accountable for their failure, the detective eagerly nodded, assuring him.
“That man kept his face hidden beneath his hat brim the entire time. Only two people saw his full face: your daughter and that lucky security manager.”
“Unfortunately, due to your wife’s sudden illness, your daughter was… quite distraught, making it difficult for her to clearly describe his features. So, we’ve focused our investigation on the security manager. We’ve already uncovered some leads!”
“Mr. Char, rest assured. As long as those documents haven’t been destroyed, our agency, ‘Silver Hook,’ guarantees we’ll recover them for you!”
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