Chapter 598: Insurance Investigator

Just as Chen Jiajun was conversing with others, a man with a dejected expression was watching Chen Jiajun.

This man was named Mickey Pearson, and he was the boss of an airline company.

He had recently encountered a thorny matter that required help from a friend, so he had sought out the chairman, Gianini.

And Gianini had recommended Chen Jiajun to Mickey.

Mickey still felt somewhat skeptical in his heart; after all, no matter how one looked at it, Chen Jiajun was just a "newcomer."

But now that Mickey had no other options, he could only bite the bullet and approach Chen Jiajun after the crowd dispersed.

"Mr. Chen, hello!" Mickey extended his hand to greet Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun smiled, shook his hand, and then said, "Mr. Mickey of Pearson Aviation?"

"Mr. Chen actually remembers me?" Mickey appeared somewhat surprised.

After all, he had only appeared at the banquet where Chen Jiajun joined the California Consortium, and he hadn't even crossed paths with Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "I have always had a relatively good memory!"

Chen Jiajun's attitude immediately made Mickey feel much more at ease.

The two chatted for a while, and then Mickey brought up his own business, as well as the fact that Gianini had told him to come find Chen Jiajun.

Mickey himself had no friendship with Chen Jiajun, so if he had suddenly come knocking, it would have seemed very abrupt.

But with the favor from Gianini involved, it was much more convenient.

"Your company's design blueprints were stolen?" Chen Jiajun looked at Mickey with a face full of surprise and said, "Shouldn't you report this kind of thing to the police?"

Mickey said with an embarrassed expression, "If I were to report this to the police, I estimate that our company's stock price might..."

After hearing this, Chen Jiajun couldn't help but nod: "That is indeed the logic, but Mr. Mickey, what is it that you want me to help you with?"

"Help me find those thieves!" Mickey said with a fierce expression: "I know that Mr. Chen has some connections with people from the Huaqing Gang, so I want to ask you to help me find them!"

Chen Jiajun pondered for a while and said to Mickey: "Then tell me the ins and outs of this matter!"

Mickey sighed and said: "This all has to start with a former insurance investigator!"

One day ago, at a hotel next to the San Francisco airport.

A man who looked extremely down-and-out was drinking his sorrows away, one glass after another.

He even felt the liquor provided by the hotel wasn't strong enough, so he took out a small bottle of hard liquor and poured it in.

He was called Nathan Ford, a former investigator for an insurance company.

In the United States, the scope of coverage for insurance companies is extremely broad.

It includes, but is not limited to, famous paintings, valuable works of art, jewelry, and so on, all of which are at risk of being stolen at any time.

However, among these theft cases, there are many instances of fakes being swapped for the real thing or inside jobs; once these cases are reported, the insurance company has to pay out. These items are valuable, and a single reported case could result in a loss of hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.

If there were too many such cases, no insurance company could hold up, so the position of insurance investigator emerged.

Professional investigators go to verify whether the policyholder's property was truly lost or if they were playing tricks themselves.

If it was an inside job, of course, there is no need to pay, and the insurance company might even sue the other party for insurance fraud.

If it was stolen, the investigator is responsible for recovering the stolen property.

Sometimes, they even need to clash with people from all walks of life.

They are equivalent to figures like FBI Agents.

Unless one is absolutely intelligent, one is absolutely incapable of handling this position.

And as it happens, Nathan Ford was the most outstanding talent in this industry, if not for the fact that some things had occurred! "Sorry, Mr. Ford, I have read your entire file!"

At this moment, a fat man wearing glasses walked over and said somewhat nervously: "For example, I know that the stolen Monet painting you found in Florence back then saved your company a loss of approximately... twenty-five million dollars!"

"Later, in that identity theft case, you recouped countless losses for your insurance company. I also know... when your family needed help... the encounter your family had, it was truly somewhat..."

Nathan Ford was not interested in past events and appeared somewhat impatient.

Moreover, this guy coming over to strike up a conversation also seemed very presumptuous.

Most importantly, this guy had brought up Nathan Ford's painful memories.

So Nathan Ford said very unpleasantly: "If you don't shut up, I can't guarantee that I won't grab your neck and beat you up in a moment!"

The fat man could only say to Nathan Ford: "I just want to offer you a job."

"What job?" Nathan Ford asked with a frown.

"Do you understand aircraft construction?" the man asked.

Nathan said with semi-sarcasm: "As long as you give me a pencil and a small ruler..."

"Someone stole my aircraft design blueprints!" the man said with an excited expression.

Nathan suddenly realized: "Ah! I understand, you want me to help you find it, right?"

"No, I know where it is!"

The man shook his head, lowered his voice, and said: "I want you to steal it back for me!"

Nathan had originally wanted to start mocking him, but seeing that this guy was almost crying with anxiety, he could only ask: "Where is it?"

"Pearson Aviation!" the man continued.

Nathan felt there was something fishy about this: "Are you sure your blueprints were stolen by Pearson Aviation?"

The man hurriedly explained: "My engineer went missing, and he disappeared with all my documents! A week later, Pearson just happened to announce that an identical project was going into production, just think about it!"

Nathan frowned and said: "I don't know, it seems like taking a risk to steal blueprints is not worth it! Do you have any other way to..."

"Listen to me first, I have to attend a shareholders' meeting at the end of this month, it's very important! I've already spent five years and one hundred million dollars, are you going to let me go to the meeting empty-handed?" the man said with a pleading expression: "I'll be finished!"

Seeing that Nathan intended to leave, the man immediately blocked him: "I'm serious, look at these people I've hired! Do you~ recognize them?"

Nathan picked up the file and looked through it, immediately becoming somewhat interested: "I recognize them, I've tracked all these people, some more than once... Parker, you even found Parker?"

"Is there anyone more capable than that?" the man said, spreading his hands.

Neisen shook his head: "That's not what I meant, but Parker is a lunatic!"

"That's why I need you!" the man said urgently.

Neisen smiled and refused: "No, I'm not a thief!"

"A thief? I get it!" The man changed his approach: "I need someone I can trust to supervise them."

Neisen thought for a moment and said: "This is unreliable. The people you've hired... they're all the same kind of trash in the underworld! They are all lone wolves, always fighting on their own, without exception! They won't work together for you!"

"They will, three hundred thousand US dollars each! You're in charge, you take a double share! And this money is absolutely a private transaction, completely confidential!" The man played the sympathy card again: "Look at me, I'm truly at my wit's end! This is just the salary, there's a bonus too!"

Seeing that Neisen didn't seem moved by the money, the man used his trump card: "Pearson has insurance with your former employer, IYS Insurance Company! A fifty-million-dollar intellectual property insurance policy! Mr. Ford, how much do you want to take down that insurance company that stood by and watched your son die?"...

"So, that Neisen Ford took the bait?" Chen Jiajun looked at Pearson with amusement.

Pearson said helplessly: "How was I supposed to know someone so smart would take the bait like that? These idiots listened to that Dubonrich from Bering Airlines and actually went to my company to steal the blueprints for the small passenger plane we were developing, and they even injured several of my men."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "I understand, I will help you look into this matter."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's ambiguous words, Pearson felt relieved instead.

What he feared most were those unreliable types who would pat their chests and make empty promises.

Hearing that Chen Jiajun didn't agree directly but only offered to help investigate, he felt that Chen Jiajun was very steady.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "But what do you plan to do about that Dubonrich?"

"This guy is a senior executive at Bering Airlines; ordinary methods won't work on him! I'll look for another opportunity!" Although Pearson was very unwilling, as the boss of a listed company, he couldn't stoop to the level of someone like Dubonrich.

After Pearson left, Cao Weicai leaned over and asked: "Boss, are you really planning to help with this favor?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "I still have to give Gianini some face! Besides, having more friends is always good, and it won't take much effort anyway!"

After the cocktail party ended, Chen Jiajun called over his subordinates from the Information Organization in North America and had them investigate the whereabouts of Neisen Ford and the others, as well as information on Dubonrich.

Early the next morning, Chen Jiajun received news from his subordinates that they had found Neisen Ford and the others.

Chen Jiajun was somewhat surprised: "So fast?"

"It was a coincidence. While we were investigating Dubonrich, we happened to be monitoring a call he made to Neisen Ford." The Information Officer said with a smile: "This guy said Neisen played him, and told them to go to a factory in the suburbs."

"Wait, Neisen played him?" Chen Jiajun quickly interrupted his subordinate: "What does that mean?"

"Although they had stolen the blueprints earlier, Dubonrich claimed that Neisen hadn't sent them to him." The Information Officer said with some confusion: "Could it be that the group of thieves swapped the blueprints?"

Chen Jiajun rubbed his chin and suddenly sneered: "I understand what's going on now!"

"Ah? Boss, what did you see?" The Information Officer scratched his head and looked at Chen Jiajun, looking puzzled.

After all, they hadn't found anything suspicious in these brief pieces of information.

Chen Jiajun sneered and said to the Information Officer: "If I hire someone to do dirty work, don't want anyone to know, and can also save myself a large sum of money, how do you think I would do it?"

The Information Officer immediately reacted: "Boss, you mean this Dubonrich intends to... silence them?"

"Nine times out of ten!" Chen Jiajun rubbed his chin and smiled: "This is getting more and more interesting. These master thieves are impressive, being able to steal blueprints from Pearson Aviation which has high-level security measures, but they've been played like puppets. I really want to meet these people!"

At the same time, in the suburbs of New York City.

At the entrance of an abandoned factory, a black man and a white man were arguing.

After the two walked into the factory, the argument became more intense, and the black man even pulled out his gun.

The young black man was named Alec Hardison, a super hacker, the kind who could hack into the Pentagon in his teens. He was quite famous in the underworld, but he had become much more low-key after being caught once.

The white man was named Eliot Spencer, a former Marine, a mercenary, and now a professional enforcer who specialized in collecting debts for people.

Hardison shouted at Spencer: "Can you explain the whereabouts of those design blueprints?"

Spencer said coldly: "Why do you think I should know the answer? Idiot!"

"Come on, it was right when we were taking the elevator downstairs!" Hardison said coldly.

Spencer didn't show any weakness and said: "Then did you transmit the files?"

Clearly, this group of master thieves was having an internal conflict.

Until Neisen Ford walked over: "Hey!"

Spencer immediately aimed his gun at Neisen: "Did you do it? You're the only middleman!"

"Yeah, someone has a gun pointed at you, yet you're quite calm and composed," Neisen said indifferently.

Spencer clearly didn't take Hardison seriously; after all, the other party was just a weak hacker.

Even with a gun in his hand, Spencer could quickly snatch it away from him.

Neisen snatched the gun from Hardison's hand, and at this moment, the last master thief of the team also appeared with a gun.

"My money hasn't arrived, I'm truly heartbroken!" Parker saw the scene before him and still raised his gun.

Neisen looked at everyone and asked: "So you all came here to get your money?"

"That's so old-fashioned, a transfer would do. Economic globalization has been around for a long time now," Hardison said indifferently.

Spencer frowned and said: "I thought this was a one-off deal, I didn't intend to see you all again!"

Just as everyone was confused, a voice came from outside the factory: "It's simple, you've all been played!"

Everyone looked toward the entrance and found Chen Jiajun standing there with Dumu.

"Who are you?" Spencer looked at Chen Jiajun unhappily and said.

Chen Jiajun looked at his watch and said: "Instead of obsessing over who I am, you'd better worry about your current situation! Dubonrich gathered you all here, take a guess at what he wants to do?"

Neisen was the quickest to react; his expression changed drastically as he shouted at everyone: "Run!"

The others weren't slow either; hearing Neisen's words, they ran frantically.

Just as everyone ran out of the factory, they heard a loud explosion behind them.

The entire factory was engulfed in a sea of flames.

Everyone felt a lingering fear in their hearts; if it weren't for the warning from that mysterious person just now, they would all be dead by now.

The few of them panted heavily, and Neisen looked at Chen Jiajun: "How did you know Dubonrich intended to silence us?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Mr. Pearson has a good relationship with me. He said the design blueprints for his company were stolen and asked me to help find this bunch of daring little thieves!"

"Originally, I intended to break your limbs and then drag you before Mr. Pearson..."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, everyone became vigilant.

After all, the fact that the other party could easily find them was not something an ordinary person could do.

Especially Spencer; as a battle-hardened soldier, he sensed an extremely dangerous feeling from Chen Jiajun and Dumu behind him.

So at this moment, all the muscles in his body were tensed.

However, Chen Jiajun changed the subject and said with a smile, "But seeing you all looking so fooled, I intend to let you off the hook."

Neisen frowned and said, "I don't understand. Didn't Pearson steal the blueprints from Dubonrich?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "Nathan Ford, a former surveyor for IYS Insurance, is actually this naive? Can you really confirm what Dubonrich said based on just a few words and a few tears from the other party? Honestly, I have some doubts about your professionalism as the best in the industry!"

Neisen's expression turned ugly: "And how do I know what you're saying is true? How can you prove it?"

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said, "Do I need to prove it? I can finish you all off at any time!"

As he spoke, the Ghost Squad hidden in the shadows emerged, each holding firearms and surrounding the group. (End of chapter)