"I think the real test will begin after the feast." Dai Shiya retracted her gaze, her tone carrying a barely perceptible coldness.
Wei Qing understood, she knew Dai Shiya too well, and hidden under this seemingly calm tone was a premonition of impending storm. The
noise of the celebration banquet gradually faded away, and Dai Shiya returned to the study, her fingertips gently stroking the neatly arranged books on the bookshelf, but her eyes became more and more profound.
The joy of victory only stayed in her heart for a moment, replaced by lingering vigilance.
She always felt that in this seemingly peaceful family environment, there were some imperceptible undercurrents.
For several days, Dai Shiya had been observing the every move of the family members without making a sound.
She noticed that some of the clan members who were usually respectful to her would occasionally dodge in their eyes, and some people, when talking about the family's future plans, revealed an inexplicable hesitation in their tone.
These subtle changes, like clues, wove an uneasy web in her heart.
Most family members were immersed in the joy of victory and did not take Dai Shiya's vigilance seriously.
They believed that the family was now famous and prosperous, so why worry about it?
Dai Shiya saw these doubts but did not explain.
She understood that some things could only be experienced by one's own experience, and she was no longer the Dai Shiya who had just arrived.
Late at night, Dai Shiya paced alone in the study, feeling isolated and helpless.
She rubbed her eyebrows, trying to dispel the anxiety in her heart, but found that the tense atmosphere was like a vine, tightly entwined with her, unable to break free.
She walked to the window and opened it. A cool breeze blew in her face, but it did not relieve her inner heat at all.
At this time, Dai Shiya's husband pushed the door in with a cup of hot milk in his hand.
"Are you still thinking about family matters?" He walked to Dai Shiya and handed her the milk, his tone gentle and concerned.
Dai Shiya took the milk and took a sip. The warm liquid flowed down her throat into her stomach, but it still couldn't calm her inner turmoil.
"There are some things I must figure out." Dai Shiya put down the cup of milk in her hand, walked to the desk, and picked up a document. "I always feel..." She paused, her eyes fell on the document, and her tone was low, "something is not right."
"What is it?" Her husband walked to her side and looked at the document along her gaze.
Dai Shiya took a deep breath, pointed to several data on the document, and said slowly: "Look, the family's financial statements..."
Dai Shiya's slender fingers tapped lightly on the document, making a subtle "click" sound, breaking the dull atmosphere in the study.
She stared at a string of numbers on the financial statement, and her eyebrows slightly frowned.
The amount of this fund is not large, hidden in many huge transactions, and it is easy to be overlooked if you don't observe carefully.
But Dai Shiya keenly noticed that there was a problem with the flow of this fund. It was like a tiny star hidden in the mist, emitting a faint but abnormal light.
"Look here," Dai Shiya pointed at the string of numbers, her tone calm but with a hint of excitement that was barely noticeable, "The purpose of this fund is marked as 'other expenses', but there is no specific explanation, and the account it flows to is also very suspicious." Her eyes lit up, and the originally dull atmosphere seemed to have a glimmer of hope, like a crack in the darkness, revealing a ray of light.
"It's really a bit strange," her husband pondered for a moment, and his deep eyes also fell on the report, "Such a small amount of money, but there is no clear explanation of its purpose, it is indeed worth investigating." He reached out and gently stroked Dai Shiya's shoulder, giving her silent support.
The next day, Dai Shiya proposed a thorough investigation of the flow of this fund at the family meeting.
In the conference room, the light of the projector shone on everyone's faces, reflecting different expressions.
Some family members objected to this, thinking that Dai Shiya was making a fuss. This was just a trivial amount of money, and there was no need to waste time and energy to investigate.
"Master, the amount of money is so small, it's probably just the negligence of the accountant. There's no need to make such a fuss, right?" A family elder took the lead, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Yes, Master, we should focus on more important things now, instead of getting entangled in these details." Another member echoed, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
The quarrel in the conference room became louder and louder. Dai Shiya sat in the main seat, her face calm,
but her eyes became more determined. "Everyone," she raised her voice, with unquestionable majesty in her tone, "Although the amount of this money is not large, it is related to whether the family's financial management is standardized, and it is also related to the reputation of our family. I must find out where it goes to ensure that the interests of the family are not harmed."
"Master, you are too cautious, aren't you? Do you suspect that someone in our family is interfering?" A member said sarcastically, with a hint of provocation in his tone.
Dai Shiya's eyes were like torches. She glanced at everyone and said in a cold tone: "I just want to find out the truth, not to suspect anyone. But if someone really has bad intentions, I will never tolerate it!"
The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with gunpowder.
Dai Shiya looked at everyone, she slowly stood up, and said in a firm tone: "I will investigate this matter thoroughly, no matter who it is, I can't stop me!"
Wei Qing sat next to Dai Shiya, looking at her determined back, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and whispered in her ear: "Shiya..."
Dai Shiya ignored the noise in the conference room and raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Her clear voice was full of unquestionable majesty, "Dismissed!" She stood up, and her slender figure left the conference room with an unstoppable momentum.
Back in the study, Dai Shiya immediately ordered her subordinates to conduct a detailed investigation of the suspicious funds.
She was not shaken by those opposing voices, but instead strengthened her judgment.
She believed that any seemingly small abnormality might hide a huge conspiracy.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the only sounds in the study were the crisp sound of her typing on the keyboard and the subtle sound of flipping through documents.
In the evening, a detailed investigation report was placed in front of Dai Shiya.
She carefully read every word in the report, frowning.
When she saw the final destination of the funds pointed out in the report, Dai Shiya's mouth corners slightly raised, and a meaningful smile appeared on her face.
The funds actually flowed into the account of a grassroots employee!
This employee was named Li Ming, who was inconspicuous in the family. He was usually taciturn and few people noticed him.
Dai Shiya tapped the table lightly, her fingertips tapping, as if tapping on the hearts of some people.
She sneered in her heart. As expected, someone in the family had already begun to stir.
She raised her head, her eyes were sharp and firm, and the dawn of victory flickered in front of her eyes.
Her mysterious husband pushed the door open and saw the smile on her face, knowing that things had progressed.
"What did you find out?" He walked to Dai Shiya's side, his voice low and gentle.
"Well, the money eventually went to a grassroots employee." Dai Shiya handed the report to her husband, her tone calm, as if she was talking about something insignificant.
Her husband took the report, looked through it carefully, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that there are indeed termites in our family." Although his tone was calm, the decisiveness contained in it made people shudder.
"Next, what are you going to do?" Wei Qing also walked in. She looked at Dai Shiya.
Dai Shiya stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the gradually dimming sky in the distance. Her eyes were deep and mysterious. "Of course, pull them all out." She turned around and looked at her husband and friends. Her eyes were firm, like the twinkling stars in the night, both cold and full of hope.
Her husband gently held her hand, giving her silent strength, and Wei Qing gave her a gentle hug behind her.
The warm atmosphere spread in this trust, dispelling the tension and depression in the study.
Dai Shiya looked at Wei Qing and whispered, "Help me check the recent whereabouts of this Li Ming."
Wei Qing nodded, her eyes firm, turned around and left the study to carry out Dai Shiya's order. As
night fell, the neon lights of the city shone through the window, casting mottled light and shadows on Dai Shiya's desk.
She stared at the computer screen, and lines of code flashed quickly in her eyes. It was the latest investigation report on Li Ming sent by Wei Qing.
Li Ming's whereabouts were recorded in detail. He frequently went in and out of some private clubs and met secretly with some unidentified people.
Those people had sinister eyes, and there was a sense of oppression in their every move. They were definitely not good people.
Dai Shiya tapped the table lightly, making a rhythmic "click" sound.
Dai Shiya's fingertips passed over a photo on the screen. It was a black car parked in a dim alley. The license plate number was cleverly blocked, but it exposed the vague figure in the car window.
Her heart moved, and a wave of excitement surged from the bottom of her heart. She felt like a hunter, gradually approaching the prey's nest through clues.
She clenched her fists, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, but she didn't feel any pain, but a pleasure of uncovering the truth. She
took a deep breath, calmed her excitement, and returned her eyes to the screen, continuing to flip through other information.
Li Ming's call records and bank account transactions all revealed abnormalities. Those suspicious flows of funds, like thin lines, gradually outlined a huge conspiracy.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a sneer emerged. She wanted to see who had the courage to do something tricky under her nose!
However, just when Dai Shiya thought she was about to get to the bottom of the matter, a sudden message made her heart tighten.
Wei Qing sent an encrypted message, the content was short and urgent: "Li Ming disappeared!"
Dai Shiya stood up from her chair in an instant, the light on the computer screen jumped in her eyes, as if she was also full of vigilance.
She quickly looked through Li Ming's last location information and found that the last place he appeared was an abandoned warehouse.
Her heart sank, realizing that the forces behind him had begun to be alert. They chose to get rid of Li Ming at this time, obviously not wanting her to continue tracking.
The air in the study seemed to solidify, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people breathless.
Dai Shiya knew that the real fight had just begun.
She walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit city in the distance. She would never give up. She would pull out those termites hiding in the darkness one by one and make them pay for what they did.
"It seems that they are faster than I thought." Dai Shiya whispered, her voice cold. She turned around and looked at the door. Wei Qing just pushed the door and walked in, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, "Why do I feel like the wind seems to be strong?"