I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"The police are here, the police are here!"

After half an hour of rioting, the police near Champs-Elysees finally arrived after dispatching their forces.

Seeing these policemen, the luxury goods looters scattered. In half an hour, they had already grabbed nearly everything there was to grab, and for the items that hadn't been sold yet, setting up a street stall to sell them off wasn't a bad idea.

This time, over a thousand police officers were deployed. In teams of ten, they took a full three hours of effort to finally get the group under control, bringing the farcical scene to an end.

An immediate assessment of today's losses was conducted, and this riot left almost no one injured, the only unlucky victim being the security guard of Balistic. Of course, he merely suffered minor injuries.

Not a single spot in the entire Champs-Elysees Spring department store was left intact, especially Balistic, which had been smashed inside and out. Some even felt that it was the core target of these patients.

The economic losses for most of the stores exceeded millions, while Balistic, with its large inventory, faced losses nearing ten million just from the shoe inventory! As for the rest of the stock, it even surpassed one hundred million!

The total losses for Champs-Elysees Spring reached several hundred million Euros! This was even more severe than the economic losses caused by the riots that happened in Europe last year!

There's always someone to blame for debts and disasters. Most riots have a clear instigator, but the police were at a loss facing a group of mental patients—how could they possibly demand money from them?

But such a great loss needed to be shouldered by someone, right? The merchants of Champs-Elysees Spring immediately pinned the ultimate responsibility on the property company of Champs-Elysees Spring. Their security personnel failed to protect their properties, so the merchants demanded compensation for all their losses!

That evening, the angry merchants surrounded the executives' office of Champs-Elysees Spring to the extent that nobody could go in or out, but facing hundreds of millions of Euros in compensation, they too felt a sense of helplessness.

After negotiations, they only agreed to compensate one million Euros for each luxury goods store, which was the maximum they could afford.

But such an answer was undoubtedly powerless.

"Hahaha, serves them right!"

"Aren't you only selling things to locals? Now the locals have come to take care of your business!"

"I remember someone complaining yesterday about our Huaxia tourists lacking manners, is there anyone who can tell me out loud who said that?"

"Guys, I think there's something fishy about this. Such an incident just happened yesterday, and now this happens today. Doesn't it feel like a retaliatory event?"

"Who cares who's taking revenge? If I find out, I'll definitely use my nine-tooth rake to comb their hair!"

"Hahaha, I'll have to offer this hero a bowl of knife-shaved noodles with my 40-meter long sword!"

"I'll use my Imperial Jade Seal to crack a walnut for this fellow!"

"I seriously suspect this has something to do with Director Zhang! He started a live broadcast right when the incident happened, as if he knew it was about to happen."

"Hahaha, brother, your account is gone, some things are better left unsaid!"

"700+ mental patients, how did he do that? That's unscientific!"

...

"After an investigation by the relevant authorities, a clue has finally been found regarding the mental patients' riot. These patients came from a place called 'Dawn International Psychiatric Hospital Europe Division.' This hospital specializes in treating severe mental illness patients and is said to have the world's best treatment equipment and doctors!"

"The former head of Dawn International Psychiatric Hospital was Fang Jueyu. Details on this person are still under investigation, but on the day before, the hospital's ownership transferred to Zhang Menglong from Huaxia. This will be the subject of further in-depth investigation!"

That same evening, Global Daily urgently pushed this information and instantly stirred up the masses.

This incident was truly orchestrated by Zhang Menglong!

"Director Zhang, from today on, I am your die-hard fan!"

"Oh, the light of justice!"

"It's over, do you guys think President Zhang will bite the dust this time?"

"Hard to say, after all, he's in a foreign land, and this is no joke—Champs-Elysees Spring won't let it go so easily."

...

Against all expectations, everyone thought Zhang Menglong would be preoccupied with fleeing, because an incident like this couldn't be resolved with money alone. To put it more seriously, it even had some tendencies of terrorism!

But no one anticipated that Zhang Menglong would actually partake in the investigation by the local authorities and even accept interviews from all the media, as if he had no stage fright whatsoever regarding this matter!

The next day, the anticipated game of wits took place in the closest investigation bureau to the Champs-Elysees. Of course, Zhang Menglong was merely a person under investigation. The moment he appeared, all the cameras focused on him.

"What the hell! What's he here for? Did he come for a gala?" At that time, numerous domestic viewers also followed the event closely, and many were still somewhat worried about Zhang Menglong's situation.

But now they felt as if they had worried unnecessarily.

Today, Zhang Menglong, dressed in a suit and wearing sunglasses, showed up for the investigation like an international superstar, even smiling and nodding at all the reporters.
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"How are you, friends from the East?"

"And to the friends from the West, missed me?"

Upon hearing the news about Zhang Menglong's investigation, many people from Huaxia rushed over spontaneously—what was meant to be an investigatory hearing turned into a huge fan meet-and-greet.

"Mr. Zhang Menglong, this is an investigatory hearing, please behave properly!" The investigator in charge, with a steely face, was highly dissatisfied with Zhang Menglong's attitude.

"Who are you?" Zhang Menglong said with a sneer.

"I am Murray, the investigator for this case. Mr. Zhang, from now on, you must be responsible for every word you say!" Murray tried to overpower Zhang Menglong with his dominance, but clearly, his authority had no effect on Zhang Menglong.

"Mr. Murray, sorry, but I'm only here to assist with the investigation; I'm not your criminal. I hope you can conduct yourself properly!"

"You!" Murray was someone known for his temper, "Very well, Mr. Zhang, don't think that just because you're not from Frankfurt, our laws can't touch you."

"Sorry, could you tell me which law I have violated?" Zhang Menglong spread his hands, "It's not just because I drank a couple of milk teas yesterday and did a live stream, right? If that's your accusation, I can't help you there."

"Mr. Zhang, we currently have sufficient reason to suspect your involvement in yesterday's riot incident."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"According to our investigation, Dawn International Psychiatric Hospital belongs to you, and the rioting patients from yesterday came from that hospital."

"And then?"

"We suspect you controlled these patients to create a retaliatory incident intentionally!"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang Menglong went on the offensive immediately.

"Mr. Zhang, please watch your language and behavior!"

"I'll watch my clam!" Zhang Menglong retorted, "Why don't you try and control over 700 severely mentally ill patients? You must have suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, right? How about this, my hospital still has plenty of wards and beds available. This is an illness—treatable; let us never give up on treatment, shall we?"