rpbooks Chapter 213 Butler Old Chen: You are the only son of the Lin family in the capital!
Chapter 213 Butler Old Chen: You are the only son of the Lin family in the capital!
"The eldest son of the Lin family!"
This roar was like the mournful cry of a cuckoo.
The vibrations echoed through the empty and deathly silent infirmary, causing the windowpanes to tremble slightly.
Lin Zhou stood still, his tall frame stiffening for a rare moment.
He stared intently at the half-piece of blood-red dragon-patterned jade pendant in Old Chen's hand.
The fragments of memory torn apart by violence in my mind are being rearranged and reassembled in an extremely violent manner.
The most prestigious family in Beijing.
The Lin family conglomerate.
These words were once an ingrained glory for the original owner of this body.
But for Lin Zhou now, it's like a dormant volcano that has been suppressed for seven years.
"Uncle Chen."
Lin Zhou took a deep breath and forced down the churning taste of blood in his throat.
His voice was terribly hoarse, carrying an extremely suppressed coldness.
"Since I am the eldest young master of the Lin family..."
"Why did everyone in Beijing say the Lin family had gone bankrupt seven years ago?"
"Why do they all say I'm just a useless rich kid who lost both legs in a fire and is now in a vegetative state?"
Lin Zhou took a step forward, and a fierce rage ignited in his peach blossom eyes.
"How exactly did my parents die?!"
Upon hearing this barrage of questions, Old Chen's already red eyes instantly welled up with tears.
He knelt on the ground, clutching his clothes in anguish, as if every breath he took carried the weight of blood.
"Young Master! That's a trap!"
"That was a deadly trap, a scheme designed to deceive everyone!"
Old Chen looked up at Lin Zhou with tears streaming down his face, his voice hoarse and barely audible.
"That car accident seven years ago wasn't an accident at all; it was just brake failure!"
"It was a premeditated, serial killing!"
"The master sensed something was wrong right away. That force secretly targeting the Lin family was too powerful, so powerful that even the Lin family conglomerate at its peak couldn't confront it head-on!"
Lin Zhou's pupils suddenly contracted.
A force that even the most powerful family in Beijing couldn't contend with back then?
That good-for-nothing Zhou Lixing has absolutely no guts, let alone the ability!
Old Chen took a deep breath and continued speaking in a trembling voice.
"The master knows that the other party's goal is to completely eliminate them."
"If news of your survival gets out, you definitely won't live past the next day!"
"So the master hardened his heart and used all his hidden connections to spread the false news that you had suffered severe burns and had become a vegetable."
"Even the financial crisis that led to the Lin family's bankruptcy was half fueled by the patriarch himself!"
Lin Zhou's heart trembled violently.
Are they destroying their own stock?
"Master, this is a desperate measure!"
Old Chen broke down in tears as he spoke.
"A week before the incident, the master secretly transferred all of the Lin family's core offshore trust fund, worth hundreds of billions, to my name."
"He ordered the old slave to take this trump card, which was enough to shake up half the world's economy, and immediately lie low and leave the country."
"No matter what happens in the country, you are absolutely not allowed to show your face!"
Lin Zhou's breathing became extremely heavy.
He finally understood.
The original owner's father used the Lin family's vast business empire, which was out in the open, as bait.
They paid for it with their lives!
They managed to carve out a path to survival for their only son from the clutches of that mysterious force!
"Then why am I homeless? Why did I lose my memory?"
Lin Zhou gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"Young Master, you were seriously injured back then."
Old Chen wiped away his tears, his face full of self-blame and heartache.
"The secret medical team arranged by the master was ambushed by the enemy's assassins while transferring you."
"Although you escaped by sheer luck, you suffered severe brain damage and have completely lost your memory."
"By the time I had settled the trust fund overseas and sent my assassins back to the country to find you, you would have vanished as if you had disappeared into thin air."
Old Chen knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
"For the past seven years, this old servant has been secretly searching for your whereabouts every moment."
"But their spies are all over China, so this old servant doesn't dare to use any overt force. He can only investigate secretly like a rat in the sewers."
"Thankfully, heaven has eyes!"
Old Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with fanaticism.
"A while ago, 'The Masked Singer' became a hit online. When I saw your figure and eyes overseas, I felt that they were extremely similar."
"But what truly confirmed your identity for this old servant was this morning!"
Lin Zhou frowned.
"This morning?"
"right!"
Old Chen said excitedly.
"This morning, you hacked into Dynasty Entertainment's overseas offshore accounts!"
"The underlying encryption code you're using is the 'Shadow Protocol,' which the master personally paid a fortune to have top hackers from around the world teach you when you were nineteen!"
"The backdoor tracking features of this code are known to no one else in the world but you and this old slave!"
Lin Zhou suddenly realized.
No wonder he felt that those extremely complex algorithms were as natural as muscle memory when he casually typed code in his study.
It turns out that the original owner of this body was not some good-for-nothing rich kid who only knew how to race cars.
He is a true prince who was chosen as the successor to a conglomerate and received top-tier elite education from a young age!
At this moment, all the logical chains are completely closed.
The original owner's forbearance.
The original owner's despair.
And there's that deep-seated hatred, buried by time.
At this moment, the soul of Lin Zhou, the transmigrator, was completely and ultimately merged with his.
"it is good."
"very good."
Lin Zhou slowly closed his eyes.
I took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer any emotion in those peach blossom eyes.
There is only one kind of extreme ruthlessness that belongs to those in power—a ruthlessness that transcends life and death.
"I accept this life that my parents risked their lives for."
"I will avenge the blood debt they left behind."
Lin Zhou walked up to Old Chen.
He reached out his hands and personally helped the old man, who had endured seven years of hardship for the Lin family and carried countless burdens, up from the ground.
"Uncle Chen, you've worked hard."
Upon hearing the word "Uncle Chen," Old Chen trembled.
Seven years of grievances and seven years of fear vanished completely with this call.
His lips trembled with excitement as he gripped Lin Zhou's hand tightly.
"It's no trouble at all! As long as the young master is alive, this old servant would gladly die a thousand deaths!"
Old Chen took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions.
He released Lin Zhou's hand.
Then, with utmost solemnity, he pulled out a small, pure black alloy box from another pocket of his butler's uniform.
"Clatter".
The box is opened.
A large, jet-black ring, with a coiled dragon engraved on its surface using a dark gold brushing technique, lay quietly inside.
Even a single glance is enough to feel the heavy, cold, and supreme aura of power emanating from this ring.
"Young Master."
Old Chen presented the black and gold dragon-patterned ring to Lin Zhou with both hands.
His voice became incredibly solemn, as if he were conducting a sacred coronation ceremony.
"This is a token of the Lin family patriarch."
"The offshore trust funds worth hundreds of billions of US dollars have all been unfrozen."
"Three thousand Shadow Assassins are stationed around the world, ready to be deployed at any time."
"From this day forward, you are the new king of the Lin family in the capital!"
Lin Zhou stared quietly at the black and gold ring.
He did not hesitate or refuse in the slightest.
Because he knew that this was not only power, but also a weapon of revenge!
He extended his right hand.
Long, slender fingers slowly reached for the cold, black and gold dragon-patterned ring.
Just as his fingertip was about to touch the metal surface of the ring.
"Drip—drip—drip—"
In my mind.
The system panel, which was originally in a dormant state, suddenly started flashing a blinding blood-red light as if it had gone mad.
An extremely sharp and piercing alarm sound exploded wildly deep within Lin Zhou's mind!
【warn!warn! 】
[A higher-dimensional destiny artifact has been detected!]
[The core memory seal has suffered a fatal blow; the defense line has completely collapsed!]
[Forced memory replay, activated immediately—]
Lin Zhou's movements suddenly stopped.
"Uncle Chen..."
He only had time to utter those two words.
His vision went black in an instant, and the whole world spun around him, dragging him into a memory abyss filled with fire and blood.