"Boss, you really take care of my business," Moses Adams said helplessly as he walked out of the police station.
Jiang Hai smiled and stretched.
"Okay, you're my personal lawyer. If I don't take care of your business, whose business am I supposed to take care of?" Jiang Hai said, putting his arm around Moses' shoulders and giving him a vigorous shake, which made Moses roll his eyes.
After the fight at the warehouse, Jiang Hai and his men had been taken to the police station by the authorities.
But as the saying goes, wealth grants privileges everywhere. Before entering the station, Jiang Hai and his men had been cautious and timid, but once inside, they immediately shifted into a more confident, even arrogant, demeanor.
When the chief of police learned Jiang Hai's identity, he arranged a separate office to hold Jiang Hai and his men—an office, not a detention cell, unlike the others who had to remain in the detention rooms.
He also assigned several of the station's most patient officers to take statements from Jiang Hai and his men.
Of course, all this happened after Moses Adams arrived, and no one could argue with that.
There were no cameras in the warehouse—otherwise, Barton wouldn't have dared to steal a Greenland seal to sell last night. However, Jiang Hai's glasses had a recording function, capturing almost everything about the incident.
Following Moses Adams' advice, Jiang Hai changed his story from being a buyer to a natural animal protector. Upon discovering the number of wild animals involved, he claimed he had no intention to buy but wanted to rescue them.
Though it was a little questionable not to notify the police earlier, Jiang Hai's motives were genuinely positive.
Listening to the fabricated story Moses Adams spun, Jiang Hai almost believed it himself. But the story clearly worked in his favor, so Jiang Hai happily went along with it. Fortunately, he had never mentioned buying anything in the warehouse—there was no direct evidence tying him to being a buyer, and that was crucial.
Once the statements were taken, Moses Adams filed a formal prosecution, and the local government naturally had to act.
If these people hadn't been caught selling wild animals illegally, the US government might have turned a blind eye. But now that they were caught, jail time was inevitable. However, as Moses Adams explained, this was a minor crime—they were only accessories, responsible for guarding, not arresting.
Even in the United States, the sentence would be under five years, and if they behaved well and cooperated, they might get out in three or four years. But Patton and the beaten Fields? They were likely facing ten years or more.
For Jiang Hai, these were minor offenses compared to the real crime: the intention to kidnap and murder him.
After all, there's no shortage of excuses when someone wants to press charges. Jiang Hai was guilty of wanting to accuse someone, but who could deny he was wealthy?
After spending millions, those arrested would likely never understand why their expected three or four-year sentence suddenly ballooned into thirty or forty years. Catching wild animals was a minor crime—but offending Jiang Hai? Humph, that was a different story. Jiang Hai was no soft-hearted man. Anyone who dared cross him would be skinned alive.
The other side's lawyer showed up after learning the den was destroyed, but upon realizing Jiang Hai was a billionaire, he made a quick phone call, said a few words, and left.
It was clear: they wanted these people to take the fall. No one behind them wanted to offend Jiang Hai, especially in Massachusetts, where Jiang Hai's influence was at least equal to theirs.
Besides, Jiang Hai had more money—and most importantly, he wasn't actively seeking conflict.
If it weren't for their foolish teammates this time, Jiang Hai might have been their godsend. But after this incident, they couldn't come to him with trouble or to settle matters privately. The best strategy was to let these people take the blame and wait for things to calm down. Jiang Hai didn't mind—they hadn't wanted trouble, and he had no reason to provoke them further.
So, after appealing to those involved, Jiang Hai chose not to dig any deeper.
In fact, what he regretted most was the wild animals. He had originally planned to buy many of them.
But under the guise of protecting the environment, after the den was shut down, all the animals were taken to rescue stations. Once healed, they couldn't be returned.
They were destined to spend their lives in zoos, never to cross paths with Jiang Hai again.
"Boss, I'm starving. When are we going to eat?" Philemon, who had just appeared behind Jiang Hai, asked helplessly.
Jiang Hai waved him off and headed straight to the best restaurant in town.
By the time they arrived, Robbins-Garcia, who had received the news, had been waiting for a long time.
He knew Jiang Hai had been at the police station, but honestly, he was used to it. The first time Jiang Hai went to the police station, Robbins-Garcia had been worried, but now it was routine.
He knew no police dared to mess with Jiang Hai.
After learning Moses Adams had arrived, Robbins-Garcia made a call and continued collecting cattle—almost finished for the day.
"Boss, you really can't go a few days without stirring up trouble!" Robbins-Garcia smiled at the arriving group. He knew his boss was destined to be a troublemaker.
"Hahaha, well, what I mean is, they messed with me," Jiang Hai said, shaking his head with a smile. Although it was true, it felt a little exaggerated.
"Alright, alright, enough talk—let's eat!" Seeing the mixed reactions around him, Jiang Hai decided to drop the subject for now. Everyone entered the restaurant and started eating.
They had arrived in town before noon and hadn't eaten all day. Now, after a long day, everyone was starving.
Though the town's best restaurant was only average in taste, Jiang Hai and his friends ate with great appetite.
After the meal, Moses Adams took full charge of local affairs. Jiang Hai and his group got into the car and began driving the cattle back to the manor.
That was their real purpose for coming.
By the time the cattle arrived, it was already past nine in the evening.
The cattle weren't allowed to adapt to the pasture tonight but were sent directly to the cowshed. They would acclimate the next day.
As for Jiang Hai and his friends, everyone returned to their rooms.
However, when Jiang Hai got back, two figures were quietly waiting in his room.
Though Bernice guarded the villa strictly, she couldn't detect the presence of these "ghosts."
Darlene and Marianne, despite their good relationship with Bernice, had a closeness to Aphra that Bernice could never imagine. Every day, they would quietly open a back window or let one or two people in per Aphra's instructions when Bernice wasn't paying attention. They'd hide in Jiang Hai's room, waiting for him to return. After finishing their business, they'd slip out before dawn, leaving Bernice convinced Jiang Hai slept alone.
Tonight, when Jiang Hai returned, Hilda Leonard and Becky Hall, curled up on his bed, jumped up.
Seeing the two beautiful women, Jiang Hai smiled and took them to the bathroom first. The weather in Boston was still quite hot, and Jiang Hai needed a good bath before sleep.
What happened afterward was unclear, but with Hilda and Becky's feelings for Jiang Hai, they would give 120% to meet his every expectation—even without him asking.
The two women visiting daily were Aphra's arrangement. Bernice could barely tolerate one person staying with Jiang Hai, and two was pushing it. But with the mixed-body solution, there was hope. Besides, more people would be too obvious for Bernice.
Jiang Hai was satisfied with Aphra's careful planning.
They said the land of gentleness is the tomb of heroes. Jiang Hai never thought of himself as a hero, but this gentle place made people feel comfortable.
Most importantly, he didn't have to worry about the girls' hygiene or their status. Without any mental burden, his body and mind were fully comforted.
Such a life was truly wonderful.
The moon quietly hung overhead before slowly descending. The sun rose again, replacing the moon.
A new day arrived silently, and when Jiang Hai woke, he found no one around.
It felt unreal, but he knew what had happened on that first day was real.
At least his slightly sore waist, which sleep hadn't eased, confirmed that much.