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It was at this time that President Marcos's wife, along with her children, fled to Clark Air Base, and subsequently, under the arrangement of the Americans, they went into exile in Hawaii.
The Luzon government formed a provisional government, and their first foreign policy action was to target the Russian embassy.
There was only one demand: that the Russians release their former president safely.
The people of Luzon also have their own view: even if Marcos is guilty, he should be tried by the courts of Luzon.
However, the Russian embassy was completely baffled, because they had no idea about this at all. This was not a lie; they genuinely didn't know.
Now the Luzon Provisional Government is demanding that they hand over people, but what will they give them?
Despite repeated demands from the provisional government, the Russians directly rejected their request, warning them that if they persisted, they would resort to violence.
The people of Luzon are all show and no substance, all looks and no substance.
Seeing that the Russian ambassador's attitude had become extremely tough, they chickened out and dared not say another word.
But this time the Russians were truly innocent, because they genuinely didn't know what was going on.
At the same moment, Gong Kaichen and his entourage boarded a plane back to China.
The show in Luzon is over; there's no point in them staying any longer.
Now all the key points are focused on Fang Zhenhua.
The most crucial question is whether he can get Marcos to talk.
Chapter 72 120 million
Hong Kong Island, Yuen Long.
In the world-shaking case of President Marcos's disappearance, no one would have imagined that he would be in the countryside of Hong Kong Island.
Inside an inconspicuous house.
Former Luzon President Marcos slowly opened his eyes.
What came into his view was an unfamiliar environment and close surveillance.
He discovered that those mysterious figures were keeping a close watch on him, and the president had no chance of escaping.
After he woke up, someone went to inform Fang Zhenhua.
This time, Fang Zhenhua made no attempt to conceal himself and swaggered into Marcos's presence.
When President Marcos first saw Fang Zhenhua, his pupils contracted sharply, and he couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
"How could it be you?"
Fang Zhenhua had also met Marcos at the Presidential Palace, so he knew very well who the person in front of him was.
"Why not me, Mr. President? Are you surprised?"
"Why you? You...aren't you supposed to be protecting me?"
"Of course, Mr. President, you've transferred so much money to our country, so naturally we have to protect you properly. Do you know where you are right now?"
"This is Hong Kong Island. Across the river is our country, Mr. President. Do you think you are safe now?"
"This isn't the kind of security I want, do you understand?"
"Mr. President, you're too fixated on this. As long as it's safe, why worry about what kind of safety it is? Do you really think you can be president again? Don't be naive. There's no place for you in Luzon anymore."
After being hit hard by Fang Zhenhua's words, Marcos couldn't help but lower his head.
To be honest, he's no ordinary person.
Throughout the 1960s and 70s, the most common situation in the world political landscape was strongman politics.
Whether it was Misr, the location of the pyramids, or Assyria, or Babylon and other countries, there were political strongmen everywhere.
Marcos of Luzon is one of those people in this political landscape.
He fought against the Japanese during World War II, and he was a typical political strongman.
Therefore, the fact that Marcos lowered his head was enough to prove that he was completely disappointed with the current situation.
"Mr. President, you don't need to be so sad, because your family has gone to Hawaii. This must be the best news for you, right?"
Marcos quickly regained his composure.
He looked at Fang Zhenhua and asked coldly.
“You brought me to Hong Kong Island, I believe you didn’t do it without a purpose. Tell me, what do you want?”
"As expected of the President, you are indeed wise enough. Since that's the case, I won't hide anything from you. If the President wants to leave, it's actually very simple. Just tell us the passwords for your bank accounts around the world, and we will let you go."
Upon hearing this, Marcos immediately gave a cold laugh.
"Let me go? If I really tell you the password, I'll probably die right now."
"I forgot to tell you, my real identity is actually the head of intelligence, just like the CIA and KGB. Mr. President, do you think that even if you don't tell me, I have no way to find out? Don't be naive. Tell me voluntarily to avoid some trouble, don't you think?"
"I never backed down in front of the Japanese devils back then, so why would I be afraid of you today? Bring on whatever means you have. I've been president for so many years, what haven't I seen?"
Marcos may have spoken toughly, but he actually thought so too. He always considered himself a tough guy who wouldn't give in so easily.
But he forgot one thing: 40 years ago, he was just a nobody, which is why he dared to fight the Japanese devils to the death.
But after serving as president for so long, the extravagant lifestyle had long since worn away his heroic spirit.
Fang Zhenhua clapped his hands, and the imperial guards who had been following him came over.
Their methods are more numerous and more unique.
Under their manipulation, Marcos revealed all the information in less than a day.
This includes not only his Swiss bank password, but also all the passwords of banks in ten other countries, including the United States, Australia, Brazil, England, the Netherlands, island nations, Hong Kong, and France.
According to Marcos himself, he has $75 billion in savings in Switzerland and $26 billion in savings in other regions.
All of this cash totaled over 100 billion.
However, Marcos didn't really care about revealing his bank password.
He believed that given his current situation, his money was already under surveillance, making it extremely difficult to transfer it out.
But he wouldn't know that CIA officials were also colluding with Fang Zhenhua.
After obtaining these passwords, Fang Zhenhua immediately contacted Walden.
Walden took $600 million from Marcos's savings, of which he kept $100 million for himself, and used the remaining $500 million to bribe various officials.
Not only did high-ranking bank officials receive bribes, but some CIA officials also received money.
Thus, without anyone noticing, all of Marcos's assets were transferred to Panama.
There is a new company in Panama called Red Umbrella Investments.
The controlling shareholder of this Red Umbrella Investment is Yuri Orlov.
All of Marx's money was transferred into Red Umbrella Investment's account, and after some money laundering, the money ended up in a fund company in Hong Kong.
The owner of this fund company is Huo Guantai.
After receiving the funds, Huo Sheng transferred them back to China under the guise of investment.
A full 95 billion US dollars.
The $25 billion that Marcos had previously transferred out privately has now been confiscated by my country, bringing the total amount of funds to $120 billion to China.
When the top executives of domestic banks suddenly received so much money, they were all dumbfounded.
But at this time, Liu Zhongming, who had already risen to the position of vice president, summoned the bank's president and ordered him to absolutely not make a fuss about it.
Liu Zhongming then reported the matter to the highest level.
This made the old leader beam with joy, and at the meeting, he directly praised Fang Zhenhua by name.
Although he didn't say much, what he said carried great weight.
In the words of our old leader, a young cadre with exceptional abilities like Fang Zhenhua is the kind of person our Party should promote.
This single sentence seems to have already set the tone for Fang Zhenhua's future.
The old leader even said this directly when chatting with Liu Zhongming in private.
He hoped that Fang Zhenhua could take on more responsibilities, and at the same time, he hoped that Liu Zhongming could shoulder more responsibility and protect Fang Zhenhua.
The subtext of this statement is that Liu Zhongming still has room for improvement.
Chapter 73 Mr. Huo
Regent Hotel, Hong Kong Island.
Mr. Huo booked a duplex presidential suite for Fang Zhenhua here. The entire suite has an area of 7000 square feet, with a private terrace and an infinity pool, offering a magnificent view of Victoria Harbour.
Several special vehicles were dispatched to pick up Fang Zhenhua and several special forces members from Yuen Long and take them to the Regent Hotel.
Upon receiving the notification, the entire Regent Hotel immediately took it very seriously.
The hotel manager didn't know who was coming; he only knew that it was a very important person.
Three Mercedes-Benz cars pulled up in front of the Regent Hotel. The special forces members got out of the cars, and Gao Dazhuang opened Fang Zhenhua's car door.
Xiao Fang, dressed in a black suit, walked into the Regent Hotel.
The surrounding customers couldn't help but whisper among themselves when they saw this.
"Who is this? So cool!"
"I don't know!"
The hotel manager had already received Huo Sheng's notification and came personally to serve Fang Zhenhua.
He walked up to Fang Zhenhua and smiled obsequiously.
"Sir, Mr. Huo has made all the arrangements. Please follow me."
The special forces members of Wolf Fang became Fang Zhenhua's bodyguards. They were all dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses, and they looked like they were not to be trifled with.
Guided by the hotel manager, Fang Zhenhua entered the presidential suite. Four special forces soldiers stood guard outside, while the other four went into the room.
Fang Zhenhua sat down on the sofa in the presidential suite, and a short while later, there was a knock on the door.
A special forces soldier pushed open the door and spoke to Fang Zhenhua.
"Captain, Mr. Huo has arrived."
Upon hearing that Mr. Huo had arrived, Fang Zhenhua immediately stood up, straightened his suit, and quickly walked a few steps to greet him.
Mr. Huo's status was different, which was enough to attract his attention. Moreover, Mr. Huo was quite old, not much younger than his father-in-law.
Just as he reached the door, Mr. Huo walked in, and the two met face to face.
Huo Guantai's eyes lit up, and he immediately extended his hand.
"Excuse me, are you Director Fang?"
Fang Zhenhua grasped Mr. Huo's hand tightly and firmly.
"Mr. Huo, I've long admired your name. It's great to finally meet you today. Thank you for your help with the matter last time."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huo laughed heartily, his joy clearly evident on his lean face.
"Director Fang, you're too kind. It's my honor to be able to do things for the motherland. Let's go inside and talk about it."
"Mr. Huo, please."
The door to the presidential suite closed again. This presidential suite also has a small study.
Some things are not suitable to be said outside, so Fang Zhenhua and Mr. Huo went into the study after having four special forces soldiers guard the room.
As soon as he entered the study and sat down, Mr. Huo said.
“I went to Beijing last month and had the pleasure of meeting Vice President Liu. We talked about you during our conversation.”
"Oh? Mr. Huo met my father-in-law?"
"Vice President Liu has nothing but praise for you!" Mr. Huo smiled, then reached out and took the wine glass from Fang Zhenhua, taking a sip.
"But looking at it now, Vice President Liu's vision is truly remarkable! 120 billion US dollars, I wouldn't even dare to dream of it! This amount of money is extremely important for the development of our motherland."
Mr. Huo's identity was different from that of an ordinary businessman; he even later became one of the country's leaders.