《Black Network》全部章節：第 231 章 - 第 240 章

Three days in Interrogation One had worn Arthur Penn down to something smaller than the man who'd walked in.He hadn't cracked on the first day — he'd sat with a lawyer Kenji was still quietly paying for, repeating "no comment" until his voice went hoarse. The second day, Wallace laid the mirrored transfer records out one at a time, slow, letting Arthur watch four years of his own greed reassemble itself into a single unbroken line. By the third day, the lawyer stopped showing up — word had reached Kenji's people that Arthur was a liability now, not an asset, and the retainer dried up somewhere in between.That was what finally broke him. Not the evidence. The silence from the other end of the phone.He talked for six hours straight once he started.Moss dropped Arthur's signed confession onto her desk and didn't look particularly satisfied by it."Every Singapore wire, every drop point, every bribe going back four years," she said to Wallace, who was still standing. "One clerk. Four

Wallace pushed the door open and dropped a stack of printouts on the table."Penn swiped his badge at Sector B at three-eighteen. Kenji's wire to his proxy account cleared at three twenty-one. Three minutes apart, same night, same amount down to the dollar." He spread the pages out. "It's not circumstantial anymore. It's a timeline.""Can Harrison use this?" Moss leaned in, scanning the pages."Leave out anything that touches the safehouse, and yes." Wallace tapped each document in turn. "Bank routing through Singapore, the local manager's signed confirmation, the badge swipe from our own system. Every piece of it came from somewhere we can name in open court.""Nova Truth runs the headline the second you file," Lina said. "Kenji's name goes out everywhere by morning. He doesn't get a quiet exit — not to Tokyo, not anywhere."Moss looked up at her. "Clean files only, Lina. I mean that. One piece of evidence that came from a docks meeting or a hacked server, and every defense attorney

Marcus Vance banged his glass down on the desk. "What do you mean they won't run it?""Editors killed it," his assistant said on the phone. "Rossi's admission killed the scandal. Blogs call your leak a desperate distraction.""She bought stolen codes!" Vance yelled. "She's a dirty blackmailer!""She admitted it under oath. Judge Harrison threw her intel out as inadmissible, but he kept the bank records," the assistant said. "Story's dead, Vance."Vance hung up hard, the phone clattering in its cradle. He stared at the headline on his couch: THE SWORN ADMISSION.Over at Takahashi Tower, Kenji brought his fist down on the table. "You swore that leak unfreezes the cash!""Her intel got thrown out!" Vance said, pulling at his collar."Because she admitted under oath she bought it!" the lawyer cut in, setting his folder down hard. "Harrison ruled her lead inadmissible, but he kept the bank subpoenas from the police logs! You handed him the exact reason to throw her file out and keep our mo

Sato kicked the door open, dropping his card into the drain. He pulled his collar up against the rain and headed into the alley. The Zurich drive sat in his jacket pocket. A fishing charter was waiting at the south pier, paid for in cash three days ago, under a name that wasn't his.Kenji set his phone down hard, temper flaring. "Where's Sato?!""Shift ended at ten, Mr. Takahashi," the guard stammered, backing up. "Logged out through the south exit."Kenji rushed into the staff room, kicking Sato's locker open. Empty. Uniform folded, drawer clean.Kenji snatched his jacket off the hook, yelling at the guards in the hall. "Get in the cars! Search the garage! He stole the Zurich drive!"Kenji burst into the office. "Sato ran."Ichiro looked up from his cane, voice dropping low. "You let your guard walk out with our server keys?""He bypassed checkpoints!" Kenji said, stepping up. "Knew the camera blind spots!""He was your man, Kenji!" Ichiro said, his hand cracking down on the desk. "C

Ella slapped a stack of spreadsheets onto the desk. "Gala and the auction hit the same weekend, Dominic. We're locked in."Dominic stepped away from the window, glass in hand. "Good. The council cares about votes, not Ichiro's cash. The more noise the papers make about our scholarship, the harder it gets for Takahashi to bid on that rail yard.""It's a trap," Ella said with a grin. "He tries to outbid us, the press says he's robbing dockers' kids. Foreign mob boss crushing local business.""Force him into the open," Dominic said. "How's the guest list?""Forty heavyweights," Ella said, tapping the paper. "Treasurer, two councilmen, union bosses. All coming.""Hit them with waves," Dominic said. "Scholarship first, clinic second, land bid last. Keep the press hooked.""Deeds go to the registrar at nine," Ella said, already reaching for her coat. "Takahashi's lawyers won't even see it coming."Down in the basement, Lina shoved a proof across the desk. "Sophia, are the mirrors live?""Th