Wilson actually didn’t know what had happened, so he was still trying to hide his true intentions.
But Wilson didn’t know that Yang Yi didn’t care about what he had done; what Yang Yi cared about was how widely the matter had spread, how many people knew about it, and only then could he determine whether the news could still be contained and what serious challenges he would face next, and of course, then he would know who the enemy was.
Out of envy and resentment, Wilson had gotten himself into a very complicated situation, so he was willing to eliminate the threat of Ian in the most fundamental way possible. However, what the other group of clients he mentioned would do was beyond Wilson’s control.
"You don’t know what they will do?"
"Yes, I don’t know what they will do. They only assured me that Ian will never have a chance to threaten me again. They assured that Ian will be silenced. I guess they might not... kill Ian, because any scientifically knowledgeable person wouldn’t do that, but they will definitely keep Ian under control; then I wouldn’t be in danger anymore, that’s really it."
"Give me a detailed explanation of these clients of yours. They are a group, right?"
"Then, who are they?"
Yang Yi stared into Wilson’s eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, Wilson finally spoke with extreme fear, "I really don’t know, they have always bought from me. I have no need to clarify their identities... Okay! Okay! They are the Grey-cloaked People!"
Wilson was somewhat incoherent, so he was completely unable to concoct a perfect lie that could deceive Yang Yi.
All right, the Grey-cloaked People.
Indeed, the Grey-cloaked People. From what Yang Yi knew, Europe was the traditional territory of the Grey-cloaked People. The Grey-cloaked People had a significant advantage over the cleaners in Europe, so it was the Grey-cloaked People, not the cleaners or the Cicero Family, who were collaborating with Wilson, which didn’t surprise Yang Yi.
Grey-cloaked People, indeed. Just now, when Yang Yi had fought with two individuals at Ian’s house, he had already sensed a clue. Just like people from the CIA have a CIA aura, agents from Mossad have a distinct Mossad style, and so the Grey-cloaked People also had a unique air.
This aura wasn’t very obvious, but Yang Yi could sense it, of course, only during a confrontation and only among the lower-level operatives within the group of the Grey-cloaked People. If he could distinguish the Grey-cloaked People in a crowd, then he would be truly extraordinary.
That is, the Grey-cloaked People now recognized Ian’s value, so they also wanted to secure Ian. But unlike Li Fan who had obtained the camera, the Grey-cloaked People had only received some unverified news from Wilson, so they didn’t value Ian as much.
The likelihood of the Grey-cloaked People eliminating Ian wasn’t high. Before confirming Ian’s value, they definitely wouldn’t kill him lightly, but the Grey-cloaked People had only sent two people to find Ian, after all, it was just to control a researcher and didn’t require much force.
But after these two people died in Ian’s house, there was no doubt, this matter would quickly escalate.
Fortunately, or perhaps it was worth celebrating, Wilson had given the camera to Eric. It was commendable that Li Fan had allowed Yang Yi to find Ian first.
This matter, after all, was a coincidence and Yang Yi’s fortune.
This was national fortune.
From start to finish, Yang Yi had only had a slight head start, especially at the end; Yang Yi and his group returning home a few minutes earlier had determined Ian’s fate. If Ian really was that important, truly able to change the energy landscape, then that was national fortune.
Yang Yi deeply inhaled, realizing his opponent was indeed one of the Grey-cloaked People. There was no more time to waste, and he felt fortunate that he had insisted on finding out everything Wilson knew. The risks he took were now paying off.
Yang Yi pointed at Eric, then said to Wilson in a deep voice, "Do the Grey-cloaked People know you gave the camera to him?"
Wilson shook his head and replied, "They don’t know. I would never let my clients know each other’s identities. I’m very careful about hiding my illegal transactions, and I try my best to keep the identity of everyone I deal with a secret. When the Grey-cloaked People asked who bought the camera, I didn’t say. I knew I couldn’t say, and since they believed they could get to Ian, they didn’t keep asking."
Eric couldn’t help but sigh in relief. Wilson’s words were critically important to him.
Yang Yi continued, "So you mean to say, at this point, we and the Grey-cloaked People are isolated from each other, with neither side knowing the other’s situation?"
"Yes, of course, that’s how it is. Why would I needlessly spread information between clients!"
Yang Yi started to think. He had to make a decision fast.
Wilson was connected to the Grey-cloaked People, and Yang Yi had been searching for any clues about the Grey-cloaked People. Now, he had a clue. If he kept Wilson, then he had a lead he could exploit.
However, keeping Wilson meant danger, it meant that Eric would definitely be exposed, and Eric’s exposure meant Yang Yi would be exposed, and Zhao Qiang would be exposed, so nothing would remain secret.
The early bird gets the worm.
Yang Yi hesitated only momentarily before deciding to abandon the lead on Wilson. Although he hoped to obtain clues on the Grey-cloaked People, to protect Ian and Ian’s secret, he had to give it up.
Although it was a pity, Yang Yi knew what was more important. Compared to Ian’s value, his vengeance and objectives had to be set aside.
The lead on Wilson had to be cut off completely and thoroughly. Even if the Grey-cloaked People started putting all their efforts into finding Ian at that moment, they would find nothing.
Thus, Wilson had to die.
After the Grey-cloaked People discovered that the two men they sent to Ian’s house were dead, they would definitely look for Wilson. Therefore, time was precious.
The outcome was already sealed. Yang Yi wanted to ask more, but he truly had no time left for questions.
Yang Yi glanced at Eric, who was even more anxious than he was.
There were many things he still needed to ask Eric, but not now. Yang Yi exhaled softly, then looked at Wilson and said, "Do you have any transaction records or anything? Bring them out."
"There are none! How could I possibly keep transaction records? Those are evidence of my crimes. Why would I have them?"
Yang Yi quickly subdued Wilson again and covered his mouth. He then stabbed a knife into Wilson’s thigh and, after stirring the knife slightly, whispered, "You do have them! I know you do! They’re here in your house! I don’t want to waste time searching slowly, so please hand them over now. If I’m satisfied, you can live; if I’m not, you can only die."
Wilson convulsed in pain, then desperately blinked his eyes. Once Yang Yi let go of his mouth, Wilson trembled and said, "I’ll give them to you, I’ll give them to you! Stop torturing me, don’t kill me, the things are right here, I’ll give them to you!"