"Bai Feng, suspend the interrogation. You don't need to ask anything right now; someone will take over for you shortly. You just need to support from the sidelines,"
This command was entirely within Bai Feng's expectations.
Although the interrogation had just begun less than 20 minutes ago, Bai Feng could clearly feel that he was completely out of sync with Lin Mo.
Not only was he unable to judge the truth of Lin Mo's narrative, but he would often fall into shock and disbelief.
What a joke.
A dock worker from Grand Xia, who, in less than four years, had repeatedly profited on Wall Street, creating countless financial myths and legends.
Moreover, not only were these feats earth-shattering, but Lin Mo also had to play various roles, each requiring him to carefully conceal his identity to ensure he left no clues for Chen Shanhe.
Such stories, if made into movies or TV dramas, would only be regarded as the wild fantasies of a drunk screenwriter.
