He entered the study.
Song Qingquan didn't even call him "Brother Lin," which meant something was up. He could tell there were several people with Song Qingquan.
"President Song, go ahead."
Song Qingquan said, "Young Master Lin, Wan'er had someone deliver the dish you made to my father. He ate it at noon. Could this have any side effects?"
Lin Chen replied, "No, absolutely not. If there were any side effects, I would have warned you in advance."
"President Song, I'll come over right away."
"Before I arrive, could you refrain from touching Old Song's body?"
Song Qingquan glanced at Song Shize.
The call was on speaker, so Song Shize had heard Lin Chen's words.
Song Shize said, "Young Master Lin, I'm Song Shize. I promise I won't touch my father's body before you arrive."
"But with the heat, we need to place his body in an ice coffin."
Lin Chen replied, "That's fine."
After hanging up, Lin Chen muttered to himself, "Song Wan used Song Qingquan as her pawn, my dish became the catalyst, and now Song Shize, as Family Head, failed to properly care for Old Song after his sudden death."
"A perfect three-birds-with-one-stone."
Lin Chen went to the living room and called out, "Qianqian, stop what you're doing. Come help Dad pack the suitcase. We're going on a plane!"
"Daddy's taking you on a long trip."
The bump on Lin Xiaoqian's forehead hadn't healed yet. Massaging her forehead allowed Lin Chen to gain a lot of experience in ancient medical techniques.
With time running out, he didn't have time to take her to her grandparents' place.
Old Song was dead, his body still lying there.
"Okay!"
Lin Xiaoqian ran happily toward Lin Chen.
Lin Chen pulled out a suitcase, carefully packing things for Lin Xiaoqian. Children required a lot of items for travel, and he didn't know how long this trip would last.
Five minutes passed.
A system voice chimed in Lin Chen's mind: "Host, Lin Xiaoqian helped you pack the suitcase. System Space has increased to 2,000 cubic meters."
Lin Chen froze.
"System, what's the rule for this increase?"
"Host, System Space increases not by time but by instance, each time adding 1,000 cubic meters. There are one to three upgrade opportunities per year."
"Deliberate attempts won't trigger these opportunities."
Lin Chen checked his System Space.
The space had doubled in size—awesome!
1,000 cubic meters was already substantial. Now it was 2,000. In the future, his System Space could grow even larger.
The System Space was his trump card!
While his skills, including the Tai Chi Secret Art, weren't particularly extraordinary, the System Space was truly extraordinary.
Knowing how crucial and dangerous it was to reveal, Lin Chen had rarely used it.
"One to three times a year, averaging two, in five years the System Space could reach over ten thousand cubic meters."
Lin Chen clicked his tongue in awe.
Ten thousand cubic meters could easily hold a hundred thousand small drones. If released all at once, they'd blot out the sky.
"Daddy, aren't we taking Mommy with us?" Lin Xiaoqian asked in her sweet, childish voice.
Lin Chen crouched down to pack. "Mommy's busy. Qianqian, if you want to bring any toys, hurry and get them."
"We need to pack quickly and leave."
Lin Xiaoqian hurried off to grab her toys.
Lin Chen called Xu Mengyao. "Honey, I'm taking Qianqian to the Imperial Capital. Old Song died suddenly."
"Ah?" Xu Mengyao was taken aback.
"Honey, we should send someone to pay our respects to Old Song, but does it have to be this urgent?"
"Old Song ate food I cooked before he died."
"Song Wan sent it to him."
Xu Mengyao's expression changed.
"Honey, I have a bad feeling about this."
Lin Chen replied, "If you feel something's wrong, then there's a ninety percent chance something is indeed wrong."
"I'll explain later. We need to leave immediately."
The moment Lin Chen hung up, his phone rang again. It was an unknown number. Fraud calls never got through to him, so he answered.
"Mr. Lin, I'm Old Song's lawyer. I need to see you."
"Old Song left a will."
Lin Chen asked, "Is the will for me?"
The lawyer replied, "Mr. Lin, the will isn't solely for you. However, Old Song instructed that if he died within half a month, you should see it first."
"Old Song made the will three days ago."
"The will is sealed, and I don't know its contents. Old Song gave me your phone number."
Lin Chen pondered. Being drawn into this, Old Song's will was likely a bargaining chip for him.
"I'll head to the Imperial Capital right away."
"Very well, Mr. Lin. Please come to Tianding Law Firm."
"Understood."
Lin Chen hung up and quickly departed with Lin Xiaoqian.
Xu Mengyao messaged him, saying she had requested a temporary flight path. Her private jet could take them to the Imperial Capital.
Even if a private jet malfunctions, it's generally not a major problem as long as it's not flying over the sea, given the abundance of parachutes on board.
An aircraft attack?
If the flight were to a remote region like Xinjiang, such a scenario couldn't be ruled out. But in the bustling airspace of the eastern regions, it's highly unlikely.
Lin Chen and his group hurried to the airport.
The plane took off quickly.
*I need to stock more supplies in my System Space in the future—parachutes and various survival essentials.*
Lin Chen thought to himself.
He would undoubtedly travel abroad again. If the plane were to crash over the ocean, he needed to ensure he could survive after bailing out.
Food can be preserved for extended periods in the System Space, so he should definitely stockpile it. If he were stranded at sea, he'd also need a boat.
The System Space now has two thousand cubic meters of storage. A twenty-meter yacht wouldn't take up much space, and the interior of the yacht could also be used for storage.
*I've only designed small drones so far. I'll need to build a few large, manned flying machines later.*
*I also need to store more fuel, batteries, and other essentials in the System Space.*
Lin Chen pondered carefully.
He had to prepare for the worst-case scenario.
For instance, if their plane were to crash in the depths of the ocean, they'd need supplies to last them at least three to five years.
"Daddy, what are you thinking about?"
"You're frowning. Let me smooth it out for you."
Lin Xiaoqian's small hands reached up to touch Lin Chen's eyes.
Lin Chen snapped out of his thoughts, kissed her cheek, and smiled. "Daddy's just thinking about some things. Don't worry, I'm fine. You know I'm Superman, right?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"Daddy's the strongest!" Lin Xiaoqian declared loudly with a grin.
Lin Chen smiled. "Qianqian, the plane's climbing right now, so we can't play other games. I'll keep giving you math problems, and you can answer them out loud, okay?"
"Okay!" Lin Xiaoqian nodded.
She had a strong interest in math.
On the way to the airport, Lin Chen sang a few children's songs with her. For the rest of the time, he drove while giving her math problems to solve.
He had reached the Grandmaster level in mathematics quite some time ago. While still at that level, his skills had improved significantly since his initial promotion. If ranked globally, he'd undoubtedly be in the top three.
***
Xu Family.
Xu Guofeng called Xu Mengyao.
"Mengyao, I just got the news. Old Song has passed away."
Xu Guofeng said with a grave expression.
He had just finished a meeting when he received the news.
"Dad, I heard too," Xu Mengyao replied. "Lin Chen has already taken Qianqian to the Imperial Capital with him."
Xu Guofeng looked puzzled. "He left already?"
Hesitation flickered in Xu Mengyao's eyes.
Finally, she couldn't help but say, "Dad, Lin Chen messaged me asking me not to tell you yet, to avoid worrying you. But I'm really worried about him."
"Did they fly there? Don't worry, even if the plane malfunctions, Lin Chen can parachute out with Qianqian," Xu Guofeng reassured her.
"Dad, that's not the point."
"Song Wan sent a dish to Old Song," Xu Mengyao said.
Xu Guofeng's face darkened. "Old Song passed away shortly after eating it?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Xu Guofeng exclaimed anxiously. "This is no trivial matter. If I'd known earlier, we could have brainstormed solutions together."
"Lin Chen just didn't want to worry you unnecessarily," Xu Mengyao replied. "Besides, you probably wouldn't have any solutions even if you knew."
Xu Guofeng frowned deeply.
The Xu Family was quite powerful, but in this matter, they truly couldn't think of a good solution. The Song Family's influence far surpassed theirs.
"Dad, Lin Chen will handle it," Xu Mengyao said. "If he didn't have confidence, he wouldn't have taken Qianqian with him."
Xu Guofeng breathed a sigh of relief. That made sense. If Lin Chen felt the situation was too dangerous, he would have definitely sent Lin Xiaoqian to their home, no matter how anxious he was.
Two hours later, the plane landed safely.
Tianlang had arranged for someone to pick him up. Two men were waiting in the car, and it was highly likely they were armed.
"Mr. Lin, where are we going?" the man in the passenger seat asked.
They had introduced themselves earlier. This man was Liu Feng, and the driver was a young man with a buzz cut named Cheng Xiaojun.
"First to Tianding Law Firm," Lin Chen said. "As long as it's safe, drive a bit faster."
"Got it," Cheng Xiaojun nodded.
Traffic on the highway was light at this hour, so Cheng Xiaojun increased the speed to around 150 kilometers per hour.
This was clearly speeding, but the car was registered for special circumstances, allowing it to exceed the speed limit in emergencies.
Tianding Law Firm was located on the roadside between the airport and the Song Family. After about half an hour, Lin Chen and the others arrived.
"Mr. Lin, Old Song's will is sealed. As per his instructions, it will not become legally effective for another half a month," a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties told Lin Chen.
"We have 24-hour high-definition surveillance here. Since the will was sealed, no one has touched it."
"Mm."
"Bring it out."
"And give me a copy of the relevant surveillance footage as well," Lin Chen said.
"Certainly."
Under the joint witness of several people, the lawyer retrieved the will, which was stored in a metal box. The box was sealed with a tamper-evident seal; breaking the seal would destroy it.
"Take detailed notes," Lin Chen instructed. "But don't film the contents of the will for now."
"Understood."
The lawyer nodded. Some of them recorded the proceedings, while the two National Security agents also kept their own records. Another person held Lin Xiaoqian.
Lin Chen tore off the seal and opened the box. Inside was a white envelope containing Old Song's will.
Lin Chen took out the letter inside.
"Young Friend Lin Chen, I apologize for the trouble."
"If you're reading this, it means I've been dead for a while. I trust your medical skills, so my death must have been suspicious."
"The Song Family's assets, both at home and abroad, total around three hundred billion. I still hold about sixty percent of this."
"Half of that sixty percent is yours. As for the remaining fifty-five percent, please distribute it based on the performance of Shize and the others."
After reading the letter, Lin Chen was almost disbelieving.
Old Song had actually made such arrangements.
"Half of three hundred billion is fifteen billion. What a generous amount," Lin Chen marveled.
Old Song had entrusted him with distributing his remaining assets.
This weight of trust was immense.
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