Peninsula: The young master is poor and doesn't want to date.

Chapter 41 The Fake Death Plan

Li Zhengyi explained as he bought the ticket.

"It means that from today onwards, you, Lee Woo-bin, are dead."

"You fell into the sea and went missing, your fate unknown. I will bring back your belongings, such as your custom-made watch engraved with your name, to show the old man."

"Then, I will install a hidden camera in your place that can broadcast live."

"And then, we just wait."

"Let's see who's the first to break into your house, ransack your safe, and destroy your stuff."

After listening, Lee Woo-bin remained silent for a full ten seconds.

Then he almost jumped up.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Make me fake my death? What happens after that? How do I come back? What will the old man say? What if my older brother really comes?"

Li Zheng waved his hand.

"Don't rush."

"First, I didn't say you're dead, I said you're missing. Missing and dead are two different things. You can come back from being missing, but you can't come back from being dead. This is to leave you a way out."

"Secondly, I'll talk to the old man. Anyway, I'm a disobedient son who's been kicked out of the house, so it doesn't matter what I say. But the old man knows what's going on, and he'll believe me."

"Third, what if my eldest brother really comes..."

Li Zheng smiled.

"Isn't that perfect?"

"We installed cameras and filmed him going through your safe, then broadcast it live to everyone. The executive director of CJ Group, his younger brother just died, and he couldn't wait to rummage through someone's assets. What a sight!"

Lee Woo-bin was stunned.

"But...but Big Brother isn't stupid, how could he possibly do it himself?"

Li Zhengyi made a loud noise.

"Wrong. Of course he'll do it himself, because of us. Because what he wants is there."

"What is it?"

"you guess."

Li Zheng took the two tickets and looked at him with a smile.

"What do you have that your elder brother absolutely needs but doesn't dare to ask for openly?"

Lee Woo-bin frowned and thought for a long time, then his expression suddenly changed.

"Regarding the evidence against you for being framed..."

"right."

Li Zheng nodded.

"Because you were with me before you 'died.' And I was a party involved in what happened two years ago."

"My brother will wonder if I've heard something from you, or if I've obtained some evidence."

"And the most likely place to hide the evidence is your home."

Lee Woo-bin shook his head: "But I really have no evidence. I just observed over the past two years and deduced this result myself."

Li Zheng smiled.

"If you had evidence, he wouldn't have gone. It's precisely because you don't have it that he has to go and verify it."

"..."

Lee Woo-bin's mind was a little foggy.

"Wait, let me sort this out... You mean, my brother will search my house because he suspects I have evidence?"

"Yes, so we need to make him feel that you really have something in your house."

"But you just said we don't need to create evidence..."

"No, that's not necessary. We just need to make him believe it, that's enough."

Li Zhengyi used his ticket to open the ticket gate and entered the subway station.

Lee Woo-bin quickly followed.

"Wait, explain yourself clearly, how are you going to make him believe you?"

Luckily, a subway train just arrived, so I went straight in.

Because it was the first stop, the carriages were almost empty, and you could sit anywhere.

After finding a seat, Li Zhengyi slowly explained to Li Yubin.

"At your funeral, I will mourn. I will cry my heart out, cry with genuine emotion, cry so that everyone will feel that I truly considered you my brother."

"I am your own brother..."

Lee Woo-bin muttered to himself.

Li Zhengyi ignored him and continued speaking.

"Then, when I'm crying, I'll 'accidentally' let it slip."

"For example, 'Second brother, why did you save me and give me your only parachute?'"

"For example, saying that you owe me, that you know the truth about what happened two years ago, and that you have evidence to prove my innocence."

"My brother will hear these words."

"Given his suspicious nature, he would definitely think: Does this good-for-nothing Lee Woo-bin really have some evidence?"

"Then, he will go to your house."

"I'm not a piece of trash..." Lee Woo-bin retorted.

"I'm talking about how my brother sees me. If you want to prove you're not a loser, the best way is to humiliate him in front of everyone. Make him lose face."

Lee Woo-bin muttered to himself with his head down, and it was hard to hear him.

Then he looked up.

"You...you're gambling."

"Yes, we're betting he'll feel guilty."

"But what if he doesn't go?"

Li Zheng turned around and looked at him.

He will definitely go.

"If he really did what happened two years ago, he wouldn't dare let anyone know about that dirty work. Especially now, with the old man's health failing and so many eyes in the company watching him."

"He has to check in person whether you left anything behind."

"and……"

He paused.

"He's too afraid to gamble."

"If you really kept the evidence, and if the evidence falls into someone else's hands, he's finished."

"So even if there's only a one percent chance, he'll go himself, and as quickly as possible."

"He'll run away from the funeral and go straight to your house."

"At this point, you can make a spectacular 'comeback' and broadcast your home live in front of everyone."

Lee Woo-bin remained silent.

He discovered that his younger brother was incredibly shrewd and calculating.

"Then, where should the camera be installed?"

"Behind that painting in your living room."

Which one?

"That 'Starry Night,' the Van Gogh one, a copy, I bought it for 500,000."

How did you know?

"After Bae Joo-hyun contacted me, I investigated you."

Li Zhengyi said.

"And you're someone who loves taking selfies, so you know the layout of your house perfectly. The picture frame is thick enough to hide a miniature camera, angled just right towards the safe."

"The power supply is plugged into the wall, it's wireless, and it's remotely controlled. I can watch the live stream on my phone."

Lee Woo-bin swallowed.

"What else do you know?"

"I know a lot of things. For example, there's a photo of Song Hye-kyo hidden in the third drawer of your bedside table. Because she's your childhood idol, and you watched those... well, those... explicit videos of her."

"..."

Lee Woo-bin blushed.

"I...I was..."

"Don't explain, I don't care."

Li Zheng waved his hand.

"Now let's get down to business. I'm going to install the security camera tonight; you're coming with me."

"But what if Big Brother finds out?"

He won't find out.

Why?

"Because he felt guilty."

Li Zhengyi spoke with absolute certainty.

"When a person feels guilty, they become anxious. When they are anxious, they make mistakes. He only thinks about finishing quickly and leaving, without paying attention to whether there are cameras behind the picture frames."

"Even if you notice, it's too late. The live stream has already started."

Lee Woo-bin remained silent.

He went over the plan in his mind.

suspended animation.

funeral.

Mourning.

Inducement.

The eldest brother took the bait.

The live stream has been leaked.

Every step felt like walking a tightrope.

But every step he took touched on his elder brother's sore spots.