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At 4:45 PM, Yang Menglu and He Yuguo stood at the entrance of Jin Ke Kaiyue, watching the last two buses arrive. They exchanged smiles and stepped forward to greet them.
"Lulu, with this harvest, we can retire now," He Yuguo whispered, unable to hide his excitement.
Yang Menglu didn't turn around as she replied, "Can we really retire?"
"True, if we retire, we wouldn't know what to do... How about we form a new team?" He Yuguo suggested tentatively.
Yang Menglu chuckled and countered, "Are you capable of that? This isn't something just one or two people can handle."
"With Linzi on board, it should work... Hey, I tell you, that kid is quite close to my distant niece. I think it would be easy to reel him in," He Yuguo said with a grin, already plotting their next move.
This time, Yang Menglu truly frowned. Recruiting people was the lifeblood of a Pyramid Scheme; methods could be extreme to pull in new members. It seemed He Yuguo was even involving his niece. She didn’t comment but shook her head slightly in annoyance.
"What’s wrong? You don’t look happy at all," He Yuguo said, standing with his hands behind his back, fully embodying the demeanor of a vice president.
"This is getting too big; I really can't feel happy about it," Yang Menglu replied, her tone tinged with unease. He Yuguo shrugged it off: "Business is all about expansion. We can't keep doing this for over a decade and still be at the same level. Those foreign bosses from a few years ago were ruthless; they would cut and run after a round and just reopen somewhere else. We should learn from their approach."
"You go ahead; I’m not interested anymore," Yang Menglu said.
"If you’re not doing this, what else can you do?" He Yuguo asked.
"Heh, I want to settle down and get married; is that so wrong?" Yang Menglu replied with a light smile, her captivating eyes sparkling as she tossed such a bold statement at He Yuguo, making him laugh heartily.
This was actually a joke within their organization. The upper management's brainwashing aimed to strip men of their shame and make women shameless. The so-called brainwashing had succeeded; members raised in this model became accustomed to deceiving others without remorse, but they could never live as ordinary people peacefully.
"What are you laughing at?" Yang Menglu asked irritably.
"I'm wondering, with so many people you've been with, including me, who are you going to marry?" He Yuguo chuckled. It seemed the two had an unusual relationship.
Yang Menglu smiled sweetly, but her eyes held a deadly glint as she leaned closer to He Yuguo. Just as he sensed danger and prepared to retreat, a sharp pain shot through his foot; Yang Menglu had given him a harsh lesson with her high heel.
"I was ruined by you all. Be careful, one day I might just take you down," Yang Menglu said fiercely.
"Let's not talk about it anymore. It's been so many years; we were young back then," He Yuguo said, frightened, quickly trying to placate her.
The car stopped, and people arrived. In an instant, the two acted as if nothing had happened, smiling as they shook hands with the guests and invited everyone upstairs. Once again, the elegant Chief Lecturer led a group of clients with graceful steps, like a butterfly flitting through flowers, guiding them onto a path of no return...
At 4:50 PM, the Police Force stationed in Tongguan began to secretly approach the Jin Ke Kaiyue office building. In this tourist city, it was easy to hide behind tourist buses. Plainclothes officers were dispatched along Hanzhong Road, Development Zone Road, and Yingbin Street. Meanwhile, the most elite raid team had already disguised themselves as staff members inside the building, waiting for the final action signal.
At this moment, Zhang Quan, who had been lying low two kilometers from the incident site, could no longer sit still. His mission from Tu Shenhao was to bring Ma Tuchui and his gang in case of unexpected support. But now that there were no surprises, these people had become a burden. As the mission time approached, he pondered for a moment before pretending to receive a phone call and then waved to his crew.
"Hey, Brothers! The Boss just called; we have a mission."
Ma Tuchui, slightly tipsy, pounded his chest and said, "What’s up? Bald Brother, you say the word and we’ll do whatever you need."
Having had a bit too much to drink and seeing someone still sipping away, Ma Ge got angry and knocked the bottle out of his hand. "Shut up and listen to Bald Brother! Time to work."
Money talks; it seemed Tu Boss's funds were quite effective. Zhang Quan changed tactics and clasped his fists in gratitude. "Thanks in advance, brothers. Tu Boss just mentioned that there are some people who owe him money and are planning to run. Let’s go catch them."
Upon hearing this, the gang burst into laughter, especially Ma Tuchui who found it particularly amusing. This was their kind of work; they were more than capable.
Without hesitation, Zhang Quan led seven or eight ruffians downstairs while contacting Lian Qiang along the way. He was responsible for keeping an eye on Big Head and Big Mouth; those two trusted aides seemed to have special tasks as well. When he reached Lian Qiang on the phone, he asked for their location and quietly told him, "Wait for me; I'll find you some help."
Hurriedly descending the stairs and getting into the car, the hideout of Big Head and Big Mouth was not far away, just a short distance from the parking lot and only a few meters from the back door of Jin Ke Kaiyue. Upon arrival, Zhang Quan pointed, and without a word, Ma Tuchui and his gang got out of the car, exuding an intimidating presence as they surrounded the two vehicles.
What was going on? Had they offended someone from that street? Big Head was taken aback.
This guy seemed familiar. Big Mouth glanced at Ma Tuchui, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
"Hey, hey, get out of the car," Ma Tuchui shouted.
"Big brother, what does this mean?" Big Mouth asked.
"I said get your ass out of the car. Can't you understand?" Ma Tuchui grabbed him by the chest and dragged him out without hesitation. Meanwhile, Big Head and two lookout buddies were bewildered. They asked Big Head if they should report this. Big Head replied that it was clear these were just local thugs; if they were police, they wouldn't be so uncivilized.
As a result, there was no report made. Big Head quickly got out, putting on a smiling face and trying to smooth things over, but he still had no idea what had provoked the Brothers.
"Those two over there... do you know Boss Tu?" Ma Tuchui squinted his eyes and barked at the two still in the car. Fearing that these drunken ruffians might act recklessly, they quickly got out and nodded vigorously, saying, "Of course we know Boss Tu."
"Then that's settled. You owe Boss Tu money and still want to run away... Do you even know who I am? Tongguan Overlord Ma Tuchui! There’s no debt I can’t collect!" Ma Tuchui shouted with bravado fueled by alcohol.
However, Big Mouth noticed Zhang Quan sitting in the car and felt something was off. He pulled at Big Head, who looked terrified as he realized something—but it was already too late. Zhang Quan stepped out with an imposing presence and said one thing: "Stop wasting time with them. Beat them up and search them... take their car."
With that command, Ma Tuchui's gang proved they were not just talk; they threw punches straight to noses with a loud crack that drew blood. A kick to the groin left one man writhing in pain; those who dared to resist were met with belts and clubs drawn from their pockets, mercilessly beaten until four men were rolling on the ground, crying for mercy.
The Black Society operated smoothly; their actions were swift and decisive, leaving no one daring to question them. They took the car keys and phones away while Zhang Quan directed his thugs to shove the four men into another vehicle that already had people inside. He casually mentioned they were his brothers and handed a stack of cash to Ma Tuchui for arrangements before urging everyone to get back quickly—police would be coming soon, but Boss Tu would handle it; it was none of the Brothers' business.
Ma Tuchui was immensely grateful for this help. With a whistle, his gang piled into their cars and sped away in a cloud of smoke.
This operation was so quick it left Lian Qiang in awe. He had been worried about how to quietly deal with these few troublemakers when unexpectedly everything was resolved so efficiently. Before Lian Qiang could even process what had happened, he pulled Zhang Quan aside and said, "Hey, hey, 3326, are you out of your mind? Is this how arrests are made?"
"The Police Force is lacking; how can they operate effectively? Besides, they're much more efficient than you guys," Zhang Quan replied.
It was indeed flexible enough; who would dare to be so ruthless when the police were out to catch someone? The four individuals huddled in the back of the SUV all bore expressions of pain, their heads bloodied. Zhang Quan jumped onto the vehicle, turning his head with a fierce glare. The others, clutching their handcuffs, instantly understood what was happening and looked on in terror, trembling uncontrollably.
"Big Head, Big Mouth, we’re brothers here. Let’s call it even. Now I’m giving you a chance to redeem yourselves... Tell me, who sent you here? Who were you waiting for?"
Zhang Quan asked directly. At this point, he believed only someone of considerable status could orchestrate such a setup. Two vehicles were involved: a Toyota and a Buick. Following the organization’s driving protocol, this was not something ordinary people could manage.
"Not going to talk, huh? Just take a look around; do you think anyone is getting out of here today?"
Lian Qiang cuffed the four of them. Through the foggy car windows, they could see that reinforcements had arrived. From an extended bus, people were pouring out like dumplings being dropped into boiling water. As soon as they got off, they rushed through the back door into the building. After hesitating for a few seconds, when the handcuffs were secured, Big Mouth broke down and exclaimed, "I’ll tell you! It was Boss Jia! Boss Jia told us to wait here!"
"Which Boss Jia?" Zhang Quan pressed.
"Jia... Jia, I don’t know her full name! Just that woman, she’s related to Boss He!" Big Mouth explained with a pained expression.
Jia Fangfei?
Could Boss Jia be her?
Zhang Quan's heart raced as he jumped out of the car and quickly dialed Team Leader Ye’s number to report this new development…
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At 4:50 PM, Xiao Mu stood before the mirror and heard a soft knock at the door. He casually called out, "Come in."
As he spoke, his face transformed into a solemn expression. The reflection staring back at him felt somewhat unfamiliar; his once unruly long hair was now neatly cropped short. The carefree expressions he used to wear had become multifaceted. In a daze, Xiao Mu struggled to accept this change within himself.
Whenever someone arrived, he instinctively donned the expression of "General Lin." It was finally time to step onto the stage for his last performance. He wasn’t worried about that; what troubled him was how he would cope after it was all over.
The sound of high heels echoed as Xiao Mu's ears perked up in surprise. It wasn't Jia Fangfei; it was someone else. Jia Fangfei's heels were crisp and hurried, while the footsteps approaching now were soft and elusive, suggesting more than one person.
He didn't turn his head, so Yang Menglu, who had just entered, caught sight of him in the manager's office restroom, poised and spirited—perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him Lin Zong?
"Are you not going to turn around and see who it is?" Yang Menglu asked.
"Listening carefully is enough; there's no need to look," Xiao Mu replied.
The two often exchanged words laced with sharp wit, but at that moment, it seemed Yang Menglu could no longer contain herself. She stepped forward quickly into the restroom, closed the door behind her, and leaned against it, regarding Xiao Mu with a strange look. From the mirror, he could see the graceful figure of Yang Menglu, her face adorned with a smile. He chuckled and asked, "Are you trying to seduce me? Or is there something else on your mind?"
Their flirtation had been ongoing for quite some time. Xiao Mu was unrestrained, while Yang Menglu maintained an air of composure. She stepped closer and lowered her voice to tell him, "Trust me; we need to leave quickly."
As she spoke, she slipped a card into his hand. Xiao Mu's eyelids flickered in surprise; he stared blankly at the card and asked, "What does this mean? Are we eloping?"
"Sure, but there's only a hundred thousand on this card. You might not be able to afford me," Yang Menglu said playfully as she affectionately brushed his forehead. She softly warned him, "You can't be that naive; the charade is about to end. If you don't leave now, you'll truly become the mastermind."
Xiao Mu was bewildered. Looking at her, she didn't seem like someone from a police organization at all. Yet he dared not reveal which organization he served. The sudden turn of events left him stunned as he awkwardly asked, "Is there still time to leave?"
"There is... but soon it will be too late. Take the elevator down to the basement level and exit through the underground parking lot... I'll wait for you," Yang Menglu whispered like a mosquito. Before she could finish her sentence, they heard knocking followed by the door opening. Seizing the opportunity, Yang Menglu planted a heavy kiss on Xiao Mu's forehead before opening the restroom door.
Jia Fangfei stepped in just then and gasped in shock at the sight of the awkwardly positioned man and woman in the restroom. After a moment of surprise, her expression shifted to one of anger.
"What are you... what are you doing?" Jia Fangfei demanded fiercely, glaring at Yang Menglu like a protective hen as she stepped between them.
Yang Menglu smiled calmly and replied, "Well, whatever you think we should be doing is exactly what we're doing."
"Get out... shameless!" Jia Fangfei shouted angrily, pointing toward the door.
Yang Menglu smirked slightly and looked at her with disdain. "Neither of us has any shame here; who are you to say otherwise?"
With that, she slammed the door behind her as Jia Fangfei's face turned pale with rage. Turning back, she snatched the card from Xiao Mu's hand and asked suspiciously, "What did she say to you?"
"She said..." Xiao Mu looked at Jia Fangfei with uncertainty, unable to grasp their relationship clearly. After mumbling for a moment, he finally stated plainly, "She said she wants to elope with me."
"Haha..." Jia Fangfei laughed heartily, as if she had just heard a hilarious joke, tears welling up in her eyes. Between laughs, she told Xiao Mu, "Do you know how old she is? Old enough to be your mother. Do you know how old her son is? About your age... Do you know how many men she's been with? Probably as many as the people in today's meeting room... Eloping, haha..."
For some reason, this made Xiao Mu feel extremely awkward. He looked at Jia Fangfei with a hint of pity. After all, they had shared intimate moments; despite his disdain for her deceitful actions, the thought that she would soon be taken away by the police made him feel a twinge of shame, as if he had deceived a woman's heart, even if she was a con artist.
This overwhelming shame led Jia Fangfei to misunderstand him. She increasingly believed that Xiao Mu and Yang Menglu were involved, and her expression turned slightly bitter. Unable to hold back, she laughed so hard that a few tears escaped, wiping her nose as she turned her face away to hide it.
"Come with me," Xiao Mu called out, pulling Jia Fangfei into the restroom. Once the door was shut, Jia Fangfei misunderstood again, thinking he intended to do something inappropriate. Angrily pushing him away, she scolded, "What are you thinking at a time like this?"
"I... you better listen carefully. If you keep throwing tantrums, you won't even know how you died... Look at this!" Xiao Mu whispered fiercely, then held up his phone and slid the cover aside to reveal listening equipment. Jia Fangfei's expression changed instantly as Xiao Mu tossed it into the sink and turned on the faucet, extinguishing the flickering light. She was frightened and clutched Xiao Mu's arm tightly, asking, "What’s going on?"
"This woman is working for the police; she sold us out," Xiao Mu said casually, splashing dirt on Yang Menglu.
"What? That's impossible! She got into this business before my uncle did," Jia Fangfei replied.
"Who’s your uncle?" Xiao Mu asked.
"He Yuguo," Jia Fangfei answered.
"Then let me ask you, does she have access to the money being collected?" Xiao Mu inquired.
"Not really..." Jia Fangfei hesitated but quickly realized and uncertainly added, "Maybe she does. I handle the transfers; I wash it once before distributing it again. I’m not sure who’s operating from above."
"Then that’s it. She sold you out and took the money; what if she's in cahoots with someone behind the scenes?" Xiao Mu proposed an irrefutable theory that couldn't be proven.
At that moment, Jia Fangfei began to doubt him. She looked at Xiao Mu suspiciously and asked, "Who... who are you really? Are you called Lin Musheng?"
"Probably not, just like you're not really called Jia Fangfei," Xiao Mu replied with eyes as deep as water.
That affectionate gaze lost its effect and frightened Jia Fangfei into opening the door to leave. Xiao Mu called after her from behind, "Think carefully; the first person to expose the lies will be beaten up by a crowd. There are hundreds of people gathered now; do you think you General Managers can handle it?"
The sudden fright made Jia Fangfei tremble all over as she returned, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Xiao Mu. She leaned against the door, covering her face, unable to cry. The thought of something going wrong at this moment was too terrifying to imagine.
Suddenly, she fixed her gaze on Xiao Mu like a crazed little wolf ready to pounce, fiercely demanding, “Who exactly are you?”
“It doesn’t matter who I am; what matters is that we might have genuinely liked each other at some point… Do you trust me?” Xiao Mu replied, looking at Jia Fangfei. He suddenly understood the significance of a man to a woman; that invisible responsibility was crucial, distinguishing a person from a beast in the most intuitive way.
Unfortunately, Xiao Mu felt that letting her fend for herself was not something a decent person would do.
Jia Fangfei’s expression softened. She said despondently, “Trust you? Do you really think I’m foolish? Yang Menglu is not so cheap as to be anyone’s wife, nor could she possibly be a police officer.”
“But that doesn’t rule out the possibility that she sold us out. She had me bring the listening device into the venue. I fear we might not be leaving here today… I’m not a police officer. Let me ask you again: do you still trust me? If there’s danger, I will help you, not harm you.”
Xiao Mu spoke earnestly, gazing deeply into her eyes.
A woman’s heart is always soft; even if he were a conman, in this moment of uncertainty, Jia Fangfei had no choice but to nod. Regardless of the terrifying consequences of being caught in a lie or being arrested by the police, anyone would wisely choose the latter. She nodded, and Xiao Mu whispered a few words in her ear. Then the situation began to change rapidly. Xiao Mu took a towel and bound her hands, directly tying her to the side of the toilet while searching her body and taking away several bank cards.
This girl was sharp; she had hidden her wealth in her stockings and at the tops of her thighs. After taking what he needed, he went out to look for tape and returned inside.
By the time he left, Jia Fangfei was securely bound, her mouth sealed shut, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at him. With a heavy heart, Xiao Mu closed the door behind him and left. He calmly ascended to the next floor and exited the elevator, waving to greet incoming clients, receiving thunderous applause in return.
At that moment, he discreetly pressed the signal.
The Police Force began to seal off the elevators and floors one by one. Undercover agents below the 22nd floor swiftly rushed upstairs towards the finance office to control the remaining personnel, centered around Jin Ke Kaiyue. They dispatched buses and minibuses from the Police Force with full power heading straight for their target.
Meanwhile, on the basement level of the parking garage, after Yang Menglu stepped out of the last elevator just as it displayed "Under Maintenance," a group approached her and blocked her path.
“I want to speak directly with Captain Zhong of the Anti-Smuggling Team,” Yang Menglu stated.
“I am he. Thank you for reporting your findings; where are the items?” A man stepped forward from the crowd.
Yang Menglu handed over a mobile phone to the other party. Captain Zhong browsed through the information: accounts, lists, operational models, the names of various General Managers, the number of downline members developed, and the approximate amount of money collected. He tucked it away with a look of delight and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's no trouble. I've been severely harmed by Pyramid Schemes in my life... I just hope to see them face a fate worse than mine. Captain Zhong, it's time for you to fulfill your promise," Yang Menglu replied.
"Given the significant reporting clues you've provided, and as long as there are no other criminal activities confirmed, the task force will not pursue your criminal liability... Please." Captain Zhong stepped aside.
Yang Menglu hurried towards a red domestic Xia Li sedan. The old, worn-out car was hardly fitting for her elegant demeanor, but at that moment, she couldn't care less. She quickly got in and drove away from the parking lot. Outside the parking lot, two SWAT armored vehicles started their engines, blocking the last exit as the Xia Li car departed...
At 5:10 PM, the Tongguan Action Command Center reported that the encirclement was complete.
The Provincial Capital Task Force issued immediate action orders. Across ten cities in the province, thousands of action teams headed towards their designated targets simultaneously...
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