Rebirth of the Scumbag and the Retribution of the White Lotus

After Lu Lingyuan and Zhao Shufang left the cafe, the car drove on the quiet night road. The two were lost in thought, and the atmosphere in the car was depressing.

Zhao Shufang leaned against the car window, eyes narrowed, and whispered, "Yang Qiming discovered us so quickly, which means the forces behind him are not simple. What do you think his trump card is?"

Lu Lingyuan held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Yang Qiming won't show up easily. He knows we're on to him, so he'll definitely set up more traps. The cafe owner obviously knows something as well, but we haven't had a chance to get him to speak yet."

"What a pity," Zhao Shufang sighed softly, a hint of resignation in her tone, "If those people hadn't suddenly barged in, perhaps we could have gotten more out of him."

Lu Lingyuan did not respond, his brows were furrowed, and he was obviously thinking about his next plan.

The car drove back to the temporary stop. After the two entered the house, Zhao Shufang walked straight to the table and placed Fan Zhen's business card and the note left by the cafe owner together.

"These two clues seem unrelated, but I have a feeling there's a connection between them." Zhao Shufang used a pen to draw several lines of connection on the paper. "Why would Yang Qiming send people to intercept us at the 'transaction location' mentioned by Fan Zhen?"

"It's simple," Lu Lingyuan took off his coat and walked to her side, his voice calm, "He's covering up something, or rather, there's something in that place that we can't imagine."

Zhao Shufang paused, then looked up at him: "So, do you think we should take the risk and go and have a look?"

Lu Lingyuan stared down at the address on the paper, his eyes gradually becoming deeper. "If we don't go, we may never be able to truly get close to Yang Qiming's core."

"Okay, that's settled then." Zhao Shufang put down her pen and stood up. "But we have to be more careful this time. We can't be unprepared like we were tonight."

Lu Lingyuan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, we won't give Yang Qiming any chance this time."

The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to turn pale, Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan were ready to leave. They chose an unassuming black car and drove quietly to the "transaction location" mentioned by Fan Zhen.

The address is located in an abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city. There is no one living around it, only a few dilapidated factory buildings that look particularly deserted in the morning light.

"This looks like an abandoned place," Zhao Shufang said, looking around after getting out of the car. "But if there really is a deal going on, it's quite concealed."

"The more such a place is, the more likely it is to be hiding something fishy." Lu Lingyuan took out a flashlight from the trunk and motioned Zhao Shufang to follow.

The two walked cautiously into the factory, one in front and one behind. Rusty iron sheets and broken machine parts were scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a damp, musty smell.

After entering the factory, they found some fresh footprints inside.

Zhao Shufang squatted down, shone her flashlight on the ground, and whispered, "These footprints were left not long ago. Someone got here before us."

"It might be Yang Qiming's people." Lu Lingyuan looked around and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

The two continued to move forward in the direction of the footprints and finally found a secret door in a corner of the factory.

Zhao Shufang raised her eyebrows. "This doesn't look like an ordinary facility."

Lu Lingyuan squatted down and carefully observed the edge of the secret door: "There are signs of opening, which means someone has used it recently."

He pushed open the secret door, revealing a narrow staircase leading to the basement.

"It seems we have found the right place." Zhao Shufang said softly, tightening the self-defense tools in her hands.

The two walked down the stairs step by step. The air became more damp and cold. There were water stains on the stone steps under their feet, and the sound of dripping water could be heard faintly.

Finally, they arrived at the basement entrance. A dim chandelier flickered, illuminating the scene inside.

The place was filled with boxes and filing cabinets, and there were maps on the wall with several locations marked on them.

Zhao Shufang walked over to the map and carefully examined the marked locations. Her eyes grew increasingly serious. "These places... seem to be related to the previous disappearances."

Lu Lingyuan opened a box, which was surprisingly filled with forged documents and cash. He sneered, "It seems that Yang Qiming is not only laundering money, but also involved in illegal transactions."

"There's something more important." Zhao Shufang took out a few photos from a filing cabinet and handed them to Lu Lingyuan.

The photo shows a group of people having a secret meeting, one of whom is Yang Qiming. Another photo shows a mysterious woman whose silhouette and silhouette look very familiar.

"This woman..." Zhao Shufang stared at the photo and murmured, "I seem to have seen her somewhere."

Lu Lingyuan took the photo and looked at it for a few seconds. His expression instantly turned gloomy. "She is the key figure behind Yang Qiming. We must find her."

Just as the two were sorting out the clues, there were light footsteps on the stairs.

"Someone is coming." Lu Lingyuan reminded in a low voice.

Zhao Shufang quickly put away the photos and documents and signaled Lu Lingyuan to find a place to hide.

Just as the two of them hid themselves, they saw several men in black coming in one after another, led by the tall man who had fought in the cafe last night.

"Search! Don't miss any corner." The tall man ordered coldly.

Zhao Shufang held her breath, gripped the tools tightly, and looked determined. She whispered to Lu Lingyuan, "Looks like we need to find a way to get out of here safely."