bookbashuk Chapter 5: Stealthily Infiltrating the Clubhouse and Locking Up the Criminal!
Chapter 5: Stealthily Infiltrating the Clubhouse and Locking Up the Criminal!
The high-rise corridors of Dingsheng Building are bustling with employees hurrying to and fro.
Lu Jingchen stood in the middle of the corridor, but no one could see him.
People passed by him without noticing anything amiss.
He was like an invisible, intangible mass of air to me.
He formed a hand seal with his fingertips to conceal his presence, his eyes as cold as ice.
I glanced at the office door signs on both sides of the corridor.
I know perfectly well what kind of mundane security this is.
Forget about cameras and facial recognition, even if you brought all the world's top reconnaissance equipment here.
As long as he doesn't want to be exposed, no one can catch a glimpse of him.
This is a pure case of overwhelming force.
Just then, the door to a vice president's office next door suddenly opened.
A middle-aged man with a beer belly rushed out, clutching his stomach.
I walked quickly, heading straight for the restroom at the end of the corridor.
Judging from his expression, he's about to burst.
Lu Jingchen's eyes narrowed instantly, but without moving his feet, he silently followed.
The men's restroom was quiet, with only the sound of running water.
A beer-bellied man stood in front of the urinal, humming an off-key tune.
He looked completely relaxed, unaware that someone had appeared behind him.
Lu Jingchen appeared silently behind him, his face expressionless.
She slowly raised her right hand and gently placed it on the top of the man's head.
A faint, almost invisible white light emanated from his palm.
The man shuddered violently.
"Hiss... What's going on? Why is it suddenly so cold?"
"Is the air conditioning in this crappy building broken? It's freezing!"
He was muttering curses under his breath, completely oblivious to the fact that something was wrong.
Lu Jingchen closed his eyes, his fingertips twitching with spiritual energy.
Countless images flooded his mind like a movie.
The man's whereabouts, the people he met, and the words he spoke over the past two weeks have all been thoroughly investigated.
The Soul Searching Technique is more than ten thousand times faster than checking surveillance footage or going through a phone.
I can even clearly see who this guy drank with last night and how many grilled kidneys he ate.
One particular scene instantly caught his eye.
In the video, the man is bowing and scraping as he toasts a young man.
They addressed him as "General Manager Zhao" with great obsequiousness.
The location was none other than the city's top private club – Yundian Club.
Lu Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes and withdrew his hand from the man's head.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Yundian Club, Zhao Tianyu."
"I found you."
He turned around and quietly walked out of the restroom.
The man was still humming a tune, completely unaware that he had just been thoroughly exposed.
The lobby of Yundian Club was decorated in a dazzling, opulent style that made one's eyes dazzled.
Lu Jingchen continued to use the invisibility spell, moving slowly and unhurriedly through the hall.
His eyes, like radar, scanned every corner and every person coming in and out.
They even raided the storage room behind the bar.
After searching for almost ten minutes, they couldn't even find a trace of Zhao Tianyu.
Lu Jingchen frowned slightly.
Could it be that he didn't come today? Or did he go somewhere else?
He had just turned around, preparing to look elsewhere first.
The clubhouse door was suddenly pushed open.
A burst of arrogant laughter drifted in.
A young man dressed in designer clothes swaggered in.
Her hair was slicked back and shiny, and the watch on her wrist was dazzlingly bright.
He walks like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, as if he wants to have the words "rich second generation" engraved on his forehead.
Who else could it be but Zhao Tianyu?
"I made an appointment with someone, but my friend hasn't arrived yet."
"Take me to the usual private room first, the same old rules, the best drinks."
He raised his chin and spoke to the approaching waiter.
The arrogance in his tone was almost overflowing.
The waiter immediately bowed deeply, extremely respectful.
"Yes, Young Master Zhao, this way please."
As he spoke, he led Zhao Tianyu toward a private room deep in the corridor.
Lu Jingchen's eyes instantly turned cold, and he could barely conceal his killing intent.
Without moving a step, the person had already silently followed behind.
Like a ghost, there wasn't even a sound of footsteps.
The door to the private room was pushed open, and Zhao Tianyu walked in nonchalantly.
He plopped down on the leather sofa and crossed his legs.
I took out my phone, ready to send a message to my friend to urge them on.
Just then, a barely perceptible ripple appeared in the air inside the private room.
Lu Jingchen immediately withdrew his invisibility spell, instantly revealing his figure.
He stood firmly opposite the coffee table, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Zhao Tianyu?"
When he spoke, his voice was so cold it could freeze your ears off.
Zhao Tianyu was so startled that his hand trembled, and his phone almost hit his face.
He suddenly jumped up from the sofa, his face full of terror.
"Holy crap! Who the hell are you?!"
"I didn't see you at all when I came in!"
"How did you get in?!"
As he shouted, he instinctively backed away until his back was pressed against the wall.
Lu Jingchen glanced at him up and down, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Looks like we didn't choose the wrong person."
"Heh, it's okay if you don't recognize me."
"But you should be familiar with the names Xiao Mei and Lu Qingyuan, right?"
Zhao Tianyu was stunned for a moment, then the fear on his face disappeared instantly.
Instead, their faces were filled with contempt and disdain.
He sat back down on the sofa, slowly took out a cigarette, and lit one.
He blew a smoke ring, looking completely indifferent.
"Oh, so it's that old woman I hit and killed a few days ago, and her lame girl."
"What? What's your relationship to them?"
"You've come here asking me for money?"
The arrogance in his tone was off the charts.
Lu Jingchen clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
The anger in my chest was so intense it felt like it was about to rip the top of my head off.
But his voice remained cold and steady.
"Xiao Mei is my mother, and Lu Qingyuan is my sister."
"Now, do you know why I'm here?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianyu was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed even more arrogantly.
"So it's that dead man's son."
"Kid, let me give you a piece of advice: go back and have a good talk with your sister."
"Hurry up and get that forgiveness label, and bring it to me obediently."
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what might happen next."
He flicked his cigarette ash, looking completely smug.
"Killing you two is no different to me than crushing two ants."
"Don't push your luck, understand?"
Lu Jingchen looked at his reckless behavior and slowly shook his head.
"Like lighting a light in a toilet—it's suicidal."
"Even when death is imminent, they're still putting on airs."
He took a step forward and gently clenched his right hand towards the void.
Buzz—
A clear, sharp sword cry instantly resounded throughout the private room.
A long, pure white sword appeared out of thin air beside him.
The sword gleamed with a chilling light; it was his natal magic weapon—the Wangshu Sword.
Zhao Tianyu's arrogance vanished instantly, his eyes widening like saucers.
His face was filled with utter horror, and he even dropped the cigarette from his hand onto the sofa.
"What... what is this thing?!"
"Magic tricks? You... who exactly are you?!"
Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire private room.
It was like a towering mountain, pressing down heavily on him.
He opened his mouth wide, trying to scream for help, but couldn't utter a single word.
Cold sweat poured down his face like rain, instantly soaking his clothes, and he trembled violently.
Lu Jingchen looked down at him, his eyes devoid of any pity.
"Three days."
"Three days from now, you will be tortured to death by the life-and-death curse I just injected into your body."
With a flick of his finger, a red light, almost invisible to the naked eye, instantly entered Zhao Tianyu's brow.
Zhao Tianyu shuddered violently, his eyes widening instantly.
"I will erase your memories of this period."
Lu Jingchen's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.
"You can eat and drink whatever you want these three days."
"Only when your death day arrives will you remember everything that happened today."
"In endless fear and despair, pay for my mother's life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Tianyu's body trembled violently.
His eyes instantly became unfocused, as if he had lost his soul, and he was completely dazed.
Lu Jingchen didn't even glance at him again before his figure flashed away.
He vanished into thin air from the private room without leaving a trace.
Several seconds passed before Zhao Tianyu suddenly came to his senses.
He shook his head, looking around blankly.
He reached up and touched his forehead, looking completely bewildered.
"Strange... What just happened?"
"Why am I suddenly so dizzy? It's like I've blacked out?"