Chapter 615: A Desperate Escape

Book Chapter 615: Bank and the Female Bathhouse (Update 3)

Zhou Caijian is a well-known ‘Big Brother’ in the area—a born-and-bred local of Magic City. Lin

He started as a spirited guy who’d been in and out of jail, and has now evolved into a businessman owning entertainment venues and other economic enterprises worth over a hundred million.

Now, Zhou Caijian stands at the dock, watching two of his henchmen load five large suitcases onto a yacht.

He isn’t setting out for a cruise; he’s on the run.

From the moment Jinjiang Amusement Park was locked down by the Armed Police, Zhou Caijian knew trouble was coming.

Every suitcase is packed with cash and jewels.

These are all he can take with him before his escape.

For the sake of his life, Zhou Caijian has no time for his wife and children.

He knows all too well that if he gets caught, there will be only one outcome… death!

His henchmen haul the heavy suitcases onto the yacht before Zhou Caijian can even board.

At the dock, a convoy of vehicles barrels in.

A handsome young man, flanked by a group of men in black, steps up to the pale-faced Zhou Caijian.

“Zhou Caijian?”

Xiao Yu eyes the middle-aged man coldly, pulling out a cellphone and a key. “These belong to you, right?”

Zhou Caijian’s body starts to tremble.

His two henchmen didn’t even get a chance to flee.

They had long ago been cornered by a volley of dark, pointed handguns…

“I don’t want to waste time with chitchat.”

Xiao Yu examines Zhou Caijian intently. “Tell me, who are you working for?”

How can he be so sure that this Zhou Caijian isn’t the mastermind behind the Anxiety Formula?

There are three reasons.

First, his opponent doesn’t have the capability to construct an Anxiety Formula inside Jinjiang Amusement Park.

Second, not everyone dares to torture—or even kill—another person.

Third, even if you gave his adversary a hundred balls of courage, he still likely wouldn’t risk building an Anxiety Formula.

“I…”

Zhou Caijian hesitates, just when he’s about to spout some empty words.

Wang Dong steps forward and swings his leg.

Thwack!

A powerful kick smacks Zhou Caijian in the face.

Zhou Caijian collapses to the ground.

“Can’t you understand a word I’m saying?”

Irritated, Wang Dong draws his sidearm and points it at Zhou Caijian’s head, cocking it. “I’ll count to three. One, two…”

“I… I said…” Zhou Caijian shrieks.

Xiao Yu chuckles.

He has to admit, sometimes straightforward brutality works wonders.

Wang Dong’s temperament is a lot like that of Zhao Changshan from the Criminal Investigation Team.

Both favor a head-on approach, charging in without hesitation.

It’s not that they lack brains; they just excel in physical might.

In the military, they’d be generals rather than marshals.

For a full three hours…

Xiao Yu and Wang Dong exit the Interrogation Room.

Zhou Caijian is indeed in charge of Magic City’s Anxiety Formula.

His job is to keep the Anxiety Formula running smoothly.

He earns an annual fee of ten million.

The Anxiety Formula has been in existence for six whole years.

During these six years, nearly thirty people have died within the Anxiety Formula.

Each year, five individuals are ushered into the facility for… escape.

Yet, in all these years, only one person managed to break free.

That person is the suspect, Yuan Junda—the victim initially discovered by the police and National Security.

As for who truly built the Anxiety Formula, Zhou Caijian hasn’t the faintest idea.

Back then, when his contact located him, the man appeared right at his doorstep.

Wearing a hood, he kidnapped Zhou Caijian’s wife and children and threatened him into compliance.

That man seemed unnervingly familiar, as if he knew everything about Zhou Caijian.

He even had evidence of Zhou Caijian’s past crimes.

Either work for this man and earn ten million a year…

Or see your whole family perish—there was no alternative.

Surely, any normal person would know what choice to make, right?

So why didn’t he call the police?

Zhou Caijian feared that if he did, his criminal records might end up in the hands of law enforcement.

In any event, death was inevitable.

What had he done in the past?

Drug trafficking!

Even though he knew that managing the Anxiety Formula was bound to end in disaster sooner or later…

Zhou Caijian had no choice but to obey.

Though he is recognized as the manager of the Anxiety Formula…

the people in charge of the machine room and monitoring center were all chosen by his employer.

Zhou Caijian was only responsible for capturing those whom his boss designated.

Xiao Yu and Wang Dong headed to the Imperial Capital, provoking their adversaries through advertisements.

That Rubik’s Cube was sent over by the enemy.

It was also he who instructed Zhou Caijian to bring Xiao Yu from Jinjiang Amusement Park.

The method of communication was even simpler—WeChat.

Using WeChat for criminal activities? Not afraid of getting caught?

In reality, there’s nothing to worry about.

For standard chats—without red packets, tips, or transfers—real-name verification or complete identity details aren’t required.

… … … … … Please shower me with flowers … … …

On some trading websites, you can even purchase pre-registered WeChat accounts.

As for how the adversary sends money each year…

they use a so-called ‘virtual cryptocurrency’ that can be converted into cash through specialized trade platforms.

But one thing is certain.

The Anxiety Formula has existed for six years.

And as for which iteration of the manager Zhou Caijian is, no one really knows.

Then National Security launched a full-scale investigation.

Technicians discovered that someone had connected directly to the Anxiety Formula’s internal network online, transmitting daily surveillance footage outwards.

The footage was sent… overseas!

At the same time, tracing the networks of the Anxiety Formula, Jinjiang Amusement Park, and that particular WeChat account Zhou Caijian was using… all trails went cold.

…… …….. 0

At this point, both Xiao Yu and Wang Dong were utterly baffled.

How could everything be erased so cleanly?

Or perhaps their enemy had long anticipated this moment of exposure?

Had all the arrangements been made in advance?

……

Inside a hotel.

“When things go off track, there’s always a hidden culprit.”

Wang Dong puffs on a cigarette as he glances at Xiao Yu, who is deep in thought. “I have a bad feeling about this case.”

“I know something’s off too,” Xiao Yu replies.

Xiao Yu looks up and asks his older brother, “But what exactly feels wrong?”

Wang Dong is at a loss for words.

“It just feels like…”

Xiao Yu asks, “If you were invisible, would you break into a bank or a female bathhouse first?”

Wang Dong: ???

“What are you talking about?”

“Didn’t you catch that?”

Xiao Yu is dead serious. “We are that invisible man right now.”

Wang Dong still looks utterly confused.

“Do you remember where this case started?”

Xiao Yu poses yet another odd question.

“Of course—it started in the Capital…”

Wang Dong blurts out, then stops suddenly. “The Capital?”

“Yes, exactly. The Capital and Magic City are like a bank and a female bathhouse.”

Xiao Yu says coldly, “We chose the female bathhouse… No, it wasn’t our choice—it was chosen for us!”

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