Lind did too well; he gained recognition, and the higher-ups even intended to truly absorb him.
This made Wang Cheng, who had brought him in, feel jealous.
Lind used a batch of “funds” to dominate the casino, earning a full bucket of gold, feeling overjoyed; all his frustrations disappeared at that moment, and the casino's behind-the-scenes even formally invited him, offering him “more stable work.”
Everything was developing in a good direction.
Wang Cheng's jealousy became unbearable.
But just as Lind happily left with a briefcase full of “money,” saying he was going back to surprise his wife and children, that same night, he returned somewhat distraught.
When acquaintances asked him, he didn't answer, and without a word, he continued to throw himself into the work of earning funds and gambling.
His usual whereabouts decreased, and he was no longer in the same world as them, these irregulars.
However, Wang Cheng, who was more familiar with him, became suspicious; Lind, who used to constantly talk about his wife and children, no longer mentioned them, and he noticed that Lind did not bring back the briefcase filled with a large amount of money when he returned that night.
This was impossible.
People blinded by the casino couldn't truly give away “money”; they would only show it off, then take the money back, continuing to use it as “startup capital,” hoping to earn more.
Wang Cheng thought of something and had an ulterior motive.
So he went to Lind's residence.
…
Meow~.
The cute cat meow covered all the unpleasantness.
Lin Yilin and Zheng Fan walked out of the alley together.
“What's in the alley that can't roll and doesn't have many holes?” Zheng Fan spread his hands, “The answer obviously excludes a bowling ball.”
“The answer is a corpse,” Lin Yilin casually put the cat cat gun back into her small bag.
“You're so skilled; I was only talking about it in theory before coming here.”
“I've actually done it, a long, long time ago.”
“Wow.”
“Dadu won't care about a shot corpse, and an irregular sweeper won't be given much importance; there are countless such people in that kind of casino. But if we don't deal with him, we might have some trouble. Although the impact of a piece of trash might be very small, it's better to eliminate it.”
“Pulling the trigger can make people much more relaxed; it's a worthwhile deal,” Zheng Fan echoed.
“Yes, Illusion Mr. indeed understands better than I do.”
“Consensus achieved, our tacit understanding has taken a new step.”
“What was the last step?”
“When you told me the color of your underwear.”
“Undeniable.”
Zheng Fan and Lin Yilin did not continue to investigate; they took the subway back to Xiding Road No. 102.
Upon opening the door, Toast had already revived, but upon seeing Lin Yilin, it was no longer as lively, clearly having been traumatized.
Zheng Fan gave it a big hug, celebrating the rebirth of perfect Toast.
“My dear Toast, I'm so happy to see you; my appetite has suddenly returned.”
“Awoo!”
“But don't worry, on the way back, I ate donuts using Lin Yilin's body.”
“Awoo!”
While Zheng Fan and Toast were enthusiastically interacting, Lin Yilin focused on her phone, collapsing onto the single sofa, but her fingers were not slow at all.
“Are you mobilizing your mysterious intelligence network again?” Zheng Fan glanced over and asked.
“It's not that mysterious; it's just like asking the neighbors if they've eaten tonight, a very ordinary thing,” Lin Yilin replied.
Zheng Fan listened, but why didn't he believe it so much?
After a moment, Lin Yilin suddenly straightened her legs, raising her phone high: “Found it.”
“Hmm?”
“The force behind that nameless casino, of course, it's just a conjecture.”
Zheng Fan: ?
Just finished hearing Lind's story from Wang Cheng, tapped on her phone all the way back, and after a while, you know what's behind that casino?
Are your neighbors that amazing?
“It was a few months ago; the time Ms. Kaibisi mentioned her husband's business failure leading to bankruptcy seems to match some things in my memory.”
Lin Yilin got up and quickly went to the bookshelf by the desk, sliding her finger to find a bundle of newspapers.
“Dadu economic turmoil?” Zheng Fan saw the headline on the newspaper.
“A major gang fell, and one of the important components supporting Dadu's economy is these gangs. The life and death of those major gangs are particularly important; this is news that can be called an earthquake in Dadu,” Lin Yilin said.
“So what? What's the connection?”
“The reason why gangs have been so rampant in Dadu recently, besides Dadu and Illusion Mr. saying that the ‘folk customs are simple,’ a major factor is that the demise of that gang led to a reshuffling of power, and it's currently in chaos. Among them, Xixikeke Street, as a large Grey District, was naturally affected.”
Zheng Fan recalled his interactions with various gangs recently.
He really thought Dadu was always like this.
But it's not too far off, just an increased refresh rate for gang incidents.
“Lind's business was affected by this?” Zheng Fan said.
Lin Yilin put down the newspaper: “In the Grey District, businesses, big or small, are more or less connected to gangs. This situation is not uncommon. Many times, a seemingly legitimate business on the surface might involve various interests of underground gangs behind the scenes. It's hard for people living on the shallow surface to know this. When problems arise with underground gangs and affect that side, they haven't reacted yet, and the leeks have already been harvested.”
Zheng Fan: “Lind is such an unlucky guy.”
Lin Yilin followed up: “Mr. Lind is definitely not the only unlucky one during this period; we just happened to stumble upon the tip of the iceberg.”
“Then how did you find that nameless casino through this?” Zheng Fan brought the conversation back to the main topic.
“Knowing the layout of that major gang in Xixikeke Street, you can try to cross-reference and search. Remember the Black Scorpion Gang that dabbled in drug smuggling earlier?” Lin Yilin said.
Zheng Fan patted Toast: “I remember.”
“Their source channel originally belonged to a small branch under the Kanneitong Family. This is a gang family native to Xixikeke Street, with great power, but it collapsed and disappeared silently during the turmoil. Now the gangs in Xixikeke Street are all eating what they left behind.”
Lin Yilin picked up her phone and swiped, presumably reviewing previous intelligence: “The timing pretty much matches. At that time, I was curious and followed up, but during the period of turmoil, my foster father made me stay in the school district and didn't let me come to the Grey District, so the investigation was a bit difficult, but I still gained something.”
“It can be basically confirmed that the Kanneitong Family's rise initially received aid from that major gang; they were considered a subordinate of that major gang. When the major gang collapsed, they were also attacked. Whether due to complete collapse or hiding and evasion, Kanneitong Family members quickly disappeared after heavy casualties.”
“What were the Kanneitong Family's businesses?” Zheng Fan also followed her train of thought.
“One of their main businesses was casinos, which, of course, have now been completely divided up. And while the economic turmoil created a large number of people who lost everything, property-related Illusions also found an opportunity to invade in large numbers. It was during that time that my foster father took me to witness many such Illusions.”
Lin Yilin said, gesturing with her phone.
“How do you connect the nameless casino with the disappeared Kanneitong Family?” Zheng Fan continued to ask.
“Flesh and blood currency,” Lin Yilin said first.
Zheng Fan paused, then understood: “Missing persons… No, this is very common in Dadu. Then, it's small animals and livestock farming within the city?”
Flesh and blood currency must have a source. It's not just the people tricked into it who need startup capital; the forces behind the nameless casino also need it.
High-value currency is people, but missing people are common in Dadu and cannot be considered as clues, which is a bit of black humor.
However, for medium and low-value currency, livestock and small urban animals, it's not easy for this condition to coincide so coincidentally.
If the forces behind it grew large, this kind of problem would easily be exposed.
“Then I looked for some livestock farming routes in Xixikeke Street. I originally just wanted to follow the trail and go check, but I accidentally found a point, which basically confirmed it.”
Lin Yilin's tone was flat, as if she had done something insignificant.
“A breeding company that publicly closed down but internally still operates at a minimum level, and secretly transports livestock to the Closed Community, has been doing so for several months. And this company was originally an industry of the Kanneitong Family.”
“Digging deeper, the founder of this company was originally set up by the Kanneitong Family's third son for his amusement, but now it's being used for other purposes.”
After speaking, Lin Yilin put down her phone, her gaze silently meeting Zheng Fan's.
The perfect Toast in Zheng Fan's arms was a bit dazed.
See? Don't underestimate the intelligence network of a binary code beauty.
