Chapter 141: 200 Billion Dollars

October 3rd.

Lin Feng and Qi Yao returned to Yanjing.

That afternoon, Qi Yao went to work.

After making a few calls, Lin Feng suddenly realized that, aside from Qi Yao, the women were all not in Yanjing.

Zhu Li went home to visit her parents, still driving that BMW back.

She'd been driving less than half a year and dared to take the highway; Lin Feng worried for her, but she arrived home safely.

Wen Keke and her brother Wen Zhu went home to see their parents.

Wen Keke is now an executive and even appeared on a video livestream as a host, seen by people nationwide.

Wen Zhu'er has also turned over a new leaf with a respectable job; the siblings feel they must go back and show themselves, earning a bit of face for their parents.

Guo Yanru and her two siblings won't be back until the 5th or 6th.

Queen Liang is on a business trip.

The Triplets haven't returned from Xiangjiang.

Shu Jingya is still over in Myanmar.

Tang Mi took a few ten‑thousands of yuan, drove that beat‑up car on a self‑drive tour.

Jiang Xiaofei and Wang Yu went back together to their home province.

Han Xiang and her daughter Song Jiaren took a commercial and went out of town to shoot it.

If I had known it would be like this, I should have stayed a few more days before coming back!

After finally getting a holiday, does it have to be spent alone?

At least Yao Yao is here; having steak together at night isn't bad!

Just as he was comforting himself, Qi Yao called and told Lin Feng that she was too busy and wouldn't be home tonight.

After hanging up, Lin Feng called Zhao Xiaoyang.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoyang is in Yanjing.

Driving his car through Yanjing's streets, Lin Feng noticed the traffic wasn't as heavy as before.

People have all gathered at tourist spots.

He arrived at the Fierce Tiger Gym without any obstruction.

Then he spent the afternoon practicing boxing.

His energy has been a bit excessive these past two days.

Seeing Lin Feng so vigorous, Zhao Xiaoyang laughed, "Brother, should I call a few girls over and go out for a night of fun?"

Lin Feng tossed the sweat‑soaked towel onto Zhao Xiaoyang's head, frowned, and said, "Don't look for those messy things out there; if you get caught one day, it'll be over."

Zhao Xiaoyang laughed, "Just kidding, brother."

After showering and changing into clean clothes, Lin Feng asked Zhao Xiaoyang, "Are the things ready?"

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded.

Then Zhao Xiaoyang drove a Land Rover to a street near the Immortal King.

It was around six o'clock in the evening, and the streetlights had already come on.

After searching a few rounds, they finally spotted the target.

Zhang Yao, wearing a red vest, still kept his head down while sweeping the street.

"Brother, this woman isn't scared at all! If it were me, I'd have already fled to the ends of the earth."

Zhao Xiaoyang said admiringly.

Lin Feng said calmly, "She is gambling; she thinks that as time passes, her chances of winning increase, but she doesn't realize that the likelihood of being caught actually grows."

"On the police side, there are plenty of personnel, and after various investigative ideas emerge, someone might latch onto a clue related to Zhang Yao."

"What should we do if we encounter such a situation?"

Zhao Xiaoyang frowned, thought for a moment, then asked.

Lin Feng laughed, "Either do as she does now—wait, and after two or three months the case will basically stall."

"Second, while she hasn't been caught yet, run far away."

"Third, commit another crime to attract the police's attention and divert their focus."

Of the three methods, actually fleeing is the safest.

After all, if the suspect isn't caught, the police's clues are merely conjecture.

If a person is taken to the bureau, interrogation and analysis of her micro‑expressions can basically confirm whether she is a suspect.

Someone like Zhang Yao, who lacks professional training, will still show cracks to experts even if she pretends to be calm.

In short, the perfect crime is to have no direct link between oneself and the case. That way, even if people know you did it, they have no way to catch you.

Zhao Xiaoyang nodded, feeling they'd learned something again.

Next, the two sat in the car smoking and chatting idly.

After a little over an hour, Zhang Yao finished work.

The other sanitation workers had all gone home, and Zhang Yao picked up her snake‑skin bag to collect trash.

Just like the last time she "found a trash can with hundreds of thousands of cash," she "found money" again.

It was also packed in a black plastic bag.

But this time, clearly, it wasn't as much as the previous.

She glanced around; no one paid attention to her.

So she put the items into the snake‑skin bag and carried them back to the cramped room.

Opening the black plastic bag, what met her eyes besides the tempting banknotes was a slip of paper on top.

The words on the paper slip were printed by a printer: "You really messed up! One hundred thousand dollars to settle your mother, and there's a cosmetic voucher below."

Seeing this, Zhang Yao's heart skipped a beat.

As expected, someone has been watching her all along.

By using her to kill Li He, her crime has become a lever in their hands.

She might never be able to escape this for the rest of her life.

If I had known earlier, I should have followed the story on that previous slip.

In that case, Li He's death would have been purely an accident, not a murder at all.

At the same time, it wouldn't have killed two innocent people.

In that case, she would have long since changed her identity with a clear conscience.

They're right—I'm really stupid!

After taking out the money, there's a beautifully printed, unnamed beauty voucher below.

The voucher says it's a member VIP voucher; holding it can offset a million dollars in beauty expenses.

It also lists various cosmetic and beauty items, including round‑trip airfare to Korea, accommodation and meals, and so on.

This isn't a beauty voucher—it's actually a cash check.

Aside from not being able to cash it out, you can enjoy services worth a million dollars.

Why would there be something like this?

It's simple—you can take it as a gift!

As long as the company issuing this voucher remains in existence, the voucher retains its value.

Converting it to cash is also simple—you can sell it at a discount to anyone who needs beauty services.

Besides beauty service vouchers, this world also has shopping vouchers, dining vouchers, travel vouchers…

Nowadays, giving gifts or cash is out of style.

Zhang Yao believes that if she takes this voucher to the issuing company to investigate, she still won't be able to find out who bought it.

The next morning, Zhang Yao resigned.

Then she topped up her mother's nursing card with enough money to last a year.

Next, she took the voucher to a certain beauty clinic, registered with her ID for the cosmetic procedure in Korea.

9 a. m. on the 4th.

Bei Yi Feng from Xiangjiang called.

He told Lin Feng that the gold had been safely transported to Xiangjiang.

Preliminary statistics show a total of over 550 tons of gold, but due to purity issues, its value is a few percentage points below the current market price, about 300 yuan per gram.

After deducting the Bei family's $1 billion and a 20% tax, Lin Feng could walk away with about $20 billion.

"Brother Bei, you guys have to keep this matter secret for me!"

After Bei Yi Feng finished speaking, Lin Feng laughed and said.

Bei Yi Feng said: "Don't worry! If you don't speak, we'll keep it secret too—only a few people know this, and it's also related to Guo Jia's confidentiality."

"Then I can relax!" Lin Feng said satisfactorily.

Bei Yi Feng added: "$20 billion—are you interested in cooperating with us on a few projects?"

Lin Feng laughed: "I'm tied up here and can't get away!"

Bei Yi Feng said: "How about this—you have Sister Yi Ren come to Yanjing in a few days to talk with you in person?"

"That would be great!"

After hanging up, Lin Feng burst out laughing.

The Bei family's receipt of $1 billion is obviously not enough for them.

So they want to cooperate with Lin Feng, using his capital strength, to make even more money.

Lin Feng didn't refuse, because cooperating wouldn't put him at a loss—it's a win‑win.