Sister-in-law comes for treatment

Chapter 1039 What is the target of the scam?

Leng Shan stood looking up at the four characters "Qingshan Apartment" on the gate, then shifted his gaze to the high-rise building.

This is a 24-story building with two characters written on the top: Green Mountain.

Then I looked back across the street and saw a villa community full of three-story buildings.

He still felt that the other Lan should live in a villa community.

The head of a fraud ring must have assets worth at least hundreds of millions.

How could someone like that possibly live in an apartment building?

Upon entering the courtyard, one can see various vehicles parked inside.

There were about a dozen cars, including vans, seven-seater commercial vehicles, and a few small cars, all of which appeared to be low-end models.

The yard is mostly filled with electric bikes, motorcycles, and tricycles.

I glanced at it and there were probably several hundred vehicles.

It seems like the people living in Qingshan Apartment are a mixed bunch, making it a bit difficult to find someone. Even the security guards might not know many of them.

Next to the main gate, there is a security booth.

Looking through the window, you can see a bed, a TV, a computer, and a messy table with bowls and chopsticks.

He walked to the door and saw a person squatting in front of a stool cooking instant noodles with an induction cooker.

The woman had long hair, wore a baggy security guard uniform, and had her hair tied up with a pink hair tie.

It turned out to be a female security guard.

Before he could speak, the female security guard said, "If you're looking to rent a place, don't ask me. Just search online for vacant rooms in Qingshan Apartment."

Leng Shan smiled and said, "I'm not renting a house..."

He had barely gotten this far when, before he could even say he was looking for someone, the female security guard interrupted him, saying, "Don't look for me if you're looking for someone."

I'm just a security guard; my main job is to keep an eye on the electric bikes in the yard so they don't get stolen. That's all I'm responsible for.

Leng Shan maintained his smile; he had learned many interpersonal skills from studying assassination.

For example, killing someone involves many challenges. You need to understand the target, their physical condition, their diet, clothing, housing, and entertainment...

Find their weaknesses, ideally by uncovering their most sensitive or hidden secrets that they would rather not see in person.

For example, if a big boss likes to patronize prostitutes, then let him die on a woman's body.

When someone like that dies, their family members often hesitate to call the police.

It was obvious at a glance that the security guard in front of him was living in dire straits and was very poor; giving him a little money would solve the problem.

He pulled out ten red ten-yuan bills from his pocket and said with a smile, "Auntie, I'd like to treat you to a meal, but I don't have time. You can find a nice restaurant and treat yourself."

As he spoke, his hand trembled a few times, and ten new banknotes rustled together.

The female security guard looked up and saw the crow's feet around her eyes. The crow's feet deepened when she saw the banknotes.

She reached out and took the money: "Actually, I don't lack money. It's true, I'm not lying to you. I'm worth billions, and I own properties all over the country."

I don't need the money, but I can't refuse your kindness.

Leng Shan was speechless. This guy was really good at bragging, but he couldn't be bothered to argue with him: "I'm looking for someone."

The female security guard turned off the induction cooker, picked up the handle of the small pot, and stood up: "Do you want some? Never mind, you probably won't need instant noodles."

This stuff is bad for your health, I'll eat it instead.

"Looking for someone, right? What's their name? Just tell me, and I can find them."

Leng Shan smiled and took two steps back, avoiding the bubbling soup that was splashing out: "I don't know the name, but I have a photo."

The female security guard walked to the table, picked up a towel from the wall, laid it on the table, placed the small pot on the towel, then pulled up a chair and sat down, picking at the instant noodles with her chopsticks.

The distinctive aroma of instant noodles filled the air.

She blew on the steaming hot instant noodles on the chopsticks and tentatively put her mouth on them.

Then he blew on it a few more times, turned to Leng Shan and said, "Bring it here so I can take a look."

Leng Shan opened Lan Jie's photo and pushed it in front of the female security guard.

The female security guard glanced at him, paused for a moment, then raised her eyelids and swept her gaze over Leng Shan: "Who are you to her?"

Leng Shan smiled and said, "She promised me something but didn't keep her promise. I want her to give me a reason!"

The female security guard looked Leng Shan up and down: "You have a bit of a masculine look, but you're so thin and weak, you don't look like you can live off a woman."

Leng Shan had been making up an excuse, but upon hearing what the female security guard said, he immediately pulled up his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs.

Then he put down the clothes and said, "You can't judge a book by its cover."

The female security guard's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her sallow, freckled face: "Nice figure, hmm, the woman you're looking for, I reckon she doesn't have much money."

If you have money, you don't need to live in an apartment.

You might be disappointed. I advise you not to ask; you've probably been scammed.

Leng Shan was surprised; they actually lived here. He had to admit that those people's big data analysis was amazing.

The eight thousand yuan was well spent.

He smiled and said to the female security guard, "Auntie, it doesn't matter whether she has money or not, I just want to ask her one question."

Tell me, what floor and apartment number does she live on?

The female security guard put the instant noodles in her mouth and mumbled as she ate, "Ninth floor, 903, that's her address. As for whether she's home or not, I don't know."

Whether you find the person or not, your money is non-refundable!

Leng Shan smiled and said, "Don't worry."

After saying that, he quickly walked out of the guardhouse and headed towards the building entrance.

The female security guard watched Leng Shan leave, her face turning somewhat unpleasant. It wasn't until Leng Shan entered the building that she angrily raised her hand and slammed her chopsticks on the ground.

I took out my phone, found the contact with my sister in my phonebook, and dialed the number.

He muttered angrily, "This is a safe house. If you want to have sex with a younger man, do it outside. You can buy a villa to keep him and no one will say anything."

He actually gave her the address, forgetting that he was risking his life to make a living.

"Getting so obsessed with men has made her brain waterlogged!"

Beep beep

A busy tone came through the receiver, followed by the mechanical sound of the phone being turned off.

She was so angry she almost threw her phone. She stood up, muttering, "He won't even answer his phone! Didn't he have a power bank with him...?"

At this point, the expression on her face suddenly changed drastically.

What started as anger turned into terror.

Looking around through the window of the security booth, there were no suspicious people at the entrance, and only one tenant came out of the building into the courtyard.

She still felt something was wrong, so she went to the door to observe the nearby roadside, but there were no suspicious vehicles parked there.

Her brows furrowed even deeper.

She felt a strong sense of crisis and tried dialing the number again, but it was still switched off.

She quickly returned to the security booth, found a pin, took out the SIM card, and then initialized the phone settings.

Then I took out a new SIM card and put it into the phone.

He bent down to pick up the crumpled food from the ground, took out two napkins to wipe it clean, and then sat down to slowly eat his instant noodles.

After eating half of it, I stood up and turned the monitor around.

There is a string of numbers on the back of the monitor, a seven-digit number.

She glanced at it, took out her phone, opened the dial pad, entered seven digits, and then added a zero to make it a landline number.

Then I pressed the call button, and the call was quickly connected: "Hey, where did my sister go?"

What is the last task?

A hoarse male voice came through the receiver: "The last task is to send Liu Yuxia to Shuijing Village, Muyang Town, Dongshan County to carry out the mission."

The target is Wang Tiezhu, and the amount is one hundred million.

She hung up the phone casually, took out the SIM card again, threw it into the trash can, and then pressed the reset button again.

Bada~

The door lock made a crisp turning sound.

When Leng Shan knocked on the door and there was no response, he stuffed cotton into the lock cylinder and used a thin steel wire to push it in firmly.

Then he took out a cross key, inserted it into the keyhole, pressed down on the cotton, and pushed it in hard.

Then slowly twist it.

Hearing that noise, the door opened.

He opened the door and called out, "I'm home."

There was no movement inside the house, and no cats or dogs were there.

He searched the house but didn't find anyone. He went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found vegetables, ham, fresh meat, and fruit inside.

It's obvious that people live here.

I walked around the living room and saw an art photo in a glass frame, just like the one on my phone.

It's confirmed that this is Sister Lan's house.

But something just doesn't feel right.

A one-bedroom apartment, complete with TV, refrigerator, air conditioner, photos, food, wine, snacks...

It has all of these things, giving it a very homey feel.

Sister Kelan is the head of Beegate, and a single project can easily cost hundreds of millions.

How could someone live such a simple life?

If that's the case, what is the target of the scam?