Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

"Swan Society".

Lu Jingyan tossed a beautifully packaged brochure onto his desk.

The cover features several elegant white swans, accompanied by a highly provocative caption: "Reinvent yourself, transcend class, and you could be the next heiress."

"The name sounds quite elegant."

Lu Jingyan leaned back in his chair, his long fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. "Actually, this is just a mass-produced 'gold digger' factory."

Su Xiaoxiao leaned closer and opened the file.

The victim testimonies inside are shocking.

Dozens of young girls, in order to scrape together the exorbitant tuition fee of 288,000 yuan, resorted to online loans, maxed out their credit cards, and even sold their bodies. They were brainwashed, convinced that as long as they entered this class, they could learn how to capture the hearts of top-tier rich second-generation heirs and rise to the top in one step.

"And the result?"

Su Xiaoxiao said angrily, "We paid the money, but the so-called 'high-end connections' were all shills. Not only did they not marry into wealthy families, but they were also controlled by that so-called mentor, 'Sister Amy,' and turned into tools for hooking up rich men in various nightclubs. They even had to hand over 70% of the money they swindled."

"This is a new type of organized prostitution and fraud."

Lu Jingyan concluded, "Moreover, this Sister Amy is very cunning. She never leaves any written evidence; all her 'teaching' is passed down orally. Without concrete evidence, it's difficult to convict her."

"What should we do then?"

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes darted around, and she suddenly raised her hand. "Captain Lu! I'll go undercover!"

She straightened up, tried to strike a seductive pose, and tossed her hair.

"Look at me, young and pretty. With a little makeup, I could easily blend in as a trainee! I'll just bring a miniature camera and film all their crimes!"

Lu Jingyan looked up, his gaze lingering on her youthful face full of collagen for three seconds.

Then, he shook his head.

"no."

"Why?" Su Xiaoxiao asked anxiously, "I'm a very good actress! Last time I pretended to be drunk, I even..."

"Because of your eyes."

Lu Jingyan pointed to his eyes, "Too clean."

"The girls who go to that place all have two words written in their eyes—desire. You can't fake that kind of greed, that desire to take shortcuts, that desire to gain without effort, that desire to devour men like prey."

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.

She subconsciously touched her eyes, feeling a little deflated and embarrassed by the praise.

"Then... what should we do? Send another policewoman? Although we have many beautiful policewomen in our department, most of them are upright and have a hard time integrating into that kind of circle."

"No need for that."

Lu Jingyan stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the Wuling Hongguang, which had been driven for several days to keep a low profile, was parked in the corner. And not far from it, the Rolls-Royce Phantom belonging to the second young master of the Lu family hadn't moved for a long time.

"Since they want to fish, let's send them the biggest fish we can find."

Lu Jingyan turned around, a playful smile curving his lips.

"I'll go."

"Huh?" Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened. "Captain Lu, you're going? You...you're going to be a trainee? They don't accept men, do they?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Lu Jingyan flicked her forehead. "I'm going to be—the prey."

"The Swan Society is holding a 'graduation banquet' at the Peninsula Hotel tonight, which is supposedly just a large-scale 'product selection event.' Sister Amy will be inviting a lot of so-called 'celebrities' to select students."

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his police uniform.

"Since their target is the top rich second generation, the foolish sons of landlords who are rich but stupid."

"In the entire Jinghai region, is there anyone more suitable than me?"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly realized.

Yes!

Who is Lu Jingyan?

If he weren't wearing this police uniform, he would be the biological son of Lu Zhenhua, the richest man in Jinghai, a super-rich second-generation heir with a net worth of hundreds of billions!

This is hardly prey.

This is practically a walking, money-scented piece of Tang Sanzang flesh!

"But Captain Lu..." Su Xiaoxiao said with some worry, "Your face is too familiar, isn't it? You were trending on social media every day recently, what if you get recognized..."

"rest assured."

Lu Jingyan took off his police uniform, revealing a well-made white shirt underneath.

He took off his signature gold-rimmed glasses, tossed them onto the table, and then took out another pair from the drawer—sunglasses.

Her demeanor changed instantly.

If the man with glasses is a cold and aloof police superintendent with an abstinent air, then when he takes off his glasses and puts on sunglasses, he instantly transforms into a cynical playboy who exudes an aura of "I'm rich."

"Those who want to take shortcuts only see money."

Lu Jingyan straightened his cuffs, his tone languid and casual, "When a Rolls-Royce pulls up in front of them, they don't care whether the person inside is a policeman or the King of Hell."

……

Night falls.

Luxury cars lined up outside the Peninsula Hotel's banquet hall.

But when the black Phantom with the consecutive license plate "京A·88888" slowly drove in, all the other cars paled in comparison.

The valet's eyes widened, and he jogged over to open the car door.

A shiny handmade leather shoe stepped onto the red carpet.

Lu Jingyan came down.

He wore a flashy burgundy haute couture suit, and his Richard Miller bracelet, studded with diamonds, dazzled under the lights. Instead of straightening his back as usual, he was slightly hunched over, his steps unsteady, exuding a sense of decadence as if his body had been hollowed out by alcohol and women.

"Is this the Swan Society?"

Lu Jingyan took off his sunglasses, squinted at the magnificent gate, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips.

"I heard from a friend that the girls here...are of very high quality?"

He casually tossed a wad of red banknotes at the parking attendant, as if he were scattering paper money.

"Park the car properly. Don't scratch it, or I won't be able to pay for it even if I sell myself."

"Yes, yes, yes! Young master, don't worry!" The underling held the stack of money, bowing and scraping so hard his back was almost bent over.

Lu Jingyan chuckled and strode towards the banquet hall.

The security personnel at the entrance originally wanted to check the invitation, but upon seeing the attire and the car, they withdrew their hands before even extending them and quickly bowed to let the person through.

joke.

A rich kid of this caliber doesn't need an invitation! His face is his passport!

"Push open the door."

Lu Jingyan stood in front of the two heavy doors of the banquet hall and gestured with his chin to the waiter.

"Squeak—"

The gate slowly opened.

An intensely rich, almost suffocating fragrance, a blend of alcohol and powder, hits you like a tsunami.

Lu Jingyan subconsciously held his breath.

Everywhere you look, there are bare, white thighs and dazzling evening gowns.

Dozens of girls, dressed identically, with identical makeup, and even the same number of teeth showing when they smile, are holding wine glasses and weaving through the crowd.

Their postures were so elegant, as if they had been copied and pasted, but their eyes were like radar, scanning every man who entered.

That blatant, almost commercially savvy gaze instantly set off Lu Jingyan's "crime radar."

[Warning! High concentration of materialistic tendencies detected!]

[Target group identified: fake socialite group.]

[Quantity: 36 people.]

Lu Jingyan stood at the door, looking at the room full of "white swans," and felt his eyes hurt from the glare.

This is hardly a socialite gathering.

This is clearly a sign that the Spider Cave has opened for a meal, and the demons are waiting for Tang Sanzang to come.

And he.

That's the biggest and fattest Tang Sanzang tonight.

"Hey, this handsome guy looks unfamiliar?"

Before he could even take a step, a middle-aged woman wearing a low-cut red dress and heavy makeup swayed her hips and came to greet him.

Sister Amy.

That legendary "socialite godmother".

She looked Lu Jingyan up and down, her gaze lingering on the expensive watch on his wrist and his outfit for a full five seconds, her eyes instantly shining brighter than a searchlight.

"Which young master introduced you? Please come in, please come in!"

Amy's voice was sickeningly sweet. She reached out and took Lu Jingyan's arm, pressing half of her body against him.

"Sisters!"

She turned around and shouted loudly at the group of "swans" who were eyeing her menacingly in the hall:

"What are you all standing there for? Can't you see we have important guests?"

"Hurry up and come over to offer a toast!"

For an instant.

Dozens of eager eyes were fixed on Lu Jingyan.

The scene was just like a hungry wolf seeing meat, or a zombie smelling blood.

Instead of backing down, Lu Jingyan put his arm around Amy's waist and gave a typical wicked smile, typical of a spoiled brat.

"No rush."

"I have plenty of time tonight, young master."

"One by one, let me properly...inspect the goods."