Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

A cowboy shouted at the top of his lungs, "Something's happened! A body has floated into the river on our farm. It looks like young Locke from the Locke family. Come and take a look!"

McKenna's pupils contracted, and she suddenly stood up.

"Walk!"

When the three men rode their horses to the riverbank, they were already surrounded by several cowboys.

A wet corpse lay on the shore, its face pale and its eyes wide open, unable to close in death.

McKenna dismounted and walked closer, only to freeze in place as if struck by lightning.

The corpse was indeed Little Locke, and in his hand, he was holding a white jade tablet.

The warm luster and familiar texture are indeed those of the white jade token.

McKenna's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

A cowboy nearby noticed something was wrong and asked with concern, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Are you sick? Your hands are shaking.

McKenna took a deep breath and tried to calm her voice.

"No...it's nothing."

Don't move the body, you all go about your business.

I called the police.

"Okay, boss."

The cowboys dispersed.

McKenna stood there, staring at the white jade token as if it were a venomous snake.

She took out her phone, her fingers trembling, and finally managed to dial Lin Feng's number.

"Lin! Come here quickly!"

Her voice was low, but it couldn't hide the fear.

"That...that Bai Yuling is back."

Right there on the corpse's hand, I...I dare not move!

"knew"

......

About ten minutes later, Lin Feng arrived on horseback with Sarah.

The riverbank was quiet, with only the sound of flowing water and the occasional bird call.

The body was still lying on the shore, its face pale and its eyes half-open, looking as if it had died with its eyes open.

The corpse held the white jade token in its hand, which gleamed warmly in the sunlight.

Lin Feng glanced at it but didn't react.

He'd seen this kind of scene many times before.

Sarah, on the other hand, stood up straight the moment she saw the white jade token.

She stood up straight, chin slightly raised, her eyes filled with barely suppressed pride and smugness.

When he looked at McKenna, a faint smile even appeared on his lips.

"McKenna, I was right, weren't I? How are you feeling now?"

Her voice was light and airy, yet it carried a condescending tone.

McKenna stood to the side, her face ashen.

She looked at the corpse, then at the white jade token in the corpse's hand, then at Lin Feng and Sarah, her mind a complete mess.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but in the end only managed to squeeze out one sentence:

I need to pee.

Sarah couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lin Feng didn't laugh. He looked at the corpse, then suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the air.

There was no contact, no movement.

The white jade token suddenly detached from the corpse's stiff fingers, flew into the air, traced an arc, and landed steadily in Lin Feng's outstretched palm.

"Oh God..." McKenna's eyes widened like saucers, and her mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

This completely violates the laws of physics.

Without any thread, hook, or external force—it just flew over out of thin air.

Although Sarah had witnessed Lin Feng's methods several times, she was still shocked by this scene that was beyond her comprehension.

She took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure.

But the fervent adoration in her eyes betrayed her.

Lin Feng pulled out another bottle of alcohol spray from his pocket, as if he were carrying it with him at all times.

He carefully sprayed the white jade token, wiped it with his sleeve, and then with a thought, the white jade token disappeared directly from his palm.

It was stored in the Black Lotus Space.

McKenna was stunned again. Such a large piece of jade, just gone like that?

Even magic tricks don't go this far, do they?

"What should we do with the body?" she finally remembered the important matter and asked, pointing to the corpse on the ground.

"I'm going to call the police," she said, reaching for her phone.

Lin Feng waved his hand, signaling her not to rush.

"Who is this guy?"

McKenna paused for a moment before realizing he was asking about the deceased.

"His name is Little Locke, the current patriarch of the Locke family."

The farm where we threw the white jade token yesterday belongs to them.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, showing interest.

The patriarch of the Locke family must be quite wealthy, so his corpse should have some value.

He looked at McKenna, his tone casual yet authoritative.

"Leave the matter of the body to me."

"I'll make sure it's handled thoroughly, leaving not even ashes behind."

McKenna blinked, somewhat uncertainly asking, "Should I still call the police?"

"No need." Lin Feng shook his head. "If anyone asks, just say the body floated down the water."

I don't know where it drifted off to.

Do you understand?

McKenna nodded.

"OK."

"You two go first," Lin Feng waved to the two women.

Sarah and McKenna exchanged a glance, asked no further questions, and mounted their horses.

Before leaving, both of them couldn't help but turn back and glance at Lin Feng.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually faded into the distance.

Only after the two women had completely disappeared from sight did Lin Feng squat down and place his palm on the corpse.

The Black Lotus is activated.

The body vanished instantly.

Nothing was left.

At the same time, a flood of memories rushed into Lin Feng's mind, like watching a fast-forwarded movie, rushing through his consciousness.

With my current strength, I can process these memories in just a few seconds.

Locke Jr., forty-seven years old.

The current head of the Locke family, the owner of the large farm next door.

His net worth is estimated to be around 30 billion US dollars.

Most of it consists of fixed assets, with the farm next door accounting for 70-80%, as well as stocks and houses of the Locke family company and some investments.

According to memory, the safe at the ranch owner's house contained more than five million US dollars in cash, as well as a pile of luxury watches, gold bars, and jewelry.

The basement contained a lot of weapons.

Lin Feng silently did the math in his mind.

They have over 500 million US dollars in cash, and with the gold bars and luxury watches, they can probably raise over 1500 million US dollars.

The remaining assets are all stocks and real estate, which are useless to Lin Feng.

Compared to the previous raids on drug lord hideouts, this amount of cash is indeed not much.

It's better than nothing, I suppose.

Something is better than nothing.

Besides asset information, there are some other miscellaneous things.

Little Locke's experience in running a farm, his methods in investing in companies, and his experience participating in golf tournaments.

This guy is really good at golf; he's a top amateur.

In addition, she also plays the piano and paints.

She graduated from the Yale School of Art.

In terms of painting, it's considered the top art school in the US.

My piano skills aren't as good as my painting skills; I'm at an amateur performance level, which is a bit higher than level 10.

After all, he comes from a prominent family and received an elite education from a young age, so he must have a certain artistic talent.

These skills were somewhat useless to Lin Feng, but having more skills is never a bad thing.

Overall, corpses are much more cost-effective than ordinary people.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, stood up, and patted the dust off his hands.

He turned and walked towards the villa.

Back at the villa, McKenna was sitting in the living room, lost in thought.

Upon seeing Lin Feng enter, she stood up abruptly, her eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

"Lin, how is the body?"

Lin Feng looked at her and chuckled, "A corpse? What corpse?"

McKenna paused for a moment, about to explain, when Sarah interrupted her with a laugh.

"Don't ask anymore. Since he said that, it must have been handled perfectly, leaving no trace."

McKenna opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

She was curious about how Lin Feng had managed to do it.

Sarah patted her on the shoulder, her tone becoming more relaxed.

"Alright, stop thinking about that."

Let's go watch the NBA game the day after tomorrow, October 22nd?

"Aren't there three tickets left?"