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

Lin Feng was swimming back and forth in the pool, his movements graceful and powerful.

In March, the temperature in Las Vegas is actually not high, only around 15 or 16 degrees Celsius.

A gentle breeze carried a slight chill, and the water in the outdoor swimming pool was even colder.

The temperature made no difference to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng swam to the shore, placed his hands on the edge of the pool, and looked up at her: "How about coming down for a couple of laps?"

Guo Lin shook her head, sat down on a lounge chair by the pool, and watched Lin Feng finish swimming a lap, showing no intention of joining him in the water.

"No, no, the water in this outdoor pool is too cold. My small body can't handle it. It would be troublesome if I caught a cold."

The indoor heated pool is alright, but swimming outdoors in this weather would be like winter swimming for me.

Guo Lin shook her head repeatedly and wrapped her cardigan tighter around herself.

Lin Feng nodded, not paying any attention.

He pushed himself up from the pool with both hands and jumped out gracefully. He picked up a towel from the lounge chair and casually draped it over his shoulder.

He sat down on the wicker chair next to him and asked:

"Where's your classmate? Is he settled in?"

"I'm going upstairs to take a shower. I'm exhausted after sitting on the plane for several hours."

Guo Lin got up, poured a cup of hot tea, handed it to Lin Feng, and sat down in the chair next to him.

"I thought you would at most arrange for her to stay in a hotel, but I didn't expect you to bring her to the villa."

"Brother Feng, I have to be honest with you about something. Qiao Chen and I are not only college classmates, but our families are also old friends."

We grew up together, attending the same schools from elementary school to university.

She has suffered such a huge ordeal this time that she is deeply traumatized.

I originally planned to have her stay in a hotel, but then I thought that she would be more likely to overthink and panic if she was alone in a hotel room.

So I took it upon myself to bring her back.

"Brother Feng, you won't blame me for acting first and asking without consulting me, will you?"

"Let's bring it back. There are plenty of empty rooms in the villa anyway."

One more person won't make a difference.

Shootings in the US are as commonplace as eating and drinking every day, aren't they?

We can see them together every few days when we turn on the TV.

Your best friend has lived in the US for several years, surely she wouldn't be this scared?

"This time it's really different, it's too bloody."

She was in the apartment across the hall when the incident occurred.

She heard the screams and gunshots with her own ears; she was a genuine first-hand eyewitness.

The psychological impact was completely different from watching the news on television.

"Really? Was the killer high on marijuana? Or did they take some other drugs?"

"The murderer wasn't influenced by drugs. It's said that the man was cheated on, and not just for a day or two, but for several months."

His girlfriend got together with another athlete at school.

Her two roommates helped her cover for him, making up all sorts of excuses to deceive the man.

He was made a sucker for an entire semester.

In a fit of rage, the man killed all three of them.

His family paid a full ten million US dollars in bail, and he has been temporarily released. The case is still going through legal proceedings.

Guo Lin recounted the whole story she had heard from Qiao Chen in detail.

"Why do rich people go to such lengths to go to the US? Isn't it for this privilege?"

A ten million dollar bail in exchange for a senator's son living a carefree life outside—that's a good deal.

It's estimated that in the end, they'll also get proof of mental instability.

Lin Feng's tone was calm, even somewhat matter-of-fact.

Guo Lin nodded, her tone tinged with emotion:

That's true.

Here, the law is tiered; the amount of justice you can buy depends on how much money you have.

However, on the other hand, things are really chaotic here. They just start shooting without any warning.

I'll need to hire a bodyguard when I go out from now on; otherwise, it's too unsafe.

"What's so difficult about that? With the rings I give you, you'll be absolutely safe."

Lin Feng said casually.

"Thank you, Brother Feng." Guo Lin smiled sweetly.

At noon, Guo Lin drove Qiao Chen to the Black Lotus Casino for a spin.

Qiao Chen has attended many events with her parents since she was a child.

He's a worldly person,

But the moment she stepped into the Black Lotus Casino lobby, she was deeply shocked by the scene before her.

But what's most impressive is the giant display stand in the very center of the hall, encased in bulletproof glass.

Inside were neatly stacked piles of US dollar cash, each pile containing one million dollars, totaling a billion US dollars.

"Is this the rumored billion dollars?"

I saw your casino's promotional video online, and I thought it was special effects, but I didn't expect it to be real...

Capitalists really know how to create hype.

Qiao Chen stood in front of the bulletproof glass, looking up at the wall made of stacks of cash.

He stared intently at the stack of banknotes, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Although I have never lacked material comforts since I was a child, and I can buy whatever I want, I have never worried about money.

However, faced with the visual impact of a billion dollars in real money piled up in front of her, she still felt an unprecedented shock.

To truly understand what "wealth" means.

Guo Lin stood beside her, arms crossed, a proud smile on her face, and nodded, saying:

"That's right, exactly one billion US dollars, all in real money."

"Aren't you worried someone will try to steal it by leaving it right in the lobby?"

Qiao Chen asked in a low voice, his gaze sweeping over the security guards around him.

I found the security here to be very relaxed, and I didn't feel tense at all.

"Anyone who dared to rob us is dead." Guo Lin raised an eyebrow, speaking casually as if it were a trivial matter.

Qiao Chen nodded, finally gaining a clear and intuitive understanding of Lin Feng's strength.

To be able to open such a casino on the most bustling strip in Las Vegas,

A billion US dollars in cash was openly displayed in the lobby and remained unharmed.

This kind of energy can't be simply summarized by the word "rich".

In Las Vegas, there are plenty of desperate criminals willing to rob casinos.

This shows that Lin Feng possesses not only money, but also the means to turn money into an impenetrable fortress.

"No wonder you dare to say that Las Vegas is absolutely safe. It seems that Mr. Lin is indeed very capable."

I used to think you were bragging, but now I take that back.

Qiao Chen adjusted his glasses and said seriously,

"It seems that Mr. Lin's net worth is far more than 10 billion, starting at several hundred billion."

It seems my assessment of the villa was completely wrong, terribly wrong.

"Oh? What kind of assessment?"

Guo Lin asked with great interest, leading Qiao Chen toward the VIP area.

"Before coming here, I looked up information about the Black Lotus Casino online and made a rough estimate..."

At the time, I thought Mr. Lin's net worth was between 10 billion and 20 billion.

But now that I see this billion dollars in cash so casually displayed in the hall as an exhibit, I know my estimate was too conservative.

They can put a billion yuan in cash here as a mascot to keep things in order.

This shows that one billion is nothing to him.

I previously said that you were not good enough for Mr. Lin, but now I think it's not a question of whether you are good enough or not.

Guo Lin, meeting Lin Feng is already an incredible opportunity for you.

It's a blessing earned over many lifetimes.

However, what the future holds depends on Mr. Lin's character.

Qiao Chen spoke sincerely, without a trace of flattery.