Sequence Beyond: My Wife is a Mysterious Boss

Deep in my mind, that yellowed parchment unfolds lazily.

This time, it also seems very interested in this kind of "murder and robbery" drama, and its deduction speed is astonishingly fast.

[Driving simulation in progress...]

[Estimated simulation time: 1 second]

[Answer: The 4th Transport Squad of the Bone Sanctuary is escorting a special cargo from the "Spiral Tower" out of the city.]

[Time: 23:45 tonight.]

Location: Abandoned Line 7 subway, entrance to the maintenance passage in Zone C.

[Note: Tsk tsk, a dark and stormy night, perfect for murder and robbery. Friendly reminder, that shipment is quite interesting.]

Lin Bai opened his eyes, a cold smile curving his lips.

Goods from the spiral tower?

He really has to wade into these muddy waters.

"11:45 PM tonight."

Lin Bai's voice was firm: "The abandoned Line 7, entrance to Section C."

"They have an elite transport team, carrying good stuff and preparing to slip out of the city."

Iron Fist's eyes widened: "Line 7? Wasn't that area already sealed off due to a landslide?"

"That's why no one is investigating, precisely because it collapsed." Lin Bai stood up and slowly straightened his cuffs.

"That's their secret passage. The leader is a tough guy, but I believe the Iron Fist Gym Leader's fists are harder than their bones."

"Okay, okay!"

Iron Fist rubbed his hands excitedly, his joints cracking, his bloodthirsty excitement impossible to suppress.

"Those bastards, how dare they cross my territory!"

"I'm going to call for reinforcements right now! Damn it, if I don't beat the shit out of them tonight, I'm not Iron Fist!"

Seeing Iron Fist had fully entered "Berserk Mode," Lin Bai didn't rush to leave. Instead, he asked, seemingly casually:

"This shipment originated from the Spiral Tower. Are you sure the Brotherhood of Dirt can protect you if you mess with them?"

This was a test.

He needs to figure out just how strong this so-called "brotherhood" really is.

Iron Fist paused for a moment, his hand through the tactical vest pausing before letting out a disdainful sneer.

"A spiral tower? That's pretty impressive."

"But strategist, you might not know this yet because you're new here. Our Dust Brotherhood has managed to stand strong in the outer city because we have powerful connections!"

Iron Fist slammed his fist on his chest, his tone arrogant.

"Our backer is a giant in the inner city! Definitely no weaker than some Spiral Tower!"

Lin Bai's heart stirred slightly, and he noted down this crucial information.

"In that case, I'm relieved."

Lin Bai walked to the door, paused slightly, turned his head, and revealed a meaningful smile.

"Don't forget my things. I want to see them on the table after tonight."

"Don't worry!" Iron Fist waved his hand, exuding confidence. "As long as the intelligence is accurate, the goods will definitely arrive!"

Lin Bai pushed open the door and went out.

The sun shines brightly outside, but tonight's night is destined to be stained red with blood.

"Ah-ya."

Lin Bai called out softly.

The mute, who had been silently waiting outside the door, suddenly looked up.

Those eyes held no emotion, only obedience in awaiting orders.

"Get ready."

Lin Bai rubbed the red crystal ring on his thumb, feeling the rhythm emanating from it, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"I'll take you to... a buffet tonight."

[Question: What exactly are these so-called special goods?]

......

Seventy meters underground, the abandoned Line 7 subway tunnel.

A few emergency lights, almost beyond repair, flickered, their pale halos barely outlining the silhouette of a marching column.

"Go easy! All of you, go easy on me! Is your hand shaking like that because you have Parkinson's?"

A burly man, nearly two meters tall, whose muscles stretched his leather jacket so much it looked like it was about to burst, roared in a low voice.

He held a spiked club covered in dried blood in his hand, his eyes darting restlessly around the darkness.

Behind him, a group of his men were carrying a huge black iron box.

The box was covered with densely packed runes, and as it was moved around, a sickeningly loud scratching sound occasionally came from inside.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The sound was like scraping bones with a rusty piece of iron, sending chills down one's spine.

"Boss, this thing is getting louder and louder." One of the henchmen carrying the box wiped away his cold sweat, his voice trembling.

"The stabilizer we were given is almost gone. This is something from the Spiral Tower; if it really gets out of control here, the few of us won't even be enough to fill its teeth."

The burly man known as "Violent Ape" sneered disdainfully and slapped his underling on the back of the head, making the man stagger.

"Look at you, so pathetic!"

The ape lit a cigarette, the flame illuminating his fleshy face, greed overriding fear.

"Don't you understand the saying 'fortune favors the bold'? If it weren't for it, could we have so easily swept through Iron Fist's three arenas?"

"When it came to taking bribes, I noticed none of you hesitated at all."

"But..." The younger brother was still a little guilty.

"If we walk around here so openly, what if the Brotherhood of Dust finds us... I heard that Iron Fist has been looking for us like a mad dog lately."

"Discover?"

The ape laughed as if it had heard the biggest joke of the year, its cigarette ash flying everywhere, its face filled with a sense of superiority that showed its intellectual superiority.

"Use your pig brain! Why did I choose to sweep through Tekken's territory? And why did I transport things out of Tekken's territory?"

He pointed to the top of his head.

"Don't you understand 'blind spots under the lamp'? Iron Fist? Hmph, that's just a gorilla with muscles but no brains."

"His men are a bunch of idiots who only know how to fight head-on."

"By the time they realize what's happening, I'll already be at the inner-city clubhouse for a sauna!"

The ape took a satisfying drag on his cigarette, his eyes gleaming with eagerness.

"And you don't need to worry. The higher-ups said that as long as this thing is 'destroyed' according to the procedure, there's no danger."

"If I'm lucky, I might even get a forbidden item. Then... hehe."

Upon hearing the words "forbidden item," the breathing of the surrounding henchmen instantly became heavy.

The originally heavy boxes seemed to have become lighter, and everyone's eyes lit up as if they had seen mountains of gold and silver.

Just as this group of people were filling the entire tunnel with flags and indulging in their dreams of getting rich.

Above the tunnel, in the shadow of a ventilation duct.

Lin Bai put one hand in his pocket and gently held the walkie-talkie in the other, looking down at the group of self-important "deliverymen".

That look was like watching a group of mice struggling to carry cheese, unaware that the mousetrap had already closed.

"Tsk, so confident."

Lin Bai took a sip of the goji berry tea in his thermos, his tone laced with sarcasm:

"Unfortunately, in this world, those who think they are smart are usually the ones who die the fastest."

He raised his wrist and glanced at the ticking second hand on the watch face.

"Buck."

Lin Bai's voice was calm and undisturbed.

"Set off fireworks."

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