A real killer playing a villain; the guy surnamed Zhen in Detective, run!

Jiang Yan didn't even drink any water after entering the house.

She spread the shredded paper onto the anti-static mat.

Tweezers, transparent sheet, small lamp, all laid out.

The paper had the words "egg promotion" on it, and also a cat sticker printed on it.

At first, she thought it might be Lu Yuan recording the marketing account ID.

At worst, it was just a PR expense he casually calculated after being cyberbullied.

Nothing is strange.

Ten minutes later, the first set of IP addresses was spelled out.

Thirty minutes later, the last three digits of the second account were added.

She sat up straight.

An hour later, the content on the back of the flyer was completely restored.

Jiang Yan stared at the few lines of crooked writing on the table, her breath catching in her throat.

This is not a marketing account, nor is it an expense report.

These are two sets of offshore nodes.

A company called "Qiming Cultural Consulting".

Several large outflows of funds, a series of figures on the scale of funds.

She opened the security terminal of the public security intranet and entered keywords to search.

Qiming Cultural Consulting.

The results popped up three seconds later.

The registered capital is ten million, but the actual paid-in capital is zero, and the number of employees covered by social security is zero.

The associated office address overlaps with that of a subsidiary of Xingyao Capital.

After cross-referencing the actual controllers, the focus shifts to Chairman Wang.

Jiang Yan stared at the screen, her back stiffening.

The Economic Investigation Department has been monitoring Xingyao Capital for quite some time.

The funding runs out at a few points, and the external companies are like eels; once you catch their tails, their bodies have already slipped into another ditch.

Jiang Yan looked at the wall.

Next door, Lu Yuan was doing something, I don't know.

Would someone who can circle the dumping point from a dismemberment case file, walk through a maze with their eyes closed in a locked room, and make Mr. Wang wet his pants really throw clues about money laundering worth billions into the hallway trash can?

You're kidding me!

He calculated her off-get off work time perfectly!

I knew she'd glance at the trash can!

This is an open conspiracy.

Lu Yuan led the police to "accidentally discover" several unusual pieces of information.

Jiang Yan muttered under her breath, "Bastard."

After she finished scolding him, she made a copy and then sealed the original away again.

Then he got up and went to knock on the door next door.

The door opened, and Lu Yuan, wearing a windbreaker, was holding Lao Liu in his arms.

"Officer Jiang, is something the matter?"

Jiang Yan squeezed into the room, "I need to borrow some soy sauce."

"You're borrowing soy sauce with a photocopy in your hand?"

"I love eating it with paper."

She slapped the photocopy onto the broken coffee table.

The sixth dog was so frightened that it stood on its own tail and jumped onto the sofa armrest.

Jiang Yan stared at Lu Yuan: "Explain."

Lu Yuan glanced at the copy for half a second without even blinking.

He sighed. "Officer Jiang, did you go through my trash?"

"Is this the key point?"

"Of course. Trash cans also have the right to privacy."

Jiang Yan pointed to the string of numbers on the paper: "Is this your privacy?"

Lu Yuan picked up the sixth dog and patted its back.

"These are my character inspiration notes for Faceless Men."

Jiang Yan looked at him.

"A criminal psychology consultant," Lu Yuan added. "The character has a complex background in economic crimes, so I did my homework beforehand, and it's quite reasonable."

"Was it written so accurately?"

"The basic qualities of an actor."

Jiang Yan gritted her teeth: "Qiming Culture, offshore nodes, and the last four digits of the linked account number—are these considered basic literacy?"

Lu Yuan thought for a moment: "There's another layer of meaning."

"explain."

"I calculated the budget for Lao Liu's entire life's worth of imported cat food and deluxe cat treats."

Jiang Yan's forehead twitched.

Lu Yuan pointed to the string of figures representing the amount of funds: "Look, tens of billions. The ultimate goal. Isn't the motivation quite compelling?"

Sixth Brother: "Meow?"

Jiang Yan felt a tightness in her chest from choking.

Lu Yuan was pretending to be stupid, but he wasn't being very sincere about it.

But there's just nothing she can do about him!

The clues are real, and the procedure can be followed.

This time, Mr. Wang won't be able to get away with just a few words of criticism from netizens.

Jiang Yan put away the photocopy. "You better pray this isn't a forgery."

Lu Yuan looked down at the cat: "Sixth Brother, did you hear that? Officer Jiang said your future cat food budget is suspected of being falsified."

Old Liu slapped his sleeve with his paw.

Jiang Yan turned and went out.

She paused at the doorway.

"Don't mess around with cyberbullying."

Lu Yuan picked up his phone and glanced at the comments section where people were still criticizing him.

"I didn't do anything reckless."

……

The next morning, Jiang Yan drove straight to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

When the door to the Economic Crime Investigation Division Chief's office was knocked open, a small meeting was taking place inside.

She placed the materials on the table.

"We have a lead that the Economic Crime Investigation Technology Section needs to verify immediately."

After scanning the first two lines, the head of the Economic Crime Investigation Division stopped talking.

When the deputy director was invited in, the preliminary screening results from the technical department had already been released.

Qiming Culture Consulting's funds are unusual, with frequent transfers between it and several shell companies affiliated with Xingyao Capital.

Several IP ranges were precisely embedded into the offshore node links that the Economic Investigation Department had been unable to connect for six months.

It's a multi-billion dollar Ponzi scheme.

No one spoke in the office.

The deputy director picked up the report, glanced at Jiang Yan, and asked, "Where did the clue come from?"

Jiang Yan answered calmly: "The fragments were provided by chance by the public, and the original fragments have been sealed. Subsequent comparisons, evidence collection, and financial investigations will all be carried out according to the economic crime investigation procedures."

The head of the Economic Crime Investigation Division slammed his hand on the table.

"check."

The deputy director closed the documents: "Establish a joint task force. The Economic Crime Investigation Department will take the lead, with the Cyber ​​Security Department cooperating and the Criminal Investigation Department assisting in the perimeter control. First, freeze suspicious accounts, and keep an eye on the persons in charge of companies associated with Xingyao Capital. All evidence collection will undergo legal review."

He paused. "Be quick. Don't let them get away."

Once the order was given, several departments within the municipal bureau mobilized simultaneously.

......

The basement of a dark web media outlet.

On the screen wall, a row of red words were trending on the hot search list.

#LuYuanGetOutOfTheEntertainmentIndustry#

#BoycottViolentCelebrities#

#Lin Wanwan suspected of being misled#

#Lu Yuan Threatens Investors at a Dinner Party#

Cheng Yan sat in the main seat; his coffee had gone cold.

The head of the online trolls stood to the side: "Mr. Cheng, the front-row comments are under control. Casual viewers have started joining the insults, and several entertainment and legal accounts have also posted科普 (popular science) articles."

Cheng Yan stared at the curve, which was still climbing upwards.

"Not enough."

"What I want is to nail it to the ground."

Cheng Yan put down the cup and tapped the screen with his finger.

"The audience gets tired of hurling insults for so long. When they get tired, they'll look for new gossip. For emotions to keep going, someone has to cry."

He turned to look at the editing team.

"Start a live stream!"

Ten minutes later, an entertainment influencer with over 200 million followers posted a live stream announcement.

Title: [Unveiling the Demon King Behind the Mask: Those Who Were Hurt by Lu Yuan]

Before 7 p.m., the number of reservations for the live stream exceeded five million.

The live stream started at 7:20.

In the live stream room, a man with his face blurred sat in the dim light, his voice altered.

"I used to work with him on film sets."

"He acts very Zen in front of the camera, but he has a terrible temper in private. If a staff member says the wrong thing, he'll throw things."

"Once, a young woman from the props department was slow to hand him water, and he immediately started cursing at her and even pushed her."

"What happened at the dinner party is also true. He held something to Mr. Wang's neck, and we were all terrified."

The man began to choke up as he spoke.

"I'm speaking out today not for clicks. I just hope the industry can be a little safer."