After leaving Guo Jiarui's apartment, Lu Yu slowly returned to his own place. This time, he got fifty million directly from Guo Jiarui, so he could finally return to some semblance of his previous life.

Having spent five years on a deserted island, Lu Yu really didn't care much about money anymore. After all, on the island, strength was paramount, and any amount of money was just useless, without any value.

But although he didn't care much about it, it was undeniable that in today's materialistic society, having money could solve the vast majority of problems. Especially when he wanted to uncover the hidden truth from years ago, money was indispensable.

It was about nine o'clock in the evening when Lu Yu took out his key to open his door. However, just as he stepped into his room without having a chance to turn on the light, he instantly felt something unusual in the air.

His sense of smell and five senses had become exceptionally acute after drinking that mysterious liquid. Now, even without turning on the light, he could tell there was another person in his room!

Just as Lu Yu hesitated, a rather familiar woman's voice suddenly came, "You still remember to come home, huh? Coming back so late, were you fooling around with that woman?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu was startled. Then, as he turned on the light, he found Meng Yue wearing casual home clothing, looking at him as if waiting for her husband to return home.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yu felt helpless. Looking at Meng Yue in front of him, he said, "Beautiful lady, even if you are the landlord, can you give me a little privacy? Popping in and out like this can really be deadly!"

Though Lu Yu was complaining, he was stating the truth. After five years on the deserted island and under the enhancement of that mysterious liquid, his nerves were always on alert, having formed an instinct. Such an intrusion could easily trigger his instinctive self-defense response. If it were an ordinary thug, it wouldn't be a big deal, but if he accidentally hurt someone close to him, that would be unfortunate.

"Oh ha!" Meng Yue exclaimed at Lu Yu's words, adamantly saying, "You dare speak like that! I, your great aunt, kindly made you chicken soup noodles, and you dare speak to me like that!"

As she spoke, her pretty face looked indignant, as if wronged.

Hearing Meng Yue's words, Lu Yu was slightly taken aback, then pointed to himself, saying, "Chicken soup noodles? For me? You can cook?"

In his impression, Meng Yue seemed to be someone who was scatterbrain, completely unrelated to things like cooking. Hearing her say this now, he was quite surprised.

Hearing this, Meng Yue raised her eyebrows and said, "Why? Tell me, what makes you think I can't cook?"

"You didn't do anything to it, did you?" Lu Yu asked, looking at the casserole in front of Meng Yue. "Yesterday you said you'd treat me to a barbecue, but I ended up drinking twenty cans of beer apart from those five big kidneys. You didn't put something in these chicken soup noodles to experiment on me, did you?"

This time, Meng Yue was so mad she almost exploded, resentfully saying, "Pervert, exhibitionist, don't eat, I'll eat it myself!"

In fact, Meng Yue felt quite guilty about dragging Lu Yu into being her scapegoat without reason yesterday and making him drink twenty cans of beer. Otherwise, she wouldn't have specially made chicken soup noodles for him.

As she spoke, Meng Yue suddenly opened the casserole in front of her, acting like she was going to eat it. However, Lu Yu quickly snatched it away, saying, "Since it's for me, then I'll help myself!"

With that, Lu Yu took a small bite, instantly feeling his mouth filled with a smooth, rich flavor. After five years on the deserted island, he had been eating grilled meat. The taste of this chicken soup made him pause, filled with a sense of satisfaction.

"Did you make this?"

Tasting the chicken soup, Lu Yu asked Meng Yue incredulously.

He had to admit, the chicken soup noodles were quite well-made, certainly tastier than most fast-food joints.

"What do you think? How is my cooking?" Meng Yue asked, a hint of joy beneath her assertive tone.

"Not bad," Lu Yu nodded, starting to eat heartily. Then he paused and, looking up at Meng Yue, said, "Beautiful lady, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

Hearing Lu Yu's question, Meng Yue replied casually.

"In your Lin'an Police Station's records, is there any member of a black gang whose name contains the character 'Ting'?"

Lu Yu casually inquired.

The last time he was kidnapped, one of the robbers only uttered the word 'Ting.' Hence, Lu Yu wanted to start his investigation from this angle, hoping to find out about the background of that group of robbers!

"A black gang member with the character 'Ting' in their name?" Meng Yue shook her head, saying, "No, I know all the big shots of LA City's black groups, none of them have 'Ting' in their name."

Meng Yue then asked, "Why, have you been targeted by some gang?"

"No, no, just asking out of curiosity," Lu Yu replied, smiling, while inwardly keeping his guard up.

The police often have very detailed information about black gangs. Since Meng Yue, the captain of Lin'an's criminal police squad, said she didn't know, there were only two possibilities.

Either the person wasn't a local from Lin'an, or this man with 'Ting' in his name was a black gang leader yet to surface!

But regardless, what Lu Yu could do now was only to investigate slowly, as this so-called 'Ting' was likely related to what happened years ago!

Thinking this, Lu Yu looked up, only to find Meng Yue staring intently at him.

"Um, beautiful lady, is there something on my face?" Lu Yu asked.

"Once you're done, return the pot to me. I've waited here for over an hour; can't you wash the dishes?" Meng Yue said.

Hearing Meng Yue's words, Lu Yu handed the casserole pot to her, still puzzled: Why did she just get angry for no reason?

Taking the pot from Lu Yu, Meng Yue turned and left, a hint of satisfaction involuntarily appearing on her face as she did so.

Watching Meng Yue's departing figure, Lu Yu could only shake his head helplessly. A woman's mind is so unreasonable, hot and cold, with no pattern to follow.