For the detectives at the Lin'an Police Station, Professor Zhang Qiren's manner of death was exceptionally gruesome. After all, hanging a person from the ceiling and slitting their throat to bleed them dry was truly a rare occurrence!

However, amidst the detectives' shocked expressions, Lu Yu remained remarkably composed. The scene before him was all too familiar!

At this moment, the memories in his mind turned into images, appearing vividly before Lu Yu...

In a dim, eerie dungeon, a man was suspended from the ceiling. A man in a black uniform, with a lean and agile physique, held a sharp dagger, lightly tracing it over the throat of the hanged man. With each stroke of the dagger, another bloody mark appeared on the man's throat!

"Prisoner No. 32, you're quite special. Now you have two choices: either serve us or end up like this man!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the man in the black uniform plunged the dagger into the hanged man's throat, instantly slashing it open. Blood flowed like a stream, continuously gushing out, splattering onto the ground, creating a scene of intense visual impact!

The image was identical to that of Professor Zhang Qiren before him!

It's them!

Recalling such a scene, Lu Yu's body jolted, snapping out of the memory with his eyes filled with seriousness!

The method of killing and bloodletting before his eyes was the same sadistic technique used by that group of mercenaries on the deserted island!

It seems Professor Zhang Qiren indeed suffered this brutal fate because he successfully located that island!

"Did you find anything?"

Seeing the brutally murdered Zhang Qiren before her, Meng Yue frowned and spoke to the detectives collecting evidence.

One must know, for such a renowned geography professor in LA City to be brutally murdered in his own office was definitely a heinous criminal case!

Therefore, Meng Yue had to understand what was discovered at the scene to facilitate the investigation of the case!

"Captain Meng, so far we haven't found much. The scene is very clean, with almost no traces!"

Upon hearing Meng Yue's words, one of the detectives collecting evidence replied, "It's as if a ghost committed the murder—no fingerprints, no footprints, not even the murder weapon. It's truly bizarre!"

Bizarre?

Hearing this, Lu Yu squinted slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of depth.

He knew there were methods he had seen that were even more bizarre than this!

Upon hearing the detective's words, Meng Yue shook her head. Resting her delicate chin on her palm, a face both stern and lovely showed traces of contemplation, clearly indicating that this case was very troublesome.

"Who was the victim in contact with last? Have you reviewed his communication records?"

After a moment's thought, Meng Yue spoke, her words filled with a somber tone.

The evidence at the scene was scant. They could only investigate the deceased Zhang Qiren's interpersonal relationships now.

"We've reviewed the communication records."

Upon hearing Meng Yue's question, the detective replied, "The victim's last call was made to Leng Qingqiu, and two hours before his death, his account received a substantial transfer of funds."

"Leng Qingqiu?"

Upon hearing the detective's words, Lu Yu's expression slightly changed. He looked at the detective before him and said, "Are you sure it was Leng Qingqiu?"

In his words, a trace of urgency could be detected.

"That's right."

Upon hearing Lu Yu's question, the detective hesitated slightly before replying, "It's the president of the Victory Group, Leng Qingqiu, and the transfer was also from the Victory Group!"

Hearing this, Lu Yu's eyes abruptly widened, and in that moment, everything became clear to him!

The fact that Zhang Qiren called Leng Qingqiu before his death and received a transfer from her indicates that the commission relationship had been completed; Leng Qingqiu had learned what she wanted to know!

"Damn it, this little girl didn't listen to my warning at all!"

Upon realizing this, Lu Yu cursed under his breath. He gave a brief nod to Meng Yue, then quickly turned around, dashed out of the research institute, and drove swiftly toward the Victory Group!

It was clear that the horrific death of Zhang Qiren was carried out by that group of mercenaries from the deserted island!

Now that Zhang Qiren is dead, the next target is undoubtedly Leng Qingqiu!

The deserted island is just over five hundred nautical miles from the port of LA City—not far. It would be very easy for them to reach LA City!

...

Meanwhile, at the LA City highway exit, a black Maybach was slowly descending from the highway, heading toward the city center.

"Uncle Zhou, we've reached LA City. It'll be another half-hour drive to the city center."

At this moment, a man in the driver's seat of the Maybach spoke, his words full of respect!

"Hmm, I see."

Gu Yanzhou, sitting in the back seat of the Maybach, responded in a low voice as he carefully polished a sword in his hand with an ancient, crude design.

The blade of this sword was thin as a cicada's wing, emitting a cold gleam. With Gu Yanzhou's gentle wrist movement, it swayed like a willow leaf, appearing extraordinarily nimble.

This sword, called 'Rope Curve,' was Gu Yanzhou's sword.

Once, Gu Yanzhou used this sword to help Gu Shengzhe elevate the Gu family's business to its current status!

Originally, the Gu family's position was secure, and it had been a long time since Gu Yanzhou needed to use this sword. Yet now, he had taken it out to deal with Lu Yu!

"Uncle Zhou, are we going directly to deal with Lu Yu later?"

Watching Gu Yanzhou wipe the cold, gleaming 'Rope Curve' sword through the rearview mirror, the driver cautiously asked.

"Of course not."

Upon hearing the driver's question, Gu Yanzhou smiled slightly, then, with a shake of his wrist, he wrapped the Rope Curve sword around his waist like a belt and said calmly, "Lu Yu's skills are not weak. We have been traveling for a long time, and it's not suitable for a big fight. It's better that we first settle in Yi'an City, restore our energy, and then consider going after Lu Yu!"

In his words, Gu Yanzhou's tone was deep, neither rushed nor slow, unlike any previous attacker. In his strength, there was a trace of grand marshal demeanor!

"Understood, Uncle Zhou. I will find a place to settle in right away!"

In the Gu family, Gu Yanzhou's position was second only to Gu Shengzhe. Even Gu Yanzhou's eldest son, Gu Yunfei, would respectfully call him Uncle Zhou. Therefore, the driver did not dare show the slightest disagreement, driving directly toward LA City.