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Chapter 66: Unscrupulous Loans, and Counterfeit Money Too!

Lu Yiming was taken aback.

I took out a loan of 10 yuan and received 3 yuan.

You can't take this 3 with you; it must all be used to buy your medicine and lessons.

They got something for nothing, without spending a single penny, and not only cleared out their inventory but also earned an IOU for $10.

You're even more ruthless than capitalists!

He glanced at the stack of banknotes on his desk.

Damn it, the money I lent out was counterfeit!

The fish has taken the bait; it's time to cast the net.

"No problem, Coach Quentin. This plan is perfect, let's sign the contract now."

Lu Yiming leaned forward, appearing anxious.

Quentin stroked his mustache and grinned.

He picked up his pen and began writing and drawing on the contract.

"You're lucky to have met me today. If it were any other gym, someone like you without collateral would only get a few thousand dollars at most."

Quentin pushed the contract in front of Lu Yiming and tapped the signature panel.

"Come on, future internet celebrity. Show me your driver's license; I need to verify your full name."

"Smack."

A black leather ID holder was slapped onto the contract.

"This is my identification. Look carefully, and make sure you don't misspell the name."

Lu Yiming crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned back.

Quentin leaned closer, his gaze falling on the identification, muttering, "LU, YIMING...Police..."

His voice stopped, and he raised his head blankly to look at Lu Yiming.

"You...you're a police officer?! Ah!"

Quentin yelled, sprang to his feet, and turned to run towards the back door of the office.

Caroline is faster than him.

With lightning speed, she pulled two guns from the sides of her thighs beneath the high slit of her red dress.

Swish.

One hand was pressed against the back of Quentin's head, and the other was pressed against the crotch of the burly man Ian next to him.

"Hands up above your head. If you move even slightly, I'll shoot."

"No, no, no... please don't let it go off!"

Ian's massive body went limp instantly. He knelt on the ground, raised his hands high, and tears streamed down his face.

"No... sir, don't shoot. Let's talk this out."

A muscular physique is useless against a gun.

Quentin's legs trembled, he raised his hands, and backed away until his back pressed against the wall.

But he continued to resist: "This is a properly registered gym. You don't have a search warrant; this is trespassing!"

Lu Yiming stood up, picked up a vial of medicine, and looked at it.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"You're injecting this banned drug into your clients' bodies as a supplement. Do you think the FDA and DEA would be interested in you?"

Quentin's face turned pale, and he retorted:

"These were all brought by the clients themselves. I only provided the venue... Officer, this is at most considered illegal operation, a fine will suffice."

Lu Yiming walked back to his desk, picked up the stack of banknotes, and weighed them in his hand.

"What if we add the use of counterfeit money to that list?"

Upon hearing the word "counterfeit money," Quentin slid down the wall and sat on the floor.

"Don't arrest me, sir. Please, don't arrest me. I don't want to go back to prison."

"I have money. I have a lot of real money here, I'll give it all to you, just pretend you never saw me today."

Lu Yiming stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and half-lifted him up.

"Tell me first about the supply channels for the medicine and the source of this batch of counterfeit money."

Otherwise, I will write in the report that you resisted arrest while armed…”

Click.

Caroline flicked the safety off the pistol with her thumb.

"I'll tell you everything!"

Quentin said, trembling:

"I got the counterfeit money from a fellow inmate. After he got out of prison, he got a set of printing templates and specialized in making these high-quality counterfeit banknotes. My original plan was to use these counterfeit banknotes as bait to lend money to them so they could buy expensive medicine. That way, the money would flow directly back into my hands and wouldn't end up in banks outside. I would only earn the real money they would use to pay interest and buy medicine."

"What about the medicine?"

Quentin, panting, replied, "The potion was obtained from a church laboratory."

"They claimed it was a drug that could strengthen muscles. I tried it, but the effects were too strong; a normal person couldn't handle it and would suffer heart failure. So I diluted it with saline solution..."

"Is that church Lazarus?" Lu Yiming asked.

Quentin looked up, his face full of shock, clearly not expecting the other person to know about Lazarus.

"Yes, it was Lazarus. They approached me and offered to provide me with medicine at a low price if I joined the church."

Quentin held out his hand, showing the ouroboros and inverted cross tattoo on his wrist.

"This is the mark they tattooed on me. I need this to get the medicine."

Lu Yiming found it strange. What exactly was Lazarus doing? A cult, why would it be researching medicine?

Where is their laboratory?

"I don't know, I really don't know. The meeting place changes every time we pick up the goods. I'm just an external distributor; I'm not qualified to go to their lab."

Lu Yiming kicked him to the ground.

"Damn trash."

However, it wasn't a complete loss. As long as we capture him and bring him back, we can lure both groups out at the next rendezvous.

"Officer, sir, please don't take me back."

Quentin knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I can give you all my stock of potions, counterfeit money, and real money. Please, please let me go."

Lu Yiming thought about it and realized that physical evidence was indeed needed.

"Take us to get it."

Quentin got up, his hands tied behind his back, opened the back door, and led the way.

The two men, guns in hand, walked through the corridor and into the deepest part of the gym.

Before me stood a large steel door with a huge metal handle.

This is a cold storage room.

Quentin revealed the password, and Lu Yiming pulled the handle.

Squeak.

The door was pulled open, and a blast of cold air rushed out, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.

Lu Yiming and Caroline escorted him inside.

The freezer compartment is small and dimly lit.

The shelves were piled high with medicine boxes. Several black travel bags were stacked in the corner.

Lu Yiming stepped forward and unzipped a travel bag.

It was full of bundles of banknotes.

"How do you have so much stock?" Lu Yiming was startled.

"Officer, guess..."

Quentin shoved Caroline aside with his shoulder, crashing into the shelf next to him.

The medicine scattered and fell, hitting Lu Yiming.

boom! boom! boom!

Caroline was knocked off balance, but reacted quickly, instantly raising her gun and firing.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The bullets struck Quentin in the shoulder and thigh, splattering blood everywhere.

However, Quentin didn't stop and rushed straight out of the freezer.

The shelf tipped over and crashed down on Caroline.

Lu Yiming pulled Caroline into his arms.

Bang! Boom!

The shelves were placed on the ground, and the heavy doors were closed.

Click.

The sound of a metal latch jamming came from outside the door.

Lu Yiming pushed aside the clutter on his body and rushed to the door.

He pulled out his gun and fired two shots at the door.

boom!boom!

The gate remained completely still, indicating that it could only be opened from the outside.

Without a safety device, even a gun cannot penetrate the thick lock.

"Damn it, he tricked me!"

Huhu——

The exhaust fan in the freezer compartment was running, and the refrigeration unit was making a roaring sound.

Cold air gushed out, and the temperature began to drop.

"He's trying to freeze us to death here."

Caroline was wearing a thin, backless evening gown, her lips were purple, and she hugged her shoulders with both hands.

Lu Yiming took off his suit jacket and draped it over Caroline's shoulders.

"Senior, wrap it tighter. Don't worry, I'll figure something out."

But Caroline didn't seem scared at all, and even licked her lips at Lu Yiming.

Lu Yiming took out his phone.

No signal.

He rubbed his hands together, searching the shelves for anything hard he could use to damage the refrigeration unit.

At this rate of temperature drop, they won't last long before they freeze to death from hypothermia.

Caroline hugged his waist from behind.

"Junior, don't be afraid."

She rested her chin on Lu Yiming's shoulder, her breath sweet as orchids: "I have a way to raise our body temperature."