Since Xie Debiao's nightclub caught fire and caused fatalities, it has been sealed off. One of his subordinates, the legal representative of the Red Romance Nightclub, was arrested to take the fall.

In recent days, Xie Debiao has been keeping a low profile, repeatedly assisting the police with their investigations, and now spends his days at his small loan company.

In the office, Xie Debiao sat in his boss chair, his face dark as he looked at the dozen or so subordinates who were as silent as cicadas in winter. He asked in a deep voice:

"Have you still not found that person?"

One of his men replied:

"Brother Biao, the brothers have all spread out, but there are no leads yet."

"A bunch of useless fools, I've shown you the surveillance footage, and you still can't find a single person. Have you checked those who lost money at the venue? Any similarities?"

The leader of the subordinates replied:

"We checked, but the quality of the hidden cameras we installed isn't very clear. They were wearing masks and hats, so we can't identify their faces, only their general body shape. But among our gamblers, there's no middle-aged or elderly person with a similar build."

After hearing this, Xie Debiao grabbed the ashtray on his desk and smashed it on the ground, cursing:

"Are you an idiot? That's not some hunched-over middle-aged person. Have you ever seen a middle-aged person dragging seven or eight electric scooters without gasping for breath? Huh!"

Zhou Qiang, standing beside Xie Debiao, tried to console him:

"Uncle, don't be angry. Brother Hao and the others are trying their best to find him, but they don't have your keen observational skills."

Xie Debiao suppressed his anger and said:

"Listen, I don't care what methods you use, but you must find him within a week. Daring to mess with me in North City, he's really asking for it."

The subordinates all promised to comply and quickly exited the office.

But just as the office door closed, it was pushed open again. A female secretary in professional attire said:

"Mr. Xie, Officer Huang and Officer Wang are here again."

Xie Debiao was almost grinding his teeth to dust. These two officers had been like a persistent rash, refusing to let go of him.

He had no choice but to pretend that he had nothing to do with the matter and play dumb with them. Taking a deep breath, he put on his signature smile and said:

"Let them in."

Soon, the secretary led a man and a woman in police uniforms into the office.

Officer Huang, named Huang Wei, was the captain of the first squad of the Chang'an Prefecture Criminal Investigation Brigade, a middle-aged man around forty.

Behind him was Officer Wang, a beautiful policewoman named Wang Yue, the deputy captain of the first squad. Her looks and figure were strikingly similar to a certain celebrity from a small island.

Though she was attractive and had a stunning figure, she was a force to be reckoned with. A former special forces soldier from a military district, her skills were unmatched in the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Xie Debiao cheerfully walked out from behind his desk, smiling wryly:

"Oh, Officer Huang, Officer Wang, please have a seat. You've been here five times in the past few days. If this keeps up, no one will dare to do business here anymore. Hahaha."

Officer Huang, all business, took out his credentials and showed them, saying:

"Mr. Xie, we're on official duty and need your assistance with a few questions."

"Ask away, I'll tell you everything I know."

"Mr. Xie, do you have any dealings with the owner of the Red Romance Nightclub?"

"I've already said, I'm not familiar with them. Although that land is mine, I rented it out years ago. I have many businesses, and I really don't have the time to inquire about what they're doing after renting it."

Officer Huang nodded, took out a photo, placed it on the table, and asked:

"Take a look at this person, do you recognize them?"

Upon seeing the photo, Xie Debiao's pupils subtly twitched. He picked it up and examined it closely, saying:

"This person is wrapped up so tightly, wearing a mask, I can't see what they look like. Among the people I know, there's no one with this build and hunchback."

The two detectives had been watching Xie Debiao's reactions closely, and that brief flicker in his eyes did not escape their notice.

Just as Wang Yue was about to speak, Huang Wei interrupted her.

"Alright, Mr. Xie, thank you for your cooperation. Please try not to travel far in the near future, as we may need your assistance again with the follow-up to this arson case."

Xie Debiao replied righteously:

"Assisting the police in their investigation is my honor."

After seeing the two officers off, Xie Debiao sat on the sofa, deep in thought. The photo provided by the police was taken from surveillance at the intersection leading to the Red Romance Nightclub. The photo was clear, and it gave Xie Debiao a sense of familiarity.

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Zhou Qiang asked from the side:

"Uncle, how did the police also find this person? It seems this person can't stay hidden anymore."

Xie Debiao furrowed his brows, his gaze wandering as he searched his mind over and over, but he couldn't figure out who it was. This made him uneasy, so he instructed:

"Tell Hao and the others to intensify their search. Whoever finds him will get a 200,000 reward."

"Uncle, since the police are also looking for him, we don't need to be so anxious, do we?"

"Nonsense, we must find him before the police do. He feels very familiar to me, he must know me, and he definitely knows I'm the real owner behind the nightclub. This is a revenge tactic aimed at me.

If he has any solid evidence proving I'm the owner behind the scenes, and the police catch him, it would be very troublesome if he implicates me."

Only then did Zhou Qiang realize the seriousness of the situation. He turned to leave and make a call. Xie Debiao asked again:

"What has Li Fan been up to these past two days? Anything unusual?"

"Nothing unusual, just went out to buy a lot of clothes and medicines. After the nightclub incident, I pulled our people back to focus on finding someone."

"Alright, let's put Li Fan on hold for now and focus on finding this masked man."

Downstairs at the loan company, in a police car, Wang Yue asked in confusion:

"Captain Huang, why didn't you continue questioning? Xie Debiao definitely knows this person."

Huang Wei shook his head and advised:

"You're still too impatient. People like Xie Debiao are very slippery. You and I both know the Red Romance is his, but look, there's no connection to him in bank transactions, legal representatives, or even Guo Mu's communication records.

Would someone so cautious confess the truth just because of a few interrogation questions?"

"Then what should we do?"

"Find the person. This person is definitely a key figure. If they were just an ordinary gambler, Xie Debiao wouldn't have reacted so defensively.

So this person must be an enemy of Xie Debiao and might have the evidence we need."

Hearing Huang Wei's analysis, Wang Yue's eyes lit up, and she said:

"Captain, give the orders."

"Alright, let's split up. You go to the neighborhood where Xie Debiao lives and conduct a door-to-door inquiry. I'll check Xie Debiao's recent financial transactions and phone records."

"Captain, should we apply for a warrant?"

Huang Wei shook his head and said helplessly:

"No, apart from the timing, we don't have solid evidence to prove this person caused the fire."

Huang Wei lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, pondered for a while, and said:

"If we don't have any substantial results tonight, I'll apply for a coordination notice. Let's move."

Then the two drove away from the small loan company.

While Xie Debiao was playing cat and mouse with the police, Li Fan was completely unaware that he was being targeted by both sides. Even if he knew, he wouldn't have the time to care, as he was currently troubled about how to obtain the remaining resources.

After wandering around all morning, he had no success apart from buying some more clothes.

The idea of a zero-cost purchase kept surfacing in his mind.

After lunch, Li Fan found an internet café and rented a private booth. He planned to use the café's computer to see if Little Ran could synchronize with it.

Sitting in front of the computer, Li Fan entered the Alternate Space. Little Ran ran over excitedly when she saw Li Fan, holding up a tablet and asking:

"Do you have more of these? I've finished watching everything inside, it's so interesting."

It was initially just a casual act to help Little Ran pass the time, but he didn't expect her to be so happy about it. He smiled and said:

"Yes, I'll download more for you tonight. But I have something important for you to do now."

"What is it?"

"I found an internet café, which is one of the client terminals of the database you mentioned. Try to see if you can synchronize with it."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"What should I do?"

Ran Lin raised the tablet, pointing to the USB interface on it, and said:

"Your technological products are very primitive, still using a binary 0-1 processing system. When you go out, just touch this interface with your right hand, and leave the rest to me."

Li Fan exited the Alternate Space and touched the USB interface on the internet café's computer with his hand. He saw a black, fluid-like substance extending from his fingertip to the USB interface.

Li Fan was astonished. What exactly was that black sphere inside him? It could change shape at will and could extract external information through him as a medium.

However, Li Fan didn't hear any of the usual cursing and shouting that typically filled the internet café.