Chapter 1963: The Plan Was Flawed From the Start

The young white coat was trapped in a pitch-black room, with only an interrogation table, a desk lamp, and two wooden chairs inside.

The desk lamp wouldn’t turn on; the main switch had been turned off.

Suddenly, the lamp lit up.

The not-too-bright amber glow illuminated the room.

Lu Yuan, who had opened the main switch, opened the door and walked in slowly, wearing a pair of brown leather shoes, stained with blood.

The young white coat looked up at him briefly, then lowered his gaze, remaining silent.

"Do you think you can stay silent forever?"

Lu Yuan placed a notebook on the table, sat on the wooden chair, leaned back, and stared at the young white coat with deep eyes, "They’ve already said you are the leader."

The young white coat remained silent.

"What is it you all want to do? Change that face, smoothly get all his money, and then run away as far as you can?"

Still silence.

"Stop dreaming. That woman has already said that the person is not even your boss."

"What did you say!"

The young white coat, who had been silent, finally spoke. He looked up, his eyes sharp, meeting Lu Yuan’s gaze, "You’re lying to me!"

"Lying to you?" Lu Yuan opened the notebook, slowly writing, "You’ve already fallen into our hands. What reason do we have to go through so much effort to deceive you? If I want to kill you, I can do it anytime."

"Then just kill me!" The young white coat’s voice was calm, returning to tranquility.

"It seems you don’t want to live. Perhaps it’s for the best, reuniting the whole family in the Underworld, your woman and your three-year-old son—"

"Don’t touch them!"

"We won’t lay a hand on them, but what about your boss? Has he already captured them?"

"I have no woman, nor any children."

"You really are contradictory. If you have no woman or children, why did you get so agitated earlier? Indeed, you haven’t registered for marriage with any woman. It’s rather magnanimous of you to let your classmate marry her abroad and put the son under his name. Something so easily checked, wouldn’t your boss find out about it?"

"He’s already dead."

"I’ve told you, he found a stunt double. The one you killed was a fake. If you don’t believe me, just check the latest news, see if he attended the press conference."

Lu Yuan tossed him a phone, closed his notebook, and before leaving the room, said lightly, "I hope when I come back, you’ll say something I want to hear. Dealing with a mute is no fun."

The door to the room closed, the switch was turned off, the lamp went out, and the room returned to darkness.

The darkness quickly quiets a person, leading them to contemplation.

Thinking late at night, thoughts quickly become clear.

Just like now, in his mind, one line after another connected, and things that were previously puzzling were figured out.

With trembling hands, he picked up the phone and played a video from the homepage.

It was a product launch event.

The "gentleman" sat in the middle seat, smiling.

The smile seemed to mock the young man’s stupidity and naivety.

Someone of his status wouldn’t just believe reports and assume surgery went well. How could someone like him not have a few stunt doubles?

The young man had been toyed with.

What he thought was a foolproof plan was flawed from the start because that gentleman would never risk himself; he valued his life above all else.

Just like in any investment, without complete certainty, he would never place a bet.