My chat group members are all legendary criminals.

Chapter 67 Why didn't you arrive later?

Fifteen minutes ago.

"I'm asking if two men and one woman went in, not if you need to sign up for a card!"

Mia, dressed in a black robe, was stopped at the front desk, her chest heaving with anger.

Everything really went wrong for her today.

When she was leaving the hot pot restaurant after paying the bill, the waiter told her that Caroline had hung the entire bill on her.

It wasn't until that moment that she realized she had been exposed.

Damn it, that bitch actually made her pay the bill!

Furious, Mia followed them into the underground gym, only to be blocked at the door by the receptionist.

"Excuse me, ma'am, this is a membership-based business, and we cannot disclose membership information."

The receptionist had a professional, fake smile on her face.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll get a card, hurry up!" Mia slammed the bank card on the counter.

The receptionist's expression instantly changed, and she pulled out a price list with a beaming smile:

"Okay, ma'am, would you like an annual pass, a quarterly pass, or a monthly pass?"

She impatiently pointed to one at random, "The season pass."

The receptionist glanced at the direction she was pointing.

"Excuse me, ma'am, you mean the most expensive annual card."

Mia couldn't hold back any longer and slammed her ID on the table.

"Fremont police! Open the gates!"

"Oh dear! Officer! They followed Ian to the innermost office, that's our boss's office, I don't know anything about it!"

The receptionist answered tremblingly, then hurriedly pressed the switch, and the gate opened.

"I have no idea what the boss did..."

Then, with lightning speed, she grabbed her bag and slipped out the door.

Mia was a little confused. What was she so afraid of?

As soon as she entered the door, several muscular, strong men surrounded her.

"Beautiful lady, would you like to learn more about our private coaching sessions? We also offer breast enhancement courses..."

Mia shoved the person blocking her way, flashed her badge, and yelled, "Police investigation! Get out of my way!"

"Sorry to bother you."

Upon seeing this, everyone scattered like birds and beasts, running even faster than the receptionist had run away.

She jogged across the training area and rushed into the office.

She was stunned as soon as she entered the room.

The big, goofy Ian I saw at the hot pot restaurant was now tied up and bound to a chair.

With a rag stuffed in its mouth, it kept making muffled noises.

Mia stepped forward and ripped the rag out of his mouth, demanding fiercely, "Where are that adulterous couple?!"

Ian paused for a moment before realizing that the "cheating couple" she was referring to was the police couple from earlier.

"I'm asking you a question!" Mia slapped him.

He winced in pain and quickly gestured towards the back door.

Without saying a word, Mia took off after him.

Just as I rushed to the back door corridor, I heard two gunshots, "Bang! Bang!"

Then she saw a middle-aged man with a small mustache, his hands tied behind his back, shot twice, staggering and crashing into a heavy iron door, cursing, "Damn it, those damn cops..."

Mia immediately realized what was happening, pulled out her pistol, and fired a shot at the man's back.

boom!

"Ah!" Quentin screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Mia ignored him and rushed to the iron gate, only to find that it was a password-protected door.

She raised her hand and fired two shots at the door lock.

Boom!

The bullet pierced the lock cylinder, and the door popped open automatically.

As soon as the door opened, a blast of cold air hit her, and the sight before her instantly enraged her.

Inside the cold storage, Caroline was straddling Lu Yiming!

She was wearing Lu Yiming's suit jacket, and the two of them were pressed close together, constantly twisting and turning in the cramped space.

"Come on, junior! Let's exchange body heat like this, or have more intimate physical contact, to slow down the heat loss..."

"You two adulterers!" Mia shouted, her face flushed red with shame and anger.

"Mia!" Lu Yiming was overjoyed, never expecting this little girl to appear here.

"What are you doing here? Hey, senior, we're saved! You don't have to do this anymore!"

He pushed away Caroline, who was clinging to him like a wolf, and chased after her, pulling up his pants.

Caroline slowly straightened her clothes, then looked at Mia and said quietly, "Why didn't you arrive later?"

"You knew all along I was following you! And you deliberately made me pay for your things!" Mia yelled angrily.

Caroline ignored the other person's roar, walked up to her, puffed out her proud chest, and made a face.

"Your figure gives you away."

Mia was taken aback. "I'm all wrapped up so thickly, how could you still tell?"

Wait, is she insulting me?!

She immediately pounced on Caroline and grabbed her hair.

……

As soon as Lu Yiming caught up, he saw Quentin dragging one leg, crawling with difficulty on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.

"You old bastard, you didn't manage to escape in the end."

He stepped forward, grabbed his hair, and forced him to lift his head.

Quentin's face was covered in blood, his eyes were unfocused, and he uttered incoherent pleas: "Help me...help me...take me to the hospital..."

Unfortunately, Lu Yiming was no saint. He sneered, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless."

He pressed hard on the wound in Quentin's thigh where he had been shot.

"Aaaaaah!"

In excruciating pain, Quentin screamed and sprang up, seemingly regaining some consciousness.

"There's a safe behind the bookshelf in the office, the combination is 520... Please, let me go, please let me go!"

Lu Yiming slammed the other man's head hard onto the ground.

boom!

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier? Did you lure us into the cold storage to kill us?"

He stood up, dusted the blood off his hands, and looked at Quentin with disdain: "Now I know the password, you're useless."

"Ah...don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Quentin was terrified, struggling violently. "I'm useful to you! I'm useful to you! Don't kill me!"

Lu Yiming stepped on his chest, looking down at him condescendingly: "What good are you? Are you planning some kind of trick again?"

"I am... I'm the one who mixes the color-changing ink for the counterfeit money ring! I know where their warehouse is!"

Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat. Wow, you have impressive mental fortitude.

I won't reveal this secret unless I beat you to death.

No wonder there were so many counterfeit banknotes in the freezer.

He examined the man's wound.

One shot to the shoulder, one to the thigh, and another, presumably fired by Mia, hitting the side of the abdomen.

They won't die for now.

Professionally trained police officers typically do not shoot in the head; they leave the criminal alive to facilitate subsequent interrogation.

At this moment, Caroline and Mia came out one after the other, still pinching each other's hair.

"Mia, call an ambulance for him. Don't let him die."

"Have her call him for you..."

Although Mia was annoyed, she still shook off Caroline and took out her phone.

Lu Yiming didn't have time to watch them tear each other apart, so he turned around and went back to the small office.

"Brother, let me go, let me go! I didn't do anything wrong!" Big, simple-minded Ian cried out, tears streaming down his face.

Lu Yiming ignored him and pushed the cabinet open, revealing the safe hidden behind it.

He easily opened it using the password Quentin gave him.

When the cabinet door was opened, several large stacks of US dollars were neatly stacked inside.

He glanced at it and estimated it to be at least three hundred thousand US dollars.

"Tsk tsk, this money should be enough for me to tide me over for a while."

He grabbed his gym bag and started stuffing things inside.

He then thought for a moment, walked over, loosened Ian's ropes, and threw a stack of banknotes in front of him.

"Take this money and get your doctor. This brat isn't even an adult yet and he's already getting medication; he might not live for another two or three years."

Big, simple-minded Ian held the stack of banknotes, somewhat dazed.

He thought he was going to jail or even be beaten to death, but he never expected to find a way out.

"Brother, are you really letting me go?"

"Just get out of here, stop talking nonsense!"

"Waaaah... Brother, I will repay you."

Ian felt like he had been granted a pardon and ran out with the money in his hand.

Lu Yiming turned his head and continued stuffing money into the bowl. Without this kid, he wouldn't have been able to find this gym.

Besides, he's different from Quentin Tarantino; this kid hasn't done anything wrong. He's just a foolish young man who was tricked and dreams of becoming an internet celebrity.

As he was collecting things, he discovered a bottle of special paint at the deepest part of the safe.

He took it out and shook it: "Color-changing ink?"

"Do I still have a red envelope from the painter that I haven't used?"