Peninsula: My cheat code is unscientific

Chapter 100 The mastermind behind the scenes
But seeing that Jiang Che was running in a dead end, the thugs relaxed, even slowing their pace and wearing mocking expressions. The blond-haired guy even laughed loudly:

"Haha! No way out now! Where do you think you're going to run? Come here obediently!"

Jiang Che ignored the shouts behind him and continued at full speed. He accelerated, ran to the wall, and leaped up with incredible lightness, heading towards the lamppost!

"Holy crap! She jumped off a building?"

"She's insane!"

Red Hair was also terrified—he had no intention of killing anyone! He dashed to the wall and hurriedly peered down—

The expected bloody and mangled scene did not occur.

In mid-air, Jiang Che stretched out his body and precisely embraced the lamppost. He then pressed his entire body against it, using friction to slow his descent, and finally wrapped his legs around it.

Just like a secret agent in a movie, he slid down the lamppost with incredible speed and smoothness!

Red Hair had just breathed a sigh of relief—thank goodness he hadn't actually jumped—when he couldn't help but curse inwardly:
"Is this an idol?! Is this Tarzan?!"

……

Downstairs, a young man was holding up his phone, his back to the building, and livestreaming while talking animatedly.
"Family members, who understands! I just attended Taeyeon and Noona's mini fan meeting, and Noona is so beautiful and gentle! She even patted a lucky fan on the head just now, ahhh I'm so jealous! Why wasn't it me!"

The comments on the screen were scrolling rapidly.

I'm so jealous! What kind of incredible luck is this?!

Dude, where are the details? Tell me more!

How is Taeyeon feeling today?

"Status? She's definitely goddess level! It's just... uh, I don't know why, but I feel like Taeyeon unnie's aura is a little... weird today?" The guy scratched his head, trying to find the right words:

"Extremely gentle, but with a touch of... um... brotherly chivalry?... Oh my god! What are you guys doing?!"

The comments section suddenly went wild, and the tone of the chat changed drastically:
[Holy crap! What happened next?! What's going on next?!]

【Are you filming a movie?】

[Wait...that outfit...that hair...am I seeing things? Isn't that Taeyeon?!]

[Taeyeon?! How did she slide down from the lamppost?!]

The young man turned around, looking completely bewildered, and then he witnessed a scene he would never forget—

Behind them, on a lamppost at least six meters tall, a petite figure was sliding down at an absurdly fast speed—a white shirt, light blue ripped jeans,

That signature light blonde hair... isn't that the person from the fan meeting just now?
"Chiliu——"

Jiang Che landed steadily and cleanly, and then saw a dumbfounded guy holding up his phone.

Eyes facing each other.

The air froze for three seconds.

The young man suddenly snapped back to reality, his voice cracking:
"Taeyeon noona?!"
Jiang Che looked at the somewhat familiar face, but couldn't immediately place it. However, the situation was urgent, and he didn't have time to think about where he'd seen the person before. He grabbed the man's arm and spoke rapidly:
"Listen, there's no time to explain now. Someone tried to kidnap me in the parking lot upstairs, at least seven people. My manager is still up there holding them off. Please call the police, I'm leaving now."

"Kidnapping...kidnapping?!" The guy's face turned pale with fright, and the live stream chat exploded.

[Kidnapping?]

Is this for real?! Kidnapping an idol in broad daylight?!

Jiang Che patted his shoulder heavily:

"I'm entrusting you with this important task! Take care of yourself!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for the other person to react at all, and his sharp gaze swept across the road, just as an empty taxi drove by.

He darted forward, expertly opened the car door, climbed in, and quickly gave the driver Taeyeon's address:

"Driver, please speed up!"

The taxi sped away, leaving behind only the guy who was frozen in place, the number of viewers in his live stream skyrocketing, and the group of Calabash Brothers clinging to the wall at the edge of the third-floor parking lot, looking at each other in bewilderment.

In the car, Jiang Che finally breathed a sigh of relief and took out his phone to call Taeyeon back.

The call was answered almost instantly, and Taeyeon's anxious voice came through:

"Hey! Jiang Che! What happened to you just now?! Why did you suddenly hang up?"

"Don't even mention it," Jiang Che rubbed his forehead.
“I just finished holding a fan meeting for you, and then I was surrounded and chased by seven people. There was another person, I don’t know if he was an accomplice, who I knocked away with a knee strike. In the end, I had no choice but to jump off a lamppost from the third floor to escape.”

Taeyeon was stunned as she listened on the other end of the phone:

"...Huh? Seven? Accomplices? Jumping from the third floor to a streetlight? You ran into sasaeng fans? There's no need to jump from the third floor! Oh! Are you alright? Are you hurt? Where's your manager oppa?"

“It’s not a sasaeng fan, it feels like a kidnapping. I’m fine, but your manager oppa… I don’t know his situation right now. Can you contact him to see if he’s safe? I’ve already asked a passerby to call the police.”

Jiang Che analyzed:
"By the way, Taeyeon, from now on, you absolutely must bring bodyguards with you on your solo trips, understand?"

"Yes...yes..." Taeyeon was clearly startled and obediently agreed. Kang Cheol pondered for a moment before asking:

"Taeyeon, have you ever made any enemies?"
"No... I don't think so."

Jiang Che frowned, the image of the man he had kneed down flashing through his mind—wearing a baseball cap and a black mask, with a camera hanging around his neck…

"camera?"

"Yes. You need to figure out a way quickly, see if you can get your hands on the surveillance footage from the third floor of that parking lot through the company or the police. I'll send you the location later."

“Okay, I’ll contact the company right away,” Taeyeon quickly agreed.

Jiang Che leaned back in the car, increasingly convinced that the man he had taken down resembled Byun Baekhyun. He gritted his teeth, thinking, 'Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. If it really wasn't him, then he was just unlucky.'

On the other side, on the third floor of the parking lot.

The thugs exchanged glances as they watched Jiang Che slide down the lamppost like a monkey, then get into a taxi and disappear in the blink of an eye. The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

The green-haired boy sidled up to the red-haired boy and cautiously asked:
"Big brother, what... what do we do with this?" He pointed to the manager who was still being held by two thugs behind him.

Redhead glanced back at his manager, scratched his striking red hair in annoyance, and waved his hand dismissively:

"Let it go, let it go. There's no use keeping a weak manager around."

As soon as the two henchmen let go, the manager's legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground, but he still managed to maintain his professional demeanor and asked tremblingly:

"Um... gentlemen, could you please tell me who ordered this? I'd like to report back to the company..."

Red Hair: "..."

The blond-haired guy couldn't help but sneer, "Is this guy not quite right in the head?"

Red Hair: Get out of here! If you keep nagging, I'll really leave you here!

The agent immediately shut up and, very sensibly, moved towards the elevator as quickly as possible.

After dismissing the agent, the red-haired man turned his gaze to the man in the baseball cap who was still lying dead on the ground.

He walked over and gently nudged the other person with his toe, but there was no reaction. So he squatted down and checked their breathing.

"Tsk, not bad, not dead. It's just that chin..." The red-haired man scrutinized the other's noticeably swollen jaw, and couldn't help but grin.

"That knee strike was really brutal."

He gestured to his two henchmen beside him:
"Get him into the car."

The two henchmen hurriedly dragged the man in the baseball cap up and shoved him into an old van they had driven there. Red Hair pulled out a half-empty bottle of mineral water from the van, unscrewed it, and poured it directly onto the man's face without any hesitation.

"Cough cough cough! Ugh—hiss!" The man in the baseball cap suddenly woke up, a sharp pain shooting through his jaw, instantly bringing him to his senses. His eyes were filled with terror and disbelief—his great-grandmother had been holding his hand and walking with him for a while!
When he finally saw the red-haired man in front of him and his henchmen around him, his memories slowly returned.

"Oh no! Where's Kim Tae-yeon?!" He tried to sit up abruptly, but the pain made him gasp for breath.

"They got away." Redhead said succinctly, then held out his hand:
"Even though we didn't catch anyone, we still deserve our hard-earned money. Let's settle the balance."

Upon hearing this, the man in the baseball cap was so angry he almost laughed out loud, and he grimaced again as he pulled at his injured chin.
"Final payment? You haven't even gotten your hands on the person, and you still have the nerve to ask me for the final payment? We agreed that we would bring the person into the car, take photos, and then exchange the photos for the money! Where are the photos now?"

Red Hair scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain:

"Byun Baekhyun, what are you pretending to be? Do you really think we can't see through your dirty thoughts?"

"They just wanted to take photos of Taeyeon with gangsters like us, to make it look like she willingly hung out with friends like us, and then release them to create public opinion."
"Ruin her reputation, make her universally condemned and isolated, and then you appear like a savior, comforting and rescuing her—have you watched too many cliché dramas?"

Byun Baekhyun's expression changed, his eyes flickered, and he stubbornly said:

"What...what nonsense are you spouting!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Red Hair slapped Byun Baekhyun's cheek, quite hard.
"Let's leave that aside. But explain how an idol like her could slide down a lamppost from the third floor like Tarzan."

Oh, right, and by the way, a flying knee to knock you out? Tsk, you're not just all show and no substance, are you? You haven't even done your own research, and you have the nerve to ask me for photos?

As he spoke, Red Hair grabbed the camera hanging around Byun Baekhyun's neck, roughly flipped through the photos, pressed a few buttons randomly, and found a photo of Jiang Che and the others seemingly talking in the parking lot.

"Look, there it is!" Red Hair shoved the camera screen in front of Byun Baekhyun's face.
"It'll do alright, but hurry up and pay me! We don't have time to waste with you. If you don't pay,..."

Here's a photo of you becoming friends with us, and as a bonus, a little story about "Byeon Mo-hyun, a member of a popular boy band, attempting to kidnap a senior colleague from the same company but failing."

Byun Baekhyun's face turned deathly pale instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his brow. He glared at the red-haired man, then glanced at the other six thugs in the car, knowing he was doomed to suffer a loss today. He cursed Jiang Che and the group of thugs a thousand times in his mind.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he took out his phone and reluctantly transferred the money through an anonymous overseas account.

Hearing the notification sound indicating a successful transfer, Red Hair looked at his phone with satisfaction.

"Alright, the deal's done." Red Hair shoved the camera back into Byun Baekhyun's arms, gesturing for his underling to open the car door.
"Mr. Bian, please?"

Byun Baekhyun clutched his chin and awkwardly got out of the car. His feet had barely touched the ground when, as if remembering something, he turned back and asked in a low voice:

"Um... is there another opportunity to cooperate next time?"

(End of this chapter)