You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The morning sunlight streamed through the carved wooden window of the courtyard house, dappling the mahogany desk.

The air still carried a faint smell of gunpowder from last night, but more so the cool, ethereal fragrance emanating from the old locust tree in the courtyard.

Lin Chen sat in a large, reclining chair, toying with the dark blue hard drive he had brought back from Zhao Tiansheng's underground fortress.

This thing may seem insignificant, but it is actually terrifyingly heavy. It contains not only data, but also the sinister foundation that the "Dark Moon" organization has painstakingly built up over decades in China and even throughout Asia.

"Still not asleep?"

Lin Chen turned his head slightly and looked at Ye Qingcheng who pushed the door open and entered.

Ye Qingcheng was wearing a well-tailored dark blue business suit, with the top button of her white shirt fastened meticulously, making her long, swan-like neck appear even whiter.

She walked over gracefully, holding a cup of freshly ground Blue Mountain coffee in her hand and wearing high heels. Although there was a hint of fatigue from staying up all night in her beautiful eyes, there was more of an irrepressible excitement.

"Who can sleep at a time like this?"

Ye Qingcheng gently placed the coffee next to Lin Chen, then leaned against the desk, her long, beautiful legs faintly visible beneath her skirt.

"Su Qingge interrogated Zhao Tiansheng overnight, but that guy is tough and won't say anything."

"However, he probably never dreamed that you had already uncovered all his secrets."

Lin Chen smiled and casually pushed the hard drive in front of Ye Qingcheng.

"This contains the underlying data of tens of thousands of offshore accounts. Over the years, Zhao Tiansheng has laundered tens of billions of US dollars overseas through the Tiansheng Group's ocean trade."

"This money is the lifeblood of 'Dark Moon'."

Ye Qingcheng leaned down, opened her laptop, and her slender fingers slid quickly across the touchpad.

As the screen displayed a dense array of numbers and complex cross-border transfer paths, even this billionaire CEO, who was used to grand occasions, couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"Five hundred billion... or in US dollars?"

Ye Qingcheng's voice trembled slightly as she looked up at Lin Chen, her eyes filled with shock.

"Honey, the amount of money this is terrifying."

"If the Dark Moon headquarters notices anything amiss, they only need one instruction to disperse and transfer this money to any corner of the world within seconds."

"At that point, we'll really never be able to find it again."

Lin Chen picked up his coffee and took a sip, a knowing glint in his eyes.

He put down his cup and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound.

"They can't leave."

Lin Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of dominance.

"Since this money dares to catch my eye, it must belong to China."

"Qingcheng, immediately mobilize all the liquid funds under the Ye Group, including those offshore trusts you have set up overseas, and put them all on standby."

Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful eyes lit up, and her breathing became a little rapid.

"You mean... to directly intercept this money in the global financial market?"

"Interception is only the first step."

Lin Chen activated [God-level Actuary Mastery] and [God-level Hacking Skills]. His brain was now like a super-high-dimensional quantum computer, with countless logical lines and probability models being constructed in an instant.

"I'm going to put on a spectacular strangulation show for the Darkmoon headquarters."

"Don't they boast about controlling the financial order of the dark world? Then I'll show them what true dimensional reduction attacks are all about."

Lin Chen turned around and placed his hands on the keyboard. In that instant, his demeanor changed.

His previous lazy, fish-like demeanor vanished without a trace, replaced by a chilling aura that seemed to control life and death.

[God-level Magic Hand Speed] Activated!

Ye Qingcheng only felt a blur before her eyes, and Lin Chen's fingers had already turned into a blur, frantically typing on the keyboard.

The code on the screen flowed by like a waterfall, a complex logic that would make an ordinary person dizzy just by looking at it.

"I wrote a Trojan horse that automatically tracks the underlying gateways of these accounts."

"As soon as 'Dark Moon' tries to move even a single penny, this Trojan horse will bite their money chain like a giant python and forcibly redirect ownership."

Lin Chen calmly gave instructions while operating the equipment.

"Qingcheng, you're in charge of drawing fire on the main battlefield. Using the name of the Ye Group, aggressively acquire shares in shell companies connected to the Tiansheng Group at the London and New York stock exchanges."

"I want them to think that we just want to commercially acquire them, thereby concealing our true intentions at the data level."

Ye Qingcheng, as expected of a business prodigy, instantly understood Lin Chen's plan.

This is a classic case of feigning one move while secretly making another!

"Okay, I'll get right on it!"

Ye Qingcheng turned around, exuding the aura of a domineering CEO.

She walked to the door, then suddenly stopped, turned back, and said softly.

"Honey, be careful. Their hacker team is probably not to be underestimated."

Lin Chen waved his hand without turning his head, a slight smile curving his lips.

"In the online world, I am God."

"They're just kids playing in the mud."

As Ye Qingcheng left, only the rapid clatter of keyboard clicks remained in the study.

Lin Chen stared at the red dot on the screen that was constantly being improved; it was the signal source from the "Dark Moon" headquarters.

He not only wants to rob money, but he also wants to follow this lead to find the "Pluto" who is far away in Europe.

At this moment, Lin Chen was already silently complaining in his heart: If I can bring back all 50 billion US dollars, how many good things will the system reward me with?

Maybe we can renovate this courtyard house into Iron Man's base.

However, he also knew that the next few hours would be the most thrilling showdown in global financial history.

The Dark Moon Organization will not sit idly by and wait for its demise; it has already unfurled a net large enough to devour everything.