The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Deep in the grass, the skinny man crouched low, his eyes fixed on the black Volkswagen sedan not far away through the camera's viewfinder.

The dark heat-insulating film on the car windows gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the cool moonlight. Only the warm yellow reading light inside the car illuminated the silhouettes of two intertwined figures nestled together in the back seat.

In the cramped back seat, two figures clung tightly to each other, the atmosphere tender and ambiguous, completely immersed in the quiet warmth of their solitude, oblivious to the prying eyes of the outside world.

The skinny man stared at the scene in the viewfinder, his throat dry and tight, his mind completely captivated by what he saw. He unconsciously licked his chapped lips, and his palms, gripping the camera tightly, were already soaked with cold sweat.

The summer night was swarming with mosquitoes. My neck was covered in red, swollen welts from their bites, but I didn't dare move an inch, not even raising my hand to shoo them away, for fear that the slightest sound would disturb the two people in the car.

The scene in the viewfinder was so realistic and exciting that it far surpassed anything he had ever seen before.

The head of the Hehai City Public Security Bureau, a high-ranking, aloof, and serious female director, was seen cuddling alone with a young man of significantly different age in a car next to an unfinished building in the desolate suburbs. If this secret scene were to get out, it would be enough to cause a huge uproar in the city, and no one would dare to believe it.

Countless thoughts raced through the skinny man's mind, and greed surged forth.

The initial reward of 100,000 yuan was no longer of interest to him.

He knew perfectly well that Lin Feng owned multiple billiard halls and logistics businesses, and was very wealthy; Ye Qinghan held a high position and had a powerful background, and valued his reputation and future most, so he could not afford the slightest negative controversy.

Such a person, to protect their future and reputation, would not hesitate to pay money to keep quiet, let alone 100,000, or even 1 million or 2 million.

Greed completely clouded his judgment, and he even planned his escape route: extort money in batches, first taking a million, and then repeatedly manipulating the video after the deed was done, demanding compensation when he needed more money.

This exclusive private video is his lifelong cash cow, enough to completely control the two women, making them afraid to resist or call the police.

He started fantasizing about buying a house and a car, living off the interest, and completely escaping the miserable life of a lowly underling. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. He quickly covered his mouth tightly.

Fortunately, the unfinished building was located in a spacious and secluded area, and the sound of the wind masked the subtle movements, so the two people in the car were completely unaware.

Time passed slowly, and the recording time jumped to more than forty minutes.

The skinny man was secretly amazed by Lin Feng's physical strength and composure, and his jealousy grew stronger. He became even more certain that he had the upper hand and victory was assured.

Just then, the camera's battery icon started flashing red rapidly, indicating it was about to shut down. The skinny guy immediately pressed the stop button, safely saving the entire video, and quickly fast-forwarded to check the footage.

The warm light inside the car was clear and bright, and the profiles and expressions of the two people were completely recorded. The picture was clear, the evidence was conclusive, and there were no omissions.

The handle is firmly in my grasp.

He carefully hid the camera in the bushes and took out his phone to take backup photos, ensuring double protection and preventing any mishaps.

Turn on the camera, zoom out to the maximum, and aim at the black car in the distance.

Although the image quality of a mobile phone is not as good as that of a professional camera, the positions and postures of the two people inside the car are still clearly discernible.

The skinny man held his breath and lightly tapped the shutter button.

In an instant!

A blinding white flash suddenly pierced the dark wilderness!

The skinny man's mind went blank for a moment, his body stiffened, and his heart sank. In his panic, he completely forgot to turn off his phone's flashlight!

The white light was particularly dazzling in the pitch-black wilderness, like a flare exploding, instantly illuminating the entire open space and even clearly exposing the mottled walls of the unfinished building in the distance.

He was terrified. He quickly shoved his phone back in, grabbed the camera from the bushes, and turned to run away as fast as he could.

Inside the car, Ye Qinghan, who was immersed in tenderness, instantly snapped to her professional alertness the moment the white light came on.

All tenderness vanished, her expression changed drastically, and she instinctively bent down, alarm bells ringing in her mind. Her years of experience in high-ranking law enforcement made her instantly aware of the danger.

"Someone is taking pictures of me!"

She spoke in a very low voice, her tone filled with an unprecedented gravity and panic, her usually cool eyes now etched with fear. The brief moment of tenderness shattered completely, replaced by an endless crisis.

Lin Feng, sitting in the back row, also caught a glimpse of the fleeing black figure through the rear window.

Only one chilling thought occupied his mind: if this person escaped with the image, he and Ye Qinghan would be utterly disgraced and doomed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Feng quickly pulled on his pants, and without even bothering to tidy himself up, he pushed open the car door and jumped out.

"Stay in the car, and whatever you do, don't get out!"

He turned back and gave a deep warning, then walked barefoot across the ground covered with gravel and weeds. His feet were cut by sharp stones, causing him excruciating pain, but he did not dare to slow down at all and quickly chased after the fleeing shadow.

The skinny man in front was already terrified and was scrambling to escape.

He had scouted out the surrounding terrain beforehand and thought he could escape smoothly, but the wilderness at night was in extremely poor condition, full of potholes and overgrown with weeds, making it difficult to walk.

The increasingly rapid footsteps behind him struck his heart like a death knell.

Filled with regret, I hate myself for making such a stupid mistake and ruining everything, but there is no turning back now, I can only rush forward desperately.

As long as you rush onto a nearby private car and lock the doors, you will be completely safe.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters...

The vehicle's outline was already clearly visible; victory was within reach.

The skinny man was overjoyed and gritted his teeth to speed up, but his foot suddenly slipped and he stepped into a deep pit covered by weeds, causing a sudden and sharp pain in his ankle, which was twisted!

He instantly lost his balance and fell heavily forward!

The camera he was clutching slipped from his grasp and flew into the tall grass beside him. His chin slammed hard against the sharp pebbles, and his teeth bit his tongue, filling his mouth with the strong, metallic taste of blood.

He endured the excruciating pain and tried to get up using both hands and feet, but in just a few seconds, the figure behind him had already caught up.

A strong, powerful hand suddenly grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him sharply backward!

The skinny man was pulled up in mid-air and slammed heavily onto the gravel ground, his head hitting the ground violently. His vision went black for a moment, and he felt dizzy.

The next instant, a naked figure suddenly pressed down, its hard knees pressing firmly against his chest, pinning him to the ground, rendering him unable to move.

Lin Feng was drenched in cold sweat, his breathing was heavy and rapid, and his bare feet were covered with tiny wounds, with blood slowly seeping out from his soles, mixing with the dirt and gravel, causing unbearable pain.

But he felt no pain whatsoever; only a cold, resolute look remained in his eyes.

With one hand pressed firmly against the skinny man's chest, the other hand groped quickly on the ground, its fingertips touching a hard piece of broken brick about half the size of a palm.

Without hesitation or doubt.

He raised the brick and smashed it down hard on the side of the skinny man's head!

The first heavy blow landed, and the skinny man screamed in agony. He instinctively raised his arms to protect his head, and the brick slammed heavily onto his forearm bones, producing a dull, heavy impact.

The second blow followed immediately, landing precisely on the side of the temple. The ear-piercing scream abruptly ceased, leaving only a muffled groan of pain.

With the third blow, the skinny man's stiffly raised arm went limp and fell to the ground. He was too weak to struggle and his consciousness began to fade.

The fourth, the fifth... the force was steady, and each strike was delivered flawlessly.