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

Ye Qinghan told him on the phone that all the procedures had been completed, and the approval document from the Provincial Public Security Department had just been faxed over. This time, the Hehai Municipal Bureau was handling a case across cities, and the procedures were completely compliant.

Shen Ping also gave instructions, and the provincial department office has informed the Zijin Municipal Bureau, but will not disclose the details of the operation in advance.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng leaned back in his seat, looking out at the night view of Zijin City, his fingers tapping lightly on his knee.

Everything is proceeding according to plan; now we just need to wait.

Inside the private room, Lu Hao was unaware that this was his last night of revelry. Leaning back on the sofa, with one arm around one of the twins, he said some flirtatious things, feeling incredibly pampered.

He picked up the bottled water on the table, unscrewed the cap, took a few gulps, and then pulled one of them into his arms. The twins looked at each other again in the darkness, and one of them stood up and said he was going to the restroom, taking the bottle of mineral water that Lu Hao had finished drinking from and walking out.

As he pushed open the door to the private room, the light from the corridor streamed in through the crack, illuminating Lu Hao's intoxicated face. He was completely unaware that this was the last time in his life he would embrace a woman in a lavish private room.

A dozen minutes later, a flurry of footsteps suddenly echoed down the corridor.

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and seven or eight uniformed police officers filed in. Leading them was Chen, the newly transferred deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Hehai Municipal Public Security Bureau.

He was in his early thirties, with a square face and thick eyebrows.

Lu Hao was stunned by this sudden turn of events. He pushed away the woman in his arms and tried to stand up, but two policemen stepped forward, pressed him down on the sofa, and handcuffed his hands behind his back.

Deputy Chief Chen looked at Lu Hao and said, word by word, "You are suspected of soliciting prostitution and drug use. We are summoning you for investigation in accordance with the law." Lu Hao struggled to raise his head and shouted, "I'm from Zijin City! What right do you Hehai police have to arrest me? I'm going to call my dad!"

Deputy Chief Chen didn't say anything, but simply gestured to the police officer next to him to point the body camera at Lu Hao's face.

Since the person soliciting prostitution was a resident of Hehai City, the Hehai City Public Security Bureau had jurisdiction over the case in accordance with the law. Furthermore, this operation had been reported to and approved by the Provincial Public Security Department, and the procedures for handling the case across cities were complete and legal.

Upon hearing this, Lu Hao's face drained of all color in an instant. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but two policemen had already grabbed his arms, pulled him off the sofa, and pushed him toward the door.

The operation was extremely swift; from the moment the police stormed into the private room to the moment they put Lu Hao into the police car, it took only a very short time.

There was almost no reaction in Zijin City. By the time the people at Jinbihuihuang realized what was happening and made calls to report it up the chain of command, the police car escorting Lu Hao had already left Zijin City and was speeding along the highway towards Hehai.

Lin Feng stood across the street watching the police car's taillights disappear into the night. He picked up his phone and sent Ye Qinghan a message with only two words: "Done."

Ye Qinghan replied to his message almost instantly, saying that the Hehai Municipal Bureau had made arrangements and that Lu Hao would be sent directly to the First Detention Center after arriving, where he would be isolated and detained without any opportunity to contact outsiders.

I sent him another message, telling him to come back quickly and be careful.

When news of Lu Hao's arrest reached the headquarters of China Real Estate Group, his father was in his office having a meeting with several vice presidents.

His secretary pushed open the door and whispered a few words in his ear. Within seconds, his face went from rosy to ashen.

After the meeting ended, I closed the office door and started making phone calls. I first called an acquaintance at the Zijin Municipal Bureau, who said that this operation was directly approved by the Provincial Department, and the procedures on the Hehai side were complete, so Zijin City had no say in it.

I called Liu Ming again. The phone rang several times before he answered. Liu Ming sounded very tired and said that my dad had just received a call from the provincial government. The caller was very firm and told us that Zijin City should not interfere.

Lu Hao was caught red-handed this time, with the evidence all there. How can I help him? There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Liu Ming's voice came through again, his tone no longer as confident as before.

"Uncle Lu, let me give you some advice. This matter is not simple. The other party was able to use their connections in the provincial government to arrest people across cities. The power behind them is something we can't withstand. I suggest you think about how to protect yourself first, and don't drag the entire Zhongfang Group into this mess."

Lu Hao's father slowly loosened his grip on the phone. He slumped into his office chair, looking out at the night view of Zijin City, and for the first time felt that the empire he had built in his life might really be collapsing.

When Lu Hao was taken to the No. 1 Detention Center in Hehai City, he was still in a daze.

He sat on the iron chair in the interrogation room, the handcuffs on his wrists digging painfully into his skin, the scenes from tonight replaying in his mind.

Mingming scanned the private room with his phone and found no suspicious signals; the bottled water tasted no different from usual; and the twins did not exhibit any unusual behavior from beginning to end.

What exactly went wrong? He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.

The blood test results came back early the next morning: positive. The fluorescent lights in the interrogation room cast a stark white light on Lu Hao's face, making the bluish-gray under his eyelids stand out even more.

He hadn't slept all night, his hair was a mess and hanging down his forehead, and his flashy printed shirt had been replaced with the gray vest that was uniform in the detention center. He looked disheveled and haggard.

Deputy Chief Chen placed the lab report on the table and pushed it towards him for him to read. Lu Hao stared at the paper for a long time, then suddenly looked up.

"I've been framed! Those twins gave me that bottle of water! Investigate that bottle of water; you'll definitely find something wrong!"

Deputy Captain Chen leaned back in his chair, his tone indifferent.

"What water? Only your fingerprints and DNA were found at the scene, and the water bottle inside the house only has your fingerprints on it."

Lu Hao opened his mouth, only to realize he had fallen into a trap that had been dug long ago. He couldn't recall the twins' names, nor did he know where they came from.

All I remember are two pairs of long legs encased in black stockings and two blurry, beautiful faces in the dim light. As for the bottle of water, it had long been taken out of the private room and disposed of; not even the bottle cap could be found.

Meanwhile, Lü Peng was locked in a business hotel room and stared at the ceiling all night.

He watched as messages popped up one after another on Kui Zi's phone screen: Lu Hao being pinned down in the private room, Lu Hao being taken to a police car, and the police car driving out of Zijin City. Every message sent chills down his spine.

That young man surnamed Lin wasn't just talking; he actually managed to send the young master of China Real Estate Group directly from the lavish private room to the Hehai City Detention Center overnight.

Having been in the business world for so many years, Lü Peng knew all too well that these ruthless and decisive characters were the least worthy of his attention.

After daybreak, he took the initiative to find Kui Zi, and his tone was much more cooperative than the night before.

"Brother Kui, I'd like to talk to President Lin. I've worked at Jinbihuihuang for so many years, and I've handled more than just Xiao Fang's case. I can provide some more clues, hoping that it will be considered meritorious service and that I can get a reduced sentence or a lighter punishment."

When Kui Zi relayed these words to Lin Feng, he gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Lin, your psychological warfare tactic was brilliant. This kid is truly scared now; he's already dumping things out without us even having to say a word."

Lin Feng handed over the finishing touches to Kui Zi and Biao Ge, and rushed back to Hehai City overnight.

Ye Qinghan was waiting for him in the office, dressed in a dark blue outfit, her hair tied up, and her expression was much more relaxed than when she spoke on the phone yesterday.