Chapter Two: The Fraud Hunter Falls First

Han paused. “Mop long enough and you see every kind of footwork.” He limped over the threshold. The Data Wall produced red text before Lin Ran’s eyes. [Han Zheng. Conditioning: S. Combat rating: Unmeasurable. Injury risk: Critical.] [Identity match: National Sanda champion, nine years ago. Retirement file encrypted.] Zhou Lan hurried over with a legal notice. Tianheng Group had requested a safety review that could suspend Iron Dome’s license in forty-eight hours. At that moment, an unlicensed black motorcycle stopped outside. Its rider removed his helmet, revealing a fresh cut through one eyebrow. “Which one of you is Lin Ran?” “Me.”