Chapter Two: An 874,000-Yuan Key

“For a secret corporation, you're disappointingly realistic.” His mouth almost curved. “It isn't a loan. It's a storage fee for an asset that officially doesn't exist. Find the asset and the debt is canceled.” An old deed appeared on the tablet: 7 Mist-Locust Lane, owned by her mother, Lin Suqin. Wanxing knew the signature. She had never heard of the street, and no map of Linchuan contained it. That afternoon they drove into the old city. The route on the deed required them to turn right after three consecutive red lights. The first two turned red. The third remained green. An out-of-control truck charged from behind. Jibai wrenched the wheel. Their car hit the barrier and the airbags failed.