Ling Yin operated with supreme efficiency. Even before Bobo sent her the urgent message, her first class hadn't finished.

The moment she received the ping, she located Yin Lu's lecture hall, then found someone she knew teaching there to confirm if Yin Lu was present. As she suspected, Yin Lu was absent.

Ling Yin paused to consider. Given Yin Lu's personality, she wouldn't likely be at the library.

She preferred shopping, but it was still too early for that; at most, she would just have woken up, done her makeup, and gone to eat. Once Bobo arrived, Ling Yin skipped her own class.

They went straight to Yin Lu's apartment door, then used the tracker to pinpoint her precise location. Indeed, she was inside the apartment.

Ling Yin drew a black cloth bag from her purse, whispering, "When she opens the door, you take this bag and cover her head. Don't let her see us." Bobo sucked in a breath.

"That's a bit harsh, isn't it?" Ling Yin scoffed. "Who told her boyfriend to steal your work?

Birds of a feather flock together. If her boyfriend is pulling stunts like this, she’s probably an accomplice.

Trust me on this." Bobo held the bag, shaking his head helplessly. The thought of having to slip this sack over the head of such a delicate girl felt daunting.

However, it was Ling Yin’s order, and it had to be obeyed. When Ling Yin saw he was ready, she reached out and pressed the doorbell, immediately darting to the side.

Yin Lu couldn't see anyone on the door screen and asked suspiciously, "Who is it?" Ling Yin did not answer. She signaled Bobo with a glance from the corner of her eye.

Bobo instantly understood her intention and prepared to strike at any moment. But Yin Lu didn't open the door right away.

Seeing no one, she pouted. "Hmph, fine if you won't talk to me.

I haven't even finished my makeup yet. You can wait outside for a bit." Ling Yin rolled her eyes outside the door.

Damn it, what kind of person was this! Later, she definitely had to...

Ling Yin clenched her fist. The two waited outside for a while.

Watching the clock, about three minutes later, she rang the bell again. "I'm coming, don't be in such a rush." This time, Yin Lu didn't play coy and opened the door immediately.

Bobo seized the moment. The instant she poked her head out, he swiftly slipped in beside her, drawing the bag down over her head in one smooth, uninterrupted motion, and then gripped her hands, twisting them behind her back.

Ling Yin gave a thumbs-up, kicked the door shut, walked over to Bobo, and tied a knot in the opening of the cloth bag. Yin Lu gasped in shock.

Blinded and unable to see, she cried out in terror, "Who are you? What do you want?" Ling Yin remained silent, signaling Bobo not to speak either.

She placed a miniature stun device near Yin Lu's ear and activated it— A sharp hissing sound erupted from the device, startling Yin Lu so badly her legs gave out, causing her to collapse onto the floor. This time, Bobo was ruthless.

He suppressed his usual tenderness toward delicate women. No matter how Yin Lu struggled or trembled, he did not loosen his grip on her hands.

Yin Lu finally broke down, sobbing uncontrollably, putting on a look of utter helplessness. However, since she was covered by the black bag, any tears she shed were useless.

Ling Yin activated her voice modulator and sneered, "We're here to collect payment and solve a problem. You know we are professionals.

We have hundreds of ways to torment people. Of course, this takes time.

If you don't want to suffer physical pain, you’ll cooperate fully, yes?" The voice emerging from the modulator was rough and husky, matching her tone perfectly, sounding exactly like some sleazy man. Bobo blinked in surprise, amazed that his girlfriend had such a streetwise side!

Yin Lu cried, "Ask what you want, I’ll tell you everything, just let me go. I’ll do anything." Ling Yin cackled, "Now that’s the cute reaction I was looking for." She picked up a stylus-like object from the scattered makeup tools on the nearby table, positioned it carefully, and pressed down hard.

Yin Lu immediately slumped onto the floor, unconscious. Bobo asked nervously, "She's not dead, is she?" Ling Yin shot him a look.

"You don't trust me? My mother is a professional doctor with thirty years of clinical experience!" Bobo almost retorted, "Your mother being a professional doctor doesn't mean you are," but he knew arguing with a woman on this subject was always a mistake, especially when the immediate issue was something else.

He suppressed the urge to argue. "We didn't get anything useful, and she passed out.

What do we do now?" Ling Yin opened the door, cautiously avoiding the surveillance cameras, then closed Yin Lu's door on her way out, walking forward. "Everything she said was a lie anyway; it was meaningless.

She hates Zi Ye, so she sent Bai Wen-Doon to steal your engine—do you believe that? Believe it or not, I certainly don't." Bobo caught on.

"So, you mean there's someone behind her, and we're setting a long line to catch a bigger fish?" They had reached the apartment lobby by then, so Ling Yin no longer worried about surveillance. She turned back and patted his shoulder.

"Finally, you aren't completely dense." -RS