Outsmarting a scumbag

Chapter 3

"Something is wrong." Avril's face turned pale. "This scumbag is not simple."

Maria's phone suddenly vibrated, and Jarry sent a message: "Baby, tomorrow is our 100th day anniversary, I prepared a surprise ️"

Avril came over to take a look, and they both remembered what the clerk said - the props they bought last week.

"It's a trap." Maria's fingers were cold, "but it's also an opportunity."

Avril turned the box of Fox Tail and suddenly grinned: "Then let's see who is the prey."

That night, in Maria's apartment, the two girls were looking at clues on the computer screen.

Jarry's schedule showed that he had made appointments with three women at different times to celebrate the "hundred-day anniversary" tomorrow.

"In the morning, the western restaurant is Miss John, a bank employee; at noon, the Japanese restaurant is Miss Ting, a flight attendant; and in the evening, the Michelin restaurant is you." Avril marked the map, "The schedule is arranged like a rush."

Maria suddenly discovered something unusual: "Wait, these three locations are all in the financial district, and..." She pulled up the 3D map, "The straight-line distance is no more than 500 meters!"

Avril whistled, "This guy wants to play 'Time Master'?" She suddenly slammed the table, "I have an idea! If we can make him meet 'accidentally' during three dates..."

The two of them huddled together and whispered, the light from the computer screen reflected on their faces.

A sudden rainstorm came outside the window, and in a dark warehouse, Jarry was pinning Maria's photo on the wall, next to which was a screenshot of Avril's live broadcast.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Maria followed Avril in her high heels. At two o'clock in the morning in the abandoned industrial area, only the light of their flashlights cut through the darkness.

Avril compared the coordinates on her phone: "Jarry mentioned the 'old place' in his call, so I hacked into his taxi app and found that he comes to this address every Wednesday morning."

They stopped in front of a warehouse with a sign that read "Dafa Logistics". Avril took out two hairpins and fiddled with the keyhole, and the door lock popped open with a click.

"You can do this?" Maria's eyes widened.

"The practical part of the live broadcast special 'Teaching You How to Pick a Lock Step by Step.'" Avril winked proudly, "I learned this skill only after receiving over ten thousand tips from fans."

The warehouse was filled with cartons, and the air was filled with a strange aroma.

Maria opened a box and took a deep breath - it was full of women's underwear, each with a label: "Stewardess - 34C" "Teacher - Lace" "Anchor Avril - Red"...

"This pervert is collecting spoils!" Avril angrily kicked over another box, and bundles of diaries fell out.

Maria opened one, which was densely packed with records of each woman's menstrual cycle, preferences, and even weaknesses.

"Ms. John, X Bank's credit department, afraid of heights, allergic to peanuts... It took 13 days to get her, 2 hotel records, video archive location D drive 2022..."

Maria's voice trembled as she read, and she quickly turned to her own page, which read:

"Maria, design company, divorced parents, lack of love, easy to manipulate... Private photos are expected to be taken within two weeks, note: butterfly birthmark on the side of the waist."

Her legs went limp and she fell to the ground. Avril hurried to support her, but froze when she saw another box - various medicine bottles and syringes were neatly stacked inside.

"This is... a drug!" Avril picked up a bottle and examined it carefully. "There's also anesthetic and adrenaline.

This bastard is much more dangerous than we thought."

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine was heard in the distance.

The two hurriedly turned off their flashlights and hid behind the shelves. Two dazzling headlights cut through the night, and a black car stopped in front of the warehouse door.

"Hurry up, we have to prepare the goods before dawn." Jarry's voice approached with footsteps.

Through the gaps between the shelves, Maria saw that in addition to Jarry and the scarred man, there were three strange men.

The scarred man opened the innermost safe and took out several sealed bags: "Newly arrived 'happy water'. After drinking it, you can do whatever you want for half an hour and you won't remember anything afterwards."

Jarry weighed the bag.

Maria covered her mouth and retched, Avril held her shaking hands tightly. The men began to carry the cardboard boxes, getting closer and closer to their hiding place.

"I'll get the cart." The scarred man suddenly turned to their shelves.

At the critical moment, Avril took out her cell phone and pressed a button, and a shrill alarm suddenly sounded at the other end of the warehouse.

"What's going on?" The men ran towards the source of the sound in panic.

Avril grabbed Maria and said, "Run!"

The two stumbled towards the side door, and heard a roar behind them: "Someone!" Maria's high heels got stuck in the gutter, so she kicked off her shoes and ran barefoot.

Avril took out a small device and threw it behind her, and suddenly thick smoke rose up.

"Smoke bombs for self-defense in the live studio!" She shouted triumphantly, pulling Maria over the wall.

The two of them hid in the car parked in advance, panting, and Avril immediately took out his laptop.

"Look at this!" She pulled out the photo she had just taken in the warehouse and enlarged it. "In addition to the drugs, there is also this in the safe -" A folder with the label "Investor" could be vaguely seen in the picture.

Maria took a closer look and suddenly pointed to the logo on the lower right corner of a page: "This is... the logo of Suli's company!"

Her best friend Suli worked in a venture capital company, and the folder contained data on illegal fund flows.

Avril slammed the steering wheel. "I'm telling you! What financial advisor can afford to date so many girls at once? This bastard is laundering money!"

Maria’s phone suddenly lit up, and Jarry sent a message: "See you tomorrow, my little butterfly️" - he used the nickname of the birthmark recorded in his diary.

Their blood froze. Did he know they had been to the warehouse? Or was it just a coincidence?

Avril suddenly started the car: "The plan has changed. You won't go on the date alone tomorrow—"

She drifted onto the main road, "We are going to prepare a 'hundred-day surprise' for him that he will never forget!"