Early in the morning, Chenguang District was bustling with activity.

Those who have money are most concerned about whether they can live a few more years.

You can see a bit of this from the small square in Chenguang District.

In general, the ones who come out early to exercise in community squares or parks are elderly folks.

People in their sixties are the main group, engaged in everything from square dancing to neck stretching, and even hitting their backs against trees.

When Lu Chuan was in college, there was an old man in the school's family housing, over seventy years old and very healthy.

Every morning, he didn't walk or dance; instead, he would bang his back against a tree on the edge of the school's track.

Maybe from years of repetition, one side of the tree was incredibly smooth, and its color had faded significantly compared to the other side.

Chenguang District is different.

Here, there are both elderly and young people up early.

Lu Yao was leading a group of security guards doing radio calisthenics.

"Chuan, why are you up so early today?"

Lu Chuan usually left around 7:40, reached Forensic Doctor Shen's place around eight, and then headed to the Criminal Investigation Team.

But today, he was leaving even before 7:30.

"I have a shift today, need to head out early for it."

The shifts at the Criminal Investigation Team are twofold: one is administrative, while the other is police duty.

Administrative duty is usually rotated among the clerical staff and isn't 24 hours; it only requires covering the daytime.

Police duty is different; it's staffed 24 hours a day and is a vital part of daily work.

And usually, two people are on duty.

This system is the same from Haizhou City's Public Security Bureau down to its various police stations.

"Chuan, wait a moment."

Lu Yao left the calisthenics group and ran over to Lu Chuan's car.

Looking at his cousin's mysterious demeanor, Lu Chuan was puzzled: "Third Brother, what's up?"

"Um... so, Chuan, there's something, I wonder if you could help?"

"Go ahead, Third Brother."

"It's like this, a relative of mine invested in a project a few days ago, and the person ran off, and now the money can't be recovered."

Investment?

Relative?

There shouldn't be any of Lu Yao's relatives that Lu Chuan doesn't know, right?

"Third Brother, this relative you're talking about... who is it?"

"Well... oh, it's me."

Ah, now it makes sense.

"Third Brother, you got scammed?"

Lu Yao was speechless. Was he that obvious?

"How much money?"

"Actually... it's actually not much."

"Not much meaning how much?"

"Um... well... just ten million..."

"Ten million?"

Lu Chuan's voice changed.

"Keep it down!"

Lu Yao quickly covered Lu Chuan's mouth, "No one else knows about it, it was my New Year money from when I was a kid..."

"You invested your New Year money?"

Lu Chuan looked at Lu Yao like he was a fool.

All those years of New Year money, did it come easy?

How many New Year salutations it took to earn that, and guarding it from parents sneaking a peek.

Lu Chuan also had New Year money in hand, and he seemed to recall many battles of wits and courage with his parents to protect it.

The key point is that the Lu Family has a rule that none of the children are allowed to engage in outside investments or start-ups.

If you want to spend it, fine, invest it in the Group, the Qiangsheng Group has dedicated start-up projects, over a hundred per year.

These projects range from tourism to new energy vehicles, from fresh food supermarkets to 2D art.

"A friend I met at the racetrack said it was a sure win, damn it, and now the person's gone."

"Grandfather said we shouldn't invest outside, and you've never invested before, have you?"

"Well... she... she was somewhat good-looking..."

Lu Chuan: "..."

"Does Sister-in-law know?"

Lu Yao just got engaged, and now this happens?

"She doesn't know, doesn't know."

Seeing Lu Chuan's changing expression, Lu Yao said, "Don't overthink, we're fine, that woman scammed a lot of people, not just me."

"She raced with us and let us win; everyone invested a little."

"Did you report it to the police?"

"No, if we report it, wouldn't the family know?"

"Your friends also got scammed, they didn't report it either?"

"I stopped them."

"Even over a million, you managed to stop them?"

"I was the only one over a million."

"How much did they get scammed?"

"The least was five thousand, and the most was fifty thousand."

Lu Chuan wondered if his Third Brother's brain got stuck in a door.

"They invested at most fifty thousand, and you invested ten million?"

Lu Yao innocently nodded, "Their pocket money is given monthly, unlike me who has more."

Lu Chuan was dumbfounded.

But he understood.

The vast majority of the rich second generation are neither dimwits nor elite talents.

The flashy rich second generation with sports cars and beauties aren't that numerous.

They're just so flashy that they get more exposure.

The majority don't have much money.

As far as Lu Chuan knows, families generally give money on a monthly basis, with some getting a hundred thousand a month and others thirty to fifty thousand a month.

As for sports cars and mansions, the cars are generally under the company name, bought for tax benefits, and would be gone if not spent.

And the mansions can't be liquidated, they're just for living.

Not many among the rich second generation, like Lu Yao, have their own financial authority.

The main reason is that the first generation rich fear their children being scammed.

There's a saying: the first generation rich aren't afraid their second generation is unambitious, just idling away.

At least this way, they can ensure wealth till death.

The fear is the second generation starting a business, which can be a bottomless pit, possibly losing everything.

"Do you have her basic information, name, ID number, photos, anything like that?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao's face fell.

"I asked Yang Lin to look into it, the ID... it's fake."

Yang Lin and Lu Chuan were roommates for four years in college, and now both work in the public security system, so Lu Yao knows Yang Lin well.

After realizing he was scammed, having been blocked on phone and removed from WeChat, Lu Yao promptly called Yang Lin.

The result was obvious; everything was fake.

"Here's the plan: you give me all the information you can gather, photos, handwriting, whatever you have."

"Got it, got it, Chuan, this time Third Brother is counting on you!"

Next morning, at the Crime Scene Investigation office.

Lu Chuan routinely finished cleaning the office, brewed tea for the three seniors, and tended to the robust flamingo-lily for a while.

Honestly, this flamingo-lily is perhaps the most vigorous plant at the Criminal Investigation Team.

Lush leaves, vibrant blossoms.

Forensic Doctor Shen was quite fond of it, often coming over to look and help Lu Chuan with it.

Recently, the Forensic Office and the Crime Scene Investigation office seem to be getting closer.

Wang Changjiang also stops by several times a day without any particular reason.

According to Yang Sen, Wang Changjiang's visits are courtesy of Shen Yan.

Other offices wish they could also drop by the Crime Scene Investigation office but lack an excuse.

They can't just drop in, grab a Chunghwa, and leave.

They have to chat a bit.

Frankly, Lu Chuan sometimes even receives flowers from some policewomen.

Let's put it this way: a first-class merit is one aspect, being handsome is another, and the Lu Family's one billion donation is likely part of it too.

In front of the computer, Lu Yao had already sent all the information he could find about that woman to Lu Chuan.

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