Everyone in the Group is a Main Character, Except Me Who's the Villain

182: Chapter 182 Zhou Yuan went in again?Zhou Yuan had been arrested.

While the system could rationalize the source of his income, it couldn’t legalize it.

Unless the system could help modify computer backend data and other people’s memories, no matter how reasonable Zhou Yuan’s money seemed, he couldn’t explain its origin.

How could a delivery driver go from penniless to driving luxury cars and living in mansions within a month, all by delivering food?

Evening, southern outskirts of Chengdu, Zhao family villa.

Zhao Ruilong was sprawled on the sofa, phone pressed to his ear, a wide grin on his face.

”Old Qin, that move of yours was fucking brilliant!” he said, unable to suppress the triumph in his voice: ”Hahaha, a delivery driver, driving a porsche to turn himself in at the Economic Crime Investigation Detachment... just thinking about it is hilarious!”

Qin Xiao’s voice was calm. ”Is he in?”

”He’s in!” Zhao Ruilong shifted to a more comfortable position. ”I asked around. The Economic Crime guys checked his accounts. Damn, millions in transactions, plus he bought a porsche and a villa at Moon Lake Bay outright. How do you think he’s gonna explain that? Earned from deliveries? Hahaha...”

”Enough,” Qin Xiao cut him off. ”Don’t celebrate too early. Wait for the outcome.”

”What’s there to wait for?” Zhao Ruilong scoffed. ”He can’t even explain where the money came from himself. Those Economic Crime guys aren’t idiots. Just wait, he’s finished this time.”

”And that Fang Ming, once we’re done with this kid, he’s next!”

”Alright, I know. I’m hanging up if there’s nothing else.”

”Hey, wait, wait...” Zhao Ruilong hurriedly stopped him. ”Wanna grab a drink tonight? My treat, you pick the place.”

”No, I have things to do here.”

The call ended.

Zhao Ruilong stared at his phone screen, curled his lip, tossed the phone aside, looked up at the ceiling, and grinned again.

Damn, feels good.

...

Qin Family villa.

”Economic Crime Investigation Detachment, source of funds unclear...”

Qin Xiao stood before the floor-to-ceiling window in his room, hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed on the glass curtain wall of a distant building, murmuring to himself.

In his previous life, he hadn’t heard of any Zhou Yuan, nor had he met Jin Lingwei.

In this life... Chu Yao had a Soldier King brother, Mu Qingxue had a mysterious Master behind her, and now a delivery driver had popped up.

”This time, I want to see how you, the son of fortune, plan to break this deadlock.”

...

9 PM, City Bureau Economic Crime Investigation Detachment, interrogation room.

The harsh white light of fluorescent lamps hit the walls, leaving the room without a single shadow.

Zhou Yuan sat on the metal interrogation chair. In front of him was a simple desk with an untouched glass of water.

Across from him sat two uniformed police officers. One was in his forties with a square face, the other younger, holding a pen ready to take notes.

”Zhou Yuan, your issue isn’t exactly minor, but it’s not trivial either,” the square-faced officer began, his tone businesslike. ”We’ve investigated the funding sources for that porsche under your name and the villa at Moon Lake Bay. They all came from some overseas accounts.”

”But you haven’t opened a stock trading account, and you have no record of traveling abroad. So, the explanations of stock trading or running a company overseas don’t hold.”

”As for winning the lottery? Your bank statements show no lottery prize redemption records. So... how exactly did you get this money?”

Hearing the question, Zhou Yuan fell silent.

What could he say? That it was rewards from the system? That the system automatically rationalized the source of what it gave?

Now it seemed this ’rationalization’ was only superficially plausible and couldn’t withstand scrutiny.

”Let me make your situation clear,” the square-faced officer closed the file and looked at him. ”If you can’t clarify the source of your assets, they will be handled according to relevant laws.”

”With an amount this large, a sentence of three to five years is on the lighter side. Think carefully. Do you have any evidence that can prove a legal source?”

Zhou Yuan still kept his head down, silent. Suddenly, the interrogation room door opened. A young officer peeked in and whispered a few words.

The square-faced officer nodded and stood up. ”Take him down for now. Detain him tonight, continue the interrogation tomorrow.”

Zhou Yuan was led out of the interrogation room, down a long corridor, and pushed into a temporary detention cell. The iron door closed behind him with a dull thud.

He sat on the narrow, hard bed, staring at the white wall opposite, his mind blank.

After a long time, he finally took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let his consciousness sink into his mind.

[God-Tier Deliveryman]: ”Brothers, I might really be in trouble.”

The message sent, the group soon stirred.

[Marvelous Doctor of Chinese Medicine]: ”What’s going on? Weren’t you just cooperating with the investigation?”

[Alchemist (western fantasy)]: ”Brother Yuan, don’t scare me...”

[Soldier King Lone Wolf]: ”What did the Economic Crime guys say?”

Zhou Yuan typed quickly with his consciousness.

[God-Tier Deliveryman]: ”My luxury cars and mansions wouldn’t raise suspicion with anyone else, but the Economic Crime guys... a month ago I was broke, now I’m driving a porsche and living in a villa. There’s no way to explain it.”

The group fell silent for a few seconds.

[Frontier God of War]: ”Want me to step in and pull some strings for you?”

Zhou Yuan’s eyes lit up briefly, but quickly dimmed as Fang Ming spoke.

[Nameless Guide]: ”It’s not that easy.”

[Nameless Guide]: ”They have the legal high ground here. You stepping in not only won’t save him, but you might expose yourself. Once your identity is revealed, the trouble will be even bigger.”

Zhou Yuan’s heart sank.

[God-Tier Deliveryman]: ”Then what should I do? Brother Fang, you have to help me. If something really happens to me, my mom is all alone outside...”

His voice trembled as he sent the message.

It wasn’t the fear of prison, but the fear that his mother, who had just had surgery and was still recovering, would be worried sick if she found out her son was in again.

Staring at the screen, Fang Ming could sense Zhou Yuan’s panic.

Leaning against the headboard, he glanced at Chen Qian beside him applying a face mask and scrolling through her phone, then at Ye Nuanuan still showering in the bathroom, and typed quickly on the screen.

[Nameless Guide]: ”Don’t worry. We’re all group members. If you’re in trouble, I definitely won’t just stand by and watch.”

[Ding!]

As soon as Fang Ming finished typing that sentence, a system prompt from the Chat Group popped up.

[Detected strong desire for help and sense of crisis from group member ’God-Tier Deliveryman’. Triggering group owner exclusive commission task.]

[Task Name: The Deadlock Breaker]

[Task Description: Group member ’God-Tier Deliveryman’ is under investigation by Economic Crime for issues regarding the source of his assets, facing money laundering accusation crisis. Please, host, take action to help him escape the predicament and regain his freedom.]

[Task Reward: ??? (Settled upon task completion)]

[Accept? Yes/No?]

Fang Ming was momentarily stunned. ”Another task reward with question marks?”

He decisively selected ”Yes”.

The light screen flashed, indicating successful task acceptance. This time, Fang Ming chose to private message.

[Nameless Guide (Private)]: ”Can your mom take care of herself right now?”

Zhou Yuan replied quickly.

[God-Tier Deliveryman (Private)]: ”Not for the moment, but I hired a nurse. The medical and nursing fees are covered.”

[Nameless Guide (Private)]: ”That’s good. Don’t panic. Do as I say. Not only will you get out soon, but you’ll also make those idiots never dare to bother you again.”

[God-Tier Deliveryman (Private)]: ”Really?”

[Nameless Guide (Private)]: ”When have I ever lied to you?”

Zhou Yuan stared at that line of text and swallowed hard.

[God-Tier Deliveryman (Private)]: ”Alright, Brother Fang. Tell me.”

Fang Ming smiled slightly and sent over a paragraph.

Zhou Yuan stared at the paragraph, his eyes widening more and more. The expression on his face shifted from confusion to shock, from shock to disbelief, and finally to ecstatic joy.

”Holy shit, you can operate like this??”

He couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice, then quickly covered his mouth, glanced at the surveillance camera, and quickly lowered his head.

[God-Tier Deliveryman (Private)]: ”Brother Fang, this... will this work?”

[Nameless Guide (Private)]: ”Trust me.”

[God-Tier Deliveryman (Private)]: ”Alright, let’s do it. I’ll listen to you.”