Jiangzhou City Police Department.

Interrogation Room.

"Mr. Ye, you're quite the legend, aren't you? Not too long ago, I heard you couldn't even afford rent, spent all your time loitering in gambling dens, barely had enough to eat, and were even detained a few times for illegal gambling. And now? In such a short time, you're driving a Mercedes G-Wagon, frequenting the exclusive Tiangong Club, and mingling with the rich second-generation elites. You've got skills, I'll give you that!"

The captain of the criminal investigation team, dressed casually, flung himself onto the sofa across from Ye Chen.

Brushing the hair that nearly covered his eyes, he smiled playfully.

"Captain Qi, did you bring me here just to compliment me?" Ye Chen smiled calmly.

His composure made Captain Qi Quan raise an eyebrow.

Was this really the same pathetic gambler who had been detained multiple times for illegal gambling?

"You even know my last name?" Qi Quan asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Of course. Not only do I know your surname, but I also know that in a few days, you'll sacrifice yourself heroically," Ye Chen said with a hint of surprise, as if he hadn't expected his interrogator to be Qi Quan, the infamous "Desperate Daredevil" of the police force.

The moment he saw Qi Quan, a memory from his previous life surfaced in Ye Chen's mind.

If he remembered correctly, Qi Quan would die a heroic death in a few days while apprehending a notorious fugitive.

The fugitive, cornered in a crowded marketplace, would pull out a homemade gun in a desperate bid to take innocent lives with him. To save a young girl, Qi Quan would throw himself in front of the bullet.

In his haste and due to his habit of not wearing a bulletproof vest, combined with the unexpected presence of a firearm, Qi Quan would meet his tragic end at the age of 33, unmarried.

His sacrifice would trigger an outpouring of grief across the city. Citizens would voluntarily pay their respects, leaving wreaths and candles at the site of his death for seven days. Social media and community platforms would be flooded with tributes: Rest in peace, Captain Qi.

Recognizing Qi Quan instantly, Ye Chen smiled.

"Captain Qi, your reputation and appearance are well-known in our circles!"

Hearing this, Qi Quan put away his surprise and nodded.

It wasn't unusual for someone like Ye Chen, who'd been in and out of police custody, to recognize him.

"Alright, Mr. Ye, let's talk. Don't worry—it's just routine assistance with an investigation," Qi Quan said, waving off the tension and skipping any probes into Ye Chen's recent transformation.

He got straight to the point.

"Mr. Ye, you were on the seventh floor of the Tiangong Club last night, correct?"

"Yes, but I left shortly after the Champions League match between Barcelona and Bayern," Ye Chen replied.

Qi Quan nodded. "Let's not beat around the bush. You probably know by now that after you left, a horrific crime occurred on the seventh floor of the Tiangong Club, where you had been."

Ye Chen nodded. "I've heard about it."

"Good. Before you left, did you notice anything unusual?"

"No," Ye Chen said immediately.

"No? Then why did someone claim that you predicted Feng Liang would meet a violent end? And I also heard that Feng Liang insulted you several times and even threw peanuts at your face. Surely that must've upset you?" Qi Quan narrowed his eyes.

"Captain Qi, are you implying that Feng Liang's death has something to do with me? Because he insulted me, threw peanuts at me, and was killed shortly after I left?" Ye Chen said with a faint smile.

"No, no, Mr. Ye, don't misunderstand. I know the gang members weren't summoned by you and that you have no connections to them. But I want to know: did you know something in advance? Otherwise, why say Feng Liang would meet a violent end?"

Ye Chen chuckled. "If I told you I can read fortunes, would you believe me?"

"Fortunes? You read Feng Liang's fortune and saw he'd meet a violent death?" Qi Quan's tone grew sharper. "Do you really think such an explanation holds water in front of the police?"

"Believe it or not, that's up to you. The only connection I had to that crime was being invited to the Tiangong Club, where I casually mentioned Feng Liang's misfortune, placed a bet with him on the Barcelona vs. Bayern match, and left shortly after the game ended," Ye Chen said calmly.

Qi Quan frowned.

Although there was no evidence linking Ye Chen to the crime, something still felt off. But he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Why didn't you warn Feng Liang directly if you knew?" Qi Quan asked.

The moment the words left his mouth, Qi Quan regretted them. How could he ask such a stupid question?

Thankfully, Ye Chen didn't mock him. Instead, he replied seriously, "Captain Qi, you know how Feng Liang treated me. If I'd warned him, what do you think would've happened? Besides, fortune-telling isn't 100% accurate. If nothing had happened to him, wouldn't he have come after me?"

Qi Quan nodded in agreement. Feng Liang's infamous temper made such a scenario likely.

Just then, before Qi Quan could ask another question, a police officer rushed into the room.

"Captain Qi, Zhang Jingshan, Li Changfeng, Zhao Jiwei, Qiu Yingzhe, and Xu Wenhui are here. They said they're with Ye Chen and don't want to be left out of the investigation."

Qi Quan froze for a moment and then looked at Ye Chen with newfound curiosity.

He couldn't believe it. The grandson of a former official, the CEO of Huaxing Trading, a second-generation coal tycoon, the son of a district party chief, and the son of a deputy mayor—all of them had shown up just because Ye Chen was being questioned?

This didn't look like a case of Ye Chen clinging to powerful people. It seemed more like these elites were following his lead.

For a man with a criminal record, this was beyond extraordinary.

Suppressing his curiosity, Qi Quan said, "Alright, since they're here, let them in."

Before the officer could even step out, Zhang Jingshan and the others were already at the door.