Although it was midnight, the entire kitchen was brightly lit, with over a dozen master chefs busy at work.
Jin Peng's subordinates, modified by the Divine Power Gu, required a large amount of heat and nutrition for their bodies, necessitating constant eating, even needing a meal every one to two hours.
The Jin family's logistics department also began to bustle, fully supporting the dietary and daily living needs of these individuals.
Ling Tian searched the cafeteria and finally set his sights on a large pot simmering a meat broth.
This large pot contained only the finest ingredients: abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, fish maw, and several large pork knuckles.
Essentially, it was a large pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, albeit without the extended simmering time.
This entire pot was barely enough for those individuals to have one meal.
Ling Tian waited nearby. Once the broth was ready, he seized an opportune moment, stepped forward, and poured the medicinal liquid directly into the broth, stirring it in.
Having accomplished this, Ling Tian left without a trace. His mission for the night was thoroughly completed.
...
Jin Song was the deputy security supervisor of the Jin family's estate, and he was on duty that night.
He stayed in the estate's surveillance room, monitoring every corner of the property through hundreds of screens.
Suddenly, his gaze swept across a screen in a corner.
At first, he noticed nothing out of the ordinary, but soon, he felt something was amiss. The image on this particular screen seemed different from usual.
He immediately switched the signal from that screen to the main display.
When he saw what was on the screen, his entire demeanor changed!
That screen was connected to a camera inside the casino's vault.
This camera captured most of the scenes within the vault.
However, what the camera now showed inside the vault were merely shelves. The bags filled with cash that had previously been placed on them were nowhere to be seen!
"Quick, quick, to the vault!"
Jin Song shouted and began frantically making phone calls.
More than ten minutes later, Jin Song gathered over a dozen subordinates. These individuals, in turn, contacted the casino's management. Together, they all went to the casino.
However, to their surprise, the security personnel at the casino and at the vault entrance stated that they had been present all night and had noticed no abnormalities.
As for the possibility of a thief digging their way into the vault from outside, they simply did not consider it.
The vault was located underground. To dig in from elsewhere would require excavating dozens of meters, and the vault's exterior walls were made of concrete one meter thick!
Even a full modern engineering unit would be unable to quietly breach the vault walls.
Facing such thick walls, whether one used a tank's main cannon or explosives, it would be futile and useless.
The casino manager breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the vault was a part of the casino, and if anything happened to its contents, he, as the manager, would be held accountable.
However, Jin Song, at this moment, felt no relief whatsoever!
"Open the door. Let's take a look inside! If everything is indeed in order, then we can all rest easy!"
The casino manager hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He called for an assistant, and along with Jin Song, the three of them each held a key.
They simultaneously inserted their keys into the vault's main door.
At the same moment, they turned the keys, a mechanism on the door sprang open, revealing a combination lock.
This combination lock also required three sets of inputs. The three men stepped forward to operate it, unlocking it simultaneously.
After a series of complex operations, the vault door opened.
The moment the door swung open, the lights inside the vault illuminated, revealing a scene that stunned all three of them!
The vast vault was completely empty. All that remained for them were rows of bare shelves and piles of chips that held no real value!
The cash, along with various valuable jewelry and luxury items stored inside the vault, had all vanished!
The casino manager collapsed onto the ground, his face etched with disbelief.
"Impossible... impossible..."
He knew he was finished!
The immense loss incurred by the vault meant he could not escape responsibility. He was well aware of the characters of the Jin father and son; they were not philanthropists.
These individuals would likely have to liquidate their entire assets to compensate for the losses.
Deputy security supervisor Jin Song also felt utterly dismayed, fully comprehending the gravity of the situation.
However, professional habit still drove him to lead a few men into the vault.
They searched both inside and outside the vault but found no signs of damage!
It was as if they had encountered a ghost. All security personnel outside the door were in their positions, no one had appeared, and there was no indication that the door had been opened.
Within the entire vault, there were no signs of damage, meaning it was impossible for anyone to have forcibly breached it from the outside!
But the problem was, that was nearly a billion in cash. Such a large sum would require several trucks to transport. How could it have disappeared so silently!
"Quick, call the Old Master and the Young Master!"
At this moment, Jin Peng was in a villa within the estate, fast asleep with two young women in his arms.
Suddenly, the phone rang urgently. Jin Peng answered, and after hearing Jin Song's description, his entire face turned green!
"Bastards, this is too much!"
In a fit of rage, Jin Peng smashed the mobile phone in his hand. The two young women on the bed cowered in the corner, trembling.
After venting his anger, Jin Peng opened a drawer, took out another phone, inserted the SIM card, and after a moment of hesitation, finally dialed his father, Jin Tianxiang.
Jin Tianxiang had a severe case of morning grumpiness. He strongly disliked having his sleep disturbed, and the consequences for doing so could be dire.
Jin Peng hesitated for a moment, deciding it was best to confess the matter to his father, as delaying the report until morning would likely lead to even more severe repercussions.
Jin Tianxiang was sound asleep. He had been exhausted lately, traveling everywhere to sort out his businesses.
At over fifty years old, he slept less than six hours a day. Upon waking, his mind was already filled with thoughts of how to smoothly transition the company back onto the right track.
Even lying in bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, his mind processing vast amounts of information like a computer until he finally drifted into a heavy slumber in the late hours of the night.
It was then that his phone rang!