Master Lin's Addition and Subtraction

"Wait!"

If someone asked the Beret what he thought of Lin Qi, he would probably tell them, "For fuck's sake, never talk to Lin Qi!" If he got the chance, he might even write a book called Don't Talk to Lin Qi—assuming he could live to see that day.

The Beret's ability to think logically had already descended into chaos. Put simply, he had realized that he seemed to have entered a dead end.

He needed funds to develop his little organization, or to use for other things.

He had found no opportunity back home, so he had set his sights on Every Moment Company's cruise ship, because there were countless rich people aboard.

The rich equaled money. There was nothing wrong with that equation—except that he had overlooked another problem. On this ship, he actually couldn't get any money.

Every Moment Company covered all the expenses for the entire journey. Aside from using a small amount of cash, the passengers mostly used checks and chips.

That was right, there were plenty of rich people on the ship, but they really couldn't get their hands on any money.

After pulling himself out of battle mode and gradually calming down, the Beret realized the problem. He had only thought about robbing this ship full of rich people, while overlooking the fact that it was impossible for every rich person to carry several million in cash.

He had botched things up.

In other words, getting the "ransom" he wanted would not be easy.

And he did not have much time.

Once Maliro's authorities reacted, large numbers of smuggling ships would cover the entire sea surface. He knew the habits of those major warlords well. The moment he was discovered, he would be finished.

The only way to make sure this trip was