4: Huge windfall! Get rich quick! Get rich quick!

Speaking of which, it was truly thrilling yet hilarious!

The reason the tip about the fugitive was triggered was simply because yesterday, Chen Yang had gone out to buy instant noodles and brushed shoulders with the fugitive in the neighborhood.

At the time, he even bumped into the other person.

Fortunately, Chen Yang quickly said, "Sorry."

Otherwise, who knows if he would still be alive today?

In Fanhuali Residential Area, Chen Yang lived in Building 5, and the fugitive lived in Building 9.

The two buildings were directly facing each other.

Moreover, Chen Yang was on the 12th floor, and the fugitive was on the 10th floor, giving him a bird's-eye view.

Therefore, Chen Yang returned to his rented room, drew the curtains, pulled out a newly bought telescope, hid in the corner of the window, and peeked toward Room 1003 in Building 9.

Actually, Chen Yang could have called the police directly, which would have given him a certain chance of catching the fugitive.

However, he didn't dare take that risk.

What if the fugitive wasn't in the room, and alerting him caused him to flee?

Losing the 100,000 yuan reward was a minor issue; being retaliated against by the fugitive was the major concern.

You have to understand, that was a murderous maniac; just thinking about it was enough to make one's skin crawl!

Chen Yang observed quietly.

Through the lens, the windows and balcony were covered, making it impossible to see the scene inside.

Damn!

He had drawn his curtains too!

That son of a gun was way too cunning!

There was nothing he could do.

Chen Yang could only hold his breath and continue observing, waiting for the other party to open the curtains or come downstairs.

Twenty minutes later, "Ding dong!" A message notification startled him, causing his hand to shake and nearly dropping the telescope.

He opened WeChat to check.

Holy crap!

Another transfer came in —80,000 yuan!

Sender: Bai Yuyan.

In an instant, Chen Yang's little hands almost couldn't count fast enough.

2 + 3 + 3 + 8 = how many tens of thousands?

Oh my god!

Could someone help him count?

Was this 160,000 yuan?

Almost there!

Just 40,000 yuan more, and he would have 200,000 yuan to treat his father's illness.

"Sister Yan, thank you!

Consider all this money a loan from me.

I'll pay you back immediately once I have the funds."

Chen Yang sent a message.

"Silly little brother, your Sister Yan isn't short on money."

"You helped me see the true face of that scumbag, saved me from a 200,000 yuan loss, and even saved my life.

What's wrong with giving you 100,000 yuan to spend?"

"If you insist on paying me back, I'll cut ties with you and never ask for your help again."

Bai Yuyan's tone was exceptionally firm.

Chen Yang typed out a reply, but then deleted it.

After thinking it over carefully, he finally replied, "Sister Yan, from now on, you can come to me for anything."

When Bai Yuyan saw this message, a brilliant smile appeared on her face.

Suddenly, a figure flashed across the lens.

Chen Yang's spirit immediately lifted.

He focused his eyes and confirmed it was the fugitive, Li Feng.

Li Feng's clear appearance was displayed in the intelligence briefing.

Chen Yang immediately pulled out his phone and dialed the number for Captain Zhang Zhenshan of Shengli Road Police Station.

"Captain Zhang, I've found the A-level fugitive, Li Feng.

He is at..."

Zhang Zhenshan looked astonished.

"You're something else, kid!"

"Another great merit!

How did you find him?"

Chen Yang feigned modesty.

"Pure coincidence!"

Zhang Zhenshan didn't believe him at all.

"Don't tell me you're specializing in catching fugitives just for the reward money?"

Chen Yang was trying to think of an excuse, as the intelligence system certainly couldn't be exposed.

Unexpectedly, one sentence from Zhang Zhenshan gave him the perfect reason.

"Hehe... I've been short on money lately, so I paid extra attention to these fugitives!"

Zhang Zhenshan was speechless.

"You're really something!

Don't ever do this again.

It's too dangerous; you could lose your life in an instant!"

Feeling the other party's goodwill, Chen Yang quickly agreed.

"Yes, I understand.

I'll be careful next time!"

Zhang Zhenshan laughed exasperatedly.

"You truly have no fear of death if you're already planning a next time?"

Half an hour later, surrounded by armed SWAT officers, the A-level fugitive, Li Feng, was apprehended.

[Ding!]

[Gained 10 points.

Current accumulated points: 30 points.]

[Keep up the good work!]

Watching the points gradually increase, Chen Yang felt very satisfied.

The intelligence system's deliberate effort to make him accumulate points surely had a deeper meaning.

Accumulating more now would definitely prove useful later...

He pulled out his phone and glanced at the time.

15:22.

Damn it!

Time was running out!

Third piece of intelligence: Today at 16:02 this afternoon, on Antique Street, someone will find a low-priced bargain, buying an antique that will yield a 100-fold profit.

What does 100-fold mean?

If bought for 100 yuan, it would sell for 10,000 yuan.

If bought for 1,000 yuan, it would sell for 100,000 yuan.

If bought for 10,000 yuan, it would sell for 1,000,000 yuan.

Actually, Chen Yang wasn't that greedy.

He now had 160,000 yuan.

As long as he earned another 100,000 yuan —enough to treat his father's illness —he would be eternally grateful.

The crucial thing was, if such a huge bargain was snatched up by someone else, Chen Yang would definitely regret it bitterly!

He would feel like killing himself!

Screw it!

Chen Yang's fingers moved like the wind.

After a frantic tapping spree, he hailed a Didi ride and rushed toward Antique Street.

"Driver, can you go a little faster?

I have an emergency."

The car continued moving at a snail's pace.

"Driver, please hurry up, thank you!"

The speed increased by 1%.

"Handsome, please help me out, much appreciated!"

The speed increased by 5%.

"Handsome, here is 1,000 yuan.

If you get me to Antique Street in ten minutes, it's yours!"

Vroom vroom vroom...

Gas pedal down, accelerating, a strong sensation of being pushed back.

The speed increased by 200%!

They sped toward Antique Street like lightning and thunder.

"Ding dong!"

A message notification sounded.

Chen Yang opened WeChat and saw a voice message from Zhang Zhenshan.

"Chen Yang, hello!

The suspect has been apprehended.

After fingerprint, blood, and DNA testing, he is indeed the A-level fugitive Li Feng.

You have rendered meritorious service by reporting him, and the 100,000 yuan reward has been issued immediately.

Please check your account!"

Chen Yang was overjoyed!

He opened his text messages.

Sure enough, he received a bank notification showing a deposit of 100,000 yuan.

Tallying his total assets, he had a full 260,000 yuan!

Oh my heavens!

He had earned 260,000 yuan in less than a day!

Now, his father's illness was finally curable!

Of course, he still had to seize the bargain.

When going to the hospital for treatment, who knew if 260,000 yuan would be enough?

Naturally, the more the better.

"Screech..."

A sudden brake, and the Didi driver had completed the designated task.

"We've arrived at Antique Street!"

Having said that, without waiting for Chen Yang to speak, he snatched the 1,000 yuan bill and stuffed it into his pocket.

Chen Yang was dumbfounded and really wanted to curse, "What do you mean?

Don't you trust me?"

Clenching his empty palm, he felt a bit unwilling.

If he had been one step faster just now, would it have been possible to —take it back?

That was 1,000 yuan!

Forget it!

Seeing the driver's highly guarded look, Chen Yang consoled himself.

I'm a person who earns big money; why would I care about this small amount?

Chen Yang opened the door and got out.

Chii chii chii... followed by the sound of tires screeching behind him.

Vroom vroom vroom...

The car sped away in a flash.

Chen Yang's movements were just as fast.

He took off running, rushing into Antique Street.

Time waits for no one.

Only three minutes remained.

Even being one minute late meant the antique would be bought by someone else.

The 100-fold profit he could have earned would vanish into thin air.

Who could bear that?

At this very moment, every second counted!

Inside the Didi car, the driver looked back.

He instinctively hit the brakes.

"What the heck?

Why is he running faster than me?

Did he steal something from my car?"

The driver was uneasy, so he quickly stopped the car to check for any missing items.

In the end, after half an hour of searching, he still couldn't figure out what exactly he had lost.

...After desperately sprinting 500 meters.

"Huff... puff..."

Chen Yang was completely out of breath, finally arriving at the entrance of Ten Thousand Treasures Studio.

That antique was bought right here.

"Huh?"

"Time's up, so why don't I see anyone?"

"Could it be...?"

He glanced at the time.

16:03.

Chen Yang's vision went black!