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97: Chapter 97: Changing Zhang Guifen's Fate! Another 100 merit points earned!
Zhang Guifen was stunned for a moment. "Huh? I have to go, I won't have anything to sell tomorrow morning."
Su Yun looked into her eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice.
"Aunt Zhang, you know what I do."
"The energy in the south of the city is too volatile today, especially that beltway overpass; it clashes with your horoscope."
"If you trust me, stay home today and don't go anywhere."
"If you're in a rush for flour, have your old man ride the e-bike to the supermarket next door and carry back two bags. It might be a bit more expensive, but it's better than losing your life."
The rag in Zhang Guifen's hand stopped moving.
She looked at Su Yun's face, which was serious to the point of being frightening, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
If anyone else had said this, she would have already taken a broom and chased them out.
But this was Su Yun!
The "Half-Immortal Su" who deduced the location of a murderer, saved an internet celebrity, and helped people find their lost sons!
Who would dare not believe his words?
Zhang Guifen only felt a chill run down her back, and cold sweat trickled down her spine.
"I believe! I believe!"
Zhang Guifen threw the rag onto the table, her hands trembling slightly. "I'll listen to you, Master! I won't go!"
"Old man! Stop kneading the dough! Hurry up and ride the bike to the supermarket to buy flour! We aren't going to the wholesale market today!"
A muffled response came from the back kitchen.
Seeing this, Su Yun nodded, picked up his spoon again, and began to finish his bowl of tofu pudding with peace of mind.
Half an hour later.
Just as Su Yun stuffed the last bite of fried dough stick into his mouth, the television hanging on the wall of the shop suddenly cut to an emergency news broadcast.
"Breaking news just received by this station!"
"Around 9:10 this morning, a serious multi-vehicle pileup occurred on the south section of the beltway overpass."
"A truck carrying steel bars lost control and overturned, causing a chain reaction collision of seven vehicles behind it. So far, there are multiple injuries, and the scene is tragic..."
As the news footage aired, the entire breakfast shop fell silent instantly.
In the footage, several private cars had been crushed like tin cans, and the ground was covered in broken glass and blood.
"Clang!"
The plate in Zhang Guifen's hand dropped to the floor and shattered into pieces.
She stared fixedly at the TV screen, her face as pale as paper, her lips trembling so much that she couldn't even speak.
That road section, that time...
If Su Yun hadn't stopped her, she would likely have been crushed into pulp by that truck carrying steel bars by now!
All the customers in the shop turned their heads, looking at Su Yun in the corner with expressions of horror.
Su Yun, however, merely pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth unhurriedly.
[Ding! Successfully helped Zhang Guifen avoid a major car accident, changing her fate.]
[Reward: 100 merit points!]
Su Yun stood up and placed the money for breakfast under his bowl.
"Aunt Zhang, a broken plate means peace and safety for the years to come."
"Remember to check the almanac before going out in the future."
After saying this, amid the awestruck gazes of the whole shop, he shoved his hands into his pockets and sauntered out the door.
Keeping his achievements and fame hidden.
...
Back home.
Su Yun took off his sweaty sportswear, threw it into the washing machine, and then threw himself onto the sofa.
He picked up his phone to take a look.
There was a red dot on the WeChat icon.
He tapped it open.
It was a private message from Qin Yumo.
It was sent half an hour ago.
"Su Yun, this is Qin Yumo."
"Although Captain Lei has strictly forbidden the special investigation team from contacting you privately, I still feel that you are the only one who can help with this matter..."
Su Yun looked at the text on the screen, a playful curve tugging at the corner of his mouth.
This police beauty was quite persistent.
She had even learned to act first and report later.
However...
Su Yun did not open the attachments, nor did he reply to the message.
He tossed the phone aside and picked up the teapot on the table to pour himself a cup of water.
"Lei Dapao, oh Lei Dapao."
"Your subordinates are getting this anxious, and you can still sit still?"
The current heat level is probably only about seven-tenths done.
It's not enough yet.
I need to make this Captain Lei completely helpless so that he comes begging at my door.
...
At the Municipal Bureau Criminal Investigation Detachment, the conference room was filled with smoke.
Lei Dapao stubbed his cigarette butt fiercely into the ashtray, pointing at the map on the projector, his eyes wide as copper bells.
"The source of information this time is absolutely reliable!"
"This intelligence was bought with our informant's life. That abandoned textile factory in the west of the city is the transit point for Sister Hong and her scum!"
"Everyone, perk up! Stop thinking about that quack fortune-telling streamer all day long!"
Lei Dapao roared at the top of his lungs, his gaze intentionally sweeping over Qin Yumo in the corner.
Qin Yumo kept her head down, her fingers swiping across her phone screen; she had clearly just closed a certain livestream.
Lei Dapao snorted.
"I know what some of you are thinking."
"You think that us police officers aren't as fast at handling cases as an internet celebrity, right?"
"Today, I'm going to show you what criminal investigation methods are! What professionalism is!"
"Everyone set out! Surround that textile factory like an iron barrel! Don't let a single fly escape!"
...
West of the city, abandoned textile factory.
The night sky was like a black pot overturned overhead.
This place had been abandoned for several years, with weeds growing taller than a person. When the wind blew, it made a wailing sound, like ghosts crying.
A dozen police cars turned off their sirens and lights, stopping silently behind a dirt slope a few hundred meters away.
Dozens of fully armed SWAT officers, like cheetahs, utilized the cover of night to approach the factory building rapidly.
Lei Dapao wore a bulletproof vest, held his gun, and had a murderous look on his face.
He was holding his breath this time.
If he couldn't catch Sister Hong again, he would truly have nowhere to save face as captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.
More importantly, he had to prove to the bureau chief and to that Su Yun that police investigations rely on evidence and logic, not on counting on one's fingers!
"Group one in position."
"Group two in position."
"Sniper in position."
Reports from the various groups came through the headsets.
Lei Dapao took a deep breath, stared at the rusty big iron gate, and waved his hand suddenly.
"Move!"
Bang!
A SWAT team member kicked the gate open, and several flashbangs were thrown inside immediately after.
Boom! Boom!
Intense light and loud noises exploded instantly.
"Don't move! Police!"
"Everyone, heads down, squat!"
Dozens of SWAT officers rushed in like wolves and tigers, their muzzles pointing in all directions.
However.
The expected resistance did not happen.
Nor were there any sounds of panicked scrambling.
Inside the entire factory, apart from the footsteps and shouts of the SWAT officers, it was eerily quiet.
Lei Dapao rushed into the factory, swept his high-powered flashlight around, and immediately froze.
Empty.
Completely empty.
In the several-thousand-square-meter factory building, let alone human traffickers, there wasn't even a ghost to be seen.
Only a dozen mannequins were placed in the center of the factory.
These mannequins were dressed in colorful children's clothing.
Some were missing arms or legs, and others had their heads tilted to one side.
What was most absurd were the poses these mannequins were set in.
Some were giving the middle finger.
Some were making funny faces.
Some were bent over with their butts sticking out.
How was this a mannequin display?
This was clearly blatant mockery!
"Captain Lei... there's no one here."
A SWAT officer searched around and ran back to report, "The scene is very clean, it's like... it was specially cleaned up."
Lei Dapao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He had been played again!
And he was played like a monkey!