120: Chapter 120 Is Someone Watching the Small Building?

The next few days passed peacefully and steadily.

Jiang Yu came over every afternoon to change Lin Ning's dressing and cook. Sometimes she would bring two professional books and sit in the living room, reading quietly.

Lin Ning would curl up on the other end of the sofa, studying the contents of the list he had made.

The next afternoon, the ringing of the phone interrupted their cozy time together.

Officer Li Feng got straight to the point as soon as the call connected. "Zhang Yueshan and Liu Jian have been arrested. We are working jointly with the Police Station in the company's jurisdiction. Just letting you know."

This was already within Lin Ning's expectations. The prosecutor's office might not necessarily accept video or audio evidence, but it was enough for the Police Station to open a case.

In their line of work, once the losing bidder sends a complaint letter questioning the bidding process of the winning company, an investigation must be conducted. The winning party, either to save time or because they have a guilty conscience, will usually spend a little money to see if the complaint can be withdrawn.

Over time, this loophole has been seized upon by many practitioners. There is no shortage of companies in society that specialize in this kind of extortion rather than actually bidding to do business.

Lin Ning provided some company information; as long as the police called and asked one by one, it would all be evidence.

Lin Ning said indifferently, "Mhm. By the way, about that award..."

"Beep—beep—" Officer Li Feng hung up the phone directly.

"How rude!" Lin Ning muttered discontentedly.

Jiang Yu, having heard about Officer Li Feng from Lin Ning, laughed from the side.

The good life ended on the fourth day.

On the fourth day, that guy Wang Qiao couldn't hold back anymore and came charging over.

Lin Ning's ears were still filled with the sounds of the two of them chattering away about "big positive lines, doji stars, hammer lines, evening stars..."

The next moment.

Looking at the door that had been slammed shut with a thunderous bang, Lin Ning was dumbfounded.

Grass, it's a type of plant.

His own girlfriend had been snatched away by his own brother.

At a time when he was injured and their passionate romance had just begun.

Lin Ning subconsciously wanted to go to the kitchen to grab a kitchen knife.

A while later, Lin Ning lay on the sofa.

Thinking of Wang Qiao's haggard appearance, and then looking at the shining eyes of Jiang Yu when she discussed professional topics.

Forget it.

I really am such a good person...

At 1:00 PM, Lin Ning got dressed and moved around a bit. If it weren't for the tightness of his wound, Lin Ning would sometimes almost forget about it.

He went out, and 10 minutes later, he strolled into the Police Station.

As soon as Officer Li Feng saw him, his scalp tingled: "The bonus, it'll be here in these next two days, and those few cases from Officer Yang Jun's station can be settled together!"

Lin Ning was satisfied upon hearing this, but he couldn't help teasing Officer Li Feng.

"Look at their efficiency; their settlement speed is about the same as yours. Little Li, are you even capable?"

After speaking, Lin Ning familiarly scooted over to sit next to his workstation.

A vein throbbed on Officer Li Feng's forehead.

"That was a collaboration between two stations, so the process was faster! Our case involves a wide scope and a large amount of money; the materials alone would be stacked this high—" He gestured with his hand to an exaggerated height, "If I hadn't been urging them every day, you'd be waiting until the second half of the year!"

Lin Ning chuckled and poured him a cup of water: "I'm joking, you've worked hard."

"If you know I've worked hard, then stop annoying me."

Officer Li Feng glared at him and lowered his voice, "If you're really that bored, go out for a stroll and find some 'material.' But stop loitering in our jurisdiction; you can go to Officer Yang Jun's side more often."

Lin Ning rolled his eyes.

He knew the tricks behind this kind of joint case handling between two stations. Officer Li Feng's station just provided a lead, sent two people to take a look, and wrote up the case file. The hard work of running the case was all done by Officer Yang Jun's station, yet they still had to split the credit with Officer Li Feng's station.

It seems that getting something for nothing, or "lying down to win," is the goal everywhere.

This brotherhood is truly made of plastic.

Listening to Officer Li Feng's coaxing and urging, Lin Ning exposed the wound on his waist that still had stitches.

Officer Li Feng: "..."

"How did you get hurt? Who hurt you? Why are you out instead of resting properly at home?"

Lin Ning explained the cause and effect of the injury.

Without waiting for Officer Li Feng to say anything else, he got up and walked out.

As he walked, he said, "I just missed you and came to see you, but all you care about is the credit."

Lin Ning walked to the door, turned back, looked at Officer Li Feng's bewildered expression, and sighed, "Sigh~~ Since you've already asked, what can I do? I'll go sweep the streets now. Remember my good deeds in the future!"

After saying that, he walked away quickly.

Lin Ning listened to the chasing footsteps behind him, holding back his laughter.

Coming out of the Police Station, Lin Ning got on his little e-bike. Ignoring Officer Li Feng's shouts, he twisted the throttle and merged into the traffic.

Only then did Lin Ning show a crafty smile with satisfaction.

Sweeping the streets was something he had planned long ago; he didn't expect Officer Li Feng to be so cooperative.

If he didn't pass on his confusion and frustration, his thoughts wouldn't be clear.

"Heh heh heh..."

He started to stroll slowly along the familiar streets.

He didn't want to go to any specific area, making it seem like he had a quota to meet.

Anyway, once he found a target, he could just dump it on Jin Er and Officer Li Feng.

Didn't you see that Officer Li Feng could even collaborate with the Police Station over in the CBD?

As long as he didn't touch those real red lines, the city was so big that he could go anywhere.

The wind blowing on his face felt very comfortable; Yanjing's most comfortable season was about to pass, so he had to cherish it.

The little e-bike stopped and started; he didn't find any valuable red names, but Lin Ning ate quite well.

After turning two more corners, ahead was the familiar cluster of gray buildings—the street where the small building was located.

Lin Ning's eyes narrowed.

Yellow uniform, helmet, thermal box—the typical attire of a peer—was slowly riding by on the street in front of the small building.

But in Lin Ning's eyes, that person had a heart-palpitating deep red halo above them—[Shen Shi / Li Minghe, Delivery Driver]

The key was that the Psychic Power Lin Ning had attached to his vision fed back a feeling—deep malice.

Lin Ning frowned, parked his bike in the shade of a tree by the side of the road, and took out his phone, pretending to make a call.

He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and his Psychic Power shot toward that "delivery driver" like a sharp arrow.

Twenty meters.

Forty meters.

Sixty meters.

Too far. Lin Ning felt a sharp pain in his head, and the Psychic Power he had sent out dissipated.

Lin Ning opened his eyes and watched the person's retreating back. Just as the thought of following them arose, a sense of crisis suddenly emerged.

He looked left and right, and the sense of crisis disappeared again.

Something is wrong!

Lin Ning pushed his little e-bike into a small alley by the side of the road and stared blankly at the street in front of the small building.

What on earth is going on?

As if possessed, Lin Ning found a corner behind a green belt and crouched down.

This position was very hidden, but through the gaps in the bushes, he could just see the section of the street in front of the small building.

Waiting.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Ning felt like an idiot.

Just as he was about to get up, at the end of the street, a red halo turned around the corner.

Lin Ning quickly crouched down.

Blue uniform, helmet, delivery box, also deep red—[Jiang Hui / Majid Azimi, Delivery Driver]

A foreign name?

Lin Ning was shocked.

His Psychic Power probed out again.

This time, the two collided head-on.

Lin Ning "saw" clearer details—the person appeared to be looking straight ahead while riding, but their gaze was actually fixed on the guard booth at the main gate of the small building. When passing by, their head turned ever so slightly, and their gaze very covertly swept through the courtyard and landed directly on the exterior wall of the small building, lingering for at least two seconds.

Lin Ning's heart sank.

He remembered the days when he used the identity of a delivery driver as a cover.

This routine was too familiar—using the most inconspicuous profession as a disguise to carry out tracking and reconnaissance...

Someone is watching the small building.

One of them even has a foreign name.

Lin Ning didn't hesitate any longer, took out his phone, and called Chen Zhi.