124: Chapter 124 This isn't street sweeping, this is harvesting韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting people).

The next day, the sun was shining perfectly.

Lin Ning got up early, splashed some cold water on his face, and set off on his little e-bike.

Putting on his headphones, intense BGM flooded his eardrums; he felt like a king about to leave his territory temporarily, needing to harvest all the crops into the granary before he departed.

His goal for today and tomorrow was clear.

Deeply cultivate the jurisdictions of Officer Li Feng and Officer Yang Jun.

He knew the ropes, just like returning to his own backyard.

In the adult novelty shop on the back street of the bars—others of this type were usually one-person shops, at most husband-and-wife businesses—Lin Ning passed by the street front and, looking through the glass door, saw at least five or six people sporting red names, yawning as they cleaned up the aftermath.

In a mid-range residential complex, a group of "moving workers" were efficiently moving home appliances out, all of them sporting red names.

Lin Ning stopped on the roadside, and his audio-capture bracelet clearly picked up fragmented conversations: "...The homeowner is on a business trip for a month...", "...The security camera coverage cycle for this area is ten days, hurry up..."

What do you call this? This is called professional! They even figured out the level of the surveillance cameras.

Lin Ning noted down the license plate number and even followed them to their lair, a courtyard with a car repair sign hanging out front.

Under a certain office building, several young people in suits, wearing "Financial Advisor" badges on their chests, were enthusiastically helping a group of elderly people with eager yet dazed expressions walk into the building. "Uncles and Aunts, our project is supported by the state, with a guaranteed annual return of 20%..."

Lin Ning's mouth twitched uncontrollably as he listened.

...

The little e-bike shuttled through the streets and alleys—discovering, screening gangs, tracking lairs, and recording; Lin Ning was as emotionless as a factory assembly line worker.

By the end of the day, Lin Ning looked at the dense list of names, addresses, and suspected directions recorded on his phone.

It seems criminals are truly like leeks; you cut one batch, and another grows.

That's already six groups; if he runs around for the next two days, he doesn't even dare to imagine what the total number will be.

Surely Officer Li Feng and the others won't still be working overtime to make arrests by the time he gets back from his hometown, right?!

Approaching off-work time, Lin Ning flicked the tail of his little e-bike and stopped under a CBD office building.

Today was the first time he had come to the location of his own company, but he didn't intend to go up—he was just here to pick up Jiang Yu.

The moment the message to Jiang Yu was sent, his phone exploded.

Wang Qiao.

Lin Ning skillfully held the phone half a meter away before answering; Wang Qiao's roar still had plenty of piercing power.

"You surnamed Lin! You damn well arrived downstairs and didn't even come up to take a look! This isn't your company, is it?! If you've got guts, don't take your dividends either...&%￥￥#@"

Lin Ning listened calmly until the voice grew quieter before bringing it to his ear. "It's just that I'm having Jiang Yu accompany me to buy some things; time is too tight."

"Besides," he paused, lowering his voice mysteriously, "I have a 'surprise' for you in a couple of days. It's not ready today, but I will definitely deliver before I leave! When have I ever lied to you? Don't worry, I guarantee it's a big surprise!"

Hanging up the phone, Lin Ning wiped away some non-existent cold sweat.

After seeing his gift, this guy won't explode, will he?

It doesn't matter; anyway, he won't be in Yanjing by then.

Picking up Jiang Yu, the two headed straight to the mall near their home.

Besides buying toys and clothes for his niece Weiwei, at Jiang Yu's suggestion, they also bought health supplements and cosmetics for others.

It was past eight in the evening when the two finally sat down at a well-reviewed restaurant in the mall.

Under the soft lighting, Lin Ning talked about what he had seen and heard during the day, while Jiang Yu talked about how Wang Qiao was flustered yet high-spirited at the company, her laughter soft.

After finishing their meal and walking out of the mall, the early summer evening breeze carried a gentle chill.

Lin Ning carried big and small bags in one hand, while the other hand naturally reached for Jiang Yu's hand.

Just then, a few abrupt and flirtatious whistles came from the side.

Three young men walked past with their arms around each other's shoulders; they looked like they had just finished drinking, their faces flushed.

One of them, wearing bright green trendy clothes, fixed his gaze directly on Jiang Yu, and after whistling, he grinned and winked at his companions.

Lin Ning's eyes turned cold instantly.

He shifted his steps, his tall frame blocking Jiang Yu like a wall, cutting off those malicious gazes.

He was tall with broad shoulders and a wide back; at this moment, with his face darkened, the aura he had gained from life-and-death struggles and the baptism of espionage cases was no longer restrained, suppressing the three men so much that their drunkenness sobered up by two points.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Ning's voice wasn't loud, but it carried shards of ice. "If you don't want your eyes, you can donate them."

The bright-green-clad man was stunned by the retort, and emboldened by the alcohol, he wanted to step forward: "Fuck, who the hell are you talking to?!"

A slightly older man nearby, wearing a polo shirt, hurriedly pulled him back.

His gaze swept over Lin Ning, then glanced at Jiang Yu, who was protected behind him with a frowning, cold face, and he put on a fake smile. "Brother, my friend has had too much to drink, sorry about that."

While speaking, he forcefully dragged his cursing companion toward a black SUV on the side of the road.

Lin Ning didn't chase; he just watched them coldly.

His Psychic Power keenly captured the clear malice in those three the moment they turned around.

Especially the bright-green-clad man; before getting into the car, he turned back and raked his sinister gaze over Jiang Yu once more.

Looking for death.

A cold light flashed in the depths of Lin Ning's eyes.

Actually, as soon as he stepped out of the mall, he had already seen these three guys; the halos above their heads were as bright as red light bulbs.

Originally, because Jiang Yu was by his side, he didn't want to create extra complications and intended to let them go for now.

Unexpectedly, the trash ran into the blade's edge themselves.

"Jiang Yu," Lin Ning took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and handed most of the shopping bags in his hands to her, his tone quick and steady. "The car I called has arrived, you go back first. I have something to take care of."

Jiang Yu immediately grabbed his arm, her eyes full of worry. "Lin Ning! Don't be impulsive! There are many of them, and they've been drinking..."

"Don't worry," Lin Ning held her hand, squeezed it firmly, and gave her a reassuring look. "I'm not going to fight."

"They have issues. I'm following them to confirm their base of operations, and then I'll hand it over to Jin Er and the others to handle. I promise, I'm just tracking, definitely not getting close." He pointed to his little e-bike parked not far away.

Jiang Yu looked at his calm and firm eyes.

She bit her lip and, in the end, just solemnly urged: "Make sure to stay safe! Send me messages at any time."

"Okay!"

Lin Ning watched her get in the car and leave, then turned around, got on his little e-bike, and silently slid into the traffic, trailing behind that black SUV at a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

The car drove for more than ten minutes and turned into a mid-range residential complex.

Lin Ning used his Psychic Power to easily follow them into the apartment building and confirmed the door number.

He could have left right then and there and thrown the information to Jin Er.

But that clear malice, especially the way they looked at Jiang Yu at the end...

Made him feel like a thorn was stuck in his heart.

This kind of scum.

He was about to leave Beijing soon; he absolutely could not leave any hidden dangers near Jiang Yu.

He decided to wait a while to see if there would be any "unexpected gains."