47: Chapter 47 I'll just swipe at a beautiful woman

And this kind of thing wasn't only happening at the Gangyang Chemical Plant.

At a scrap metal recycling factory with a rusty gate, the boss was leisurely scrolling through videos, sighing that this prosperous age truly was wonderful.

Next, with a slight flick of his little finger, another video popped up: a beautiful woman with fair skin and long legs was live-streaming a dance.

This middle-aged man had certainly mastered playing with borderline videos.

He swiped again.

Then, a dating message popped up.

"Prosperity Blooms, 555 meters away from you. I'm quite bored alone and looking for someone to chat with. If possible, we can meet up."

"This is what I look like."

Below it was an animated picture.

Tsk tsk...

This prosperous age truly made one's heart surge!

He licked his dry lips and let out a long sigh.

Then, his wicked little hand tapped that message.

Subsequently...

Just as the middle-aged man was about to welcome his second spring, something cold was pressed against his head.

He turned his head to look.

He saw a person fully armed to the teeth appear.

That cold, hard object was the dark muzzle of a gun.

What the hell?!

What's going on?!

He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes snapped wide open.

He tried to sit up from the rocking chair but found his weight wouldn't support him.

Instead, someone quickly rushed over and snatched the phone from his hand, beginning to examine it seriously.

"What are you doing?!"

"This is my phone! It contains very valuable information!"

The middle-aged man's expression immediately turned ugly upon seeing this.

Damn it!

I was just about to chat with Prosperity Blooms; what are these people rushing over for?

Most importantly, how could they watch the dozens of gigabytes of gems stored on his phone for free?

He felt nothing about being surrounded by several fully armed soldiers.

He was more convinced this was just a prank.

Too ridiculous!

"Don't move! You are currently suspected of selling munitions and must cooperate with our investigation! Otherwise, you'll be the next to get a peanut!" the soldier said.

"Heh heh... you're trying to scare me, right? I, Zhang Yongtian, did all sorts of things when I was young! Am I afraid of you?"

"Little punk, don't think you can threaten me just by holding a toy gun. I advise you to hurry up and give me back my phone, then scram as far as you can, or else... Ouch, holy crap!?"

Bang!!!

A gunshot rang out.

It hit the dirt beside them.

A piece of earth immediately flipped up; the power was clearly not to be underestimated.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yongtian quickly realized something was wrong.

A lot of cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

He no longer had any of his previous bravery.

Instead, the man immediately knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly and shedding endless tears.

"Waaaaah, officer, I just run a scrap business and haven't earned much money. The only bad thing I've done is flirt with a few young married women nearby..."

"... But they were all willing; I absolutely did not force those women. Moreover, you don't know, I almost died on their beds..."

"Wuwu... officer, you must believe me!"

"I've been honest my whole life; I really haven't done anything illegal or against discipline."

"..."

Zhang Yongtian continued to cry.

Meanwhile, the others gradually noticed something different.

Their expressions seemed to become somewhat awkward.

The first person to check the phone quickly shook his head.

"Report, Captain, nothing found."

The person holding the gun was also stunned for a moment.

Looking at the man weeping on the ground, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He didn't look like a munitions dealer.

"Did you sell a fire truck earlier?"

"Yes, yes, I sold it, but that was something I collected as scrap metal. Later I heard someone overseas wanted it, so I sold it. I didn't even drive it back to our scrap yard; I sent it directly over. Heaven and earth as my witness!" Zhang Yongtian said, clinging to the man's leg, tears and snot streaming down his face.

The man called Captain heard this, and his expression changed slightly.

Could it be... they really made a mistake?

...

At the same time, similar incidents occurred several times in various places across the country.

After discovering it was a false alarm, the news was quickly sent to the Dragon Capital Police Department, which was handling the case.

...

Interrogation Room.

The Director was questioning Lin Heng, but Lin Heng appeared completely composed, as if he wasn't afraid of being investigated at all.

Knock, knock...

There was a knock on the door from outside.

The Recorder quickly went over and brought the item in.

"Director, the people downstairs have finished investigating the matter. Here is the file."

After bringing the item over, the Recorder quickly handed it to the Director.

The Director took it and merely nodded slightly.

"Hmph! You'll be the one crying shortly."

Then, he took the materials.

However, upon seeing the Recorder's strange expression, he frowned slightly.

"What's with that look? Could something bad have happened?"

The Recorder didn't say much upon hearing this. He just twitched the corner of his mouth, then quickly lowered his head.

But he couldn't control his smile and almost burst out laughing.

Just then, the Director quickly opened the file.

Suddenly...

He noticed the contents of the file.

What?!

He quickly realized why the Recorder had that expression on his face earlier.

It wasn't just the Recorder; even the Director's expression turned somewhat grim at this moment.

This...

Lin Heng calmly asked, "Well, have you finished checking?"

This...

The Director's face was momentarily awkward.

So awkward he didn't know what to do.

They got it wrong!

Damn it!

"That..."

He cautiously glanced at Lin Heng, his face looking uncomfortable, as if he had eaten something bad.

"Did you really just sell a gas canister?"

"Also a fire truck, and a three-wheeled vehicle," Lin Heng simply explained.

Good heavens...

He even added a clarification.

Was he afraid the blow wouldn't be hard enough?

"Do I have any more questions now?" Lin Heng quickly continued to ask.

Upon hearing this, the Director remained silent.

He held his breath, his face flushed.

"N-no."

"Then can I leave now?"

Lin Heng tapped the desk impatiently.

Perhaps he had been sitting for too long; Lin Heng stretched slightly.

"I'm getting a sore back from sitting for so long."

At this moment, the Director, with a dark expression, unlocked the handcuffs on Lin Heng's chair.

He forced out a stiff smile.

"You are free to go at any time."