Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âYouâre not an outsider, so why make things complicated? Just sleep together.â
âDonât even think about it,â Ji Qingyan said, clearly agitated.
âWeâve slept together before, whatâs there to be embarrassed about?â
âI donât want to argue with you. Go to sleep quickly, donât waste my timeâI have work tomorrow.â
Ji Qingyan took a blanket out of the wardrobe, laid it on the floor, and turned away, clearly not wanting to engage with Lin Yi any further.
Looking at Ji Qingyanâs stubborn back, Lin Yi smiled faintly.
Although there hadnât been any significant progress, this was still a good start. He hoped things would continue to improve.
The next morning, Lin Yi woke up early because he received a call from Li Xianghui, asking him to come to the station.
Ji Qingyan also got up at the same time.
She had never been one to sleep in, unlike Liang Ruoxu, who wouldnât get up unless the sun was high in the sky.
âWhy are you up so early? Itâs only six oâclock.â
Song Minghui said as she prepared breakfast in the kitchen.
âI have something to do at the station, so Iâm heading over early.â
Seeing that Lin Yi had work to do, Song Minghui didnât say much more.
âI made some fried dough sticks and soy milk. Iâll pack some for you to eat on the way.â
âAlright.â
Lin Yi originally wanted to decline, but since she had already prepared it, he didnât have the heart to refuse.
Song Minghui packed the soy milk in a thermos and grabbed a few fried dough sticks, then saw him off to his car.
Watching Lin Yi drive away, Ji Qingyan wanted to say something but held it in.
The old Lin Yi used to be a slacker in everything he did. She couldnât understand why he was suddenly working so hard.
On the way to the police station, Lin Yi finished his breakfast and then arrived at Li Xianghuiâs office.
He found that aside from Li Xianghui, no one else was there. It seemed he was the only one who had been called in.
Li Xianghui was dozing on the sofa, with dark circles under his eyes, indicating he hadnât slept well.
âBrother Li.â
Seeing Lin Yi arrive, Li Xianghui sat up and rubbed his temples. âWhen did you get here?â
âJust now,â Lin Yi replied.
âWhatâs the matter? You called me in so early.â
âItâs about Bai Yongshou,â Li Xianghui said.
âWe interrogated him all day and night yesterday but couldnât get anything useful out of him. I figured you might have some ideas, so I called you over.â
âWhat specific information are you looking for?â Lin Yi asked.
âI remember they both have serious assault charges on their records, so a conviction shouldnât be a problem.â
âWeâve got the evidence for that, but their main crime is selling contraband. We want to follow the trail to find the upper-level gang and take them down.â
âI see what you mean.â
Lin Yi yawned. âYou woke me up early for this? Go ahead and get some sleep. Iâll go take a look.â
âAlright, go ahead.â Li Xianghui yawned as well, then lay back on the sofa to continue sleeping.
Leaving the office, Lin Yi headed to the interrogation room.
Before long, Bai Yongshou and Wang Shuguang were brought in.
Seeing that Lin Yi was the one sitting at the head of the table, both of them flinched, but they quickly calmed down.
They were already in this situation, so there was no point in being afraid anymore.
âI think you both know why Iâm here, so letâs not waste time. Tell me who your supplier is, and maybe you can get a reduced sentence.â
âMaster Lin, do you think thereâs any point in saying this now?â Bai Yongshou sneered.
âGiven our current situation, getting a reduced sentence is impossible.â
âItâs not that simple. The law is improving, and sentencing has become more lenient. A reduced sentence isnât impossible; it all depends on how you cooperate.â
âThereâs nothing for us to say, nor will we say anything. Donât waste your energy,â Bai Yongshou said.
âBut thank you for the last meal. No wonder everyone on the street calls you Master Lin. I have to say, I respect you.â
âSeems like youâre not planning to talk, huh?â
âThereâs no point in talking. If Iâm going down, I want to leave a good reputation so that when people on the street talk about me, theyâll give me a thumbs up.â
âLooks like you still donât understand why people on the street call me Master Lin.â
Lin Yi leaned back in his chair and propped his feet on the table.
âFrom Wang Mazi in the beginning to Wei Yihua later on, I took care of them both. Do you really think it was just because of the money I had? Or do you think that because I wear this uniform, everything has to be done by the book and that I canât do anything to you?â
Bai Yongshou and Wang Shuguang didnât respond, but that was exactly what they were thinking.
âYou two are smart, knowing that we need the information you have, so youâre trying to stall. This might work on others, but not on me.â
âIâm giving you five minutes to think it over. If you canât give me a satisfactory answer, Iâll take you away and handle it my way.â
Bai Yongshou looked up at Lin Yi. âWhat do you mean?â
Lin Yi reached into his pocket and pulled out his ID, showing it to them.
âThis is my military ID. If the police canât handle you, Iâll turn you over to the military. You can imagine what the consequences will be.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Seeing Lin Yiâs ID, both of their eyes widened. They never expected Lin Yi to have this kind of background.
Cold sweat dripped down Bai Yongshouâs face as he finally understood why Wei Yihua was so afraid of this manâit was because of this hidden identity.
âAccording to the records, you still have an elderly father in your hometown of Yangcheng. I hear heâs living quite well.â
Lin Yi said
âAs it happens, my hometown is also Yangcheng. The local boss there is Wu Tianfu. Iâm sure youâve heard of him. If youâre interested, I can give you a chance to call him and ask who I am.â
âYou⦠you even know Wu Tianfu!â Bai Yongshou said in shock.
âThat old man lowers his head when he talks to me. What do you think?â
Lin Yi adjusted his posture and looked at Bai Yongshou.
âYour fate is already sealed, but thereâs something you need to understand. There are many ways to die. Itâs not worth it to hold on to some street code and make your life a living hell. Besides, both of you still have close relatives around. Iâm not exactly a good guy, so instead of fighting me, why not come clean and do something good for a change?â