The Most Random System-Chapter 497 - 299: The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the wind is gentle

Chapter 497: Chapter 299: The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the wind is gentle

A few police cars were driving in the night.

Although it was a robbery case, Yan Aosong lacked any professional ethics, driving casually slow, not in a hurry at all.

Even, to avoid disturbing the public late at night, despite being out on a case, he didn’t turn on the siren.

He adhered strictly to traffic rules, even though it was midnight. If there was a red light, he would stop strictly at the red light, go at the green light, even if the road was empty.

It’s unimaginable how many poor people Yan Aosong would make suffer due to his perfunctory attitude if he dealt with life-and-death cases like this.

If Lin Li saw this scene, he would definitely exclaim that this was also a Demon Suppression Envoy corrupted by evil forces.

Finally, the leisurely Yan Aosong reached the destination, got out of the car, walked to the alley entrance the victim pointed out, shined a flashlight inside, and asked perfunctorily: "Oi, is anyone there?"

"Someone! Someone! Sorry, officers! We know we’re wrong! We surrender! We will never rob again in the future! Arrest us, quickly come and arrest us!"

Hearing Yan Aosong’s voice, five people rushed out from the dark alley.

The five people’s pupils were dilated, expressions miserable, and some were even crying.

It seemed like they had suffered a major psychological shock, with partly dried unidentified liquid all over them. Seeing Yan Aosong appear was like seeing a savior; they rushed forward, folding their hands, hoping Yan Aosong would cuff them.

Yan Aosong sighed.

This is classic.

He was not shocked anymore.

They were unlucky to encounter Lin Li.

Honestly, he initially thought Lin Li didn’t have as much perseverance as Yangliang said, thinking he was just interested for a day, but now, obviously, his assumption was wrong.

Moreover, why? How does Lin Li manage each time to make these robbers look like they’ve been robbed or even assaulted?

Wait a minute.

Yan Aosong frowned slightly, suddenly finding that Huang Mountain, the leader’s face imprint, was so strange.

So he leaned in and looked carefully for a while.

This is Yan Aosong: o.o?

This is Yan Aosong: O.O!

Damn, there’s an imprint!

That kid really practiced it!

"Eh, eh. Eh! Hey..." Yan Aosong covered his forehead, desperately tilted his head and sighed repeatedly, then resignedly turned to the group: "Why are there only five of you? Where’s the person you robbed?"

"He’s already gone, oh right, sir, he asked us to give this to you, saying once you see it, you’ll know his identity."

Huang Mountain hurriedly leaned in front of Yan Aosong, using his already cuffed hands to take out something from his pocket and handed it to Yan Aosong.

Yan Aosong’s colleagues couldn’t hold back, turned their heads to keep from laughing.

Because, it’s a pack of black silk, but at least it’s new, still in plastic packaging, not used.

Yan Aosong: "..."

This really proves the identity of the Black Silk Hero.

But damn it.

Lin Li.

You’re already contacting me directly through WeChat to report, why bother with such theatrics again?

Yan Aosong immediately took out his phone. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

「Yan Aosong: Cut the crap, hurry up and come back to file the report!! Tokyo University doesn’t allow anonymous heroes!」

「Lin Li: Oh oh, bro, I’m right in the bushes opposite you, coming over.」

Yan Aosong: "..."

He suddenly understood a saying, the murderer always returns to the scene to admire his handiwork.

Yan Aosong looked across, sure enough, Lin Li was jogging over.

Running too eagerly, a stick ’clang’ fell out of his hoodie.

Colorful, like a KTV disco ball, spinning and shooting colorful lights in all directions, quite eye-catching in the night.

Yan Aosong: "..."

People don’t share the same joys and sorrows; other Demon Suppression Envoys besides Yan Aosong turned their heads trying not to laugh, while Yan Aosong and the five robbers recalled the fear of being dominated, unable to smile.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Aosong looked up.

Forty-five degree angle gazing at the sky, just to keep the tears from falling.

"Uncle Yan, I’m here."

Lin Li hurriedly picked up the Holy Sword and stuffed it back in his chest, the steps he took became much smaller as he ran over.

Yan Aosong closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, not responding immediately.

When all the criminals had been detained in the car, he seemed to calm down, swallowed hard, and solemnly stared at Lin Li:

"Lin Li, you didn’t come yesterday because you hadn’t received this thing, right?"

Luckily, he didn’t bring a female colleague out today; if he did, it would be utterly embarrassing.

"Partially due to that reason, I suppose." Lin Li nodded.

If his new weapon hadn’t arrived tonight, eager to try it out, Lin Li might not have come over.

Yan Aosong once again covered his face in silence for a few seconds, then started repeatedly slapping his forehead with his palm.

His head hurt, maybe it’s a brain tumor.

"Throw this thing away, hurry up, continue using your retractable baton and ease up, just consider it a plea from an uncle." When Yan Aosong spoke again, his tone carried a hint of pleading.

Regret, deep regret.

Why did I explain this self-defense tip to Lin Li on Saturday night?

Yan Aosong truly wished he could travel back in time to slap himself, then use the black silk in hand to cover his face, secretly give Lin Li two slaps, no, three slaps back then.