The Most Random System

Who says when you go out, your identity is entirely up to you?

Is there a possibility that your identity is forced upon you by others?

That’s utter nonsense.

How come a law-abiding, hardworking public servant like me, no, a good cop, suddenly turns into an international criminal who can scare children into silence?

Isn’t that leap a bit too far?

If I had known, I would’ve let Ao Song accompany Lin Li, and myself take the suspect in the van back... Wait, I mean, if I had known, I shouldn’t have agreed to accompany Lin Li in his antics with Yan Aosong!

With a slight increase in car speed, for the first time, I feel like the road back to the station is incredibly long.

Yangliang truly didn’t expect Lin Li to brag so much nonsense.

If Lin Li ever starts selling beef, Yangliang definitely won’t give him any business.

Because Lin Li would undoubtedly become a conman; you buy ten pounds of beef, but when you get home, nine pounds of it is pure bragging.

A scratched flavor, stinky and unsavory.

And Mouse and Old Wen, these two aren’t too bright either, feeling their admiring gaze on me, they not only believed it but believed it wholeheartedly.

The more I think, the more helpless I feel, and Yangliang glared at Lin Li.

Lin Li pretended not to notice.

"It’s such a shame Uncle Yang doesn’t seem to have any desire to share today, or it might be that neither of you earned his trust and approval, and he doesn’t think you have any right to hear about his past." Ignoring Yangliang’s ’’threats’’, Lin Li regretfully remarked to Mouse and Old Wen.

Words without intention, listeners with purpose, a sense of crisis and desire for action surged straight to their heads.

"Brother, Brother Yang! You two can be absolutely sure of me! Rest assured! For the tasks ahead, if I, Mouse, show the slightest slackness or laziness, I deserve to be hit by a car when I step out, and for every attempt to steal car batteries in the future, get caught red-handed! May my son be born a snake!"

"Exactly," Old Wen nodded, his tone resolute, "For tonight’s job, I’ll stake my life to make sure it gets done beautifully for the two of you! I’ll demonstrate supreme effort and focus throughout, not a second of slack, putting forth maximum effort, otherwise, may my son be born all serpents!"

Lin Li didn’t intend for such commitment, so after hearing them, he just chuckled and waved his hand dismissively:

"It’s not necessary."

"In fact, your thinking is actually flawed."

"In our line of work, it’s just like when I used to do sales; you need to understand the situation and seize opportunities. If you maintain a level always as intense as you described, should we always be on high alert now?"

"Wouldn’t that be exhausting? Moreover, staying mentally taut for a prolonged time might cause one to lose sensitivity to risks and alertness, eventually leading to missed opportunities. So what we need to do now is relax, don’t think too much, close our eyes and recharge, and when the action starts later, showcase our best."

Being a somewhat young but seasoned veteran, Lin Li’s every word was treated as a golden rule by Mouse and Old Wen, who listened intently and nodded frequently when Lin Li finished speaking.

"Understood, understood, Brother, it’s us who were mistaken. What you said makes sense." Mouse nodded, even a hint of regret in his words.

"Brother, you used to do sales?" Old Wen’s focus slightly diverged, at the moment curiously inquiring.

Who would’ve thought Brother Bufan also had a proper job once?

"Yes, I was a sales champion at the time." Lin Li smiled.

"It’s only fitting, someone as outstanding as Brother, like gold, they leave a lasting impression wherever they go!" Mouse gave a thumbs up.

Humbly, Lin Li said ’’eh’’ and waved his hand: "Being a champion was because I knew how to seize the moment and setting, doing the right thing at the right time."

"At that time, my best-selling product was a fruit knife."

"Think about it, who needs a fruit knife? Certainly, those needing self-defense do!"

"Hence, I usually pick the evenings to pitch my fruit knife to those frail women walking alone at night, almost always succeeding, and even though my knife was only worth a few bucks, they willingly handed over all their savings just for the knife in my hand.

Understand, this is the practical theory of timing multiplied by appropriate context."

Mouse, Old Wen, Yangliang: "...(゜▽゜)."

Doesn’t this sound like robbery?

A revelation hits, dear family.

No wonder someone as troublesome as Brother Bufan would never think of doing a proper job.

If it’s robbery, then it instantly makes sense.

Fits the character.

"Got it, got it." Mouse and Old Wen, somewhat stumbling, nodded.

"Mm-hmm." Lin Li nodded.

Glancing out the window at the road conditions, he had a rough idea of their location, not far from Sanqiao Police Station.

"There’s more to say later, for now, let’s all close our eyes and prepare." With those words, Lin Li was the first to close his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, taking on a resting posture, "Uncle Yang’ll call us when we arrive."

Seeing this, Mouse and Old Wen immediately fell silent, not daring to speak, yet at this moment, they were filled with excitement and cheer, thus choosing eye contact to exchange messages.

But for some reason, a sudden drowsiness overwhelmed them, both yawning at the same time.

Though wishing to stay awake, this fatigue was indeed thick and irresistible, especially since Brother Bufan said so, better to rest now and avoid mistakes due to drowsiness during work later.