The Most Random System

"Yan Aosong: Stop right there, Lin Li! If you resort to vigilante justice on a suspect, you’ll disappear!"

"Lin Li: It’s... over now..."

"Lin Li: Uncle Yan, have you seen the movie ’Seven’? Zhang Hexuan is actually ’Jealousy’, and he successfully made me commit the ’Wrath’ sin."

"Lin Li: I’m about to become a fugitive, uncle. During the days I’m gone, check in on my family often, I’m entrusting my three-year-old child to you as well..."

"Yan Aosong: ?"

"Yan Aosong: Really taking the act too far, aren’t we?"

"Yan Aosong initiated a voice call."

"Uncle."

The call from Yan Aosong was quickly answered, with Lin Li’s familiar yet nightmarish voice on the other end of the line.

The sound was relatively open, suggesting he was outdoors, but there was no background noise from other people.

Good news, the suspect Zhang Hexuan wasn’t made to cry by Lin Li.

Bad news, the suspect Zhang Hexuan might already be dead.

"Lin Li, what’s the situation exactly now? Be serious," Yan Aosong asked bluntly.

"It’s really nothing, Uncle," Lin Li’s voice returned to normal, no longer joking around:

"Zhang Heyu is quite calm now, completely resigned without any struggle, being very cooperative. His son Xiaobao was crying earlier, but we managed to lull him to sleep. Now he’s sleeping in the carrier peacefully, making little baby snores and baby burps, it’s all settled.

At the scene, it’s just me and a rideshare driver I met on the way here, along with the father-son duo. We’re all waiting by the roadside - both cars are off the road, not blocking traffic."

Lin Li paused and added:

"So, the main thing is when you send someone over, it would be best to bring along an officer with experience in handling children, a female officer or male officer, either would work.

I’ve already asked, Zhang Heyu has nowhere to send his child for someone to care for him; otherwise, he wouldn’t have brought such a young child out to commit a crime. Looks like the child will have to stay at the station at least until midnight; someone needs to specifically look after him.

Regarding the dogs, they were stolen from two villages, so if you have enough people, they can be returned tonight as well. That’s up to your arrangements."

"Nothing else, just come and take custody of the people and the stolen goods."

Yan Aosong exhaled and nodded:

"Got it, Lin Li, you did a decent job this time. Wait at the spot for a while, keep an eye on the people and cars, keep evidence intact, especially those dogs and the stuff in the bags. Your location is quite remote, it’ll probably take us half an hour to get there, it’ll take some time.

If anything arises midway, especially concerning that child, call me immediately."

"OK, OK."

"Okay, I’ll call for backup now, hanging up."

"Alright."

Hearing the ’beep—’ sound on the phone, Lin Li put the phone back into his pocket and returned to the van.

The rideshare driver was still instructing Zhang Heyu on how to hold a child more appropriately.

The driver indeed has raised and handled children before, though it’s not because he was a playboy during the dark turmoil last year; it was simply that his love came back to life.

—Marriage is the grave of love; divorce is love coming back to life.

Still, it’s fortunate to have him, allowing the half-year-old suspect to calm down so quickly since Lin Li isn’t adept at handling children.

If Lin Li had been handling things, he would probably find a way to use the "Duck Blood Bottle" to extract some drowsiness from somewhere and turn the baby into a puff with it.

As for Zhang Heyu, he’s not an extremely vile person, more like someone occasionally showing a tiny bit of pity.

After all, committing a crime while still needing to care for a child under one year old is quite revealing of his circumstances.

Nevertheless, Lin Li feels no pity, because fundamentally, Zhang Heyu is morally crooked. His current predicament is of his own making, having a bit of responsibility, but not much, insisting on doing such things.

"To be honest, your Zhang family members are quite remarkable, aren’t they?

If it snows, you can call Zhang Wansen, if you have a toothache, you can call Zhang Xianzong, for grave robbing, you can call Zhang Qiling, if you can’t sleep, there’s Zhang Huaimin, for lawsuits there’s Zhang Wei, if you lose, call Zhang San, for climbing mountains to take photos call Zhang Dongsheng, and for controlling, you can play Zhang Liang, if you want to play the recorder call Zhang Yuge, for being a virtual ghost call Zhang Jinghua...

It’s a lineup of extraordinary talents, so why is it when it comes to you, with working hands and feet, you go and steal dogs?

You just said that meat dog prices per pound are currently low, and pushing illegal goods is price gouged. These dogs will probably only sell for over a thousand, so I really can’t understand why you would take such big risks for such little gain.

Trying to prevent your child from suffering hardships, but aren’t you making him suffer even more now?"

Lin Li stood with arms crossed outside the van, speaking sharply to Zhang Heyu sitting in the passenger seat.

The resume stating ’Caught stealing dogs at half-year-old,’ passing the civil service exam might be difficult.

Feeling uneasy or not knowing how to refute, Zhang Heyu did not respond, only chuckling awkwardly.

Lin Li shifted his gaze to the rideshare driver:

"Driver, what do you say? I already contacted the bureau, but they’ll take at least half an hour to get here, it’s quite a wait, which might delay your money-making. So if you want to leave early, I have absolutely no issue with that."

Lin Li had already transferred the final payment of 100 yuan to the driver. With the baby already lulled to sleep, he could handle things on his own now,