Chapter 28

Initially, Lv Rui wasn't particularly attentive, but as Qin Yun dismantled the motorcycle with fluid ease, it was soon fully disassembled—he couldn't even react in time.

After carefully inspecting it, Qin Yun couldn't help but sigh.

Hearing his sigh, Lv Rui stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Qin, how is it?"

Qin Yun stood up and shook his head: "The engine block and crankcase have suffered catastrophic fractures; the internal oil and electrical lines are completely burned out. There's truly no point in repairing it—unless you replace every single component inside. I assume the manufacturer already told you that?"

Lv Rui was deeply disappointed and nodded: "Yes, the manufacturer said only replacement is possible, and they also said there's no repair value at all."

Qin Yun patted the side seat, then said thoughtfully: "Complete restoration is impossible—these are two fatal, core engine damages. But I can achieve static restoration."

Han Sisi immediately asked: "What does that mean?"

"It means I can manually restore the engine to look exactly as if it never had an accident—but only externally. It won't run, won't deliver fuel, won't ignite. I think, as a motorcycle with spiritual value, its original appearance matters more than its functionality, doesn't it?"

"…"

Lv Rui fell into thought. Since last year, they'd poured immense effort into restoring this iron steed, but everyone told them it was hopeless—unless they replaced it. But if they replaced it, would it still be Wu Moumou's mount?

"Really can't ignite it?"

Qin Yun paused briefly: "Since this is a manual emergency repair, precision can't be perfect. Ignition is likely to fail."

Lv Rui perked up: "Try it anyway. Whether it works or not, it's fine—but please, Mr. Qin, try your best to get it to ignite, even just once."

"I'll do my best."

To be honest, Qin Yun had no confidence at all.

The internal damage to this engine was far worse than his Land Rover's. The Land Rover's engine internals were still intact; this one had been burned through—repairing it would require replacing parts entirely.

"This place isn't suitable for repair. Do your traffic police team have a partnered repair shop? We can tow the bike there."

Qin Yun glanced around the warehouse and said.

"We do." Lv Rui nodded. "Mr. Qin, do you need anything else? Tell me—all at once. I'll have someone prepare it."

Qin Yun thought, examined the motorcycle again, then didn't hesitate: "Give me two of your scrapped motorcycles—same engine model."

"No problem." Lv Rui agreed at once, then suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Qin, aren't you the one who saved people on the Jing-Tai Expressway?"

Qin Yun's face showed surprise: "Officer Lü, how do you know?"

Lv Rui slapped his palm and laughed: "I thought you looked familiar, but I couldn't place it. I saw your photo accidentally on the internal network."

Beside him, Han Sisi blinked, studying Qin Yun with curiosity: "Captain, what's going on?"

Lv Rui then recounted Qin Yun's act of risking his life to save people on the Jing-Tai Expressway. By the middle of the story, Han Sisi already had a faint memory—after all, the incident had spread widely.

Still, Han Sisi pulled out her phone, searched for the video, compared it with the real person—and confirmed it was indeed him.

"Admirable." She looked at Qin Yun with respect. "Mr. Qin, you're truly brave. Most people wouldn't dare risk being caught in the blast to save others."

"Haha, I didn't think much of it—just had some strength, that's all."

Lv Rui said: "It wasn't just strength. The report said the force needed to pry open that door isn't something an ordinary person could manage."

He didn't look particularly muscular, yet possessed such immense strength.

Qin Yun smiled and said no more on the matter. He pointed to the pile of parts on the ground: "Then please, Officer Lü, have the items I need delivered to the repair shop."

"Alright. I'm free right now. Do you have any other plans today, Mr. Qin?"

Qin Yun shook his head: "I'll go with you directly. I'm in Hangzhou for leisure; after this, I'm returning to Zhoushan."

"Thank you for your trouble."

Soon, under Lv Rui's arrangements, someone came to haul away every part of the iron steed. Qin Yun rode in Lv Rui's private car, following the truck to the repair shop.

As for Han Sisi, she had to be on duty in the afternoon, so after they settled the plan, she left on her own.

The repair shop wasn't far from the traffic police station—less than ten minutes by car.

Lv Rui had clearly called ahead; a dedicated workspace had been reserved, and two identical motorcycles were already parked outside—tires flat, covered in dust, as if dug up from some forgotten corner.

Seeing Qin Yun's gaze fixed on the two iron steeds, Lv Rui smiled: "We have plenty of scrapped bikes. They're destroyed in batches, kept no longer than a year—only bikes with exceptional significance are preserved."

Qin Yun nodded slightly, his eyes shifting to the unloading crew: "I estimate it'll be fixed by tomorrow afternoon. If you're busy, don't bother with me."

"Alright." Lv Rui scratched his head, hesitantly asking, "Since this is our squad's private matter, reimbursement isn't possible—but we won't shortchange you, Mr. Qin. Roughly how much do you need?"

Qin Yun shook his head, solemnly: "Officer Lü, I'm just a civilian. I've always respected martyrs like Wu Moumou. Helping you restore his bike is my honor—please, don't mention money."

"This won't do... you..." Lv Rui felt a pang of emotion, but his position told him he couldn't do this.

Lv Rui was moved, but his position told him he couldn't accept this.

"If you insist on paying, I'll leave. Find someone else."

Soon, the vehicle was unloaded; Qin Yun and Lv Rui walked over, greeted the auto repair shop owner, then Lv Rui pointed to the young traffic officer unloading cargo and said, "Xiao Lin is Wu Team Leader's apprentice; he'll be under your command these two days—see if you can use his help."

Soon, the unloading finished. Qin Yun and Lv Rui walked over, greeted the shop owner, and Lv Rui pointed to the young traffic officer unloading: "Xiao Lin is Wu's apprentice. He'll be assisting you full-time these two days—see if he can help you."

Xiao Lin stared at the parts, his eyes slightly red. He bowed deeply to Qin Yun: "Mr. Qin, I beg you."

Saying this, he squatted down, his fingertips tracing the cracks in the engine block; after mentally mapping out the repair procedure, he picked up the chisel and hammer and began striking away the shattered fragments along the cracked edge.

He crouched down, his fingertips tracing the cracks in the cylinder block, mentally mapping the repair procedure, then picked up a chisel and hammer and began striking the shattered edges.

Watching Qin Yun work, Xiao Lin ventured: "Mr. Qin, can you really fix it? I don't doubt you—but the manufacturer said it's beyond repair."

Qin Yun didn't look up, hammering as he replied: "It won't run. I can't guarantee even one ignition—but I'll try my best."

Xiao Lin nodded, his gaze sweeping over the parts. This iron steed had accompanied his master through every alley and street of Xihu—the morning mist of Beishan Street, the evening glow over Su Causeway—all had reflected his master's patrol presence.

Restoration began with disassembly and cleaning. Though the bike had been treated, for some reason, it hadn't been repainted, so many joints were clearly visible.

He ignored those parts—he focused solely on the engine.

He had Xiao Lin bring sandpaper and began painstakingly grinding the rough edges of the cylinder block and crankcase, removing charred stains to reveal the original aluminum alloy sheen. The broken fragments were sorted and arranged; those that could be rejoined were aligned as best as possible, while irreparable pieces were replaced with cut high-strength alloy plates—this was why he mentioned the precision issue.

The most troublesome part was cylinder block reassembly. After inspection, Qin Yun asked Xiao Lin if the shop had suitable U-shaped steel clamps. When brought, they didn't fit. He had no choice but to draw blueprints and had Xiao Lin find a specialist to forge them.

By the time Xiao Lin returned with the forged U-shaped clamps, Qin Yun had already repaired the crankcase using mixed epoxy resin and fine copper powder. Externally, no visible damage remained. For the bent crankshaft and connecting rods, he simply removed a working set from a scrapped engine and installed it.

Taking the U-shaped clamps from Xiao Lin, Qin Yun secured them along the crack lines in segments, then picked up copper rivets and hammered them into pre-drilled holes—the rivets piercing both clamp and cylinder, firmly riveting the fragments to the main body.

But this thing clearly couldn't be used as-is, so Qin Yun still had to seal the cylinder block.

Busy time always passes quickly; before he knew it, a whole day had quietly slipped away.

……

The next day, whether Lv Rui had let it slip or Han Sisi had said something, when he arrived at the repair shop, he suddenly found several traffic police officers had come, each looking at him with expectant eyes.

Xiao Lin stepped forward, a little embarrassed, and said: "Mr. Qin, yesterday after many comrades in the squad found out, they all said they wanted to come see, so… hope it won't disturb you."

Qin Yun waved his hand: "No problem."

Saying so, he greeted these people: "Everyone can come over in the afternoon; around three or four o'clock it should be fully assembled."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin."

"You've worked hard, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yun nodded and continued working.

He first checked the condition of the cylinder block and the crankshaft. Compared to the crankshaft, the cylinder block was definitely not fit for the road—after all, it was shattered, and its airtightness was long gone. Even though he had now redone the sealing with special materials, it was still useless.

But at least from the outside, the cylinder block looked complete.

"Xiao Lin, go ask if the paint job is done?"

"Got it, I'll go right now."

Xiao Lin had watched Qin Yun's operations all day yesterday and had long been awestruck by his skill. He had never imagined that fixing a car could be so smooth—every move Mr. Qin made seemed to embody some principle of nature, with not a single wasted motion, and the efficiency was beyond compare.

While Xiao Lin went to inquire, Qin Yun turned to the burned fuel lines and wiring. The fuel lines, once burned, definitely couldn't be repaired—they could only be salvaged from a scrapped engine. As for the wiring, he cut away all the melted sections, then snipped a few suitable lengths from another dead engine and spliced them in, one by one, with precision.

The carbonized ECU—he popped it open for a look, then tossed it straight away. It still had to be replaced.

That's why the manufacturer would say it's better to replace than repair—because basically most of the parts have to be swapped out, so you might as well use new ones.

Especially the cylinder block—it's shattered, how would you even fix it? Even if you did, it wouldn't be usable.

But the traffic police squad insisted on keeping the original cylinder block, because the cylinder block bears the vehicle's steel stamp, which matches the traffic police records—it's one of a kind. Once the cylinder block is swapped, it naturally loses its meaning; you could say it's these people's bit of obsession.

Sunset fell on the ground. The once-shattered engine now looked completely renewed. The moment the traffic police squad saw the engine fully pieced together, they all cheered.

"Mr. Qin…" Lv Rui watched the scene, a little moved.

Qin Yun stood up: "It can be installed now, but I don't recommend you actually fire it up, because the original cylinder block was cast as one piece—no matter how much we reinforce it now, it won't reach the original standard. And many of the internal parts were hand-made; the precision absolutely can't match…"

Lv Rui nodded firmly: "I've discussed it with everyone—we won't fire it up, just seal it away like this. But powering it on is fine, right?"

"Powering it on is fine."

Qin Yun could still guarantee this—every line of wiring had been repaired by him bit by bit, so he had the confidence.

Soon, with the engine fully installed, an Iron Cavalry reappeared in the world.

The crowd cheered excitedly. Xiao Lin's eyes welled up even more as he held the key and looked at Qin Yun. Qin Yun nodded, signaling there was no problem at all. Only then did Xiao Lin insert it, then twist it—the car's accessories powered up smoothly, the dashboard backlight came on. Then he twisted it to the right again. A soft "buzz" came from the fuel pump, and immediately the entire car's electrical system was fully connected—the dashboard needles ran their self-check, and the warning lights came on.

"Mr. Qin, thank you so much."

Lv Rui watched the scene, deeply moved, and said to Qin Yun with immense gratitude.

Qin Yun knew he had now earned the friendship of the Xihu traffic police—maybe in the future if he parked illegally, he wouldn't even have to pay a fine. Ha.