Chapter 89: Demons Among Us

(Seeking support, sixth update)

In the bright and clear world, demons naturally walk among humans; if this man hadn't been filmed, there would be no way to catch him.

"How did you find me?"

Li Tian said: "At a small shop near the foot of the mountain, I paid out of my own pocket to install the cheapest surveillance camera—it's sometimes off, sometimes on—but luckily for me, I caught it."

"But lots of people go there."

"No problem. Even strangers, the regulars at a single shop are fixed—few come and go, but everyone's familiar. Ten percent are the ones who enter the mountain; the footage was blurry, couldn't identify you—but with better tech, it's crystal clear. I could count every single beard hair on your face."

Chen Fan said: "So how many are there?"

"That's not the point. Take him away. Keep everyone quiet. Damn it. If you confess later, it counts as voluntary admission and a merit. I'll write you the paperwork—but right now, with this situation, I can't write it."

"I know. My second uncle and the others are old—they don't use phones, don't watch livestreams, and often go to the same place to play cards."

Li Tian leaned over, and the man gave a location.

After learning this, Li Tian fell into deep thought for a long time and decided to bring in more people.

He directly borrowed personnel from the counter-terrorism unit and dragged them over.

This time, they're going all out.

"Get five snipers. I'm not going in this time—I'll just kill this group outright."

Li Tian was truly furious; the probability of encountering such desperate criminals is about the same as winning the lottery.

At midnight, a group armed with guns surrounded a hotel, ready to move.

The moment they confirmed the operation, people surged in from all directions.

But strangely, everyone inside was passed out on their beds.

This shocked Li Tian.

"What happened?"

"I called the people under Old Li and got some sleeping pills, slipped them into the group's meals, then had the front desk deliver them as a complimentary hotel room service."

"Aren't you worried the hotel staff might be in cahoots?"

"Minor issue—the front desk clerk is my fan. If they were truly in cahoots and watched the livestream, this group would've already fled."

That made sense.

Li Tian thought it over and said: "Something's off. This counts as the hotel earning merit."

"Ah, who can guarantee their hotel won't have this happen? People play cards in their rooms—what can you do? It's just bad luck, right?"

"You rascal, fine. I'll write up their merits later. But I actually like the idea of snipers just shooting these guys dead. Damn."

The method isn't legal, but it works.

The guest panel didn't rest until midnight; this case was huge—the online viewership broke ten million.

That's terrifying.

Teacher He said: "Finally, it's safely over. By the way, Lawyer—was Chen Fan's action legally sound?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll act. If they hire a lawyer, I'll hire a corporate lawyer and play him. I'll get his lawyer locked up too."

Bai Lu and Gao Ye both gave thumbs up—you could tell the female lawyer was genuinely furious.

"Why?"

"I like traveling, I like hiking—I've encountered people like this in the mountains before. I carried pepper spray, and someone actually got them pinned down and handed over."

Desperate criminals deserve special methods.

Chen Fan returned to his unit—it was past one a. m. The livestream had long ended, but this night was bound to be restless.

Back in his room, Chen Fan played with his phone, thinking about what Old Liu had said.

"You're truly suitable to be a forensic examiner. Really. Come work with us—you can help so many people. So many, many people."

A knock drew Chen Fan's attention. Bai Lu cautiously pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Chen Fan, she said: "Uh… you didn't lock the door."

"I locked it."

"Oh, I have a key. Forgot."

Chen Fan was speechless. He turned sideways, making space. Bai Lu lay down beside him and said: "Next time, don't go. I'm worried you'll get hurt. You were too hot-headed this time."

"It's nothing. Just a small thing."

"What if they come back to retaliate?"

"They don't have the courage."

Bai Lu said carefully: "That… you should be more careful in the future. But if you join the forensic examiner system, you'll be protected."

"We'll see. It's not urgent. Also, why are you coming to me at this hour? Aren't you worried about gossip?"

"So what? I've slept beside you dozens of times. We've been caught entering hotels together dozens of times. I'm not afraid—why are you?"

"Pfft, you're picky."

"I don't believe you."

Chen Fan looked at Bai Lu and said quietly: "Alright. Here's a gift."

Chen Fan pulled up a video and shared it with Bai Lu. She watched it and said: "Holy shit, isn't that guy?"

"Yeah, that guy. Crystal clear, absolutely HD. Hahaha."

"Should we release it?"

"Why rush? Get Boss Yang to release it. But not yet—tomorrow's trending topic won't be me or this trash news."

"Then what will it be?"

"Old Liu. Old Liu was injured—he's definitely getting the Second-Class Merit. And over ten million people watched the livestream. Don't you think this deserves promotion?"