Chapter 179

Once something happens, it spreads throughout Gangdao for everyone to know, let alone there are people fanning the flames—trying to keep it secret is impossible!

The next day.

The talk among Gangdao citizens after tea and meals was that an insider in the police force had robbed an armored cash truck, and moreover it was a high‑ranking officer who wore the insignia of an Inspector on his shoulder!

Just as dawn broke, enthusiastic citizens called every newspaper, revealing that the police insider, Inspector Zhang Wenyao, had been stealing from his own post.

They even described it with nose and eyes, detailing how the stolen money was in the parking lot of the Central Police Station, as if they had seen it themselves.

Early in the morning, Li Xin received a call from Huang Bingyao before he could speak.

Over the phone came Huang Bingyao's scolding: "A Xin, the Central armored‑truck robbery case needs no investigation—the culprit has already been found."

"Damn it! Zhang Wenyao, that bastard, why doesn't he just go die!"

"It really disgrace the police force—an Inspector actually being the mastermind of the robbery, this damn thing has made the police lose all face, and there's no way to regain it!"

As for the truth of this matter, no one knows it better than Li Xin.

Out of consideration for his fellow officer, he still offered a few words in defense of Inspector Zhang Wenyao.

"Lao Huang, could there be some misunderstanding? How could it be possible? His salary isn't low either—how could he have done it?"

Huang Bingyao snapped angrily: "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Even the damned stolen money has been found—what other misunderstanding could there be? It was that bastard who did it."

Li Xin asked curiously: "Where was the stolen money found, and can it prove it's that batch of cash?"

Huang Bingyao picked up his teacup, took a sip, grew angrier the more he thought, and flung the cup away; shards of the broken cup flew everywhere.

He then said: "The evidence is solid—the stolen money was in the trunk of Zhang Wenyao's car; although it has been burned to ash, its composition can still be tested."

"The police forensic experts calculated that the pile exactly matches the amount of one hundred million cash burned up. The whole process was seamless."

"There's one thing that doesn't add up: the scene also tested positive for accelerant residue—who knows what that bastard Zhang Wenyao was thinking, putting that stuff in the trunk!"

"Other than Zhang Wenyao committing the crime, there's no other possibility—the higher-ups have already decided on this!"

Li Xin nodded in satisfaction. Yes, it was that bastard Zhang Wenyao who did it.

This time the senior police really lived up to 'seeing the finest details'—at a glance they could tell it was Zhang Wenyao who did it, with no other possibility.

Li Xin deliberately asked: "Then how did this get leaked? How could it not be kept secret?"

Upon hearing his question, Huang Bingyao's face flushed red with anger, and he snapped: "I don't know which bastard did it, but early this morning they called the newspapers and spread the story."

"They left the police with no countermeasures—this person just wants chaos, and I swear if I find them I'll kill them."

"Without this much public pressure, the police still had room to maneuver, but now to quell the outcry they can only rush to close the case."

Li Xin sensed Huang Bingyao's tone was unfriendly and quickly shifted his attention.

"Lao Huang, do you think it could have been someone from the Central Police Station who leaked the info?"

"This happened in Central; they were under great pressure, so to avoid taking the blame they leaked it—this possibility is huge!"

"If it were me, I'd definitely leak it, dump the blame first and talk about other things later—self‑preservation is just human nature!"

Huang Bingyao hung up the phone and ran over the matter in his mind.

Besides, this possibility is too great—if it were him, he'd do the same.

A Xin's mind is sharp!

He didn't intend to investigate further; after all, they're old brothers and old subordinates who just wanted to dump the blame—this is understandable!

Lao Huang's line of thinking has been completely twisted by his younger brother!

He even put himself in their shoes; upon reflection, he could do this, and the subordinates he trained would certainly be able to as well.

It's not just empty talk that the tradition runs in the blood!

Li Xin called out to Qiuti, who was about to leave, and said to her: "You can go to work later today; I'll take you to find a personal bodyguard."

Qiuti sat beside him, puzzled, and asked: "I have a hot‑tempered driver and brothers from my hometown—do I still need another bodyguard?"

Li Xin put his arm around her shoulder, smiling as he explained: "Sometimes they can't conveniently follow you, so I'll find you a female bodyguard whose martial skills and gunplay are sufficient, and who can also protect you up close."

Qiuti rested her head on his shoulder and said softly: "Then I'll listen to you; you decide."

Li Xin brought Qiuti to the orphanage in Kowloon City; the car had just entered the compound.

The director came out, smiling, and asked: "Mr. Li, what brings you here today?"

Li Xin didn't beat around the bush, getting straight to the point: "Director, I don't know whether that girl from yesterday is still here."

I want to hire her at Red Xin Security Company to be my girlfriend's personal bodyguard.

The director wondered suspiciously: "Mr. Li, have you got the wrong person? Xiao En is just an ordinary girl—how could she be a bodyguard?"

Seeing the director's reaction, Tian Yangsheng and the others, having never told the director about their experiences, it's understandable—they always report good news, never bad.

At that moment Tian Yang'en also came out, approached Li Xin, and asked: "Do you know who I am?"

Li Xin smiled, didn't answer her question, but instead countered: "Do you know who I am?"

Tian Yang'en nodded, indicating she knew.

Li Xin then said: "Since you know who I am, why ask such a stupid question? That little matter of yours is in the past—from now on just honestly follow Qiuti as her attendant."

Upon hearing this, Tian Yang'en was greatly shocked, looking at Li Xin with an incredulous gaze.

A single thought filled her mind: "How does he know everything? Is he a god?"

Li Xin ignored the dazed Tian Yang'en, smiling as he explained to the director:

"I also heard from a friend that this girl is skilled, which is why I came to look for her—working here is a waste of her talent!"

The director looked at Tian Yang'en and asked: "Xiao En, you're grown up now—this decision is yours to make."

Upon hearing the director's words, Tian Yang'en snapped out of her shock and quickly replied:

"Alright, I'll find a place to discuss the terms with Mr. Li; you go ahead with your work—I'll come back after we finish talking."

Li Xin and Tian Yang'en found a corner, and he said: "If you have any questions, go ahead and ask."

Tian Yang'en hesitated and asked: "Can my older brother and the others return to Gangdao?"

"It's impossible in the short term—the main culprit of the cash‑truck robbery has been caught, but the police are still hunting the accomplices, so they can't live in Gangdao."

Li Xin explained to her, "We've returned to Gangdao; where else could he find a few guys who suit his taste and are lawless?"

They must go to Pickled Vegetables; that's where these people belong—if they don't put their strength to use on the righteous path, how could that work?

This is also for their own good; only in Pickled Vegetables do they have a place to make use of their talents, and Gangdao no longer needs these few terrorists!

Better yet, let them go to Pickled Vegetables to shine and give off heat!