[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-the-cleanup-crew":3,"chapter-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-153":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm the Cleanup Crew!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2285989,4472,"Chapter 153: 152 Intuition and Intuition","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-153",153,"\u003Cp>So... was I tricked by him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the senior investigator’s summary, the young female investigator froze in place, stunned for a long while before snapping back to reality, then angrily snatched up her investigation form and tore it into countless fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t rush.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand, its skin dull yellow and sagging, speckled with age spots, waved slightly—and the scattered paper fragments flew back miraculously, reassembling into a complete investigation form, seamless and smooth as if never torn, not a single trace of damage visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the investigation form from the female investigator, the senior investigator bent his moon-like eyes into a smile and chuckled teasingly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aisha, weren’t you quite impressed with him before? What? Now planning to rewrite the whole form?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… thank you for your guidance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female investigator, her face pale, took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to the senior investigator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was too shallow in my thinking. Without your warning, I might have been completely fooled. I’m still too immature—I have much to learn from you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, these aren’t things you can learn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The senior investigator shook his head, his eyes and brows curved in a gentle, kind smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strictly speaking, every judgment I just made had no evidence—it was all empty speculation. My sense that he was suspicious didn’t come from logic, but from some deeper, subconscious feeling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To do our investigative work well, we must be like bank tellers, constantly handling real money. If someone has handled nothing but real bills his whole life, when he occasionally touches a counterfeit, he doesn’t need to find any flaw—he’ll instinctively feel the money in his hand is just… different.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our investigations are the same. This subconscious sense of disharmony can’t be taught—it can only be gained through accumulated experience, after encountering enough people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll remember, Senior Jiaomu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, good. Keep this form with me—I’ll attach my own findings to the end of yours and submit them together.” ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing he intended to submit his own report as well, the female investigator exclaimed anxiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But my investigation was wrong! How can I submit it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s flawed, yes—but the fact that even a seasoned investigator like you was misled is itself strong evidence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The senior investigator smiled, waving toward a steam carriage by the roadside as he explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As you just said, not everything can be revealed through documents.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My investigation was based on a ‘something’s off’ intuition after meeting him—no evidence at all. But yours was entirely logical, each judgment backed by evidence—your report is actually more credible than mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only by submitting your flawed report alongside mine can the reviewing officers take notice and realize what exactly is wrong with this new recruit from the *** Branch… Aisha, you won’t blame me for making you lose face, will you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wouldn’t… after all, I did make a mistake. You submitting it is only right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, I’m glad you don’t mind… Hmm. Since the investigation is done and our conclusions largely align, let’s walk together this far—your carriage just arrived.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? My carriage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female investigator blinked in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you coming back to headquarters with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After helping her into a two-seat luxury steam carriage, the senior investigator waved goodbye with a smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have an old friend here. We rarely see each other. Before this mission, I’d already arranged to meet him here—we’re going to catch up. I won’t be returning with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, then please stay safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After waving off the female investigator as her carriage pulled away, the senior investigator did not wait for his so-called old friend. Instead, he waved again, summoning another empty steam carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing the investigator’s finely tailored attire, the driver assumed he was a wealthy client and beamed with delight. As the investigator boarded, he leaned forward eagerly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, where to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not sure. Just drive around for a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“O-Okay…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the voice as cold as ice shards, the driver shuddered violently, then stole a glance at the passenger in his rearview mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were narrow and long, his eyebrows and lips slightly downturned—even without expression, he looked as if he were about to cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old man looks so gloomy… Whatever. As long as he pays, that’s all that matters~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director, that senior investigator seems quite kind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After recounting the interrogation process and the two investigation forms he’d seen through Little Haha, Li Ang asked curiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He didn’t ask me any hard questions. Even his soul showed no malice toward me or you. Why did you warn me to be careful of him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I must give a reason… it’s just an intuition.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-haired director rubbed her temples, her fox-like eyes puzzled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t explain it well, but it’s like slipping one bottle of Margaux’s second wine into a case of twelve genuine Château Margaux. Even if the taste is nearly identical, even if the grapes came from vines just across the river, after drinking enough, you’ll instinctively feel the acidity is off, the alcohol sharper.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s like that counterfeit bottle—no matter how you taste it, something’s wrong. Especially when you called for help and he moved close to wake me—that instant, I instinctively knew: I must not let him get near me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After describing her feeling, the red-haired director asked, dissatisfied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Ang, after you saw his soul—really, you found nothing abnormal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing. His soul is perfectly normal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's truly nothing wrong; his soul is completely normal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-haired director frowned:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The soul is the most essential part of a person—it can’t be faked. Perhaps he carries something that threatens me, triggering my instinctive aversion… Hmm. Still, be cautious. There’s a subtle disharmony about him. Avoid contact if possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm... but you still need to be careful. There's a subtle discordance about this person—best to avoid any contact with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ang nodded slightly, committing the red-haired director’s warning to heart, then said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director, tomorrow is the inheritance ceremony, but I still have unfinished duties. If you have nothing else, I’ll return to my office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on, go on—and stop calling me ‘you’—it’s tiring. Oh, wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, the red-haired director seemed to recall something, rummaged through her drawer, and pulled out a photograph bound with hair, handing it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she said this, the Red-haired woman seemed to remember something, bent down, rummaged through the drawer twice, and pulled out a photograph bound with hair, handing it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, your things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1079,"2026-06-20T03:18:28.556Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a9cecc6b93cf1f595d7d0a9df73f35c577a027c7fa36dc24bd87bdc5ed77214a","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-154","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-152",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-the-cleanup-crew-cover.jpg"]