[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi":3,"chapter-reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-62":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn in 2014: I Am the King of Criminal Investigation",{"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},2315918,4529,"Chapter 62","reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-62",62,"\u003Cp>Three days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang arrived at the unit early in the morning; after spotting Lu Zhongxin through the window, he immediately came down from the building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, wait a moment before we go in—I have something to tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, in a quiet spot, Yu Dazhang whispered to Lu Zhongxin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I received a tip that today, at Xiuyuan Community, someone will kidnap a young man named Liu Wenfu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fearing his master wouldn’t believe him, he added hastily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The information is absolutely accurate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did you get this tip?” Lu Zhongxin asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t doubt his disciple’s words—only that the source might be irregular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang had already prepared his answer:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From a special informant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Special informant” meant a source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what everyone in the country called them; only in Xiangjiang did they say “source.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people usually had regular jobs, just reporting information periodically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “special informant fee” was priced according to the importance of the information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang said this because special informants had one key trait: high confidentiality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn’t want to reveal his identity, no one could force him to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got a special informant?” Lu Zhongxin asked, surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even have one himself—how had his disciple developed one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, that’s not important,” Yu Dazhang said quickly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Between nine-thirty and ten this morning, the young man Liu Wenfu will be in danger—we must act first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhongxin nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His disciple spent every day taking reports and recording cases; developing a special informant during this work was normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time was controlled within half an hour, the location and person were clear—this tip shouldn’t be false.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll inform the unit first,” Lu Zhongxin said, turning to walk inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!” Yu Dazhang stopped his master, looking uneasy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell the unit too many details—I’m afraid the tip will leak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, he didn’t want to tell the unit at all—but he knew Lu Zhongxin’s nature; his master would never act alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he could only ask his master to reveal as little as possible to the unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had waited so many days—he couldn’t afford even the slightest mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I understand,” Lu Zhongxin replied, then walked quickly into the building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang, fearing a change, immediately followed close behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he met Wei Qian, Lu Zhongxin only said they needed to verify a tip—nothing else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the system, he was a seasoned veteran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many things didn’t require lies or concealment—just rephrasing, and the other side would understand naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unverified tip? Asking won’t help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Qian didn’t hesitate at all—he agreed immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew officers like Lu Zhongxin acted with the utmost discretion, so there was no need to worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine-thirty a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside a black sedan across from the entrance of Xiuyuan Community.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re saying the young man named Liu Wenfu will be dragged away at the gate?” Lu Zhongxin, sitting in the driver’s seat, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang sat in the seat behind him, eyes fixed on the gate, speaking firmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, that’s what the special informant reported.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This doesn’t sound like a tip,” Lu Zhongxin muttered, sensing something off. “It sounds more like a prophecy—who could know the exact method of a kidnapping in advance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon closer thought, his disciple’s words had glaring flaws—he couldn’t even pretend to miss them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, upon careful thought, it was obvious that his disciple’s words contained flaws—so obvious that Lu Zhongxin couldn’t even pretend not to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about knocking him out and dragging him away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about a group rushing up and carrying him off?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your special informant is too good—how could a tip be this detailed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burning paper at a grave… are you kidding a ghost?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang realized he’d slipped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life’s case file, the investigation result had stated exactly this—he’d merely repeated it verbatim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should’ve added some artistic embellishment… now he could only force a calm tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t focus on these details—the informant probably mixed in his own speculation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhongxin had no chance of believing such nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who speculated like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if the informant was clueless, was he clueless too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppressing the urge to scold his disciple, Lu Zhongxin checked his phone: 9:35 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already within the predicted window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze toward the community gate:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many suspects?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The tip says two,” Yu Dazhang answered instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhongxin wanted to curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had tips become this precise now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they’re this accurate, why are we sitting here? Why not just arrest them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it’s this accurate, why are we still lurking here? Why not just go arrest them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he asked, he’d get the same reply: “Don’t focus on the details.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ask, and he’ll definitely tell you: don’t focus on the details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere in the car grew tense; both men breathed quieter, eyes wide, fixed on the community gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please... collect... 6...9...books...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please... collect... 6...9...Books...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhongxin opened his holster and placed his hand on his pistol grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s coming out!” Yu Dazhang suddenly widened his eyes and whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The one in the light blue hoodie is Liu Wenfu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his past life’s case files, he’d seen several photos of Liu Wenfu; combined with his current superhuman eyesight, he recognized him instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wenfu stepped out of the community and stood at the gate, glancing left and right—as if waiting for someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master and disciple simultaneously placed their hands on their respective door handles, ready to open the doors and step out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, Liu Wenfu showed signs of impatience, then pulled out his phone and dialed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s ten,” Lu Zhongxin reminded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang said nothing, silently watching Liu Wenfu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He too sensed something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the detectives in his past life misrecorded the exact time of Liu Wenfu’s disappearance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the police officer who investigated this case in his previous life have gotten Liu Wenshu’s exact time of disappearance wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the time was narrowed to a half-hour window, investigators had at least two or more witnesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since each witness’s memory had slight variations, only an approximate time could be established.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, investigators would widen that window further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, a ten-minute window—say 9:40 to 9:50—would be expanded to half an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This helped avoid minor errors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, over-pursuing precise timing backfired—it could easily cause the real time to be missed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the time was correct, then where was the error?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hadn’t the suspects appeared?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Yu Dazhang was baffled, a private car pulled up in front of Liu Wenfu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Yu Dazhang was utterly baffled, a private car pulled up in front of Liu Wenshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to open his door when Lu Zhongxin whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t move yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang immediately released his grip on the door handle and turned to look at the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver’s door opened, and a young woman in her early twenties stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car door opened, and a young woman in her early twenties stepped out from the driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good thing I brought my master… Yu Dazhang thought inwardly, relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, bringing Master here… Yu Dazhang silently rejoiced in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhongxin observed the changes around him with an uncertain mindset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when a car approached Liu Wenfu, he did not act immediately, but first confirmed whether the people inside posed a threat to Liu Wenfu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang, however, was certain Liu Wenfu would be abducted, so as soon as anything happened, he instinctively wanted to get out and stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the result of different mindsets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They seem to know each other,” Lu Zhongxin continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just seem,” Yu Dazhang said with certainty:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That woman came to pick him up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senses weren’t just superior in vision; his hearing was equally sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the car, Lu Zhongxin could only hear the woman get out and speak to Liu Wenfu, but he couldn’t make out a single word of what she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yu Dazhang heard every word clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wenfu was complaining because the woman was late, and she kept explaining after getting out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Dazhang glanced at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>10:09.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1351,"2026-06-20T14:22:46.062Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","be0b5dcadb216eea7d9a11305b1a2a368e3fd2572342bf62e1e1b710abd049b2","reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-63","reborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-chapter-61",763,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-in-2014-i-am-the-king-of-criminal-investi-cover.jpg"]