Chapter 322

"What did the teacher call you over for?" As soon as Lin Li returned to the classroom, before he even reached his seat, Bai Bufan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes." Lin Li nodded:

"We men were having an orgy together; the Class Monitor called us over to keep watch at the door, she didn't participate."

Bai Bufan pointed at Lin Li, speechless and teasing.

To specifically exclude Chen Yuying before telling a dirty joke—this was Lin Li's attention to detail.

He really is, enough to make a dog cry.

"Then are you a one or a zero?" Bai Bufan followed up with the question.

Lin Li: "o."

"What do you mean by 'o'? A new term?" Bai Bufan was stunned, not quite understanding this new answer.

"How can you distinguish between a one and a zero in a group orgy? At the time, I had someone in front and someone behind, acting as both a one and a zero, so if you combine that, I'm an 'o'," Lin Li explained.

Bai Bufan: "..."

Lin Li is a genius.

"Awesome." Bai Bufan pressed his fist against his forehead, lowering his head to try not to laugh out loud, then shook his head and sighed: "My human centipede, you 'Nantong' (gay men) really make me feel sick."

"Then why don't you just not take it so deep next time." Lin Li shrugged:

"Bufan, why do you always blame others? Can't you look at your own problems? After all these years, have you put in the effort? Has your oral technique improved? Is seventy-nine centimeters really that long? You can't even swallow that?"

Bai Bufan: "(; o_o)!?"

"Damn it! That's not what I meant! I'm not talking about being sick in that physical sense! I mean sick in a psychological sense!!"

Realizing what kind of words had entered his ears, it was already too late, and Bai Bufan retorted.

Besides, seventy-nine centimeters—even the bulls in your manga aren't that long, damn it!

"Holy crap, how do you even combine these words?"

"So you mean you're not physically sick, then it's just 'tsundere'—you're a 'female brat' too, right? Meeting an uncle and going 'small fry, small fry~~' but when the uncle enters, you're still going 'small fry, small fry~~'"

Lin Li mocked.

"Who taught you to interpret it like that? You're really a bottom-tier person." Bai Bufan laughed and cursed, then elbowed Lin Li: "Alright, enough messing around, leave some gay jokes for Wang Ze to play with. Tell me, what exactly did Old Xue Jian call you over to say?"

"Nothing much, just asking if we wanted to participate in a math competition with low competitive content. If you want to participate, I can help you talk to Xue Jian. It doesn't cost money anyway; as long as you really want to go, Xue Jian will definitely agree."

There was nothing to hide, so Lin Li explained it simply.

"Boring." Hearing this, Bai Bufan shuddered, his eyes instantly returning to calm. He shook his head and looked deeply at the sky, continuing to observe the celestial phenomena at night.

Hmm, it's still night.

But Lin Li frowned tightly.

"No? Bai·Bu·fan·, you damn well 'boring' is 'boring', why the hell did you shudder all over?" Recalling the scene just now, Lin Li really couldn't take it and frowned, questioning him.

"Oh, you mean that? It's a conditioned reflex. Haven't you heard of Pavlov's dog experiment? Because every time I shuddered at night before, it would be 'boring', leading to the fact that now, whenever I feel 'boring', I shudder.

You don't even understand this? You're really a bumpkin. I think you're the small fry." Bai Bufan had his own reasons, despising Lin Li's ignorance.

Hearing this, Lin Li blinked and handed Bai Bufan a piece of paper.

Bai Bufan understood, took it, and wiped his belly through his clothes, even saying thank you.

Wiping his belly first? It seems Bufan usually lies down to go to the Daoist temple; he belongs to the category of lazy Daoists.

But Lin Li approved of this action: "Reasonable."

"I thought it was something else, turns out it's this kind of activity for you smart people. Uninteresting." Putting the paper into his drawer, Bai Bufan shook his head, then couldn't help but sigh:

"Lin Li, tell me, the Olympics have the Paralympics, why don't competitions have a 'retard competition'? Isn't this unfair?"

Hearing this, Lin Li just sneered and said nothing, looking at Bai Bufan with the eyes of someone looking at a retard.

Facing this gaze, Bai Bufan got angry. He narrowed his eyes and questioned:

"Lin Li, I ask you, is a weak acid an acid?"

"Eh? Wait a—"

"Don't say nonsense, wait for what? I ask you, is a weak acid an acid! Answer yes or no!" Bai Bufan interrupted Lin Li's speech and questioned him.

"Damn, yes." Already knowing how Bai Bufan was going to ask, Lin Li, who had excellent chemistry grades, covered his face and laughed as he admitted it.

"Is a weak base a base!"

"Yes."

"Then answer me now, is a 'retard' a type of intelligence? Look in my ass! Answer me!"

"Yes!"

"Then why can't a retard competition be held? You, right now, apologize to all the retards for me!" Bai Bufan's words became increasingly impassioned, and the students in the front rows turned their heads to look several times.

But they were already used to the bickering of these two in the back row; they would even eavesdrop when they had nothing to do.

Just treat it as listening to a crosstalk performance.

Lin Li was persuaded. He twisted the corner of his shirt with his fingers, his knuckles turning white from the force. Because he felt that if he didn't do something, he would be crushed by self-blame, guilt, and regret, so he stood up immediately.

Walking over to Zhou Baowei, Lin Li bowed deeply, tears streaming down his face: "I'm sorry, Baowei!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Bufan was moved to tears and also stood up, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Lin Li: "I'm sorry to you too, Baowei!"

Zhou Baowei: "?"

Laughing with a "hehe," Zhou Baowei reached his hand toward his nostril: "Two idiots, I really should secretly smear my boogers on your drawers. Just wait, the day you suddenly touch a piece of air-dried raisin, that's the gift I've given you."

"Eh, damn, Zhou Baowei, why are you so evil!"

"Sorry, this time I'm truly sorry, brother."

At night.

Lin Li rode his bike toward Laoyou Road again.

The goal wasn't fishing; he couldn't fish in Xiling right now anyway.

Although Task Three had collapsed halfway through due to the cleanup of Laoyou Road, it didn't matter. Uncle Yan's reach could extend to Laoyou Road, but not outside of Xiling.

The task requirement was within Nansang, not just Xiling. And Xiling was already one of the towns with the best economy in Nansang; public security and economy were linked. So as long as he went to fish in other towns on weekend nights, he could still fish accurately.

But this would be more troublesome, so before the task deadline, it would only serve as a backup method.

Tonight's goal was the same as last night's: to expand his social-level connections—to get to know some social youths, social middle-aged people, and social elders.

There were definitely non-erotic evil acts happening in Xiling that could satisfy the task—gambling, picking quarrels and provoking trouble, theft, fraud, pyramid schemes; these common types were likely happening, it was just that he had no idea and no way to know.

And judging from the experience gained from the "Clear the Hehuan Sect" task, at times like this, he needed a "know-it-all" to lead him.

Lin Li's own social connections couldn't reach people who walked the gray areas, and these illegal acts were different from "erotica," which was considered common sense in the eyes of men.

It was impossible for anyone to proactively share information like Song Luping.

Therefore, Lin Li's plan now was to take a detour and first find a few vocational high school or technical school students to get to know.

They liked to hang out and play, and they definitely knew more about this aspect than he did.

First get to know the social youths, then use that to get to know the social middle-aged people and elders.

Approaching the middle-aged people and elders rashly was prone to trouble.

Even if the youths hadn't made a name for themselves and didn't know about things outside of school, they would at least know about some of the vicious acts happening within their schools.

Campus bullying and violence, Lin Li believed, should also count as evil acts recognized by the system—after all, the cultivation world didn't have a "Juvenile Animal Protection Law"; evil is evil.

Although it was still a guess, he might as well try it; there was nothing to lose.

Moreover, after planting a few social undercover agents, even if this task was completed, being well-informed was definitely not a bad thing. If any situations or fun things happened in these places in the future, he could go and take a look.

Maybe he could even trigger some other system tasks through this.

Of course, although the plan was set, implementation still had certain difficulties.

After all, you couldn't look for undercover agents in a group. Who knew if they considered others as "their own people" in their hearts? If one person didn't want to, then everyone wouldn't want to; he could only ask people who were alone.

But late at night, there were very few people who were alone and looked like students wandering around here, which filtered out a large wave.

However, Lin Li was very "Buddhist" (laid-back).

Tonight, he just planned to stroll around the schools here a couple of times; if he couldn't find a target, then so be it. Last night, because he didn't find a suitable target, he just walked around twice and went straight home.

But perhaps people wouldn't always have no harvest. Tonight was different from last night. After walking for a few minutes, Lin Li saw a group of people laughing and saying goodbye at an intersection.

A few of them were wearing school uniforms.

At this moment, two of them each walked down a different road alone.

Quite a coincidence, one was walking toward his side, and he looked quite shrewd, so Lin Li simply waited on the spot.

When the other party approached, Lin Li stepped forward, took out a few banknotes, and spoke gently: "Buddy, can we chat? I hope you can help me with a favor, paid, long-term."

"Hmm? Me?" The other party heard the voice, turned his head to look at Lin Li, and responded.

"Yes—"

Then, in the next second, before Lin Li could finish his sentence, the boy's pupils shook, and he turned and ran back toward the intersection.

Lin Li: "?"

Why run?

But the next second, Lin Li was pleasantly surprised. Could it be that he was the "King of Luck," a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse? Was this kid also one of the guilty evildoers?

Thinking of this, Lin Li immediately quickened his pace and began to chase.

In terms of running speed, there weren't many creatures in this world that could be faster than Lin Li now.

The distance between the two wasn't large to begin with, so the other party was caught up to in an instant and thrown to the ground.

"Speak—" Lin Li was just about to ask why he ran.

But he saw the other party already curled up, holding his head, his voice filled with fear: "Don't use your dick to whip me! Don't use your dick to whip me!"

Lin Li: "(; ゜o゜)?"

Hold your horses.

"Wait a minute, buddy, what you said is a bit brain-burning, let me think about it." Lin Li stood up from the other party, his expression complex:

"Do you... know me?"

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Lin Li believed that in all of Xiling, the only person who would really use that thing to whip people was himself.

No, not himself, but the "Black Silk Hero."

Sorry, Black Silk Hero, we have severed our justice.

"I have no malice toward you, you might have misunderstood something, don't worry, I won't whip you." But Lin Li intended to let the other party calm down first.

Seeing that Lin Li really didn't make a move on him, the other party let go of his head. Seeing that Lin Li didn't stop him, he also stood up.

His expression was also complex. Having heard Lin Li's words just now, he pursed his lips and spoke slowly: "Wow, it really is you..."

"Do you... know the students who were arrested last week?" Lin Li asked.

Normally, things like this wouldn't spread so easily, but those few were students after all, and given their age, it wasn't impossible for them to have spread the news after being released early.

"I don't know the ones who were arrested, but this matter did indeed spread out. Almost everyone in our school knows about it." The other party nodded.

"How did it spread?"

After asking, seeing the boy's hesitant expression, Lin Li raised his chin again: "Just repeat it directly, I won't take my anger out on you. I'll emphasize again, I really have no malice."

——"Every night on Laoyou Street, there's a probability of a handsome, 1.8-meter-tall, very good-at-fighting fishing pervert who calls himself the 'Black Silk Hero' appearing. To satisfy his desires, he uses money to lure people. Once hooked, he will play background music while pulling out an extra-long fake dick from his chest to violently whip people, and finally send them to the police station with a bag of black silk stockings."

Lin Li: "(; o_o)?"

"Are there any chat records of people gossiping? Can you show me?"

Now Lin Li was a bit curious about how it had evolved into this.

"Yes." The other party nodded and honestly opened his phone to show him.

It was a classic gossip thread where one chat record was nested within several others, nothing more.

Many of the contents inside were completely pieced together, embellished, and there was even a so-called blurry photo of the pervert himself. However, after Lin Li took a look, he realized it wasn't him at all.

Normal, chat records are like this; you never know who is on the left and who is on the right in the chat box.

When Lin Li was in the first grade of elementary school, he had added Zhou Jielun on QQ. At the time, Zhou Jielun had borrowed ten yuan from Lin Li to open a Yellow Diamond because all his money had been used to make new songs.

If it hadn't been for the fact that two days later, this Zhou Jielun turned into Wu Yifan, Lin Li would have been willing to support him.

When he went to question Wu Yifan, he explained that Zhou Jielun didn't use this QQ anymore and had given it to him to use now, and also said that he had just returned to the country and didn't have RMB, so he borrowed ten yuan from Lin Li to open a Yellow Diamond.

Open your mother!

Go to jail, you!

From that time on, Lin Li knew that so-called chat records were just a pile of dog shit. Give him a few minutes, and he could also make up a set of stories.

After reading all the chat records the man gave him and finding that there was absolutely no personal information about himself, Lin Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"So... brother, is this true?" Seeing that Lin Li's expression wasn't angry, and even somewhat amused, the other party asked tentatively.

"Of course not."

"Oh, oh—so all that stuff about whipping people with a dick is fake!" The boy nodded in relief, "I was just saying, how could there be such an idiot—"

Lin Li: "That part is true."

The other party: "?"

"Haha, actually, come to think of it, it's not that stupid either. I want to whip people too, haha." The boy said desperately with a crying face.

You damn well still say you're not a pervert!

"The event is true, I'm not a pervert, I just purely wanted to experience it once." Lin Li didn't mind this "insult" and explained.

The other party blinked.

How could this make him believe you're not one?

Of course, he didn't dare to say it.

"Once is enough, I've stopped. Don't worry, do I look like I have a weapon on me?" Lin Li smiled.

"Haha, that's true." The other party responded cooperatively.

"Alright, buddy, I stopped you because I really have a favor for you to help with, and it's paid, not fishing." Lin Li snapped his fingers and got back to business.

"Please speak."

Actually, the boy just wanted to slip away now, but he didn't dare, so he could only nod respectfully.

"Actually, it's very simple: I need you to provide me with information."

"To put it bluntly, just be an informant. For example, are there people in your school who collect protection money long-term, organize group fights, collude with outsiders to extort, or go steal or gamble?

As long as it's illegal, you can tell me—of course, the premise is that it can also match my free time, so it's best if I have time to deal with it."

"As long as you tell me information that meets these conditions, I will pay you based on the content you give me. The amount of the reward will definitely satisfy you. For example, these three hundred yuan in cash in my hand, you can take it now as a deposit.

We can discuss the price of specific information later."

Lin Li immediately stated his needs, counted out three banknotes from his hand, and handed them to the other party.

"Eh?" The boy hadn't realized at all that Lin Li was actually here to say this, and was stunned after hearing it.

Then he became a bit vigilant.

"Don't worry about me backstabbing you. You don't even have to tell me any of your information later. Once I have the intelligence, I won't reveal to anyone who gave me that information."

"And I'm not asking you to backstab your own buddies. I'm not targeting anyone, so you can just provide intelligence on people you don't have a good relationship with; that's your freedom."

"However, I require it to be true and reliable. You'd better have some evidence, otherwise I'll have made a wasted trip, you'll get nothing, and I might even terminate the cooperation."

Lin Li continued to speak, explaining in advance some points the other party might care about.

"... That's about it."

After hearing Lin Li's words, the boy frowned and didn't speak, falling into deep thought. He lowered his head, his gaze sweeping between the ground and the money in Lin Li's hand from time to time.

Lin Li didn't urge him either, standing leisurely to the side.

After all, for him, there was really nothing to be anxious about.

Whether he accepted or refused, it didn't matter.

Even if this person was being insincere, accepting the money but playing dead afterward, Lin Li wouldn't care.

Cast a wide net, catch more fish; a small loss is not worth mentioning.

And at the very least, he could also ask about what he usually does, where there are many hoodlums, and how to get information on social middle-aged people and elders.

"... Okay, I agree. How do we contact each other?" The boy looked around, seemingly confirming if anyone else was watching, and finally nodded, asking in a low voice.

"WeChat, QQ, whatever is fine, it's up to you."

"QQ then."

"Okay, give me your number."

"Give me a nickname for the note; I have to know what to call you." After searching for the other party's QQ, Lin Li added him, then clicked on the note and raised his chin, asking.

"Just call me 'Stool' (Dengzi)," Stool said, "Brother, what should I call you?"

"Bai Bufan," Lin Li reported his name.

What a joke, his current persona is "Laoyou Street fishing pervert who whips people with an extra-long fake dick," which is too suitable for the usage of the nickname "Bai Bufan."

"How old are you?" Lin Li asked again.

"Eighteen," Stool answered.

"Eighteen?" Lin Li frowned, "What grade are you in?"

"Don't do that," Stool said, covering his butt and stepping back two steps, his expression somewhat terrified: "Brother, don't scare me."

"No, I'm asking what grade you're in. Aren't you in vocational high school? Are you in your third year? Or did you repeat a grade? How are you already eighteen?" Lin Li laughed and asked.

"Oh, oh, brother, I'm in my second year, I didn't repeat a grade. I was talking about my 'nominal age' (xuishui); I'm used to saying that..."

After Stool breathed a sigh of relief, he hurriedly answered.

Families all talk about nominal age; after the New Year, you add another year, which is directly two years older than your actual age.

Actual age and nominal age are easy to remember.

Actual age is calculated from the time your mother pulled you out.

Nominal age is calculated from the time your father shot you out.

"Understood, I'm eighteen by actual age," Lin Li nodded, "Asking this isn't to probe for information, just to confirm. Otherwise, being called 'brother' by someone older than me feels weird."

"Okay, Brother Bai." Stool nodded.

Lin Li handed over the money, Stool took it, and then said thank you.

More polite than Zelensky, Vance is ecstatic.

"Alright, go wherever you need to go," Tonight had a harvest, Lin Li was quite satisfied: "If you know people from other schools, especially people in society, and they are also willing to provide information, you can introduce them to me.

Still the same thing, money is not a problem. As long as I can catch criminals, you can ask them their psychological price.

Anyway, as long as I have a harvest, I won't forget you, the middleman."

"Okay, Brother Bai." Stool's eyes lit up immediately, seemingly already having a plan.

"Good, let's leave it at that for now, we'll contact each other on QQ for specifics." Lin Li nodded.

The two parted ways.

(End of chapter)