You're Not Furious About This

The old shirt brought by Old Yang was torn into strips with a "tear" sound and casually wrapped around a few times, tightly covering the man's eyes.

There was still a faint smell of mothballs on the cloth.

It was obvious that it had been stored for a long time.

As long as he lost his eyes, his greatest reliance,

this man wouldn't be able to activate his ability.

Fortunately, his eyes weren't a GEASS activator.

Actually, Lin Mo could directly cripple the man's spiritual root, but in that case, it would be difficult for Liu Zheng and the others to account for it.

After all, once the spiritual root was crippled, he would be just an ordinary person.

"Click."

Liu Zheng personally locked the handcuffs and tugged hard to confirm before he let out a sigh of relief.

"In that case, we'll send him to the police station first. Everything will be as we've agreed. Don't worry, Mr. Yang. We'll help you get back the money you lost."

Just now, they had discussed how to write the report for this case.

It was certain that they couldn't erase Lin Mo's existence in this matter.

A little interrogation of the prisoner would reveal the existence of Lin Mo.

So they also coordinated their statements.

"Alright. First, file a record. Write in the content that he shows no external ability manifestations, but has strong mental power and can resist mental attacks, and his physical constitution is stronger than ordinary people."

This was the description of Lin Mo in the report, highlighting that there was such a person as Lin Mo, but he wasn't as special as imagined.

In Yanhuang Awakening, although not every staff member had special abilities, not all special ability users were recruited by Yanhuang Awakening.

Most of them were just filed for records and occasionally monitored.

"Okay, then it's settled." Liu Zheng winked at Old Bai, who had been silent not far away.

Old Bai, tall and big, stepped forward and picked up the limp man like a sack.

"Let's go. We still have to write a report when we get back. So annoying." He mumbled and dragged the man out without any courtesy.

As the door closed, the room instantly became quiet, only the tense atmosphere that hadn't dissipated in the air remained.

Old Yang seemed to have had all his strength drained. He slumped onto the sofa, and the back of his clothes was soaked. He didn't come to his senses for a long time.

Lin Mo walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Old Yang. They should try their best to get your lost money back, and the set of audio equipment that was previously in the store should also be quickly redeemed from the pawnshop."

Old Yang came to his senses. There was a glimmer of water in his cloudy eyes. He grabbed Lin Mo's hand tightly, and his palm was still trembling slightly due to fear.

"Xiao Lin, if it weren't for you this time, this old bone of mine would really be finished. And all my possessions..."

He was so excited that he became a bit incoherent. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh, pulled Lin Mo, and pointed at the set of audio equipment placed in the center of the living room.

"Take this. You know its value. My son knows nothing about this. And I probably don't have many years to live."

Old Yang's tone carried a kind of solemnity like a trust.

Lin Mo looked at the set of audio equipment. It was indeed a good thing, but he shook his head.

"Old Yang, I appreciate your kindness, but this thing is your treasure. I can't take it."

Saying that, Lin Mo changed the topic.

"By the way, Old Yang, you mustn't tell anyone about this. Even if you do, it won't work anyway."

Old Yang nodded repeatedly. "No, no. And no one would believe it even if I told them."

"Alright, Old Yang. After all this, I'm hungry. Give me a chance to let you treat me to a meal as a way to repay me."

Old Yang immediately nodded. "Okay, no problem. And in the future, whenever there are any good things, I'll inform you immediately."

--System: The prologue is slowly unfolding--

The early morning sunlight filtered through the sparse leaves, casting mottled light spots on the sidewalk.

"Hey, where did you go yesterday?" Xie Yuling's brand - new Huili sports shoes made a brisk rhythm on the ground. She quickened her steps to catch up with the boy in front and tilted her head to look at him.

Lin Mo looked straight ahead and casually replied, "Taojie. The owner of the audio store said that a new batch of electron tubes had arrived, so I went to take a look."

"Electron tubes?" Xie Yuling frowned slightly, a bit dissatisfied. "I thought you secretly left me behind and went to investigate that case on your own."

The little bit of complaint in her tone made Lin Mo slow down his steps.

Thinking of the yellow talisman nourishing in the refrigerator, Lin Mo shook his head.

"It's not the right time yet." Lin Mo shook his head and explained, "The old woman's soul is too weak. It has to be nourished with talisman paper first. Otherwise, if it's released now, it will disperse with a gust of wind."

Hearing this, Xie Yuling's attention was immediately drawn back, and her face was full of seriousness.

"Then you must call me next time you take action! I promise, I definitely won't hold you back."

Looking at her serious and over - confident look, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay, super detective, seriously handle the case."

His teasing tone made Xie Yuling a bit unconvinced.

However, she also really felt that her state was better than ever.

It had to be said that Lin Mo had also helped Xie Yuling practice the "Huangting Yangshen Jing" last night.

So Xie Yuling was extremely energetic today.

Xie Yuling moved her hands and feet. She had endless energy all over her body.

"I don't know why, but these two days I feel like I can even kill a few tigers with my external spirit."

"Oh? So amazing?" Lin Mo glanced at her, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

His non - committal reaction instantly made Xie Yuling puff out her cheeks.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

"Believe, of course I believe." Lin Mo smiled and quickened his steps to keep a distance.

"I'm just thinking that if you're too strong, what if you accidentally tear me apart?"

"You!"

Xie Yuling chased after him and lightly punched him on the arm in annoyance.

"I believe you precisely because I know what's going on."

Lin Mo stopped and looked at her. "This is a good thing. You'll understand in a few days."

He was being so mysterious again.

Xie Yuling stared at him for a few seconds and finally gave up. Anyway, Lin Mo wouldn't harm her.

When they got back to the school gate, Xie Yuling suddenly asked, "If you get the first place in the province, will you still be at school next semester?"

"Definitely. I'm going for training and competitions, not going abroad to study."

"I plan to apply for science. If there are no accidents, I should also go to Class 8."

Xie Yuling's homeroom teacher wasn't the math teacher. The class that Chen Xiaoya taught must be a science class.

And Xie Yuling's math was taught by Chen Xiaoya, so Xie Yuling thought it was very likely that she would go to Class 8.

"What if I'm not in Class 8? What if the school sets up some key classes? Then you'll be furious, right?"

Xie Yuling was stunned.

Her academic performance was indeed not bad, but she was only in the top 100 and couldn't stably stay in the top 50.

And she remembered that Jiang Yunlu always ranked in the top 30 in the school.

How embarrassing!