Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 64 - 25: Assassin

The live streamer’s identity was a bit amusing; he was actually just a passerby blending into the group of parents.

His son attended another school with no connection to Military Training, and because he was unemployed, he tried to create videos at home, which remained lukewarm in popularity.

Meanwhile, the people around him were slowly making money online, and the flames of jealousy gradually consumed him, to the point of obsession.

By chance, he heard Mijiali causing a scene at the school gate; the security invited the parents inside for a detailed discussion, so he had the idea to sneak in.

Who knew, he ruined his reputation and benefited others.

The detective investigated meticulously and told Su Xiaocai that after the live streamer went home, his son scolded him severely, and he had no choice but to find a job disheartened.

No contact was made with any outsiders during this period.

It’s worth noting the female reporter’s family situation; she worked at a certain news agency, and it was Shou Xin who contacted her, telling her to wait at the school that day for big news.

In summary, everyone links back to Shou Xin.

Su Xiaocai was puzzled; she had never interacted with Shou Xin.

Normal people wouldn’t attack strangers for no reason unless it was for love, fame, or profit.

But Shou Xin didn’t seem to be seeking fame. Profit? What would he gain?

As for love, even if Shou Xin was a fool trying to avenge his girlfriend, there was no need to make such a big deal out of it by bringing the reporter into the school; it was overly complicated.

The reporter, the live streamer, and the three parents seemed like coincidences, yet it was too coincidental.

The three parents were the instigators, the reporter was a layer of insurance, and the live streamer was a second layer of insurance, all aimed at ruining her.

Su Xiaocai had previously gone through the bullet comments in the live stream, where many words with psychological implications appeared, but were suppressed by viewers with upright values.

"Can you help me investigate Shou Xin further?" The detective seemed to have anticipated that Su Xiaocai would ask, "This comes at an additional cost." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Su Xiaocai promptly transferred money, "Is that enough?"

The detective immediately replied, "Shou Xin has a connection with a big brother in society. Who this big brother is, I’m not sure, and I can’t investigate further. I only know it involves organized crime. If you want to continue investigating, I suggest finding a hacker to break into Shou Xin’s phone; he often contacts that big brother."

The detective knew Shou Xin often contacted the big brother, so how could he not know who it was?

Su Xiaocai was suspicious but didn’t say much, "Alright, I understand. Thank you."

"You’re welcome."

The video ended there.

On the detective’s side, he sat in front of the computer, breaking out in a cold sweat, raising his hands.

"I’ve told you everything you asked, boss, we’ve no feud, can you let me go?"

In the reflection on the computer screen, he saw a gun pressed to his temple.

He was worried that a slight twitch of the trigger finger would mean the end for him.

"Boss, what will it take for you to let me go? I’ve set up an automatic alert in a network drive; if I don’t check in for three days, it will automatically alert the authorities. You don’t want me dead as it would implicate you too, right?"

It was unclear if he had persuaded the assassin or if the assassin never intended to kill him.

After a while, the gun finally moved away from his head, "Don’t turn around."

The detective remained motionless, swallowing hard, straining his ears to hear the assassin’s retreating footsteps.

The fact that someone could silently and stealthily sneak into his secret lair showed they were not someone a couch potato like him could contend with.

The ongoing sounds also served to remind him that the person had not yet left.

Eventually, the sound of a lock turning and a door closing was heard.

The detective slowly turned around, looked left and right, confirmed that the assassin had left, and wiped a sweaty hand across his neck.

He didn’t plan to call Su Xiaocai to reveal everything; everything confessed earlier was true, without a shred of deception. Only the last part, "find a hacker to investigate," was what the assassin instructed him to say.

Such a high-risk task was not worth the money.

No, not even for millions; he didn’t have the capability to continue investigating.

"Today’s the day I hit the jackpot, hit the jackpot..." his brainwashing ringtone suddenly went off.

Detective Xiang Qian jumped in fright, seeing the caller ID, he hastily glanced around.

With nowhere to hide, he rushed to lock the door.

Sprinting back to the desk, he thought for a bit before sitting in the corner, back against the wall, before answering the call.

In a formal tone, he said, "Hello, is there something more you want to investigate? I’ll give you a discount on the first job, but the second one will be pricier..."

Su Xiaocai: "No, there’s nothing more I want to investigate."

Xiang Qian was puzzled, "Then who are you?"

Su Xiaocai: "Just checking if you’re dead."

Xiang Qian was stunned; how did she know? Did she have hundreds of surveillance cameras on him?