The Most Random System-Chapter 679 - 355: Lin Li Has Only One Word—Reliable!

Be brave, be brave, my friend~

In the night, Wan Xinpeng was running with all his might.

The last time he ran like this was over two months ago.

That time, he was just getting his hair washed at a massage parlor when the vice squad showed up, but fortunately, he was quick-witted. He heard the commotion, sensed something was off, reacted in time, jumped out the window, and ran.

Damn it.

Spending money to kiss and all that, isn't it just doing import-export trade? The country clearly says it's supportive, but why does it turn into a crackdown when implemented?

They say love without material is like a pile of sand.

So why arrest the love that I exchanged for with material things?

But later, Wan Xinpeng figured it out himself.

The saying isn't wrong, it's just that his material wealth wasn't enough. If he had more, he would be trading not for a minute of love but for a year—turning it into a sponsorship, which isn't illegal.

As for how Wan Xinpeng found out Yan Aosong was a cop.

Dammit, because the one in charge of busting his shop that day was this guy!

Hell, he'd recognize him even if he turned to ashes.

Bro, you think taking off your uniform, saying some cheesy lines, and singing dirty songs means you can blend into our ladybug circle?

Once a cop, always a cop!

That's a stain on your record that can never be erased, hehe.

Wan Xinpeng zigzagged through the streets, not wasting time looking back, but his stamina quickly drained, his breathing grew heavy, and he could barely run.

But he should have shaken them off.

After all, last time, he was barefoot and still outran Yan Aosong with his shoes on.

Haha, small fry.

Wan Xinpeng stopped to catch his breath and turned his head.

Lin Li: QAQ.

Lin Li, standing nearby, waved hello: "Hi, I'm Venom QAQ."

Wan Xinpeng: "?"

Then Lin Li performed the "Scholar" classic move—pretending he just noticed Wan Xinpeng, clenched his fist, covered his mouth, gave a shy smile, and combed his hair.

Seeing Wan Xinpeng stunned, Lin Li felt a bit smug.

What's the matter? Smitten by me?

"Damn!"

Wan Xinpeng snapped back to reality and dashed forward once more.

How does he run so fast without making a sound?

"Didn't have breakfast? Running so slow? Better to stop altogether, it's pointless, take a break."

Lin Li casually caught up beside him, patted Wan Xinpeng's shoulder, and advised.

They say eating provides the energy to run; maybe at the core, humans are starch machines?

Seeing the leisurely Lin Li, Wan Xinpeng widened his eyes, then panic filled his face as he gritted his teeth and tried to speed up.

Realizing Wan Xinpeng wouldn't give himself up gracefully, Lin Li sighed, stopped playing around, and body-slammed him to the ground. There were still matters to attend to.

"Ouch—ah—" the slam hurt, making Wan Xinpeng suck in a cold breath, contributing to global warming—a crime worthy of the death penalty.

Lin Li squatted next to him, smiling and studying Wan Xinpeng.

He didn't rush to take him away, but first replied to a message Yan Aosong had just sent on his phone, then cheerfully asked Wan Xinpeng:

"Buddy, got any connections for a deal?"

"Hmm?"

Wan Xinpeng, already resigned to his fate, opened his eyes—closed instinctively from the pain—and looked at Lin Li in confusion: "Little bro...deal? You're not a cop?"

Because Wan Xinpeng thought, a cop would never say such things.

"Of course I'm not; I'm just a little hero out of personal interest." Lin Li grinned.

"What kind of deal?"

With a hint of hope rekindled, Wan Xinpeng immediately asked.

"How do you know those two? Since you know them, you probably know quite a few quasi-criminals, right? Could you introduce them to me?" Lin Li came straight to the point, "If you can introduce them, everything's negotiable, there's room to maneuver.

I have both connections and influence."

Though if it goes too far, it'll backfire.

Lin Li asked this because even though he caught three people today, the system task would only count it as once. There were still four more to complete.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wan Xinpeng was momentarily stunned, then shook his head, "No, there's nothing..."

"Not even one?" Lin Li frowned slightly, "None of your friends planning to pull a job soon?"

"Little bro, really nothing." Wan Xinpeng shook his head, "Stealing is just my side gig. I have other stuff going on usually, I don't know many industry insiders, and most have gone straight after doing time, unwilling to go back, I've asked before..."

"Then..."

"..."

After spending a few minutes talking to Wan Xinpeng, Lin Li got nothing.

Indeed, no useful information.

Looks like he still needs to pin his hopes on stool and Li Sheng. Li Sheng is probably one of those friends Wan Xinpeng mentioned.

"Alright then, nothing more to say, let's go."

He didn't have too high expectations for Wan Xinpeng to begin with, so there's no disappointment to speak of. Lin Li yanked him up and led him towards building four of the complex.

"Little bro, could you let me go?" But Wan Xinpeng's thoughts began to churn again.

Since Lin Li wasn't a cop and even offered to deal with him just now.

That means this guy's bottom line is quite flexible.

So it's all negotiable, there's always a chance.

"Bro, if you let me off, I can give you money—not stolen goods, clean cash, three thousand, how's that number? I could even have my friend transfer it to you right now..."

"Since you're the only one who caught me, bro, it's just the two of us, if you let me go, that cop won't know, isn't that great...?"