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Chapter 283 The Perfect Victim

The police captain glanced at the bodyguards, whose demeanor was noticeably different, and their car, and his hopes were completely dashed.

Although he didn't know exactly who the people from Kyoto were, these cars and these people didn't look like ordinary people.

The experienced police officer didn't immediately express any suspicion that there was something wrong here. Instead, he showed his identification to everyone present.

He then said, "Recently, some herders have reported that their cattle and sheep have been stolen, which has alarmed the higher-ups, who have ordered us to solve the case as soon as possible."

Nowadays, at various intersections and reception centers, they all require verification; please show your ID cards.

As he spoke, the lead policeman did not immediately look at the bandits and their accomplices, but instead looked at the other bodyguards in the courtyard.

It seems they are telling the bandits in this way that they are just doing their job and are not looking for them on purpose.

"Are you tourists passing through? Show me your ID cards."

The bodyguards, who had just relaxed a little, immediately tensed up again.

They weren't naive people; they had dealt with the police a lot, and at a glance, they knew these officers had come prepared.

Moreover, they came specifically for the staff at the courtyard.

The bodyguards immediately recalled the attack they had suffered earlier and began to suspect that these people were likely accomplices of the attackers.

But then, their hearts sank even further.

Taking this route and even settling here were all last-minute decisions, taking no more than a day in total.

In such a short time, these people had already set up a trap for them. What does that mean? There's a traitor among them!

But the people who came with them this time were all their brothers-in-arms.

As for those few doctors and students who were powerless, they never imagined that there was a traitor among them.

Anyone who finds out that there is a traitor among their trusted brothers would feel terrible.

The bodyguards, though their minds were racing, showed no outward reaction. Instead, they took out their identification documents and handed them over.

The police officer glanced at them and had no more doubts. These people were indeed from Kyoto. He then diligently took out his notebook and began to record their information.

They also asked a few simple questions: "You're from Kyoto? What brings you to the Northwest? How many of you are there?"

This was all part of the normal procedure, but the bandit's eyes flickered, and then he moved directly close to the ginseng fruit that had just been coming this way.

The idea was simple: if any problems arose, this chubby little ginseng fruit would be the best hostage.

"You child, why are you so slow? I asked you to deliver the stoves to these uncles, and it's been half a day and you still haven't delivered them."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Ginseng Fruit's wrist, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the bandit had seized Ginseng Fruit's vital point.

The criminals were clearly prepared. Despite being watched by the police, they didn't seem flustered at all, as if they were genuine staff members.

He quickly took out his work ID: "I don't have my ID card with me right now, this is my work ID. I'll go back to my room to get my ID card."

Seeing the robbers about to turn and leave, the police immediately stopped them: "No need for that. We're just doing a routine check. Work IDs will do."

"Oh, right, we're staying here tonight. We'll just have as many rooms as we need, we can squeeze in. When you're traveling, you can't be too fussy." The policeman took the work ID, registered the information in a perfunctory manner, and then returned the ID to the policeman, as if it were just a formality.

The bandit carrying the ginseng fruit, seeing the policeman's appearance, immediately believed it was indeed a coincidence.

A smile immediately appeared on his face: "Okay, okay, I'll have someone arrange it right away."

However, as he turned around, the smile on his face immediately vanished. Although having more people would be a bit of a hassle, it wouldn't affect anything.

They hadn't planned to confront the police directly, but these guys were just unlucky to run into them, so they could only blame the police for their bad luck.

Just bury him in a deep pit, and he'll become a missing person; no one will be able to find him.

Ginseng Fruit was led back to the staff's rest room. The bandit gave it a hard shove, and the fleshy Ginseng Fruit immediately fell to the ground.

"Behave yourself, or I'll kill you!"

This time, the ginseng fruit didn't cry or whine. Before, it hadn't taken any action because it was waiting for the police to arrive and the host wanted to be the perfect victim.

Now that the police have arrived, he had no choice but to put up with it and immediately punched the thug.

With a 'crack', the bandit's leg bone was broken by the ginseng fruit.

Just as he was about to speak, the ginseng fruit swiftly covered his mouth, preventing him from making a sound.

Ginseng Fruit's tone carried a hint of smug satisfaction: "It felt good to hit me and pinch me just now, didn't it? You even tried to kill me? You're lucky I didn't, humph~"

The bandit looked at the chubby boy who was barely waist-high, and noticed that his face showed absolutely no expression a child should have.

Those eyes were absolutely astounding; had he encountered the legendary oddball who looked like a child but was actually an adult?

These people have been living on the edge of a knife for years. Those who weren't skilled are already long gone. Those who have survived to this day are all capable of taking on ten men. How could they have been defeated like this?
The bandit's expression changed like a mask, but Ginseng Fruit had no time to guess what he was thinking.

The chubby little hand pressed hard on the bandit's neck, and the bandit immediately passed out.

If it weren't for the concern of leaving any marks on this person, Ginseng Fruit would have liked to give him a few more big punches.

After fiddling with the man a few times to make him look like he had broken his own leg, Ginseng Fruit finally found the gun that the bandit had hidden.

Then he placed it in the hands of the unconscious bandit, covered his ears, and pressed hard.

"boom!"

The gunshots rang out sharply in the quiet night.

Renshenguo chose a suitable and comfortable position for herself, then lay down and pretended to faint, and even deliberately showed off the marks on her body from when she was pinched before.

The police and bodyguards outside the courtyard, as well as the people upstairs, were all alerted.

After a period of chaos, three of the bandits in the courtyard were killed, and the rest were seriously wounded and captured.

Several police officers were also injured. If it weren't for their elite bodyguards and the help of Ginseng Fruit to cheat, their losses would have been far greater.

The police captain in charge was pounding with anxiety. Judging from the ruthlessness of these bandits, he knew this was no small matter.