The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 371 Chen Nian's Tribute

"This is the first time I've ever seen such a fierce fox."

"He started groping people before we'd even exchanged two words."

"A fox like this would have its mouth confiscated if it were kept in our Animal Science Institute," the professors murmured to themselves as they headed to the museum to continue assembling the instruments they hadn't finished earlier.

Within the Lingli research system, there has always been a visible, powerful force controlling the entire process. Here, every effort yields its reward, and meaningful research results can be exchanged for the findings of other research teams.

Here.

Without first-mover advantage or accumulated experience, the results that can be achieved depend entirely on the researchers' thought process.

The more spirit beasts that join, the more research results they can produce and the more experiments they can conduct.

Unfortunately, Master Fuli is too fierce.

Regarding the matter of inviting Master Fuli, they can only plan for the future.

"You guys go ahead with your work! The housekeeper's here, I'm going over for a late-night snack."

In front of the museum, after chatting with the snake woman about the operation of the security bureau and tomorrow's ambush, An Sheng saw a black pickup truck leading a convoy of vehicles approaching.

He spoke to the snake woman and then ran towards Lin Bingyun.

"Master Fuli".

Lin Bingyun got out of the black pickup truck, half-squatted down and picked up the running Mr. Fuli. With a serious expression, she said, "This evening, Miss Wang Ya called me personally and asked me to tell you this when I see you tonight."

"She said she felt a vague sense of unease, as if she sensed the birth of a new kind. Ms. Wang said that once I relay these words to you, you will know what she was talking about."

"A new kind? Something happened at the ruins?" An Sheng was startled upon hearing this, and he immediately turned to look at the snake woman.
The snake woman looked relaxed as she directed the transport convoy to move portable instruments that the professors might need.

The Monkey King was performing with the monkeys inside the house, teaching the macaques how to borrow power banks in human society.

Meanwhile, the fungal parasite accompanied the giant salamander to suppress it and has not yet returned from the research institute.

Judging from their expressions, it didn't seem like anything had happened at the security bureau.

The "same kind" Wang Ya was referring to, without even thinking, was the giant scorpion catalyzed by the gemstones from the ruins.

Since it doesn't seem like something's happened at the Security Bureau, the most likely scenario is with Lin Ying.
"Call Lin Ying and ask her if there have been any problems with the gem research."

An Sheng's expression changed slightly as he spoke to Lin Bingyun.

“I already asked, and nothing has happened on Miss Wang Ya’s side. The gem that caused Miss Wang Ya’s transformation has been locked in the vault,” Lin Bingyun said.

Lin Bingyun had seen the scorpion demon before, so she naturally knew what Wang Ya was talking about.

Immediately after hanging up Wang Ya's call, Lin Bingyun called Lin Ying and the Lin Family Manor headquarters.

however.

Lin Ying did not return to Xia Dong while in Suicheng, and the emerald remained locked in the vault, untouched by anyone.

Subsequently, Lin Bingyun called Wang Qiqi, who also said that everything was calm and peaceful.

"Could it be... Father Bianchi's side?" An Sheng thought for a moment and suggested a possibility.

Nothing happened on Lin Ying's side.

The security bureau was also calm.

Besides the two parties mentioned above, the only organization that had contact with the ceramics factory ruins was the Timberwolves.

“Those things are beyond our investigation.” Lin Bingyun nodded slightly, unable to answer Master Fuli’s question.

Father Bianchi is a real person.

However, he definitely couldn't have entered the country under his real name, or perhaps "Bianchi" was just an organization codename. Lin Bingyun's connections couldn't uncover these things, and even the National Security Bureau would have difficulty finding out in a short time. It would require overseas agents to exert their efforts and uncover Bianchi's background before domestic agents could make a comparison to determine who Bianchi was.

"Since you can't figure it out, forget it. Anyway, this matter doesn't involve Lin Ying. Just tell Principal Li about the whole thing and let them investigate it themselves."

After a moment's thought, An Sheng asked Lin Bingyun to use her phone to edit a WeChat message and send it to Li Wenkang.

After the matter is completed.

An Sheng sat in the van, holding a spoon and fork, ready to enjoy her late-night snack.

And at this time.

A golden light flashed through An Sheng's mind.

[The Chicago typewriter is finished. Chen Nian, together with the lawyer and the anti-gang squad, wiped out the gang. After a bloody battle, he stood in front of the luxurious penthouse and looked inside. A black man was kneeling on the ground, his body covered in red dots, his hands raised high. A smiling white sheriff walked out and slapped an anti-gang squad gun on Chen Nian's chest: "You should know the rules. He needs to resist first before you can shoot or have my buddy help."]

"I understand." Chen Nian nodded, carrying a bag of bread slices and peanut butter, and waved to everyone as she entered the house.

[Wish Power +1]

An Sheng, who was having a late-night snack, was startled and looked at the details of the wish displayed in her mind.

"Good heavens, he actually pulled it off!"

Before Master Fuli could even begin to criticize Chen Nian's abilities, his phone rang.

Lin Bingyun handed the phone to Master Fuli.

Master Fuli glanced at the screen, answered the call, and turned on speakerphone, saying:
"Don't rush me. My flight is the day after tomorrow. I'll go back tonight and cook you thirty catties of it all in one night."

"Uh, it's not about the tea competition." Old Chen on the other end of the phone looked at the two foreign women in front of him and asked An Sheng with a slightly strange expression, "Do you know Chen Nian?"

"He said he sent you some local specialties and that he plans to build a temple for you in your village. He also said he wired three million US dollars to his parents, two million of which is for gilding your statue."

As Old Chen spoke, his gaze swept over his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and grandson behind him.

The two foreign women arrived in the afternoon.

Because of the language barrier, Old Chen was almost nailed to the wall of shame by the villagers.

Good guy!
They started hugging and cuddling right away, and in the end, it was only after asking Lin Ying's nanny that they found out what had happened.

These two curvaceous foreign women were Chen Nian's representatives, attending the ceremony and worshipping the God of Fortune on his behalf because he didn't have time to come back.

of course.

He also arranged for the pole dance for the statue of the Fuli Master, which the two foreign women will perform after the statue is completed.

In order to find a pure girl with firm buttocks, Chen Nian, while fighting tooth and nail, also took the time to make a few phone calls to the dance hall and ask the pimp to arrange some pretty girls.

Ideally, the foreign woman should have a passport and be able to take off immediately; Mr. Chen will cover all her expenses.

"Is Mr. Fuli listening? Speak up! Two foreign girls are waiting for you here."

After a moment of silence, Mr. Fuli hung up the phone.

“He is very filial,” Lin Bingyun said with a serious expression, without revealing any unusual feelings.

"."

Master Fuli said with a dark expression, "It's hard to tell whether he's filial or not, but he doesn't lie. He really did bring back two foreign girls and build a temple for me."

Good guy!
Having seen the performance himself, he didn't forget his master and sent two foreign girls all the way over a long distance to perform their talents.

As expected of you, Chen Nian!

(End of this chapter)