Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 535, 534 Demanding a Gun
Hei Sanniang gritted her teeth: "Even the most despicable thief knows not to harm his family. You are truly shameless."

"Am I shameless?"

Feng Xiuhu pointed to his own nose: "Your father is making a scene in the city because he's looking for you. If you don't go back and let him see it with his own eyes, I'll have no choice but to send him to meet the Reincarnation Heaven."

"Find me?"

Hei Sanniang was stunned: "Impossible! I left a note before I left, saying that I was going back to the academy..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

Hua Changrui glanced at her furtively.

Hei San Niang also realized where the problem lay, and couldn't help but gasp: "My bracelet!"

During her fight with Hua Changrui last night, her broken magical artifact bracelet was left at the scene—it's not hard to guess that when the police are drawn to the scene, the bracelet will soon appear in front of Shen Tiankuo.

Now Hei San Niang was also anxious and quickly called out, "Old Huang! Quickly bring the horse! The fastest one!"

The matter was quickly settled. Old Huang brought over three fast horses, and Hei San Niang and Hua Chang Rui immediately mounted them.

Feng Xiuhu was quick to react, and promptly sat down behind Hei Sanniang, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Hei San Niang turned around and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Feng Xiuhu said confidently, "I don't have a driver's license."

Hei San Niang didn't understand, but fortunately, Hua Changrui from Taijing was knowledgeable and translated, "He probably meant that he can't ride a horse."

Hei San Niang understood now and pointed behind Hua Changrui: "Go sit there."

Feng Xiuhu disagreed: "It's not appropriate for two grown men to squeeze together."

Hei San Niang was incredulous: "A man and a woman squeezed together is just fine?"

Feng Xiuhu laughed and pinched her butt: "I've even seen your butt, we're practically family."

If it weren't for important business, Hei Sanniang would have really wanted to fight him to the death.

Completely out of options, she spat out through gritted teeth, "Then hold on tight—giggle!"

With a flick of the whip, the horse galloped off.

After running a long way, Hei San Niang's mood finally calmed down.

Only then did she realize something was wrong.

"Wait, my father was worried that something might happen to me, so he used the pretext of suppressing bandits to send the Great Xuan Army to search for me in the city."

Hei Sanniang glanced at Feng Xiuhu and asked, "Then why are you in such a hurry?"

Mentioning this, Feng Xiuhu also felt frustrated: "What if there really are bandits in the city?"

Hei San Niang didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Feng Xiuhu looked into the distance; the outline of Fornas City had not yet appeared, and he wondered how long it would take to arrive.

He said quietly, "The bracelet was left at the scene. Your father must suspect something happened to you. He can't find you in the city. What do you think he'll think?"

Hei San Niang replied, "Considering the events of last night when the bandits entered the city, he most likely believes that I was kidnapped by the bandits, hence his extreme anxiety."

Feng Xiuhu nodded: "If someone who looks like a bandit suddenly appears in the city at this time, what do you think he will do?"

Hei Sanniang replied, "Of course, we'll arrest them and torture them."

She suddenly realized something, paused, and turned around to look at him: "I remember last night on the second floor, you weren't the only one there."

Feng Xiuhu grinned: "You've seen my brother's physique—I'm not bragging, but he can chew your father up without any sauce."

……

Shunzi does have a large appetite, but he is actually somewhat insecure.

Back in the old days in the city, whenever he ate with the brothers in the choir, he never dared to eat too much, for fear that his elder brother would think he was wasting money by eating too much.

Even after becoming more well-off, Shunzi still rarely ate to his heart's content, because he always wanted to save as much as possible. Ultimately, it was because Shunzi was inherently too honest.

This "honesty" is reflected in every aspect.

Back to last night.

Following Feng Xiuhu's instructions, Shunzi arrived at the police station in the dark.

Bandits were causing trouble in the city, and most of the police force had been dispatched, leaving only a few on duty.

Shunzi didn't know who to look for either. He walked in, and his figure blocked the view, causing the lights in the police station to dim considerably.

The police officer, who was dozing off at his desk, noticed the uninvited guest. After looking up, he pointed at Shunzi in surprise: "Hey, aren't you that guy—the big guy who was taken away by Second Master?"

Shunzi nodded hesitantly, "Ah, it's me."

The constable asked again, "Why aren't you following the Second Master? What are you doing at the police station so late?"

Shunzi subconsciously looked back outside: "Uh... Second Master and the others are fighting with the bandits."

The constable rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, how could I not know? Both patrol leaders have led their teams out to catch bandits. I'm talking about you. Instead of going to war with Second Master, you've come to the police station to hide—what a waste of your size."

Shunzi waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm not here to escape disaster, I'm here to get a gun."

"gun?"

The constable was taken aback, then sneered: "What a fool! You're short of weapons for the war, so you come to the police station to ask for them? I suppose Second Master doesn't need a gun from you."

Shunzi gestured and explained, "It's not those guns, it's my own gun—the one you confiscated from me at the inn."

The police officer's eyes lit up.

He clearly remembered it: "Oh—you mean that one."

But then his eyes flickered again: "Ahem, I can't give you that gun."

Shunzi got a little anxious: "Why? I've already been released, I'm not a prisoner anymore..."

The police officer raised his hand to interrupt, his face stern, and said, "That gun is a contraband and has been confiscated according to the law. Stop making a fuss here and go back to where you came from."

Bang!
Shunzi slammed his hand on the table, startling the police officer. When the officer looked up, he saw Shunzi's eyes wide open and his nostrils flaring.

"That's my thing!"

At this moment, several police officers heard the commotion and ran out from the inner room.

Seeing that they had the advantage in numbers, the officer who had spoken up lost his fear and glared at Shunzi with raised eyebrows: "What are you shouting for? I'm telling you plainly—once you're in the police station, you belong to the police station!"

Shunzi's face flushed red with anger: "This is blatant robbery!"

The police officer seized on the implication in her words: "Hey! You're slandering the police station, aren't you? Don't think we won't arrest you just because you're working for Second Master and Third Master now!"

These words completely ignited Shunzi: "Go to hell with your Third Master!"

He suddenly overturned the table, roaring, "I'm Ye San!"

The tabletop knocked down several police officers, while the others who managed to dodge it quickly reached for their guns at their waists.

Shunzi grabbed the nearest man, swept him around by the ankle, and then threw him—the policeman who was about to fire his gun was thrown into a heap again.

Bang bang bang!
Finally, someone fired a shot, and several bullets hit Shunzi's back, but he didn't budge.

Shunzi slowly turned around and glared at the officer on the ground, who felt uneasy under her gaze and quickly dropped his gun.

Click!

Shunzi walked over and stomped on the policeman's thigh bone, forcing words out of his throat.

"Where's my gun?"

(End of this chapter)