Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

The SWAT captain's eyes widened suddenly.

150 million.

He had handled major economic cases involving billions of dollars, but he had never seen any stolen money so blatantly, openly, and shockingly displayed before him.

This can't even be considered stolen money.

This "part-time settlement" was just completed in front of tens of millions of viewers nationwide and the elite troops of the Dragon Kingdom.

Only the howling wind could be heard at the scene.

The captain's throat went dry. He wanted to say something, such as "The source of this money needs to be investigated," or "Please cooperate," but the words stuck in his throat.

What did you say?

To tell a "hero" who has just fought his way out of hell, saved people, and even took down a large criminal organization's stronghold that there's a problem with his reward?

Not to mention that he himself can't get over it, the hundreds of brothers behind him and the tens of millions of eyes in the live broadcast room probably wouldn't agree either.

Su Ming seemed completely unaware of his captain's unusual behavior.

After checking the balance, he nodded in satisfaction and put the Nokia phone that had served him so well back in his pocket.

His movements were fluid and effortless, as casual as if he had just bought a bottle of water at the convenience store downstairs.

"Alright, Uncle, we can go now," he said in a relaxed tone.

"...Okay." The captain squeezed out a word through gritted teeth, then turned around and waved.

Two team members immediately stepped forward, but their movements carried a hint of hesitation and...respect. They did not take out any restrictive equipment, but simply made a "please" gesture.

Su Ming cooperated perfectly and followed them toward a military off-road vehicle not far away.

The entire process was faithfully recorded by the drone in the live broadcast room.

The comments section went completely crazy.

[This will go down in history! I would call it the most hardcore payment collection ever!]

[150 million! Holy crap, that's more money than I could earn in my entire life, and they made it all in one night? And it was just a part-time job?!]

[Don't just look at the money. Look at their working environment. If they offered you a hundred million, would you go? I certainly wouldn't.]

I just want to know if the "Zhongxun" app is still available for download? I want to take on some orders...

Just as Su Ming was about to get into the car, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the SWAT team leader.

"uncle."

"What is it?" The captain's heart jumped again.

"The one who got knocked unconscious, and the one who knelt down and surrendered, are all from the park." Su Ming pointed to A Biao, who was being carried away by medical staff in the distance, and the others he had knocked down earlier. "They know a lot of things, which should be useful to you."

The captain nodded solemnly: "We will. Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm just doing it part-time." Su Ming smiled, a clean and refreshing smile.

Then, he bent down and climbed into the SUV.

The car doors closed, and the convoy of several vehicles quickly started, their engines roaring as they drove away from the bloody border and disappeared into the night.

The border guards finally breathed a sigh of relief only after the car lights completely disappeared from sight.

Many young soldiers secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

The brief standoff just now was more stressful than any exercise they had ever participated in.

That student possessed an invisible aura.

Even without uttering a sound, it's suffocating.

……

Command Center of the Criminal Investigation Corps of Jiangnan Province.

"Boss" Zhou Zhenguo watched the live broadcast signal finally cut off on the big screen and slowly leaned back in his chair.

The entire command hall was quiet, and everyone's face showed a mixture of exhaustion from surviving a disaster and indescribable excitement.

"Xiao Zhang." Zhou Zhenguo rubbed his temples.

"Here!" Technician Xiao Zhang jumped up.

"Let's compile the live stream statistics for 'Operation Sharp Sword' tonight."

Xiao Zhang's fingers flew across the keyboard, and a few seconds later, he recited a series of data that made everyone gasp.

"Reporting to President Zhou! Peak online viewership: 98.7 million! Donations in the live stream... due to system crash, we cannot count them! Of the top 50 trending topics, 37 are related to this live stream! Topics like 'College student soloing northern Myanmar,' 'Uncle's self-defense,' and '150 million in compensation for emotional distress' have gone viral!"

Zhou Zhenguo fell silent.

He knew that starting tonight, an ordinary college student named "Su Ming" would no longer be ordinary.

"Ring ring—"

The red secure telephone on the table suddenly rang at that moment.

Zhou Zhenguo glanced at the caller ID, his expression turned serious, and he immediately answered the call.

"Commander!"

A dignified and resonant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Zhou, I need all the information on that 'scholar.' Also, control public opinion; before the matter is resolved, we can't let him be seen as a mere brute."

"Yes!" Zhou Zhenguo answered loudly.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Su Ming's handsome face frozen on the screen and sighed deeply.

Liquidation and proceeds?

Su Ming gained money.

What the nation gained was a sweet yet tricky... super bomb.