Transcending Worlds: I Have an Invincible Shelter

Su Yuyang understood; it seemed there was no way to avoid it. He shrugged lightly, his face showing no sign of panic, and calmly replied.

"Alright, I'll go with you. I hope you can investigate this matter as soon as possible and not waste my time."

Two security guards nodded and stood on either side of Su Yuyang, gesturing for him to move forward.

Su Yuyang strode forward, his mind racing, trying to figure out what exactly required his cooperation in the investigation.

Could it be related to the Stone Emperor Network? Or perhaps the gold he brought back from the apocalypse aroused some suspicion? A series of questions swirled in his mind.

Inside the interrogation room of the Ximing Road Police Station, Su Yuyang stared at the monotonous gray-white walls. A single incandescent light overhead cast his shadow on the wall.

He sat in the chair with his back slightly straight, and behind the table opposite him, two security guards sat facing each other.

The young security guard on the left, with his clean-cut features and a touch of professional seriousness, pulled a photo out of his file bag and gently pushed it in front of Su Yuyang, speaking in a calm tone.

"Mr. Su, take a look at this."

Su Yuyang looked down and saw that the object in the photo was very clear; it was the ring-shaped gold ornament that he had sold to the bald boss a few days ago.

He frowned slightly, lightly tapped the edge of the photo with his fingertip, looked up at the young security guard, and asked with a hint of confusion.

"Is it illegal for me to sell something of my own?"

The young security guard's expression turned serious as he gave a reminder.

"Mr. Su, please don't be nervous. We just want to ask you where this gold jewelry came from?"

He paused, then added, with a hint of teasing, "Don't tell us you just picked it up."

Before the young security guard could finish speaking, Su Yuyang said almost without hesitation, "What a coincidence, it really was me who picked it up."

He had long anticipated this day would come. Before selling the gold jewelry, he deliberately took several detours through alleys without surveillance cameras.

Su Yuyang avoided all places where he might leave traces, just in case the bald boss was unreliable and would expose him.

The young security guard's brows furrowed suddenly, his tone turned completely somber, and he reached out to slam his hand on the table.

The middle-aged security guard sitting to the side gently tapped the table, making a soft "thud" sound, stopping him from doing so.

The middle-aged security guard had a dark complexion and a steady gaze. He looked at Su Yuyang with a hint of earnestness and spoke slowly.

"Mr. Su, we are not trying to make things difficult for you. You may not know that you are involved in a telecommunications fraud case."

We hope you can cooperate with our investigation; it will be good for both of us.

Su Yuyang frowned even more, his mind filled with doubt. He had only sold a ring-shaped gold ornament from the wasteland world, so how did it involve telecommunications fraud?

Seemingly seeing through Su Yuyang's doubts, the middle-aged security guard patiently explained.

"Mr. Su, we have taken control of the bald man who bought your gold jewelry, also known as Bald Shi."

The money he used to buy your gold jewelry came from an unknown source. Our investigation revealed that this money was the proceeds of fraud swindled from victims in several recent telecommunications fraud cases.

Su Yuyang's heart stirred. He slowly leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on the table, met the middle-aged security guard's gaze, and asked in a calm tone.

"And then? You came to me just to say this?"

He already had some guesses in his mind, but he still listened patiently.

"Then, we need you to hand over that stolen money."

The young security guard standing nearby couldn't help but speak up, his tone softening as he offered a reminder.

"Mr. Su, that money is the victim's hard-earned money. You have an obligation to cooperate with us and return the money to the victim."

Su Yuyang turned his head to look at the young security guard, his eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and approval, and asked.

"What about my gold jewelry?"

His meaning was crystal clear: if he was to hand over the money, then he had to return his ring-shaped gold ornament.

"That won't work for now."

The young security guard leaned forward slightly, looking down at Su Yuyang, and reminded him in a serious tone.

"That gold jewelry is now evidence in the case, and we cannot return it to you at this time."

Furthermore, you cannot reasonably explain the origin of that gold ornament; we need to conduct further investigation and verification.

Mr. Su, you are a citizen and have an obligation to cooperate with our police station's investigation. Please don't make things difficult for us.

"Aren't I just going along with you?"

Su Yuyang shrugged, his tone still calm, "I did find that gold jewelry, but I can't remember where I found it. Maybe it was in some secluded alley."

He didn't say what was on his mind: that he found it in a gold shop in the wasteland. Who would believe that if he said it?

The middle-aged security guard raised his hand to stop the younger security guard who was about to speak, his gaze softening as he gently advised him.

"Mr. Su, please understand our work. We know you may have difficulties, but that stolen money must be handed over. It's the hard-earned money of more than a dozen victims. We hope you can understand."

Su Yuyang took a deep breath, a hint of helplessness on his face, and his tone was heavy.

"You've probably already searched my rented apartment and my bank accounts, haven't you? To be honest, I've already used that money for medical treatment."

He looked up at the two security guards with a calm expression. "I'm sure you've found out by now that I have brain cancer. That money was my life-saving money."

He was telling the truth, but he didn't say that he had only used a small portion of the money. The rest he had hidden in the mountains where he had previously been hiding, a remote place with no surveillance cameras, so that the security guards would never be able to find him.

The middle-aged security guard looked somewhat troubled, and his tone became heavy.

"We are also helpless about this. Mr. Su, we know that you need money for medical treatment, but that stolen money belongs to other victims. Many of them are from poor families. The money they were cheated out of is their entire savings, or even their life-saving money."

"You're confiscating my gold jewelry and demanding my life-saving money. What am I supposed to do?"

Su Yuyang rubbed his face with both hands, his expression showing disappointment and exhaustion, and his tone was somewhat powerless.

"I have cancer, and I didn't have long to live anyway. I finally managed to scrape together some money for treatment, and now you want to take it all away. Am I just supposed to wait to die?"

For a moment, the interrogation room fell into dead silence, as if the air itself had frozen.

The two security guards exchanged a glance, both seeing the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

The police station staff did search Su Yuyang's rented apartment and bank accounts, but found nothing.

They also checked his medical records and knew that Su Yuyang did indeed have brain cancer, so they didn't force him, but only summoned him to cooperate with the investigation.

They knew that Su Yuyang had most likely hidden the money, but they had no evidence, so they could only leave it at that for the time being.