After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

Behind him followed a man in his thirties, full of "official air".

It was the same supervisor who liked to chatter endlessly and talk about the "hard work to succeed" theory.

"It's such a shabby, dirty place, perfect for a bunch of bugs like you to live in."

Walking through the most remote corners of the slums, the supervisor covered his nose with a white handkerchief and even put plastic bags on his feet. Every pore revealed his disgust for the surroundings.

Indeed, the slums are dirty and garbage is everywhere.

However, what disgusted him the most was not the environment, but the "low-class untouchables" who were leaning against the broken walls and had been tortured to the point of skin and bones by disease and hunger.

Even the sight of an untouchable seemed like a stain on the soul.

The supervisor carefully kept his distance from them and said impatiently, "Low-class rubbish, how far is the place you mentioned?"

I know he is calling me.

Fan Lin's lips curled up slightly, and without turning around, he replied calmly: "Soon."

Hearing this, the supervisor's irritated eyes finally showed a hint of joy: "Then hurry up and go."

"If you dilly-dally and let the wanted criminal get away, you'll be completely treated as scrap."

The supervisor's tone was filled with anxiety, and it was obvious that he could no longer contain his excitement.

No wonder he reacted so strongly.

After all, although the untouchables in the slums don’t know the details, they can get to know more about the upper class through their parents.

On the surface, Bu Youxue is just a wanted criminal with a sentence of "two thousand five hundred years".

However, her sister, the one who cannot be named, carries the highest level of wanted order.

If we can capture Bu Youxue and find clues about "her".

What is the reward for serving a prison sentence?

Maybe, I can directly step into the threshold of nobility and become a celebrity in front of the city lord!

By then, the sentence will be just a string of meaningless numbers.

And from now on, there is no need to worry that future generations will give birth to inferior citizens like themselves, dragging down the family and relying on their parents' sacrifices to barely survive.

Guangzong Yaozu.

This is truly an honor to the family!

The supervisor became more and more excited as he thought about the overwhelming wealth, and even his eyes turned red involuntarily.

It’s like a person who suddenly saves the president’s daughter and is about to rise to the top, carry the flag for the entire family, and become a shareholder of the country.

The excitement that was visible to the naked eye could be described as "crazy".

But, with such a great thing happening, isn’t the supervisor afraid that it’s a scam?

Do you really believe whatever others say?

What are you thinking about? Are you stupid?

As a middle-class citizen, should he be afraid of being cheated by lower-class citizens?

What an international joke.

If the person in front of him really dared to lie, he would tie up this brain-dead guy in the mine and whip him to death.

Moreover, as a valuable middle-class citizen, he has a device in his dashboard that can sound the alarm at any time.

There is no need to be afraid of encountering any danger.

Instead of considering such irrelevant jokes.

It would be better to think carefully about what method to use to interrogate the wanted criminal after he is caught.

Should he be sent back to the main city overnight, or should he be interrogated on the spot about everything?

The supervisor narrowed his eyes and began to imagine the future.

Fan Lin was also secretly calculating in his mind.

Later, should I use the blood bell or the pistol?

Using the blood cry to absorb the vitality of such a person is probably more disgusting than weird.

If not handled properly, it may even lower people's IQ.

If I shoot, it seems like a waste of bullets.

and many more.

Why is he considering this?

When killing someone, do you need to care about the tools?

Just find a chicken fork bone and stab him to death.

What did he just say?

I really can't stay with fools for too long.

After all, it's only a few words, but it has already affected my IQ.

Fan Lin patted his head, and the curve of his mouth became more and more playful.

Both of them had different expectations in their hearts, and they both quickened their pace.

After a few detours, it didn't take long before they returned to Bu Youxue's shelter.

Fan Lin stopped in front of the door, turned his head and kindly reminded him, "We're here."

"Bu Youxue is inside."

"Are you sure you don't need to call for more help?"

"What if we encounter danger when we go in later?"

The supervisor looked at the dilapidated door in front of him. The opportunity to rise to fame was right inside, and his eyes bulged out.

Danger?

What danger could a little girl be in?

Things come true in secret.

If we call in other helpers, who knows who might leak the information.

He waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "What help do you need?"

"Didn't you say she was hiding here alone?"

"You're just a miner, full of brute force, and you can't handle a little girl?"

"Don't even think about being lazy. Go in now and restrain the person. Once you're done, drag him away."

The supervisor looked at the dust on the door handle and took a step back in disgust.

It was obvious that despite his tough talk, he still didn't want to get involved in the dirty work of kidnapping people and the slum houses.

Anyway, the person is inside and can't escape.

Just let this lowly pariah next to you handle it.

The supervisor glared at Fan Lin fiercely and signaled him to act quickly.

He knew these low-level trash too well. They liked to be lazy in doing any work and wanted to shirk responsibility when encountering problems. They had no faith in their hearts and did not know how to work hard.

Therefore, we cannot be nice to the lower-class people. We must whip them and drive them around so that they will obey.

I saw the supervisor had already touched the whip around his waist.

Fan Lin also sighed with some disappointment.

Ugh.

How come I met such a stubborn donkey?

No matter how well-intentioned my reminders were, he insisted on coming alone.

Now, we can only rob him of his sentence, which is a pity.

"Alright."

"But the scene might be a bit brutal later."

"I'll close the door after I go in, so as not to scare you."

Fan Lin held the door handle and gave the supervisor a heads-up in advance, telling him not to enter the house without permission.

After all, there are still some things that need to be dealt with later, and this idiot fat sheep cannot be seen.

The supervisor, feeling overwhelmed with joy, thought he was about to be crowned the king. He didn't care about anything else and just kept urging him, "Alright, alright, hurry up."

"You lazy dogs, you always procrastinate in everything you do."

Fan Lin stopped talking and just chuckled, letting this fool be arrogant for a while.

crunch--

He pushed open the broken iron door, walked into the room, blocked the view from inside with his body, and then closed the door.

Look inside.

The cat-eared girl was lying comfortably on the big bed with her hands in her pockets and her tail as a pillow, snoring soundly.

The little loli Bu Youxue was holding a box, squatting in the corner with a gloomy look on her face, looking terribly depressed.

Even the background image has faintly turned gray.

"I'm back, I'm back, I'm back..."

"Hehehe, hehe~"

Hearing the sound of someone coming in, Bu Youxue stood up shakily and took out a rusty dagger from the cardboard box.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you..."

Seeing Fan Lin's figure, she grinned with a creepy smile, repeating three words over and over in her mouth, and rushed over like a vengeful spirit.

Danger Sense triggered.

This little guy is not joking. Is his mind really full of murderous intent?

Facing the murderous Bu Youxue.

Fan Lin had no time to play with her. He frowned, turned slightly sideways, and chopped down with his knife.

“Ah, wow, wow—!”

“It hurts so much~”

Break in a second.

Bu Youxue immediately returned to her normal expression and was no longer gloomy. She hugged her head and started crying loudly.

"Asshole, bastard!"

"You raped me! You stole my bread! And you hit me!"

"Are you a human being?"

"Cut you to death, chop you to death!"

Bu Youxue covered her red forehead and swung her knife with a wronged look.

However, with her limited skills, Fan Lin grabbed her wrist without any effort: "Shh!"

"I don't have time to mess around with you. Just listen to me."

Two fingers were stuffed into her mouth like fingering a fish's gills. Bu Youxue looked at the pistol against her neck, her eyes suddenly cleared, and she nodded cautiously.

"What's the range of your shielding device?"

"Huh? About... a radius of three or four meters?"

“Is there a quantity limit?”

"No...no, it's just that we need to specify a target."

Fan Lin nodded thoughtfully.