Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

48 47, Criminal Police Captain, Bai Feng’._i

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“Fuck! It’s a corpse!”

No one knew who shouted first, but the crowd on the bank became instantly chaotic.

“Awesome!”

“What are you spacing out for, call the police, will ya?

“I’ve always heard you could fish out corpses from the river, but this is my first time seeing it in real life!”

“Damn it, 1 ate fish from this river just yesterday!”

More and more people gathered, many of them taking out their phones to start recording videos.

“Er… cough cough…”

Lin Mo, experiencing a corpse up close for the first time, felt a wave of nausea rushing to his guts right after the initial shock, almost making him throw up.

The corpse, having been soaked in the lake water for a long time, had pale, swollen skin that was wrinkling and sloughing off in sheaths, made all the more disgusting by the fish bites that had torn wounds into the flesh.

Chen Shanhes bodyguards were also frowning deeply, eyeing the corpse by the river.

The crew-cut man who had exerted effort to pull out the corpse asked in a lowered voice, “Elder Chen, what should we do?”

“Call the police, disperse the crowd, and don’t let them disturb the scene,” Chen Shanhe was undoubtedly the calmest person there. After arranging for his men to call the police, he slowly walked up to Lin Mo, “Young man, are you alright?”

Alright?

What a joke!

Lin Mo felt the self-heated meal he had just eaten climbing up his throat, ready to spill out at any moment.

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Disgusting!

He was probably going to have nightmares tonight!

But faced with Chen Shanhe s inquiry, he only covered his mouth and shook his head without speaking.

Chen Shanhe didn’t say much more, commanding his bodyguards to maintain the scene, then waited in silence for the police to arrive.

Woo… woo…. woo

The police in Rakshasa City were quite efficient; in less than ten minutes, several police cars with blaring sirens had arrived at the riverbank.

The car doors opened, and a dozen or so officers rushed out, quickly starting to cordon off the scene in an orderly manner.

There were also two forensic experts in white coats and masks who went straight to the corpse, beginning to take photos to secure the evidence.

The lead police officer was a middle-aged man in a white shirt.

He first came to Chen Shanhe’s side, saluted, and then said, “Elder Chen, you’re here as well.”

Chen Shanhe was a well-known figure in Rakshasa City for many years, having done a lot of charity work, and thus Bai Feng also recognized him.

Chen Shanhe sized up the man before him and after thinking for a moment said, “Oh, Bai Feng, I remember you, Rakshasa City’s top ten outstanding criminal police officers of 2019.”

“important matters first, 1 won’t take up more of your time. The body was discovered by that young man, you can ask him if you have any questions.”

Facing the direction Chen Shanhe pointed, Bai Feng’s brow furrowed unconsciously.

It wasn’t that he recognized Lin Mo, but rather that the jacket he was wearing looked very familiar.

He had one just like it.

A police officer’s intuition is very sharp, but clothes matching is a common occurrence. Bai Feng didn’t take it too seriously and turned to walk up to Lin Mo, asking, “Are you the one who found the body?”

Lin Mo looked up, and before he could say anything, he felt the person in the white uniform before him looked incredibly familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

After carefully thinking it over, it suddenly dawned on him!

That’s right, he had seen his picture at Zhang Guilin’s house half a day ago.

Should he say hello?

Lin Mo thought it over and decided better not,

The situation was complicated enough as it was, and telling the officer that he had escorted his mother home half a day ago would only invite unnecessary trouble.

With that thought, Lin Mo spoke up, “That’s right, officer, 1 was the one who found it. I was just here trying to catch some fish and never expected to catch a

body.”

Bai Feng nodded and turned to a female officer beside him, instructing, “Please take this gentleman back to the station for a statement.”

The female officer beside him looked at Lin Mo and asked, “How should I address you?”

“Just call me Lin Mo.” Lin Mo had never been to a police station before and didn’t know how long it would take to give a statement. He tentatively asked, “Could 1 ask how many hours it will take to make a statement?

“My child is still in primary school and gets out at six-thirty. If 1 can’t make it to pick him up, 1 need to let my wife know.”

“You can’t contact anyone until you have finished giving your statement,” the policewoman politely declined his request, then added, “But making a statement will be quick. It won’t delay you from picking up your child.”

Lin Mo seldom interacted with police and didn’t know whether the policewoman was right or not, but since she said so, he had no choice but to comply.

Catching a body on his first fishing trip had left his mind in complete disarray.

[The record content above (I have read in detail or listened carefully to the public notary’s reading), all the content of the record originates from my oral statement, and is accurate and correct. 1 am willing to take all legal responsibility for any falsehoods. At the same time, 1 have fully understood and am clear about the information notified by the notary.]

[Signatory: Lin Mo.]

Since it was a major case involving a death, the documentation was extremely detailed.

By the time Lin Mo had copied down the content above and left the police station, it was already past 2 PM.

About an hour and a half had passed since he found the body.

Fortunately, among the unfortunate,

when Lin Mo left the police station, he happened to encounter officers who were heading to the scene to conduct an investigation. They gave him a lift, saving him nearly two hundred yuan in cab fare.

The atmosphere inside the police car was somewhat oppressive, and nobody was in the mood for chatting.

Lin Mo gazed out the window at the roads flashing by, with the image of the body he had just seen still dominating his mind.

After about half an hour,

the police car stopped at Mingyuan Lake. As Lin Mo got out, he noticed that the lakeside had already been cordoned off by police tape. Although there were still onlookers, there were hardly any people left fishing.

Chen Shanhe had left as well.

Although the Intelligence System indicated he would be fishing until 4 PM, clearly that was not set in stone.

Lin Mo had lost his will to fish and, after packing up his things, rode his electric scooter away from Mingyuan Lake.

As he roamed through the streets aimlessly on his electric scooter, Lin Mo pondered his plans for the future.

Although there had been an unexpected incident today, he had almost finished everything that needed to be done.

Meeting Zhang Guilin, snagging antiques at a bargain, contacting Chen Shanhe…

Even though he didn’t make the 200,000-yuan profit margin, earning peace of mind and a generous red envelope surely made it all worth it.

“There are still two or three hours until my daughter gets out of school. In the meantime, I’ll look for some opportunities to make money.”

“I’ve been talking about starting a small business with my wife all this time, and it’s no good not having a clear idea.”

With this thought, Lin Mo parked his electric scooter in a commercial district closest to Future Star Primary School and began wandering the streets on foot.

The most common shops on the street were convenience stores.

Although this kind of business required a large investment and took a long time to break even, it was stable. As long as the location wasn’t too bad, it usually wouldn’t result in a loss.

“What I need to do should revolve around the Intelligence System, a business that can give me access to profitable information.”

“A convenience store definitely won’t work. The clientele is too diverse, and so would be the information, which wouldn’t benefit future development.

As he walked,

Lin Mo stopped in front of an elegantly decorated office building.

He took two steps back, tilted his head upward, and scrutinized the sign on the building, which read in sweeping calligraphy, “Xinsheng (Rakshasa City) Financial Investment Co., Ltd.”

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