Chapter 88: Courting Men

"Let's take this back and extract all the fingerprints," Cheng Fei said as he crouched down, pulling gloves and an evidence bag from his pocket and collecting the white strap used to bundle the money.

Then the two of them returned to the Criminal Investigation Division.

"Has Deputy Cai and He Zhen returned yet?" As soon as they entered, Cheng Fei looked at Lin Hui and asked.

"Not yet," Lin Hui replied.

Cheng Fei turned away and pulled out his phone to call the two.

Fang Wenxuan took the evidence they brought back and delivered it to Zheng Qiaoshan in the forensic department.

"Here, have a glass of water. Your lips are dry—have you not had anything to drink all day?" Lin Hui said, noticing.

It was well known that each time the Rainbow Bridge opened, a hundred people could enter the upper realm.

Watching his figure disappear from sight, Su Jin sat in the chair, staring at the table full of items. Her heart was touched and softened, aching slightly.

Tang Mu wasn't unwilling to answer, but he didn't want to steal the spotlight. He no longer needed to seek exposure this way, so he let the actors take their chance.

He had always thought that the feud between the two great families would be impossible to resolve, yet now it had vanished so easily.

All around, pink hundred-yuan bills fluttered like peach blossoms in spring, swirling everywhere.

"Congratulations, you two have succeeded in the challenge. Is there anything you'd like to say?" the host asked, knowing that it was their first time participating and they must have some insights.

Since the 1980s, the United States had dominated sprinting, but after entering the twenty-first century, Jamaican sprinters rose rapidly. In just a few years, they matched the Americans, creating a rivalry between two powers.

"Let go of me, you bastard!" The disciple struggled desperately, but couldn't break free from Su Bai's grip.

Young athletes are like uncut jade, needing a solid foundation at this stage. Daily repetition of fundamental training is their routine.

Lin'er didn't care what it looked like, but she understood one thing clearly: "Shattering the musical instrument cannot bring the dead back to life," and that could never be allowed.

Ye Shuiyue had asked about the Fountain of Youth, but Qin Moyu, still angry at the time and intending to extort Ye Shuiyue, insisted he would only reveal the secret if she traded a supernatural technique—otherwise, he would tell her nothing.

Yang Ming, though facing away from Tang Ning, observed the three's every move. When Tang Ning mentioned a two-million annual salary, the calm man beside him frowned, opened his eyes, and glared at Yang Ming.

Jin Chen held Huo Linxue tightly, never expecting that his selfishness would ultimately cause her tragedy.

The tide pushes many shellfish onto the shore; pearl collectors gather them before the next tide arrives, then soak them in fresh water in tents on the beach. The shellfish produce pearls in the fresh water.

Smile-at-the-Clouds, wearing a mysterious smile, said, "His combat strength surpasses mine." Hearing this, the other eight showed different expressions and thoughts.

Limited supply is not frightening; even after restriction, there's enough for adventurers' daily needs. Besides, weapon shops also sell ores.

He made no unnecessary moves, just walked slowly toward Xu Mo. Seeing him approach, Xu Mo retreated in panic—a mighty figure capable of imprisoning third-step cultivators, how could he not inspire fear?

After probing with spiritual sense, Ji Chen Di fixed his gaze on Xu Mo and growled softly.

Thinking of the trouble he might face later, Yang Ming regretted holding back earlier. People who would become trouble in the future—better to kill them now, after all, it's not a big deal.

One’s position demands an appropriate demeanor and way of thinking; Qin Yuan realized this just tonight.