Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 139 Enforcement Power

Even the wisest person can make a mistake, and even the most foolish person can have a stroke of genius.

Jin Ping'an has finally had a moment of glory.

He started using his phone's map app to search for all the suburban rentals that didn't have kitchens.

The messenger silently and repeatedly looked at the sketch in his hand.

Do you have any sketches of the view outside the window?

After looking at the few sketches in his hand, the messenger made a new request to Jin Ping'an: "Or a sketch about a window."

Jin Ping'an was busy checking rental listings at the moment, and casually replied, "Outside the window? There's a tall building outside the window that almost completely blocks the view; you can't see anything."

"Draw it."

The messenger said, "It would be best to draw the angle of the sunlight as well."

Jin Ping'an glanced at him in surprise, then picked up the sketchbook again.

Although it was unclear what the messenger wanted to do, a quick sketch wouldn't take long, and besides, the view outside the window was just one wall, making it very easy to draw.

In less than a minute, a simple sketch appeared in the messenger's hands.

Jin Ping'an may be simple-minded, but his time with the messenger over the past few hours has made him realize that this person never does anything useless.

If you do it, you can only say that you didn't understand it.

Jin Ping'an put down his phone and leaned closer: "Have you discovered any new clues?"

The messenger ignored him, instead placing his sketch of the sunlight outside the window on the steering wheel, and then holding a sheet of drawing paper in each hand.

One is a sketch of a desk, and the other is a sketch of a wall and a digital clock.

As the saying goes, when God closes a door, he opens a window.

When God created Kim Heong-il, it was as if He added all of Kim's intelligence to his talent for painting.

The two black and white sketches look exactly like real photographs, with even the smallest details of shadows depicted in great detail.

It's hard to imagine that these paintings, which are enough to bring art students to tears during their art exams, were created by a simpleton in just a few minutes.

The messenger compared the options for a while and said, "Check the rental rooms converted from dormitory buildings; they must be on the fourth floor or higher."

Jin Ping'an didn't ask why, and just did as instructed.

He knew the messenger would explain the reasons to him.

"The time depicted in the painting is dim and yellowish. Based on the specific time and the angle of the sunlight, we can roughly determine the orientation of the building and the floor where the tattooed man lives."

The messenger explained the paintings while comparing them with other works.

"The building faces northeast, and the tattooed man is probably on the fourth floor."

The room was old and the interior space was not large. There were symmetrical dents on both walls, and there were still remnants of wallpaper and paint that had not been completely removed between the dents.

Judging from the wall plaster piled up in the corner, this wallpaper was probably to prevent white powder from the wall from falling onto the bed.

"These rooms are very likely student or staff dormitories that have been converted into single-person apartments for some reason. It should be easier to investigate if we follow this direction."

"In addition, tattooed men usually choose temporary accommodations where the rent is not too expensive, and they try to get the lowest possible price."

"Roger that!"

Jin Ping'an responded excitedly and added the search terms.

Soon, a large number of single-room apartment advertisements were filtered out, leaving only two rental listings.

One is a converted building in an abandoned industrial park, and the other is a single-person apartment building in the suburbs.

Jin Pingan searched carefully on the map and finally found a beef noodle soup restaurant near the industrial park through a food delivery app.

Jin Ping'an practically shoved the phone into the messenger's face: "It's here!"

He pulled up the information about the industrial park: "This used to be a garment factory, but it went bankrupt due to poor management. The original employee dormitories were converted into rental housing, and the layout of the buildings and rooms is basically the same!"

Jin Ping'an urged the messenger to act quickly: "He just bought medicine yesterday, he'll definitely make a move soon! We have to catch him fast, otherwise there will be more victims!"

The messenger nodded, started the car, and drove towards the outskirts of Jiuhua City.

But as they walked, Jin Ping'an realized that this was not the way to the industrial park at all: "Aren't we going to arrest them?"

In response to Jin Ping'an's doubts, the messenger said, "As for arresting people, you should find a trustworthy police officer yourself. I don't have law enforcement authority and can't interfere."

Jin Ping'an asked in astonishment, "Wait, you have a gun, so why don't you have law enforcement authority?"

This brings us to the issue of the bounty hunter system.

Bounty hunters have an internal reputation system, with a maximum reputation score of 100.

Those who score above 80 and make significant contributions to society are eligible to apply for a gun license.

You can choose to use a public gun for free or buy a gun through legal channels.

These bounty hunters are almost equivalent to half of the police force with official positions; they have roughly the same powers and duties as police officers.

Even the Asian Union's security committee provides these people with a certain amount of subsidies every month.

Of course, even among bounty hunters, there are those with lower credibility.

They usually do things for money, and they hide the evidence of crimes very well. They either participate in illegal activities directly or indirectly and profit from them.

However, they occasionally provide the police with crucial information and evidence about criminals.

They are neither entirely aligned with the underworld nor entirely with the police; they exist in a gray area, straddling the line between good and evil.

These people are acting purely for money; their reason for registering as bounty hunters is simply to make it easier to collect bounties.

People like this have no law enforcement power.

There is another type of person whose credit score is consistently below ten.

These can no longer be called bounty hunters; they are practically half-wanted criminals.

Information on such individuals could be expedited from the bounty hunter website to the police's wanted list at any time.

Most of these people are bounty hunters with low credibility who have been exposed and labeled as criminals.

So why not just disqualify bounty hunters with extremely low reputation?

The situation is quite complex, as they are sometimes indispensable.

Besides the undercover agents, a lot of intelligence has to be obtained by this group of people, and when necessary, someone also needs to step up and play the bad cop.

As for the explanation for this, all I can say is that those who know, know.

The messenger drove at a leisurely pace: "Having a gun doesn't mean you have law enforcement authority. When you asked me to log into the Bounty Hunter website, didn't you check my reputation?"

"This one……"

Jin Ping'an only glanced at the resume briefly, and when he saw that the resume section was blank, he immediately logged out.

The messenger was introduced by Ai Liang. The introduction from an acquaintance gave him a natural sense of trust in the messenger. In addition, since the two had just met, he felt embarrassed to stare at the messenger's messages for too long.

"I think I asked you to check my information back then. If you didn't finish looking at it, go look at it now."

Jin Ping'an nodded, logged back into the bounty hunter website, and retrieved the messenger's information based on the previous query records.

He clicked on the details, skipped the resume section, and continued scrolling down.

When he flipped to the reputation section and saw the official evaluation below, the bright red font made Jin Ping'an's pupils shrink.

Bounty hunter codename: Messenger.

Reputation level: 1
Official assessment: Extremely dangerous.

"Extremely...dangerous?"

Jin Ping'an's heart began to pound. As a consultant for the criminal investigation team, he knew all too well what this level of credibility and the bold red comments meant.

(End of this chapter)