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Chapter 241 The First Day of Class

The police have completed their surveillance and informant deployment.

Ai Liang began preparing the items she would need to go out the next night.

Ai Liang didn't expect the sea hare to provide much information.

The only reason to find him was because, given the messenger's personality, he would definitely prioritize such an informant.

Moreover, given the abilities of the sea hare, it would have no problem assisting the police in normal times.

But when it comes to cases involving himself, it's beyond the reach of an informant of his caliber to get involved.

As you can tell from the deposit, a prepayment of five thousand yuan is a very low consultation fee.

He himself knew that he probably wouldn't be able to get any useful information.

In the intelligence brokerage business, it's a matter of being guided in by a master, but the sentencing depends on the individual's profession.

The more capable someone is, the higher the price they demand, and the heavier the sentence they receive.

If it's just a regular intelligence broker, the kind who occasionally works part-time as a private investigator.

Monthly income typically starts at five figures, caps at six figures, and rarely reaches seven figures.

These people usually only test the limits of the law and occasionally use some illegal means.

Such methods include installing pinhole cameras; using data decoders to crack access cards for residential communities and hotels; and unauthorizedly hacking into other people's mobile phones to implant backdoors.

Even if you get caught, the only thing that matters is that you didn't steal anything.

At most, it'll just be a privacy violation; someone will bail him out, and he might not even have to spend time in a detention center.

The above describes ordinary intelligence brokers, whose behavior is relatively restrained.

But those intelligence brokers whose monthly income consistently remains in the seven figures or above.

They weren't exactly teetering on the edge of jail.

At most, he'd just swing a sledgehammer and smash down the prison and police gates, then stand on the roof of the city hall and urinate down on the judge.

These people know that focusing solely on intelligence is too narrow a scope.

No matter how strong your individual abilities are, you can't compete with those who build platforms and monopolies.

So they began to expand their influence and develop a second industry in addition to intelligence.

This secondary industry includes, but is not limited to, operating money laundering teams; providing transportation channels and downstream markets for drug trafficking groups; stealing information from government agencies and internal groups; and organizing subordinates for security hiring.

The once simple intelligence community gradually split into two factions.

One faction consists of Muslims who focus solely on intelligence gathering, cultivate influence through personal connections, and adhere to a classical approach of neutrality and non-alignment.

They rely on their own abilities to sell all kinds of information, always hiding in the shadows, and are never in any danger to their lives.

Another group is like Song Jie, who tries to control both intelligence and military power, gradually developing into a modernist figure who is becoming an underground godfather.

His organization was even divided into various subordinate departments, each with its own responsibilities.

He really figured out the company's system.

The founder of Song Jie's school once said...

The entire city is my territory. Getting any information I need is a piece of cake.
To be honest, this is no longer an intelligence broker; he's completely aiming for the position of head of an underground organization.

But everyone agreed that the Director's opinion was brilliant.

Because at that time, the founder of the sect was already a powerful and influential underworld figure.

Anyone who dares to utter a single word of dissent will likely be turned into a cement pillar and thrown into the river the next day.

However, the two factions do have something in common.

As mentioned before, those with incomes exceeding seven figures are all talents with at least twenty years of experience.

For example, is Mussi a good person?

He's a good person, but only to a limited extent; he can only be a little bit good.

He barely managed to be considered a "good person."

If the police really arrest him, he'll face life imprisonment.

The reason he wasn't sentenced to death is because he still has some conscience.

Otherwise, why do you think this guy has been hiding in the shadows and refusing to show himself?
Tomorrow night, Ai Liang will contact Song Jie directly through her own channels.

Make him list out everyone the deceased had been in contact with that night, and then check each one in person.

This is not only the fastest and most effective solution, but also the safest.

They completely avoided contact with the police.

It should be noted that Gao Bin and his two colleagues from the Countermeasures Bureau are still in Chika City.

If you don't want to be discovered, it's best to keep a low profile.

As for whether Song Jie will agree to Ai Liang's request.

There are only two situations.

Either Ai Liang pays, or Song Jie agrees to the deal and obediently goes to collect intelligence.

Either Song Jie gets a severe beating, and then obediently goes to do his job.

Ai Liang is being reasonable. What does this have to do with me, the throat-slitting maniac?

Compared to the unfortunate souls in Nevada, suffering only a minor physical pain is incredibly fortunate.

Many people want to get beaten up, but they don't even have the chance yet.

Sometimes it seems like there are two choices, but in reality there is only one.

You have no choice.

After working for about half an hour, everything was ready.

Ai Liang put all the things she would need for tomorrow into a hidden compartment in the wardrobe.

Then I took a quick shower, went back to my room, lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and prepared to rest.

Ai Liang no longer needs to sleep to give her brain a full rest.

Even if I don't sleep for months, I won't feel tired at all.

From a physiological perspective, all human behaviors and emotions are influenced by various hormones secreted by the body.

Whether Ai Liang's body can even be considered human is still debatable.

But he still tried his best to retain his human habits.

It strives to simulate the way a normal human body functions.

This should be considered a kind of persistence.

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The next day, Ai Liang got up and ate breakfast at a noodle shop outside.

He doesn't cook for himself every morning.

I only make breakfast occasionally on a whim.

In most cases, Ai Liang would find a regular restaurant to eat at during the morning hours when there were fewer people.

For example, in Nevada, there's the steamed bun shop he's been eating at since he was a child.

Today is the first day of classes.

When Ai Liang woke up in the morning and opened her phone, she saw the class schedule posted by the class monitor in the class group.

However, he skipped the first morning self-study session after the start of the semester.

Ye Qing also dropped out.

She should have finished breakfast by now and be getting ready to go downstairs.

With just two minutes left before the bus arrived at the stop, it was about to pull into the station.

Ye Qing then hurriedly ran over from a distance, tossing her flowing waist-length hair.

After boarding the bus, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew, that was close! I was busy washing the dishes, otherwise I would have been late."

"You can keep the bowl and wash it when you get home from school tonight."

Ai Liang casually mentioned it.

Ye Qing shook her head vigorously: "No, no, no, I still have to cook dinner when I get home tonight. I'll wash the dishes first and then cook. I'll be late if I work at the supermarket."

Ai Liang shrugged and didn't say anything.

He walked to the back of the bus and found an empty seat.

Ye Qing followed behind him and sat down on the other side of the aisle: "But it's really strange that you would eat out in the morning."

"I just wanted to try some cooking, so I got up to make breakfast."

Ai Liang explained, "Cooking is just a hobby. I'm not so obsessed that I have to cook every single meal myself."

While holding the hair tie in her hand to tie her ponytail, Ye Qing said, "Well, that's true. But the impression you gave people at first was that you were the kind of person who would buy high-gluten flour and make the buns yourself just to eat a steamed bun."

Ai Liang glanced at this kitchen idiot.

"High-gluten flour is usually used to make steamed buns, while medium-gluten flour is used to make dumplings."

"Huh? You actually made steamed buns yourself?"

This time, it was Ye Qing's turn to be stunned.

She was just giving an example casually, but Ai Liang actually did it?

Why is your focus always so strange?
Ai Liang propped herself up on her arms and looked out the window: "In Nevada, I often go to a steamed bun shop for breakfast. The owner there told me about it. Besides, high-gluten flour is used to make steamed buns. That should be common knowledge, right?"

Ye Qing laughed awkwardly: "Hahaha... aren't steamed buns and dumplings pretty much the same? It's just that dumplings have more filling."

Ai Liang was too lazy to say anything more.

Anyway, she wouldn't understand even if I explained it to her.

At Qianhua Experimental Middle School, only the top-performing classes have morning and evening self-study sessions; the other classes only need to attend regular classes.

The other schools nearby are similar.

So this happens right at the peak of the school commute.

As more and more students boarded the bus, Ye Qing decisively moved to sit next to Ai Liang.

This move drew disappointed looks from many people.

This directly dispelled many people's ulterior motives.

Among them were boys who wanted to sit in the empty seat next to Ye Qing, and girls who wanted Ai Liang's contact information.

There are also those who are the opposite.

After all, most of the students taking this bus at this time of day are from nearby schools.

Meanwhile, the teaching policies of No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School, which are near Qianhua Experimental Middle School, seem to be subtly shifting towards those of Experimental Middle School.

Without the pressure of academic studies, students with free time naturally become more active.

In addition, the atmosphere in Chika City is already very open.

It's perfectly normal to want to have relationships with men and women.

Not long after, the bus arrived at the station.

Ai Liang and Ye Qing got off the bus near the Experimental Middle School, but none of the other students got off with them.

This saves a lot of trouble.

We attend the same school and take the same bus to school every day.

And this is all under the premise that the other party is a handsome guy (beautiful girl) or a popular figure on campus.

Over time, people will develop unusual feelings.

Some people may even fall into delusion, believing that they are very familiar with the other party.

Mentioning that person when chatting with friends might even give you a sense of superiority.

It's not impossible that it could eventually escalate into harassment of the person involved.

It's really annoying.

Ai Liang encountered a girl like that when she first entered junior high school.

She is a resident of the neighborhood near the steamed bun shop.

After a chance encounter with Ai Liang while waiting for the bus, she started taking the same bus with Ai Liang every time.

They boarded the bus at the same time, got off at the same time, and entered the school gate at the same time.

When asked by classmates, she would always blush and deliberately avoid the question to prevent misunderstandings.

After the rumors had been circulating for a while, she mustered up the courage to talk to Ai Liang at the bus stop.

Then I was completely overwhelmed by a barrage of questions: "Who are you?", "Have we met at school?", and "Sorry, I didn't notice."

In her eyes, going to and from school together every day was a secret between the two of them, and a very romantic thing.

Perhaps Ai Liang has noticed her too, and perhaps their relationship could progress further.

But in Ai Liang's eyes, she was just going to and from school normally.

As long as there's no hostility, he doesn't care who frequently rides the same bus as him.

Just like ordinary people wouldn't pay attention to pebbles on the roadside.

If this can be called fate.

Does that mean Ai Liang and the bus driver have an even deeper connection?
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Ai Liang and Ye Qing arrived at the classroom door just in time.

It's 7:25 now, and I just finished my morning self-study session not long ago.

Logically speaking, at this time, many people should be eating or have just returned from breakfast.

However, most of the students were still in Class A's classroom, which didn't look like they had just finished their morning self-study session.

Upon entering the classroom, a rich aroma of milk and coffee immediately hit me.

Combined with the empty storage cabinet under the water dispenser.

not difficult to see.

Many people choose to make themselves a cup of milk or coffee and eat a piece of bread for breakfast, without going to the cafeteria at all.

I really don't know what kind of spell Yu Xin cast on them during last night's class meeting.

Ai Liang guessed that the first class was probably meant to continue using harsh words to warn the other students.

The second lesson was a rewarding one, focusing on the various benefits and plans for the elite class.

This morning, Ai Liang was looking at the class schedule in the group chat.

I caught them discussing the multi-city joint exam and the class trip after the exam.

The general idea is that in early November, all students in the top-performing classes will go to other cities to participate in a joint entrance examination for multiple schools.

After the joint entrance examination, the teachers will lead them on a three-day, two-night sightseeing tour of the area.

If the joint exam results are excellent, the school will award another prize.

After all, students are children. If you keep putting too much pressure on them, sooner or later some of them will not be able to handle the pressure and will develop psychological problems.

However, Ai Liang was not interested in this at all, and even felt somewhat resistant to it.

If you want to ask why...

Because the joint entrance exam was held in Nevada.

When Ai Liang saw the exam location in the morning, she was completely devastated.

That is to say, after the joint entrance examination.

He wanted to take a three-day, two-night trip to his hometown, a place he had finally managed to escape, a place he knew intimately, a place where everyone knew exactly where he had died.

Qin Shi Huang buying tickets to tour the Epang Palace is an example of this.

Ai Liang's time living in Qianhua City was not very pleasant to begin with.

And then the school pulled this stunt on him.

It's like Bulbasaur going to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse to eat Doritos.

Although Qianhua City is better than Neva City, Ai Liang has basically never encountered anything good.

The school organized a trip, which was a cause for celebration, but the destination was Nevada.

The former is like a hen crowing; it's rare, but barely acceptable.

The city itself is fine; it's just that the current living experience is slightly poor.

The latter is like asking a rooster to lay an egg—it's unreasonable.

The school's intentions were good, but from a tourist destination perspective, Ai Liang thought it was absolutely terrible.

It feels like first eating a piece of chocolate that tastes like poop, then eating a bite of chocolate that tastes like poop...

Ai Liang sat down in her seat.

Today, he didn't take out his novel from his desk as usual.

Instead, he put on Bluetooth headphones and rested his head on the table with his elbows.

In less than half an hour, I will begin my first class of high school.

With such a short time, it's impossible to get into the reading experience.

(End of this chapter)