Solving the case: Combining the police dog's olfactory genes at the beginning

"Buying so much stuff again, that's too extravagant!"

Chen Xuanran carried the child over.

"They're all for Shilin—a few seasonal clothes and some small toys. By the way, where's Xu Xian?"

"He just got back and went downstairs to buy beer again."

Bai Susu wiped her hands.

"Please have a seat. I have two more dishes to make, they'll be ready soon. There's fruit on the coffee table, please help yourselves."

Luo Fei had already picked up an apple and started eating it without any hesitation.

"No rush, no rush, take your time."

Bai Susu smiled, shook her head, and turned back to the kitchen.

Soon after, the sounds of spatulas clattering and oil sizzling filled the air again.

"Let me hold the child."

Luo Fei suddenly reached out his hand to Chen Xuanran.

Chen Xuanran looked at him suspiciously.

"Do you know how to hold the baby? Don't drop him."

"Looking down on me?"

Luo Fei raised an eyebrow.

"I've held more children than you've ever seen."

Chen Xuanran pursed his lips and handed Xu Shilin over.

"Hands supporting your neck, yes, just like that."

Luo Fei took the child, his movements surprisingly gentle.

He looked down and carefully examined Xu Shilin's small face.

"This kid is looking more and more like his mother."

"Really? I think his eyes look like Xu Xian's."

Chen Xuanran leaned over to take a look.

Bai Susu's voice came from the kitchen.

Who do you think Shih-lin resembles?

Luo Fei's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"Anyway, he doesn't look like Xu Xian. Su Su, is there something you need to confess?"

"Luo Fei!"

Chen Xuanran punched him on the shoulder.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Just then, the sound of the door lock turning rang out, and Xu Xian walked in carrying a plastic bag of beer.

He saw the two people in the living room, paused for a moment, and then laughed.

"Oh, what a rare guest! No wonder my eyelids have been twitching all day."

"Xu Xian!"

Chen Xuanran greeted him.

Xu Xian placed the beer on the table and walked over to look at the son in Luo Fei's arms.

"Talking bad about me behind my back again?"

Luo Fei looked completely innocent.

"I complimented your son on his good looks, but he doesn't look much like you."

Xu Xian smiled nonchalantly.

"What, worried I'll be cheated on?"

"Xu Xian!"

This time, Bai Susu peeked out from the kitchen, her face flushed.

Xu Xian walked over, put his arm around his wife's shoulder, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Just kidding, my son is 100% my child."

He turned to Luo Fei.

"Life is not easy, but Susu and I are both trying. My mother went back to her hometown to take care of some things, and we are both quite busy with work, but we can still manage."

Luo Fei's expression suddenly turned serious.

"Don't hesitate to ask if you need any help, including money."

"Need not."

Xu Xian waved his hand, interrupting him.

"We can do it. Besides, you should save your salary for getting married."

Chen Xuanran chuckled to herself, while Luo Fei glared at her.

"Come on, Fei-ge, have a smoke on the balcony."

Xu Xian took out a cigarette case from his pocket and winked at Luo Fei.

Luo Fei understood and returned the child to Chen Xuanran.

"Hold on tight, I'll be right back."

Smoke less!

Chen Xuanran gave instructions while teasing Xu Shilin in his arms.

On the balcony, Xu Xian handed Luo Fei a cigarette, and after they lit it, they were silent for a moment.

"Brother Fei."

Xu Xian finally spoke, his voice low and deep.

"Can you really read minds?"

Luo Fei exhaled a smoke ring, seemingly lost in thought.

"Do you hope it's true or false?"

Xu Xian smiled bitterly.

"I do not know either."

Silence descended once more.

Luo Fei suddenly reached out and patted Xu Xian on the shoulder.

"Actually, I already knew that."

Xu Xian's body visibly stiffened for a moment.

"what do you know?"

"Your secret."

Luo Fei looked directly into Xu Xian's eyes.

“I guessed it the first time you came to me for help.”

Xu Xian almost dropped his cigarette.

"Then why?"

"The law is not without human sentiment."

Luo Fei interrupted him, his voice soft yet unusually firm.

"Some people's deaths are not entirely one person's fault."

Xu Xian's eyes suddenly reddened, and he took a deep drag on his cigarette, trying to calm himself down.

"Aren't you going to arrest me?"

"Catch you?"

Luo Fei scoffed.

"If I wanted to arrest you, would I have waited until now?"

"I just hope you can take good care of Shih-lin as he grows up and be a good father."

Xu Xian's tears finally fell.

"Brother Fei."

"Alright, why are you crying, you grown men?"

Luo Fei patted him on the back again.

"Remember, I will always be your brother."

Xu Xian nodded vigorously and wiped away his tears.

"Thank you."

The two finished their cigarettes in silence and were about to go back inside when Xu Xian suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Teacher Qin is turning 70 soon. Everyone in the class group is talking about it, and a lot of students will be going."

Luo Fei was taken aback.

"Really? I haven't checked the group messages in a long time."

"are you going?"

Xu Xian asked.

"Of course."

Luo Fei did not hesitate.

"Teacher Qin has been incredibly kind to me. If it weren't for him, I probably would have dropped out of high school long ago."

Xu Xian smiled.

"I remember his granddaughter had a crush on you."

Luo Fei smiled too.

"Don't even mention it. I used that to threaten Teacher Qin back then."

His expression softened.

"He was the best teacher I've ever met. He was kind and approachable, and he even helped me with my tuition."

"Yes.

Xu Xian nodded.

"Back then, we were a bunch of mischievous kids, but Teacher Qin never gave up on us."

The two exchanged a smile, then pushed open the door and returned to the lively living room.

……

At the entrance of the Dream Canyon Club.

"You've memorized all of Scarface's information?"

The passenger in the front seat handed him some chewing gum.

"This person is more cautious than we thought."

Luo Fei took the mint and popped it into his mouth, the cool sensation rushing to his temples.

He glanced at Zeng Jian, who was adjusting the listening equipment in the back seat, and Chen Xuanran, who was pretending to play on his phone, and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"Remember, I am now Li Shun from Caiyun. You are the middlemen I introduced to Scarface."

Chen Xuanran tucked her long hair behind her ear, revealing her delicate profile.

Today she was wearing a tight black dress and ten-centimeter stilettos, with even her toenails painted dark red, perfectly fitting the persona of a drug lord's mistress.

Luo Fei's gaze lingered on her for half a second, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"Especially you, don't give yourself away."

"Don't worry, I've done much harder ones."

Chen Xuanran curled her red lips and suddenly reached out to put her hand on Luo Fei's shoulder, her warm breath brushing against his ear.

"Right, honey?"

The scent of perfume mixed with body heat wafted over, and Luo Fei's muscles tensed instantly.

Three months ago, during a combat class at the police academy, this woman took him down with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Zeng Jian coughed, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Scarface's car is here." Three black Land Rovers arrogantly blocked the entrance to the clubhouse.

The first to jump out were two tattooed youths. After cautiously looking around, they opened the door of the middle car.

A shiny crocodile leather shoe stepped into the puddle, splashing water that soaked the cuffs of the trousers.

"That's Scarface."

Zhou Xuan's voice was strained.

The man who got out of the car was even more imposing than in the photo.

He was wearing a flashy silk shirt with a gold chain as thick as a little finger showing at the collar, and his right leg was noticeably lame when he walked.

"Boss Zeng!"

Scarface opened his arms.

"This is a great location!"

Zeng Jianli immediately put on a fawning smile and went to greet him.

"Brother Scarface, you've honored me with your presence! This is Mr. Li from Caiyun."

He stepped aside to let Luo Fei pass, and secretly gave him a wink.

Luo Fei didn't rush forward, but instead slowly adjusted his cufflinks.

This action makes it clear that in the jungle law of drug dealers, Scarface is often eager to please his underlings.

"I've admired you for a long time."

Luo Fei finally reached out.

Scarface's gaze lingered on the watch for two seconds before suddenly shifting to Chen Xuanran behind him.

"Who is this?"

"wife."

Luo Fei subtly shifted half a step to the side, blocking Scarface's sticky gaze.

Chen Xuanran obligingly took his arm, her nails almost digging into the fabric of his suit.

Scarface grinned, revealing two gold teeth.

"Bringing your wife along to discuss business? Mr. Li, you have quite the refined taste!"

His henchmen behind him let out a lewd, boisterous laugh.

Zhou Xuan quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Scarface, the private rooms are all arranged. Would you like to go first?"

"No hurries?"

Scarface suddenly frowned, and the scar on his face writhed like a live centipede as his expression changed.

"I've traveled for three hours, shouldn't I check the goods first?"

He glanced meaningfully at the club's entrance, where two rows of scantily clad hostesses stood.

Zeng Jian's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Of course, of course, all the girls are waiting! They all have model figures!"

Scarface snorted with satisfaction and swaggered inside with his henchmen. He suddenly lowered his voice as he passed Luo Fei.

"Mr. Li, would you like to talk to me privately later?"

Luo Fei felt Chen Xuanran's fingers suddenly tighten.

He nodded without changing his expression.

"Right on my mind."

The lobby was filled with the smell of cheap incense and alcohol.

Scarface was like a wild beast patrolling its territory, his stubby fingers occasionally pinching the waist and hips of passing ladies.

The club manager was bowing and scraping as he introduced the various "special services," but Scarface suddenly stopped in front of the spiral staircase.

"You guys play first."

He waved to his underlings and turned to stare at Luo Fei.

"Shall we have a talk?"

Zhou Xuan and Zeng Jian exchanged a tense glance; this was not in line with the plan.

According to the plan, everyone should enter the private room together to create the best environment for the listening equipment.

Luo Fei laughed.

"I can't ask for it."

He released Chen Xuanran's hand and gently pressed it against her palm.

"Go arrange some entertainment for Scarface's brothers."

Chen Xuanran looked worried, but still walked towards the group of thugs with a charming smile.

Scarface stared at her swaying waist, his Adam's apple bobbing twice, before leading Luo Fei toward the tea room on the second floor.

The moment the tea room door closed, Scarface's expression changed.

He suddenly grabbed Luo Fei's collar, the scar almost touching the tip of his nose.

"ID card."

Luo Fei calmly took out his ID from his inner pocket.

Scarface examined the object carefully under the light, then suddenly pulled out his phone to take a picture.

"What's wrong with Scarface?"

"rule."

Scarface threw his ID card back, his gold teeth gleaming coldly.

"Everyone in this line of work has a few enemies. You always need to keep something to protect yourself."

Luo Fei slowly and methodically straightened his collar.

"understand."

Scarface poured himself a cup of tea and suddenly asked.

What's the price of Caiyun now?

"Rock sugar, 80,000."

Luo Fei reported the market price provided by the task force.

"Purity of 90% or higher".

"fart!"

Scarface slammed the teacup down.

"It was only 65,000 last month!"

This is exactly what Luo Fei was waiting for.

He leaned forward, lowering his voice even further.

“Scarface is well-informed; he should know about Caiyun’s ‘Operation Thunder’ last month, right?”

He made a gesture resembling a police raid.

"Three of my warehouses were raided, and now there are only a few companies that can ship my goods."

Scarface's eyes flashed, and he suddenly changed the subject.

"I heard that Mr. Li has a processing plant in Mangshi?"

This is a trap. The investigation team's records show that the real Luo Fei does indeed have a processing plant, but it's located in Lincang.

Luo Fei remained unfazed.

“Scarface is mistaken. My factory is in Lincang, Mangshi is Lao Dao’s territory.”

The tea room was quiet for a few seconds.

Scarface suddenly burst into laughter and patted Luo Fei on the shoulder.

"Just kidding! Come on, let's go downstairs for a drink!"

Two hours later, when Scarface reappeared in the lobby with his drunken henchmen, Chen Xuanran was pretending to be drunk and leaning against Luo Fei.

Scarface's gaze licked over her bare shoulders like a sticky tongue before he casually sat down on the sofa opposite her.

"Mr. Li."

Scarface let out a burp.

"You said you wanted to buy some goods, how much are you planning to take?"

Luo Fei swirled his wine glass, the sound of ice cubes clinking together crisp and pleasant.

"Fifty kilograms."

The glass slipped from Zeng Jian's hand and shattered on the ground.

Zhou Xuan's pupils contracted sharply; this number far exceeded the plan, something even they hadn't anticipated.

Scarface's henchmen collectively gasped, and one of the blond-haired guys even picked at his ear.

"How many?"

Scarface's voice suddenly became unusually clear.

Luo Fei put down his wine glass and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Five, ten, kilograms. Rock sugar with a purity of 90% or higher, cash transaction."

The scar on Scarface's face began to turn red.

He stared intently at Luo Fei, then suddenly sneered.

"Mr. Li, you've got some big spending power. At the current market rate, this batch of goods must be worth close to five million, right?"

He leaned forward, his breath reeking of alcohol onto Luo Fei's face.

"I heard you just got raided by the cops. Where did you get so much cash?"

Luo Fei calmly took a sip of wine; the amber liquid gleamed coldly under the light.

"No need for Scarface to worry about that. Tomorrow at noon, at the abandoned chemical plant in the east of the city, cash transaction."

He put down his wine glass and stood up to straighten his suit.

"Hopefully, Scarface won't let me down."

Stepping out of the nightclub, a damp night breeze hit me.

Zeng Jian quickly followed, lowering his voice.

"Brother Fei, we only have less than 400,000 left in our account, where are we going to get 5 million?"

Zhou Xuan emerged from the shadows, cautiously scanning his surroundings.

"Should we contact Old K? He should be able to manage."

Luo Fei opened the car door, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"No need. I have my own way."

Three black SUVs sped through the night. In the rearview mirror, Scarface's men followed at a distance, like a group of sharks that had caught the scent of blood.

"Where?"

Zeng Jian's hands trembled slightly as he gripped the steering wheel.

"International Financial Building".

Luo Fei closed his eyes to rest.

"Looking for a 'timely rain'."

Zhou Xuan suddenly turned his head.

"Loan sharking? Are you crazy? Lending that kind of money will kill you!"

Luo Fei opened his eyes, a strange light flashing in them.

"dead?"

He chuckled.

"That depends on who is dying."

48th floor of the International Finance Building.

The gilded signboard of "Timely Rain Financial" gleamed under the lights.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a spacious and bright lobby with gleaming marble floors. (End of Chapter)