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

"What? Do you have any objections?"

"No, I wouldn't dare."

Scarface lowered his head, blood dripping onto the ground.

Brother Shui turned and walked towards the warehouse door, speaking without looking back.

"Remember, if even a single word of what happened today gets out..."

He paused.

"The major's methods will make you miss my pliers."

The warehouse door slammed shut, and Scarface collapsed to the ground, staring at his deformed little finger, his eyes filled with terror.

In the top-floor office of the "Timely Rain" lending company, Master Bo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the ash from his cigar already quite long.

"Not found yet?"

His voice was eerily calm.

Behind him, Manager Yang Kai wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Boss Bo, our men are searching the entire city. That kid seems to have vanished into thin air."

"evaporation?"

Bo turned around and stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray.

Five million, just vanished like that?

The subordinates in the office didn't dare to breathe.

Yang Kai forced himself to speak.

"However, we've found some clues. That Li Shun is indeed somewhat special in Caiyun."

Bo raised an eyebrow.

"explain."

"he"

Yang Kai swallowed.

"He beat his father-in-law to death, and then had sex with his mother-in-law and sister-in-law."

Bo suddenly laughed.

"interesting."

He walked to the desk and sat down.

"How dare such a madman run wild on my turf?"

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and a subordinate rushed in in a panic.

"Brother Bo! There's...there's news!"

Bo Ye's eyes sharpened.

"Say!"

"Someone just called to say that Li Shun wants to come to the company to see you in person!"

An uproar erupted in the office.

Bo seemed to be deep in thought.

"He asked to come on his own initiative?"

The younger brother nodded.

Tell the other party that Li Shun will come alone to have a proper talk with you.

Yang Kai found it hard to believe.

"Has he gone mad? We've been searching the whole city for him, and he's actually walked right into our trap?"

Bo was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"good very good!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and he said coldly.

"Notify all brothers to be on standby at the company tonight. Also..."

He looked at Yang Kai.

"Contact Lao Dao and have him bring a few skilled men over."

Yang Kai was surprised.

"Boss Bo, is such a big show of force necessary? The other side is just one person."

Bo Ye's gaze made Yang Kai immediately shut up.

"One person dares to steal five million from me, and another dares to come to my territory to negotiate."

He stood up and straightened his suit.

"I want him to know just how deep the waters of Jiangcheng run."

The next afternoon, Luo Fei stood in front of the "Timely Rain" financial company building.

"Brother Shun, let us go in with you."

Zhou Xuan stood three steps behind Luo Fei, his fingers nervously rubbing the baton hidden at his waist.

Zeng Jian also stepped forward and lowered his voice.

“I’ve checked. This company has a dirty background. Their boss, Master Bo, employs a group of thugs, who are said to be retired special forces soldiers and professional fighters.”

Luo Fei turned around, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Luo Fei patted the two of them on the shoulders.

"You wait outside. If I don't come out within two hours, proceed as planned."

Zhou Xuan wanted to say something more, but Zeng Jian stopped her. The two nodded helplessly.

Luo Fei straightened his collar and strode towards the company's revolving door. His calm face was reflected in the glass door, but his eyes were sharp as knives.

Inside the hall, two rows of burly men in black suits stood neatly on either side of the entrance, each in a standard straddle stance with their hands behind their backs, staring at Luo Fei as he walked in.

"Wow, quite the grand display."

Luo Fei sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm.

A familiar face emerged from the crowd: Yang Kai.

Today he wore a silver-gray suit, his hair was slicked back and shiny, and he wore a fake smile.

"Mr. Li is indeed punctual."

Yang Kai extended his hand, feigning enthusiasm.

"I just didn't expect you to actually dare to come alone."

Luo Fei did not shake hands with him, but simply said something.

"Lead the way."

Yang Kai's eyes were sinister as he withdrew his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"Master Bo is waiting for you on the top floor."

As the elevator doors closed, Luo Fei heard a "click" behind him, the sound of chains locking the doors.

He turned his head and saw Yang Kai's smug smile reflected in the metal wall of the elevator.

"Mr. Li, please don't mind. The company has recently strengthened its security measures."

Yang Kai offered a hypocritical explanation.

Luo Fei did not respond, but silently noted down the floor the elevator stopped at: the 28th floor.

Meanwhile, in the top-floor office, Mr. Bo was chatting and drinking tea with five men of different appearances.

Bo was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, dressed in a Tang suit, playing with a pair of walnuts in his hands, with a shrewd smile typical of businessmen on his face.

He was seated in front of five martial arts experts from all over the world.

"Mr. Park, I heard you've reached the ninth dan black belt in Taekwondo?"

"Master Bo asked with a smile."

Park Guk-chang, a Korean man sitting on the left, nodded proudly and replied in broken Chinese.

"My legs are more agile than my hands, allowing me to attack from any angle without any blind spots."

Bo Ye turned to the other one with satisfaction.

"Where is Mr. Okasaka? I heard you're the number one karate master in Japan?"

Okasaka Himawari, sporting a mustache, stood up straight.

"Hai! My fist can shatter ten tiles stacked together."

The third was a muscular Black man named Byron Arthur, who flexed his biceps in a showy manner.

"The UFC 75kg champion has a right hook that can knock out a bull."

The fourth one was a burly Asian man named Wu Peixiong, he said in a low voice.

"Number one in Asian judo, undefeated for three consecutive years."

The last one was a thin old man, who looked to be in his sixties, wearing an ordinary white martial arts uniform, and was slowly sipping his tea.

Unlike the flamboyant others, he appeared remarkably quiet.

"Who is this"

Just as Bo was about to make his introduction, Park Guk-chang interrupted him with a sneer.

"Master Bo, you called us here on serious business, why did you invite this internet celebrity grandpa?"

Park Guk-chang glanced at the old man with disdain.

"Those kung fu videos online are all edited; they might fool laymen."

Okasaka Hikawa echoed this.

"Yes, professional players and internet celebrities are not even in the same league."

Byron Arthur was even more direct.

"Old man, don't cry when the fight breaks out later."

Only Wu Peixiong remained silent, but his eyes were filled with disdain.

The old man put down his teacup and looked up.

His face was kind, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

"I am Ma Baojian, not some internet celebrity, just someone who has practiced Daxia Kung Fu for sixty years."

Bo coughed awkwardly.

"Teacher Ma is indeed very popular online, but his abilities..."

"You'll know how strong they are once you try."

Ma Baojian stood up and walked to Wu Peixiong.

"Young man, are you from the Great Xia?"

Wu Peixiong frowned. "So what if it is?"

"As a citizen of Great Xia, instead of learning our own martial arts, you've gone to learn judo."

Ma Baojian shook his head and sighed.

"Judo is nothing more than wrestling techniques; it's no match for a true master."

Wu Peixiong stood up abruptly, his two-meter-tall body resembling a small mountain.

"Old guy, you're looking for death!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Peixiong had already made his move, his thick arm grabbing Ma Baojian's shoulder like an iron clamp, a standard judo daito-kari starting stance.

Ma Baojian didn't move, but simply raised his hand slightly, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and tapped Wu Peixiong's wrist.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out as Wu Peixiong's right wrist bent at an eerie angle. He let out a scream and collapsed to his knees.

"This is just a minor punishment to serve as a warning."

Ma Baojian's tone remained calm.

"I'll break one of your bones so you'll remember how powerful the Great Xia Kung Fu is."

The office fell silent instantly; everyone was in disbelief.

Wu Peixiong is the number one judo master in Asia, yet he was defeated by a frail old man in one move?
Bytron Arthur was the first to react, roaring as he lunged at Ma Baojian, his right hook whistling as it aimed straight for the old man's temple.

Ma Baojian slightly turned his body, his left hand coiling around Baitron's arm like a serpent, and gave it a gentle shake.

"what!"

Bytron let out a scream as his right arm went limp, clearly dislocated.

Okasaka Ikkawa and Park Guk-chang made their moves simultaneously.

Okasaka Hikawa delivered a chop to Ma Baojian's neck, while Park Gukchang aimed a spinning kick at the old man's waist.

Ma Baojian moved swiftly, flicking Okasaka Rikawa's wrist with his right index finger, instantly numbing the latter's entire arm; at the same time, he lightly tapped the back of Park Gukchang's knee with his left foot, causing the Taekwondo champion to kneel down and wail in pain while clutching his knee.

The entire process takes no more than fifteen seconds.

The walnut in Bo Ye's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit inside.

Yang Kai was so frightened that he took two steps back and bumped into the bookshelf.

Ma Baojian straightened his training clothes, slowly returned to his seat, and continued to sip his tea.

"This this."

Bo stammered, unable to speak.

Yang Kai was the first to come to his senses, and approached with a big smile.

"Teacher Ma is truly a genius! The Great Xia Kung Fu lives up to its reputation!"

Bo Ye quickly chimed in.

"Yes, yes, yes! Teacher Ma's kung fu is superb, he's invincible!"

Ma Baojian put down his teacup and said calmly.

"I am merely punishing those who disrespect the martial arts of the Great Xia Dynasty."

Bo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly expressed his opinion.

"Don't worry, Teacher Ma, I'll arrange your payment right away. Five million, not a penny less!"

Ma Baojian nodded, but his gaze drifted thoughtfully toward the office door.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Yang Kai glanced at Bo Ye, and after receiving a signal, went to open the door.

As the door opened, Luo Fei appeared before everyone.

Luo Fei looked around, his gaze lingering on the injured on the ground for a moment before finally settling on Master Bo.

The curve of his lips widened slightly.

"Master Bo?"

Bo Ye subconsciously swallowed.

He looked Luo Fei up and down, confirming that this was the ruthless character who single-handedly took down three casinos.

To his surprise, Luo Fei actually dared to come alone.

"You're Li Shun?"

Bo tried to remain calm, but his voice was eight octaves higher than usual.

Luo Fei nodded, his gaze sweeping over the mess in the room before finally settling on Ma Baojian.

The old man sat upright, his eyes sharp as lightning.

"sit."

Bo pointed to the sofa opposite him, trying to make his voice sound authoritative.

"I'm curious, who gave you the audacity to run wild on my turf?"

Luo Fei sat down casually and crossed his legs.

"I heard that Master Bo has a lot of money here, and I'm a little short on cash lately."

Master Bo's face darkened, and he slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Do you even know your place? You're trying to take advantage of me!"

Luo Fei took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep drag.

"So I'm here today to borrow another ten million from Master Bo."

"what?"

Bo was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, his laughter full of sarcasm.

"Hahaha, are you fucking crazy?"

Bo Ye abruptly stopped smiling and waved.

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of burly men wielding machetes rushed in and surrounded Luo Fei.

"Li Shun, are you looking for death?"

Bo grinned maliciously, pulled a cigar cutter from the drawer, and fiddled with it in his hand.

"Today I'll show you whose territory Caiyun is!"

Ma Baojian, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

"Young man, you have no sense of martial ethics."

Luo Fei exhaled a smoke ring and squinted at the old man.

"Old man, who do you think you are?"

A cold glint flashed in Ma Baojian's eyes.

"I am Ma Baojian, an old man who specializes in dealing with arrogant youngsters like you."

Luo Fei suddenly laughed, stubbed out his cigarette, and stood up.

"Teacher Ma, right? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Ma Baojian snorted coldly and suddenly sprang up.

His movements were as fast as lightning, his right hand forming a claw as he aimed straight for Luo Fei's throat! This move, "Eagle Fights Rabbit," was his signature technique, which he had never failed to execute in thirty years.

But in Luo Fei's eyes, this lightning-fast strike was like a slow-motion video.

He turned to the side, and Ma Baojian's fingertips brushed against his skin, creating a gentle breeze.

"too slow."

Luo Fei said softly, and then slapped her across the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the office.

Ma Baojian flew through the air, crashing into the coffee table and shattering teacups all over the floor.

The old man lay on the ground, half of his face swollen, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

There was dead silence in the office.

Bo was extremely shocked.

His men, who were holding knives, all took a step back in unison, their hands gripping the knives beginning to tremble.

Luo Fei flicked his wrist and looked at Master Bo.

"Now, can we talk about that ten million?"

Bo Ye broke out in a cold sweat and quietly reached for his waist with his right hand.

He suddenly pulled out a silver pistol and aimed it at Luo Fei.

"Don't move! Move again and I'll kill you!"

Luo Fei looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and suddenly smiled.

"Brother Bo, do you think you can hit me?"

Bo was stunned for a moment, his finger already on the trigger.

"Don't fucking push me!"

Luo Fei swayed, and Bo Ye only felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his wrist.

By the time he realized what was happening, the gun was already in Luo Fei's hands.

"Which is faster, a knife or a bullet?"

Luo Fei fiddled with his pistol, speaking as casually as if he were discussing the weather.

Master Bo and his men took a few steps back, their faces pale.

They had never seen such terrifying skill.

Luo Fei suddenly made a move that sent chills down everyone's spines: he pointed a pistol at his temple!
"Brother Bo, take a guess."

A dangerous smile curled at the corners of Luo Fei's lips.

"After I pull the trigger, will I live or die?"

"You are crazy!"

Bo screamed, his legs went weak and he could barely stand.

Luo Fei ignored him and pressed the trigger with his index finger. Everyone's heart jumped into their throat.

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire was deafening.

As Luo Fei pulled the trigger, the bullet grazed his temple and shattered the blue-and-white porcelain vase behind him.

Debris flew everywhere, but no one dared to move.

Luo Fei lowered his gun and blew away the smoke rising from the muzzle. (End of Chapter)