Beast Taming: Starting from Transmigration and Starting with a Cheat Code

Mu Haoran, who had been forcibly "asked" to be thirsty, blinked, realizing he might actually be a little thirsty. But he quickly waved his hand, "How could I let you treat me? I'll go buy it!"

"That's it!" Qin Ming was secretly delighted. What he wanted was for everyone to go together so that there would be a witness.

"Let's go then, I'll see what we want to drink."

The two arrived at the blue vending machine in the southeast corner of the square.

"Advisor Qin, what kind of drink would you like?" Mu Haoran took out his phone to scan the code.

Qin Ming pretended to browse the shelves, but actually listened to the "whimpering" commands from Xiao Bao on his shoulder.

"Hmm... that one, third row, fifth from the left, yes, the one with the green tea." Qin Ming gave a precise direction.

Why can you choose so specifically from several bottles of the same beverage? Is there a prize on the bottle cap, or is there a lucky number?

Mu Haoran was stunned for a few seconds. Although he was wondering about it, he still did as he was told and selected the bottle that Qin Ming had specified.

"Clang!"

It was the sound of a beverage falling out of the delivery lane.

But along with it came a heavy, dark blue-black bronze wine vessel, tightly wrapped in a transparent plastic film, which rolled out with the beverage!

"Holy crap!"

Mu Haoran's expression changed drastically, his eyes widened like copper bells, he opened and closed his eyes repeatedly, unable to believe what he was seeing!

He lunged forward, carefully picking up the bottle of beverage and the bronze goblet that clearly shouldn't be there, his heart pounding!

"Advisor Qin, this...this...could it be...!?"

Even though he lacked the expertise to distinguish genuine antiques from fakes, he was almost certain of what he had found by chance in this way.

"It's highly likely."

Qin Ming also pretended to be surprised and took a step forward, but he couldn't match Mu Haoran's rich and natural performance. After exchanging a glance, he lowered his head and pretended to be thinking about something.

Fortunately, Mu Haoran was too emotional to pay attention to these details.

With trembling hands, he pulled out a walkie-talkie, his voice shaky: "Report! Report! Vending machine in the southeast corner of the square! Suspected discovery of the target artifact! Repeat, suspected discovery of the target artifact, a bronze jue!"

Not only was the situation on the other side a complete mess, but Qin Ming simply watched as Mu Haoran was forced to explain repeatedly, his expression changing unpredictably, gesturing wildly to prove his innocence, and he felt like he had enjoyed a good show.

It was a pity they hadn't brought any sunflower seeds. Qin Ming and Xiao Bao exchanged a glance, somewhat disappointed.

It's not that he doesn't have sunflower seeds and snacks, it's just that it's really inappropriate to take them out and eat them in this kind of situation.

After finally finishing his report, Mu Haoran was truly thirsty. He licked his dry lips and remembered that Consultant Qin, who had made great contributions, had said earlier that he was thirsty and had not yet had a drink of water.

That was really wrong!

Just as I was about to hand over the drink, I remembered that it was considered relevant evidence, and I stopped myself.

He wanted to buy a few more drinks, but seeing the vending machine so close by, he hesitated to move.

Qin Ming understood Mu Haoran's conflicted and helpless state, and took the initiative to help him out, saying, "It's okay, let's wait. Things are more important. I don't think I'm that thirsty anymore."

"Ah, then you should rest. I'll stay here and keep watch." Mu Haoran was really thirsty, but he didn't care about himself. He was only thinking about how to make good use of the great deity in front of him.

Just before I hung up the phone, my superior gave me repeated instructions!

Although his superiors didn't say anything, he knew—after all, he had witnessed this amazing person's actions firsthand, and more than once!

While waiting, Mu Haoran looked at the composed Qin Ming, scrutinizing him for a long time before finally asking, "Advisor... how... how did you figure that out?"

Looking back now, the hint was too obvious. Where did all these coincidences come from? It was practically prophetic!

Qin Ming had already prepared his explanation. He calmly pointed to the inside of the vending machine: "Look, the dust marks next to that compartment look a bit off. It looks like it was recently scratched or stretched open by something."

Upon hearing this, Mu Haoran leaned closer and stared intently... After looking for a long time, he couldn't see anything special except for the normal metallic reflection and some dust.

"Maybe it's just a lucky angle, or a matter of lighting, that's why I can see it," Qin Ming added without changing his expression, attributing everything to coincidence and perspective.

Mu Haoran looked at the cargo channel, which had changed its state after the drinks were taken out, and then recalled the so-called "traces" that he hadn't noticed at all. His mind went blank.

He looked up at the nearby security cameras. The angle was just enough to capture the front of the vending machine, but to think they could capture such minute "dust traces" inside the vending machine? Wishful thinking!

As Mu Haoran gradually came to his senses from his euphoria, a familiar sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

He looked around and saw that apart from Qin Ming, he was the only other person present—he was the first to discover the evidence, and it was in his hands at the moment.

Mu Haoran's face began to change uncontrollably, turning green and red in turns, a truly fascinating sight.

Even Xiao Bao noticed the rich changes in his expression, and he carefully transmitted his voice to Qin Ming.

"Hey, what's wrong, you big oaf? Rats can actually analyze the scent on this thing to figure out who handled it. Is he worried about not being able to find the thief?"

Qin Ming, who knew the inside story better, replied telepathically, "It shouldn't be. With the evidence in hand, and various testing methods in place, it will be easy to identify the thief."

He was quite curious too, so he stepped forward, patted Mu Haoran on the shoulder, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Finding the artifact is a great achievement, why do you look like that?"

Mu Haoran raised his head, his eyes filled with despair, his voice trembling with emotion:

"Report……"

Qin Ming: ?

Mu Haoran: "Report on the investigation process and suspect analysis of this case..."

Qin Ming understood. "Thank you for your hard work. The capable should do more."

"But didn't you say before that everyone did a good job with the preliminary work for this report? Is there a lot more to add since you took over?"

Qin Ming truly didn't know the inside story.

Mu Haoran's face was contorted with grief, growing increasingly pained. "The current case-solving process and evidence discovery methods... are completely different! We... we have to rewrite it all!!!"

"Hiss~" Qin Ming gasped. What was more painful than not doing homework was having to scrap it and rewrite it. Qin Ming clutched his heart, feeling the pain deeply, and didn't know where to begin to offer words of comfort.

"And I didn't see anything clearly, I can't even describe the details! Who knew that buying water could lead to this kind of thing!?" He looked at Qin Ming with expectant eyes, genuinely eager for more details about solving the case.

Qin Ming: "..."

Qin Ming's eyes began to dart away, because he didn't know any of the details; it was all made up...

He scratched his head, looking at the young policeman in front of him who was about to cry, seemingly unable to offer any comfort with words.

Such extreme highs and lows, it's not easy being a young person.

Qin Ming sighed.