F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Two numbers.

Fifty million.

30,000 merit points.

Like two heavy hammer blows, they slammed into Chen Yifan's heart.

The most expensive treatment plan for my sister's psychic blindness is no more than three million.

This money is enough for her to receive the best treatment.

It can also allow mothers to put down all the burdens on their shoulders.

It could even allow their family to move from a cramped, dilapidated old house into a spacious and bright one.

It was like rising to the top in one step.

Not to mention those 30,000 merit points, which are a huge sum for an F-level thief.

Before changing jobs, it's like a treasure map leading to a bright future.

Chen Yifan's breathing became completely disordered.

With all of this, he'll be more than just guaranteed a spot in the newbie dungeon three days from now.

It's like a dragon entering the sea!

However, just as the flames of greed were about to spread...

That gradually recovering mental strength, four times that of an ordinary person, transformed into an absolutely calm thought, instantly freezing all delusions!

wrong!

No matter what world you're in, there are no gifts without a reason.

When something seems too good to be true, it's often a trap underneath.

Calm down, calm down!

Despite Chen Yifan's constant attempts to calm himself down.

But another voice kept reminding him.

That's a whopping 50 million!

Not five hundred, it's five thousand!

Once you miss it, it's gone forever.

Chen Yifan's mind raced as he analyzed the various possibilities surrounding the situation.

recognition?

It's impossible for them to admit it.

Shadow Fiend, a wanted criminal for many years and one of the best assassins, is someone whose true nature is unknown.

To rashly admit it might bring about one's own demise.

They should absolutely not be provoked.

Shadow Fiend's death was ruled an "accident".

It could only be an accident.

In addition...

under these circumstances.

Why is the government in such a hurry to hand over a huge sum of money that would drive any ordinary person crazy?

They stuffed him with a clean identity.

The data only has two Fs.

In the hands of the "victims" who were terrified during the incident?

The only explanation is that they don't believe it.

I don't believe Shadow Fiend died such a pathetic death, I don't believe Chen Yifan was just a lucky passerby.

This 50 million is not a reward, but bait.

It is an ingenious, highly toxic psychological trap.

They are gambling.

I'm betting on an eighteen-year-old boy, a poor boy who has just awakened his F-rank useless profession.

When faced with this astronomical sum, they will reveal a reaction that is inconsistent with their status as "victims".

If he shows even the slightest sign of something amiss... it will instantly confirm their suspicions.

At that time, what awaits him will not be eight extra zeros in his bank account.

Moreover, the key point is that the other party ultimately mentioned only a partial reward!

What is a part?

Fifty thousand? Five hundred thousand, or five million?

It depends on what he says and how he says it!

Thinking of this, Chen Yifan broke out in a cold sweat.

This cold sweat was half from lingering fear and half from... the anger of being spied on.

He looked up at the middle-aged police superintendent in front of him, whose smile was formulaic.

The other person's eyes were calm and still, like a bottomless lake, quietly waiting for him, the "fish," to take the bait.

Wang Jianguo, standing to the side, silently held his cup of Pangdahai tea, blowing on it to keep it warm, looking completely unconcerned.

But Chen Yifan could sense that the seemingly cloudy old eyes were constantly focused on him out of the corner of his eye.

Two old foxes.

One sings in harmony, the other in red and the other in white; let's wait and see how he performs.

play?

Human nature is complex; in the face of fifty million, even the false can become the true.

A cold smile crept across Chen Yifan's lips.

In terms of acting skills, he is a seasoned veteran with memories of two lifetimes and who has been beaten down by society for many years.

Are you afraid of us?

Since you want me to act!

Then I'll perform it for you.

The next second, his expression changed.

The Best Actor is online.

"Officer...you mean...if I tell you, you'll give me all 50 million...and 3,000, no, 30,000 merit points?"

At this moment, Chen Yifan was like a drowning person who had grabbed onto the only piece of driftwood, his eyes blazing with an astonishing light.

It's frighteningly bright.

He stared intently into the middle-aged police inspector's eyes, his voice completely distorted with excitement.

Even the hands holding the teacup.

It also began to shake violently and uncontrollably.

The scalding hot tea was spilled, splashing onto the back of his hand and burning it a bright red.

He reacted as if stung, instinctively pulling his hand away.

But then, the pain seemed to be overwhelmed by an even greater ecstasy.

Seemingly unconcerned, he simply asked the question again, seemingly lost in thought.

"I...I really...did I do something right?"

This guy looks completely bewildered by the huge sum of money.

This incoherent, restless, yet possessing the cautious and humble demeanor characteristic of a lowly person from the bottom of society.

It was so real that there wasn't a trace of acting.

The middle-aged police superintendent Li Zhenguo had been observing the boy in front of him.

After he threw out 50 million and 30,000 merit points, the opponent's rational defenses collapsed instantly.

He's still just a child.

No matter how deep one's cunning, it can't withstand the impact of real money.

At this moment, the smile on Li Zhenguo's face deepened.

He leaned forward, his voice carrying a hypnotic allure:

"Of course. Just tell us the situation again, in detail..."

"For example, when you were crouching behind a pillar, did you... accidentally do anything?"

"Or, what was said?"

"Don't be afraid, speak boldly. This is your glory, and it is also your wealth."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yifan felt his heart sink.

really!

The old fox's tail has finally been revealed.

As the only eyewitness at close range, his words played a crucial role.

"What did I do... what did I say..."

Chen Yifan suddenly slapped his thigh, as if he had received some kind of signal, and jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

He looked excitedly at the two police officers.

"I remember now! Officer! I remember now!"

"When that Shadow Fiend walked over, I was so scared I almost jumped out of my skin. I closed my eyes and could only scream!"

"I shouted...I shouted...that's right!"

Chen Yifan danced around excitedly, his eyes shining even more frighteningly.

He imitated the scene at that time.

Take a deep breath.

Then, with the last ounce of strength in his dantian, he let out a heart-wrenching, deeply emotional cry:

"—Don't...come any closer!!!"

This shout contained the purest and most instinctive fear of an ordinary high school student facing death.

It has extremely strong penetrating power, and its lingering sound resonates far and wide.

The entire lounge fell silent instantly.

A crack appeared in the smile on the face of middle-aged police superintendent Li Zhenguo, which then peeled off in large patches.

He had imagined countless possible reactions.

This teenager might fabricate a clumsy lie for money.

They might also look away or speak evasively because they feel guilty.

They might even expose their true colors because of greed and their eagerness to verify.

but……

It doesn't matter.

But he never expected that the other party would yell at him like that.

What is this?

A scene reenactment?

The key is the raw realism of that desperate scream, that cracked voice.

This was complemented by the boy's expression, which was a mixture of shock, relief at surviving a disaster, and fervent desire for the huge sum of money.

actually……

This prevented him from finding any flaws for a while.

That's so true.

It was so real that Li Zhenguo even doubted whether there was something wrong with his professional judgment.

Is the truth really this absurd?

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

Beside him, Wang Jianguo, who had been quietly drinking tea, suddenly spat out a mouthful of scalding hot loquat tea, choking him until his face turned red and he coughed violently.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand while staring at Chen Yifan with his cloudy old eyes, his expression extremely complex.

There was shock and astonishment.

But more than anything, it evokes a sense of absurdity that's both laughable and pathetic.

good boy.

What a fine lad.

With acting skills like that, how did he end up playing a thief?

He should become a movie star.

but!

It has to be said that Chen Yifan's shout wasn't about fear, it was about his mind.

His ability to judge people, honed over decades of experience navigating the streets and alleys.

At this moment, tell him one thing:

The boy in front of me is not a foolish fish that has been lured into a trap by bait.

Instead, it's a wolf cub dressed in sheep's clothing, dancing with you on the edge of a cliff.

That last bit of doubt in his heart was completely wiped out by that shout.

Instead, there is a certainty that borders on appreciation.

Shadow Fiend, he's the one who killed him.

The process doesn't matter, the technique doesn't matter?

Importantly, a newly promoted double-F level rookie managed to kill an S-level wanted criminal in a seemingly hopeless situation.

How much courage does that take?

What a calm mind!

And what terrifying trump cards do they have up their sleeves?

Especially that talent ability that doesn't match the rating...

Wang Jianguo looked down at the goji berries floating in his teacup, and the string of "cherishing talent" in his heart was plucked hard.

"That's...that's it?"

Li Zhenguo felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

He felt like he wasn't asking questions, but rather communicating with a mentally ill patient who had been terrified. It was exhausting.

"Um!"

Chen Yifan nodded emphatically, his face still flushed from the performance.

He was panting heavily, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Li Zhenguo like a puppy waiting to be fed by its owner.

"Officer, I remember now, that's exactly what I shouted!"

"Then that Shadow Fiend, he... he seemed stunned, frozen, and then... he didn't react in time, and he just crashed into it! He died!"

As he spoke, he gestured with his hands, his expression exaggerated, his logic touching.

"So, this counts as providing 'crucial assistance,' right?"

"Officer, that fifty million..."