He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Yang Guang rolled his eyes dramatically, utterly disdainful: "I'm just a pathetic, weak high school student who can't even open a mineral water bottle cap. High-sounding terms like 'spirit of dedication' don't apply to me."

Zhao Gang was also shameless; he didn't give Yang Guang a chance to escape.

He strode over, stretched out his long arm, and half-pushed, half-pulled Yang Guang's shoulder, pushing him into the corridor with tremendous force.

"Since we're already here, what's the rush?"

"Let's catch up first, you two brothers."

Yang Guang was forcibly dragged into an office with a sign that read "Criminal Police Captain," kicking his legs wildly on the ground.

Zhao Gang very attentively pressed Yang Guang into a black leather swivel chair.

He turned around and walked to the metal cabinet, rummaged around for a while, and finally found a rusty metal can.

I pinched a small amount of tea leaves and put them into a disposable paper cup, then turned around and filled a cup with boiling water from the water dispenser.

Steaming hot.

Zhao Gang held the paper cup in both hands and placed it in front of Yang Guang, warmly greeting him, "Come on, brother, this is top-quality Maojian tea, something I usually don't even drink."

Zhao Gang pulled over a chair and sat down, rubbing his hands on his thighs.

"Back then, in that old, run-down apartment, I, Old Zhao, was indeed blind to the importance of recognizing a great person, but at the time I was also eager to solve the case."

"We've had such a huge misunderstanding, and I haven't even apologized to you yet."

"At the time, I really thought you were just a petty thief trying to pick the lock, but I never realized you were such a hidden master."

"You won't mind, will you?"

Yang Guang picked up the paper cup without any hesitation, blew away the few tea leaves floating on the surface of the water, and took a big gulp.

The temperature was extremely hot, making him wince.

But he forced himself to swallow it and slammed the paper cup heavily onto the table.

"No problem, no problem."

Yang Guang crossed his legs and clasped his arms in front of his chest: "If you treat me to a meal, I won't hold it against you."

"..."

Good heavens!

This kid still remembers?

Before Zhao Gang could reply, the office doorknob was suddenly turned open.

Lin Yue strode in, clutching a thick kraft paper file folder in her hand.

She walked straight to the desk and placed the file folder in front of Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang smiled, placed his hand on the file folder, and relaxed it towards Yang Guang, saying, "Brother, want to take a look?"

What?

Lin Yue's eyes widened, and she immediately braced her hands on the table, leaning her body slightly forward.

The close-fitting police uniform shirt was stretched into an exaggerated curve, threatening to pop the buttons off at any moment.

But she was completely unaware.

He just stared at Zhao Gang with a face full of resentment: "Captain Zhao, are you really confused?"

Lin Yue's voice was clear and crisp, but it was filled with extreme skepticism.

"We mobilized all our personnel and investigated this missing person case for over half a month, checking hundreds of surveillance cameras, but we didn't find a single useful clue!"

"You're going to show this top-secret file to a high school student in the middle of the night?"

She whirled her head and gave Yang Guang a sharp look: "Just now on the main street, he couldn't even handle a few thugs with batons. He was clinging to my leg, screaming for help!"

"You're not hoping he'll help us find someone right now, are you?"

"Isn't this absurd!"

Zhao Gang completely ignored Lin Yue's repeated questions.

He calmly reached for the file folder on the table, his fingers quickly untying the thin white thread sealing the opening.

While dismantling the package, she interrupted with a smile: "Xiao Lin, you can't judge a case by appearances. You can't judge a book by its cover."

"He's definitely not some ordinary student who just screams for help."

Lin Yue crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes.

This is utter nonsense!

Those shoe prints were probably just random steps by this kid, a lucky guess.

Zhao Gang pulled out a stack of documents from the file folder, rummaged through them, and pulled out a color-printed ID photo.

He pinched the edge of the photo with two fingers, pressed it against the desk, and pushed it directly to Yang Guang's side.

"Brother, I know there are rules in your line of work; you don't work for free."

"But the situation is special now. This girl has been missing for more than half a month. She is their only child. Her parents sit in the lobby of the bureau and cry every day. They are almost blind from exhaustion."

Zhao Gang sighed, his tone softening: "Just do me a favor, take a look at the photo, and calculate the location."

"If you can find it, then do so. But if you really can't figure it out, I won't force you, brother."

"We'll figure out how to investigate ourselves."

Yang Guang slumped in the leather chair, not even wanting to lift his head.

Grandpa's.

Do you really think I'm a free human GPS radar?

Even a dog wouldn't do something that doesn't earn merit or money!

This is a serious violation of the business guidelines of the Rebirth Agency!

Moreover.

I haven't finished my three tasks yet, so I can't break the rules of the agency!

So Yang Guang refused without even thinking: "I don't want to look, take it away."

"I've said it before, there's no such thing as a free lunch, and there's no such thing as a free fortune teller."

He muttered to himself, glancing at the photo on the table with an extremely perfunctory look.

I'm planning to slip away as soon as I finish watching.

Just one glance.

Yang Guang froze on the spot.

The tea stalk that he had just swallowed was now stuck in his throat.

"Cough cough..."

"Holy crap?"

A violent and rough cough suddenly erupted in the office.

Yang Guang covered his neck with both hands, coughing until his face turned red. His body convulsed violently in the chair, and he almost coughed up his lungs.

He lunged forward and slammed his hands onto the desk.

The movements were extremely large.

The paper cup was knocked over, and the scalding hot tea spilled all over the table.

He didn't even bother to wipe the water off; he grabbed the color-printed photo with his right hand, pressed it directly under his nose, and stared intently at the image on it.

The photo shows a young girl in her early twenties who is extremely pure and beautiful.

Wearing a pure white dress and with her hair in a ponytail, she smiled brightly at the camera, radiating youthful energy.

Yang Guang's head began to buzz.

This is the same guy who was clinging to Wang Hao's back on the street just now, complaining that someone had dumped shit on his head.

In the end, I fooled myself into thinking I was going to be that unlucky girl who would give Wang Hao diarrhea at the sports meet tomorrow.

Good guy!

This world is so damn small!

This is such a wonderful coincidence, it's like fate delivered warmth to our door on a rocket!

While alive, they must have offended some deity, and now that they're dead, people are defecating on them.

As a result, she is still a missing person in the police station, with neither her body nor her whereabouts known.

This girl's fate must have been eaten by a celestial dog, right?

That's so tragic!

Lin Yue snorted coldly as she looked at Yang Guang's extremely exaggerated cough and his ghost-like reaction.

He reached out and grabbed two tissues, tossing them onto the water stains on the table. He scoffed, "See, Captain Zhao? I told you you were just grasping at straws in your desperation."

Lin Yue pointed at Yang Guang, her face full of disdain.

"Look how scared he is, he's practically scared out of his wits."

"How could a high school senior who only knows how to study and has never even been exposed to society possibly know about this case..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Guang suddenly interrupted, "You know what, I actually know this person..."