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

Time to get to work!

Zhao Gang stared at Yang Guang's retreating figure as he disappeared outside the gate, then grabbed Lin Yue's arm with his other hand.

"Xiao Lin!"

"Change into plainclothes and follow him immediately!"

Lin Yue was pulled so hard she stumbled, her face full of astonishment: "Captain Zhao?"

"You want me to follow a high school student?"

"Even if he's a bit strange, our case is urgent right now. Are you expecting him to catch the murderer instead of you?"

Zhao Gang retorted irritably, "What do you know?!"

"This kid isn't as simple as you think."

"Believe it or not, the murderer in this case knows exactly what's going on!"

"As long as you keep a close eye on him today, you'll definitely be able to expose those bastards!"

Zhao Gang leaned in closer and dropped a bombshell: "Once this case is closed, you can report directly to the Criminal Investigation Division!"

"I'll personally handle your transfer procedures!"

Lin Yue's eyes widened instantly.

He joined the criminal investigation team.

This is something she's always dreamed of doing!

She'd had enough of being a police officer; what she wanted was to catch bad guys with real weapons!

Unfortunately.

She never had the chance.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gang promised her such a great benefit, which made her eagerly reply, "Don't worry, Captain Zhao, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Lin Yue stood at attention, saluted, and then sprinted 100 meters towards the locker room.

On the other end.

The dimly lit streets of the old town.

Yang Guang swayed slowly with his hands in his pockets.

He took out the yellow talisman folded into a triangle from his pocket and flicked it with his finger.

"Little sister."

"Wake up, wake up!"

"You heartless beast, where do you usually hang out in the middle of the night?"

Lin Ran's stern voice, filled with hatred, immediately echoed from within the yellow talisman.

"Celestial Master!"

"Zhang Xu is a clubbing addict; he's 100% at a bar at this hour!"

"We'll definitely find him!"

Yang Guang snapped his fingers: "All done."

"I'm coming right now!"

Ten minutes later.

Yang Guang stood outside the door of the most luxurious bar in Fengdu.

The neon lights at the entrance were flashing wildly.

Yang Guang immediately swaggered inside.

And fifty meters away.

An inconspicuous black Volkswagen sedan slowly pulled up to the side of the road.

Lin Yue, now dressed in a black, tight-fitting leather outfit, leaned over the steering wheel.

She stared at Yang Guang, her mind buzzing: "What exactly is he trying to do?"

"Coming to the most expensive nightclub in town in the middle of the night?"

"Did Captain Zhao make a mistake?"

"Will following him really lead us to the killer?"

Bar door.

Two muscular security guards, dressed in tight black suits and as big as double-door refrigerators, stood with their hands clasped on either side of the red carpet.

Seeing Yang Guang walking over.

Both of their gazes fell on Yang Guang.

He was wearing faded clothes, had messy hair, and canvas shoes with soles that were almost worn flat.

He looks almost like a refugee who just came out of an internet cafe after spending the night there.

The security guard stepped forward, blocking Yang Guang's path, and pressed down with his large, fan-like hand, saying with a look of disdain, "Stop, stop, stop!"

"Little brat, go beg for food at the snack street next door."

"Is this a place you can come to?"

Another security guard nearby immediately let out an extremely grating sneer: "Kid, minors are not allowed in."

"Get out of here!"

"Don't block the way for the distinguished guests behind you!"

The two were extremely arrogant.

Yang Guang stopped in his tracks.

He tilted his head back, put his hands in his pockets, and pursed his lips.

With a swift movement of his right hand, he pulled an ID card from his pocket with an incredibly smooth motion.

With a "smack," he slapped the security guard's muscular chest, his face full of arrogance: "Open your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes wider."

"I'm eighteen this year."

"A genuine adult male!"

The security guard picked up the ID card, glanced at it, snorted coldly, and casually tossed it back into Yang Guang's arms.

"Okay, then you're an adult."

"Do you know where this place is?"

The security guard pointed a thick finger directly at Yang Guang's nose: "This is the most high-end place in the whole city!"

"Even a standing ticket costs at least two thousand yuan to get in!"

"Board seating starts at 3,000!"

The security guard looked Yang Guang up and down with utter contempt and said, "Your clothes are worth no more than fifty yuan in total."

What are you going in for?

"Want to collect empty bottles?"

"Get out of here, get out of the way!"

Instead of getting angry at the mockery, Yang Guang laughed.

He calmly put his ID card away and slowly took out the secondhand phone with a cracked screen.

I tapped the screen twice with my finger.

Open the balance page of your mobile banking app.

He countered with a sharp retort.

The phone screen was shoved right up to the security guard's nose: "Open your eyes wide and count for me, is my allowance enough for me to get in?"

The security guard turned his head away impatiently, his gaze sweeping over the screen.

next second.

He froze on the spot.

Those small eyes, squeezed shut by the fat, widened to almost nothing, and then stared wide-eyed.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands!

A balance of a full 100,000 yuan!

Good guy!

You really can't judge a book by its cover. This kid actually managed to pull out 100,000?

Seeing him freeze, the security guard next to him also noticed his companion's unusual behavior and leaned over to take a look.

Take a breath.

Their teeth clashed together with a loud crack.

What the hell!

Ten thousand yuan in pocket money?

Still today?

how?

Do you make 100,000 every day?

But you get so much pocket money every day, you should at least buy yourself some nice clothes and a decent phone!

Are you fucking kidding me?

Yang Guang looked at the two of them with disdain and said, "I'd heard that your place is a snobbish place, so I borrowed clothes and a phone from my classmate. I didn't expect you guys to actually be like that?"

"come over!"

Yang Guang stretched out his hand and beckoned to the security guard in front of him.

The security guard was taken aback, but still leaned his head closer.

The next second...

A hard slap landed on his face, completely stunning the guy.

After you finish smoking him.

Yang Guang then said dismissively, "Are you clear-headed now?"

"Can I get in?"

Good guy!

Although the security guard was beaten up, his head was still spinning.

I only had one thought in my mind!

So, are all the perverted tastes of these top-tier rich kids really this bad?

Instead of driving his multi-million dollar sports car, he walked all the way here, dressed in rags like a beggar, just to have some fun.

how?

Are you trying to go to heaven?

This must be some incredibly powerful young master from a top-tier wealthy family, who's out there pretending to be weak while actually being strong, just to experience life!

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The two security guards' faces twitched violently, their backs slumped instantly, and they bent into a perfect ninety-degree bow.

His fleshy face was plastered with extremely obsequious wrinkles: "Yes!"

"That's amazing!"

"Young Master, please come inside!"

"Please, don't hold a grudge against me!"

As the security guard spoke, he turned and ran over, yanked open the heavy door of the bar, and bent down to extend his hand: "Young master, please watch your step!"

Yang Guang snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and swaggered through the gate...