The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 493: The Nobel Prizes have been announced, but none of this book's readers have won. I'm very disappointed.
"This workshop is in a rather remote location, even outside Xiling."

After parking the car on the flat ground by the roadside, Yang Liang got out of the car and looked around at the somewhat desolate scenery, casually remarking.

At this point, he was already outside the town's boundaries, in the surrounding village area.

The road next to us was no longer asphalt, but a cement road that was obviously quite old. Most of the friction marks had been worn away, and there were still many cracks. The bumps were quite noticeable when we drove here.

But thankfully it wasn't a muddy road.

Remember, if there are still villages with muddy roads these days, it means that throwing a pack of cigarettes on the ground in that village and asking who threw it could trigger a world war. The people there are as simple and honest as those in Gotham.

The current situation is perfectly normal.

Lin Li, who had ultimately abandoned Yan Aosong amidst his sorrowful laughter and boarded the rickshaw, also got off. Upon hearing this, he glanced at the message on his phone and casually snapped his fingers:

"It would be even more unreasonable if the counterfeit cigarette workshops were built in downtown areas."

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Isn't it the darkest place under the lamp?" Yang Liang smiled, neither denying nor agreeing.

He adhered to this principle.

For example, ever since his colleagues learned that his secret stash of money had never been discovered by his wife, they often came to him for advice, and eventually they managed to uncover Yang Liang's brilliant idea!
He hid his secret stash of money in his wife's bank account!

It was right under their noses, yet Yang Liang's wife remained completely unaware of this, oblivious to this terrifying fact!
A top-tier battle of wits comparable to Zhongli's feigned death; Yangliang's wife might cry when she learns the truth.

"But that's not what I'm impressed about. What I'm really impressed about is that your connections have actually reached this far, even outside of Xiling."

Yang Liang naturally knew that these kinds of dens, even in urban areas, were usually located in old residential buildings, so it was normal for them to be set up in a village like this, so he added with a smile and a sigh.

"whee."

Yan Aosong, who had been following Yang Liang's car and had already parked it, came over to meet the two of them: "Let's go, let's go to the scene."

To avoid alerting the enemy, the two parked their car some distance from the actual location of the workshop. They planned to go and observe first, and if they were not discovered, they would wait for the other demon envoys to arrive before taking action.

"Walk."

"Holy crap, a sword." Lin Li hadn't walked far before he picked up a stick from the ground.

Although it's not as straight as the one we picked up during the autumn outing, which is now sitting on the classroom windowsill, it's still fun to play with.

Yang Liang and Yan Aosong watched Lin Li walk ahead and begin whipping the roadside weeds with his sword, and shook their heads with amusement—Lin Li at this moment was actually quite human.

"Lin Li, don't go any further in. I remember there are snakes here. I don't know if they're all hibernating or not. Be careful they don't bite you when they wake you up with a bad temper." Yan Aosong was also a little more relaxed and laughed.

"It's not a big problem,"

Lin Li continued to wield his invincible swordsmanship, his tone even more nonchalant:
“I developed a universal method for treating snake venom a very early age. If it weren’t for the fact that winning a Nobel Prize at the age of six is ​​so shocking and would bring me unnecessary attention and make me lose my happy childhood, I would have published this discovery in those top journals long ago.”

It's not just a concern that it's horrifying.

Lin Li said that if a college student wins the Nobel Prize, some schools can add a full 2 ​​credits. Why waste the opportunity at the age of six?

Yang Liang and Yan Aosong exchanged a glance, nodded, and reached an agreement.

Do not ask.

To shut up.

silence.

Lin Li: "Since you two uncles are curious and have asked, then I will tell you."

My research has revealed that all snake venom is protein, and proteins lose their activity at high temperatures. Therefore, simply boiling a poisoned person in a pressure cooker for one hour will inevitably deactivate the venom, rendering it harmless.

"Who the hell asked you that?!"

"Who's curious! We're both being very quiet!"

Yang Liang and Yan Aosong's lips twitched slightly. This Linli, with his deep grooves, had now adapted to the point that he no longer needed a straight man.

But how should I put it, in Yang Liang and Yan Aosong's opinion, Lin Li's research shouldn't be published in a top-tier scientific journal; they suggest it be published in a top-tier culinary journal instead.

Hannibal and the cannibals will probably subscribe.

Yan Aosong sighed: "The snakes here are all non-venomous, otherwise they would have been dealt with long ago. But if it were you, Lin Li, you wouldn't need to worry about being bitten by a venomous snake. Even the most venomous five-step snake probably wouldn't be able to handle you."

Lin Li remained silent, continuing to demonstrate his swordsmanship.

Do not ask.

To shut up.

Sink—

Yang Liang then looked at Yan Aosong: "Oh? What do you mean?"

Yan Aosong: "A snake takes five steps and a man dies in five steps; Cao Zhi is a poet in seven steps; Lin Li is a man in nine steps. Lin Li wins!"

Lin Li: "(へ╬)!!"

Who asked you! Oh, Uncle Yang really did ask.

Those despicable Uncle Yan, those despicable Uncle Yang! Not only do they refuse to be each other's straight men, but they also have to be each other's straight men! One against two, the advantage is not mine, how pathetic!

Lin Li: "But, Uncle, if I really get bitten by a poisonous snake, would you be willing to help me suck out the venom?"

Yang Liang shook his head: "No, drug use is illegal."

Lin Li: "Can you help me get to the hospital?"

Yan Aosong shook his head: "No, assisting in drug trafficking is also illegal."

Lin Li: "Then can you take me home to die?"

Yang Liang shook his head: "No, assisting in the possession of drugs is also illegal."

Lin Li: "Then what should I do?"

Yan Aosong and Yang Liang: "Snake venom is made of protein. Protein loses its activity at high temperatures. You can put yourself in a pressure cooker and boil for an hour. The snake venom will definitely lose its activity and will no longer be able to harm you."

Lin Li: "()!"

Holy crap, both of my uncles could win the Nobel Prize!

By the way, does winning the Nobel Prize grant academic credits to the Demon Slayer? If not, then forget it.

……

The distance between the parking spot and the destination wasn't too far. After deliberately avoiding too much conversation with Lin Li for a few minutes, she subconsciously slowed her pace and gestured with her chin:
"Is that the building?"

"Yes, that's right, it matches the picture the undercover agent sent me."

Following Lin Li's directions, Yang Liang and Yan Aosong's gazes locked onto an inconspicuous village house not far away.

The darkness provided cover, and on the surface, it looked no different from the other farmhouses around it—the doors and windows were tightly closed, the curtains were drawn, and only a dim incandescent light on the porch provided barely any illumination.

To be honest, if it weren't for the clear direction of the numerous intelligence reports, it would be difficult to distinguish it from the background and notice its difference.

They exchanged a glance, kept their distance, and slowly approached each other, using the shadows of the trees at the corner of the house as cover.

As I began to observe and discern more carefully, I also noticed the "extraordinary" aspects hidden within this seemingly ordinary building.

For example, from the perspective of smell, you can find that in addition to the smell of soil, hay and a faint smell of livestock shed, an undeniable smell of chemical raw materials stubbornly enters the nasal cavity.

Furthermore, there seemed to be a continuous low-frequency humming sound from behind or to the side of the house, which was not the sound of agricultural machinery commonly seen in farmhouses. It was interspersed with short, crisp "click, click, click" sounds in a very regular rhythm, about a hundred times per minute.

Yang Liang's gaze fell on the shady side of the house, near the ground, where an inconspicuous, simple exhaust pipe was slowly and almost imperceptibly emitting a thin, faint white vapor. In the not-so-cold air, this continuous, minute amount of steam seemed somewhat abrupt.

Great, if there was a problem, then there's no problem.

All these anomalies prove that the three people had not gone to the wrong place, and that the undercover agent's intelligence was correct.

"I've already called people over."

Now that the target had been identified, Yang Liang fiddled with his phone for a while, then looked up and said.

The two nodded. Without knowing how many people were inside the building, it was indeed inappropriate for just three people to go in and arrest someone.

Then came a short wait.

Lin Li was thinking about a more comprehensive approach to completing the task.

Because they had already communicated in advance, the "reinforcements" arrived in less than ten minutes.

This time, the vehicles used were either police cars or official vehicles from the tobacco company, but no sirens were on.

With the arrival of reinforcements, and because an encirclement and assault plan had been prepared in advance, the remaining demon envoys who arrived immediately and skillfully occupied the front and back doors of the house and any possible escape routes.

"action!"

Yang Liang gave the order; his voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"For Demacia!! For the Horde!"

"Yes!"

Because of something strange mixed in, Lin Li was punched hard on the head, becoming the first righteous character to be gloriously injured in this operation.

I wonder if I can apply for a first-class merit for this.

Wu Min will probably be very happy to see the "Family of First-Class Merit" sign hanging above her door when she gets home.

Now, it's time for fantasy—

"boom!"

The main entrance was violently slammed open by a burly demon-suppressing warrior, and the pungent smell of chemicals mixed with a strong tobacco odor instantly burst out of the room—

"Don't move! Police!"

"Hands behind your head, squat down!"

Under the dim light, several simple cigarette rolling and packaging machines could be seen in operation. The ground and tables were piled with scattered tobacco, filter rods, counterfeit cigarette boxes, and boxes and cartons of semi-finished and finished counterfeit cigarettes.

Five or six men in oil-stained work clothes were scrambling around. Some tried to turn off the machine, some tried to hide something, but most of them were frozen in place, their faces pale, and instinctively followed the instructions to squat down with their hands on their heads.

In real life, there are very few ruthless bandits who dare to confront the Demon Suppressor head-on, especially in such "small" cases.

Lin Li followed them in, heading straight for the piles of finished counterfeit cigarettes, helping to maintain order and assisting in securing evidence.

In this way, the system should always claim some credit for its own efforts.

The scene was chaotic. The hum of the machines had not yet completely stopped, and the shouts of the demon slayers and the workers' pleas for mercy or explanations were mixed together.

"Ok?"

Lin Li caught a glimpse of a guy out of the corner of his eye.

In the shadows near the back window, a small, thin figure who had been crouching on the ground took advantage of the fact that several demon slayers were focused on restraining a burly man who was trying to argue, and that everyone's attention was on the main entrance and the machine. The figure scurried towards the small door.

The movements were extremely fast and very stealthy, almost touching the ground.

This small door was indeed unexpected by the Demon Suppressor. If he were allowed to leave, he would probably be able to escape.

Lin Li wasn't the only one to notice him.

Yang Liang, who had a comprehensive view of the situation, also noticed this person. He frowned slightly, took a step forward, and prepared to shout.

"Uncle," Lin Li stopped him, speaking in a low, whispered voice, "Let him go."

Upon hearing this, Yang Liang's eyes flashed with understanding.

Not only did he stop making a sound, but he also cooperated exceptionally well, subtly turning his body in another direction, using his broad back to block part of the view towards that corner, as if he were observing another pile of evidence.

In those few seconds of delay and obstructed view, the thin, dark figure had already successfully opened an inconspicuous little door in the corner, slipped out in a flash, and quickly disappeared into the thick darkness behind the house.

Yang Liang asked in a low voice, "This is your undercover agent? Didn't you say he had already left?"

Lin Li: "No, I don't know him."

Yang Liang: "?"

"So you mean you want me to release him...?"

"There are too many people here, I don't feel like I'm involved, so I'll let one escape and then go and catch him. Uncle, I'm off, wait for my good news."

As Lin Li spoke, he did several large, sweeping stretches on the spot, and then jogged towards the small door.

Watching Lin Li's retreating figure...

Yang Liang: "(゜▽゜)?"

No!

No! Did they really send the child this?
What kind of pointless behavior is this? Am I part of his play too?

Then Yang Liang sighed, his face showing worry.

Of course, it goes without saying who is worried.

Anyway, it's not Linli.

……

Lin Li's purpose in doing this was simple: in previous instances where he completed two tasks at once, he had also caught "escaped criminal suspects".

Although it's uncertain whether this is a necessary factor to complete both phases at once, and it doesn't seem to involve the "Xiaoyao San" (a type of herbal medicine), it's still best to be cautious and not skimp on it this time, just in case.

Because he had spoken with Yang Liang for a while, the thin man's figure disappeared from sight for a moment, but Lin Li was not flustered at all.

【"Mark": Designate a visible target within 100 meters and mark it. After marking, you can accurately perceive its location within a certain range.

The range of perception varies depending on your strength and ability, with a minimum of three kilometers; the duration of the effect is three hours for living beings and twenty-four hours for non-living beings.

One use attempt is accumulated every 24 hours, with a maximum of 3 uses accumulated.

Lin Li also has this ability.

Lin Li, who had just marked the man directly, could now clearly sense his location. Perhaps he thought driving would be too conspicuous, or it would attract the attention of the demon-suppressing envoys inside the building. In any case, despite the many cars outside the building, he didn't drive any of them.

Lin Li chose to achieve his dream on his own two legs—because he could "see" that he moved very slowly.

That makes no sense. If he had driven away, he could have made a "Fast & Furious" movie.

Lock onto the direction and race off.

Upon seeing the thin man, Lin Li laughed even more freely:

"I am Superman M!"

"Your daddy once said that someone like you is one of a kind in Chengdu, a loli~"

man:"?"

In the middle of the night, I turned my head and saw a handsome young man smiling and saying these things to me, while he was also speeding up and closing the distance between us. To be honest, it was very scary.

But realizing that Lin Li had come out of the small building and was most likely there to arrest him, he turned around and tried to speed up his escape.

"Listen, baby, I love you so much. Okay, watch me send you to Chengdu!" Lin Li regretted that he hadn't brought a "Heart of Chengdu" with him, so he was missing a prop.

"Watch me burn the bird with candles!"

There was no sound behind him, but he caught a glimpse of a dark figure out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw that Lin Li had somehow gotten up and was running alongside him, his posture very relaxed, his hand propping up his temple. Noticing his gaze, Lin Li raised an eyebrow.
"Pry it open yourself~"

man:"!!!"

(End of this chapter)