Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

As expected of a major city in the Northwest, the police in City X acted with remarkable efficiency.

The X City Special Police Team and the Shibalipu Police Group dismantled the pyramid scheme criminal gang in just one night, rescuing nearly a hundred victims.

The red and blue headlights flashed continuously, and the long convoy, like a righteous arrow, passed by the crowing roosters of the farmers, kicking up clouds of dust.

A rooster crows and the world turns white.

And so the pitch-black night was completely torn apart.

Bo Bing, Zhou Zhiyang, and other victims were taken to the First People's Hospital of X City for initial examination of their wounds, and emergency treatment was given to the seriously injured.

Thanks to Guan Yinshan's "special care," Bo Bing was given a private hospital room to rest and recuperate temporarily.

Of course, the young man did not think this was just simple care. Two police officers followed him almost every step of the way in the house. If it weren't for his strong protests, he wouldn't even have had time to go to the toilet on his own.

These two policemen are Guan Yinshan and Shouhou.

Bo Bing ignored them, so they didn't bother her. Instead, five policemen, led by Guan Yinshan, sat at a table and looked through the files on the operation.

"Your ID card is fake."

Not a question, but an affirmative.

On the table in front of Guan Yinshan was a stack of ID cards, all of which had been seized from the pyramid scheme gang.

Bo Bing didn't open his eyes; in fact, he couldn't see anything. If Alpha hadn't told him that his vision would definitely be restored within two days, he would have been quite uneasy.

【Yongquan】is in operation.

Alpha was diligently monitoring Bo Bing's physical data. The gunshot wound had been treated, and even the doctor was surprised by Bo Bing's good luck. Her bones and blood vessels were not damaged, only the shrapnel caused some damage to the muscles in her shoulder. She would need to rest for about six months to see how things went.

Of course, with the help of the system, Bo Bing knew it wouldn't take that long.

He lay flat on the hospital bed, his nose filled with the smell of disinfectant.

“Yes,” the young man said, showing no panic at being exposed. “They kidnapped my boss’s child, and I’m here to rescue him.”

"Your boss?"

Guan Yinshan's expression wasn't good, and it's understandable that he would overthink things under these circumstances. "Are you in the underworld?"

"Boss" and "boss" are generally terms used to refer to people who are not respectable or influential.

Guan Yinshan stood up and walked to the thin ice bed, staring at the disheveled young man on the bed, as if waiting for his answer. The black-haired young man was shirtless, and apart from the wounds being cleaned and disinfected, his muscles were still dirty, and he looked almost skin and bones.

"No."

Bo Bing answered very decisively.

"Huh? So you're a mercenary who gets paid to do things..."

Bo Bing recognized the voice as that of the skinny monkey.

Of course, "Skinny Monkey" isn't actually named Skinny Monkey; his real name is Hou Ping, and his nickname is Monkey.

He had a somewhat pointed face and monkey-like features, but was actually quite decent-looking. Thanks to his extremely shrewd and cunning nature, he was a rare talent among undercover agents, which is why he, a police auxiliary officer, was able to work alongside Guan Yinshan.

At least at first, Bo Bing didn't realize that Shouhou was a policeman, while Guan Yinshan, who was upright and honest, stood out. However, with Shouhou covering for him, he seemed more like a migrant worker who was not appreciated for his talent.

mercenary?

The more they talk, the more absurd it gets.

"No, I'm unemployed."

Little did he know that the room would fall silent the moment he said those words.

Unemployed people represent many possibilities, and even Guan Yinshan, as the team leader, was not confident in his ability to fight against Bo Bing. The opponent's skillful use of cold weapons and fighting techniques were almost inhuman.

Do you know the consequences of using a fake certificate?

Guan Yinshan stared at the thin ice.

"Can't we make an exception?" Bo Bing smirked. "Are you two using real ID cards?"

Guan Yinshan paused for a second, then said, "We didn't use fake documents."

"Are you kidding me?"

Bo Bing tilted her head and chuckled, "I can recite the fake ID numbers of both of you by heart, Captain Guan."

Several police officers surrounded them.

"How did you get access to the ID card? These documents are guarded by special personnel after they are handed over," a young man said, pulling the monkey aside in a very unfriendly tone. "Have you also assisted in the activities of the pyramid scheme? Confess and you will be treated leniently."

The monkey tactfully sat to one side, also curious about when Bo Bing had discovered it.

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently, or you'll rot in jail," the young man sat up and started singing a folk song like a hooligan, "Resist and you'll be punished severely, or you'll go home for the New Year."

The angry young man pointed at him, "You—"

"Wu Huan!"

Guan Yinshan's voice was very stern, and the young policeman could only mutter to himself as he sat down next to Guan Yinshan.

“Watch your words,” Guan Yinshan said, turning to Bo Bing. “The dignity of the people’s police cannot be desecrated.”

This statement was made with great conviction.

"Received, my mistake."

Bo Bing readily accepted the situation and sincerely apologized, saying, "I'm sorry."

"You go on."

Guan Yinshan gestured to the monkey to get a notebook and write it down.

“It’s simple. Using real ID in this situation would be idiotic, wouldn’t it?” Bo Bing said mockingly to Guan Yinshan. “Besides, Captain Guan’s demeanor is too conspicuous. They might not be able to tell, but I can tell you’re not a migrant worker… As for your ID number, I memorized it the moment you handed it over.”

"Your memory is that good?"

Guan Yinshan clearly didn't believe him. "How did you figure out my identity?"

It wasn't that he was confident in himself; this kind of disguise was something he did very frequently, so how could he be so easily detected?

Bo Bing certainly wouldn't say that "Makeup Techniques - Beginner" not only allows for simple makeup design but also helps see through some disguises.

“Because I used to be a migrant worker, I know what migrant workers are like.” Bo Bing’s words were not entirely a lie. In his previous life, he had worked as a migrant worker for many years, and in this life, he had also had his fill on the show. He was extremely familiar with the habits of this group. “Captain Guan is too serious. The one under you is much more capable than you.”

"You mean a monkey? Didn't you realize he's a policeman too?"

Guan Yinshan was very curious.

"If he hadn't been so close to Captain Guan, I wouldn't have noticed."

Bo Bing indeed thought so. The shrewdness and petty-mindedness of the monkey were something that Guan Yinshan, who had no worries about making a living, could not learn. The monkey's eyes darted around, and his cunning and manipulative demeanor was very deceptive.

When the monkey heard Bo Bing praise him, he happily scratched his head.

Guan Yinshan sighed and patted the monkey on the shoulder.

"So, who are you?"

Guan Yinshan crossed his arms, not missing a single expression on the young man's face.

—"Thin ice, as thin as walking on thin ice."

The young man seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled softly again, "What, is Captain Guan going to give me an award?"

"Once we have verified your identity, I can help you apply for the 'Three Good Citizen' honor."

"Oh my god, that's fantastic! Good citizen, that's just like me."

Bo Bingbang read Guan Yinshan's sentence aloud, then winked knowingly, "Is there a bonus?"

"Serve the people," Guan Yinshan retorted with a smile, ignoring the other man's whispered complaint about being stingy.

Seeing that he was indeed exhausted, Guan Yinshan stood up and gestured for everyone to leave for the time being.