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Jiang Youli tied up Zhu Jianzhong and his underlings and locked them in her room.

At seven o'clock, Grandpa and Uncle Zhou arrived.

Upon seeing Zhu Jianzhong and his henchmen tied to the wooden cabinet, Uncle Zhou walked over and kicked Zhu Jianzhong hard in the chest.

"You bastard, do you even know how many villagers there are in Jianshan Village? You actually wanted to blow the village up!"

Seeing this, Zhu Jianzhong's younger brother struggled to move over, trying to shield Zhu Jianzhong from the injury.

Uncle Zhou kicked Zhu Jianzhong's underling away and cursed, "It'll be your turn soon, what's the rush!"

As he spoke, he angrily kicked Zhu Jianzhong again.

Zhu Jianzhong's mouth was covered, rendering him unable to speak, and he could only endure Zhou Wang kicking him in a fit of rage.

Jiang Youli did not stop her.

After all, if Zhu Jianzhong's plan succeeds, all the hundreds of people in the village will perish here tonight.

After venting his anger, Uncle Zhou turned around and sat down, saying, "Li girl, last night we did as you said, we dug out all the explosives buried in the village, and we also had the bomb experts remove the wires."

Jiang Youli nodded, "Okay, Uncle Zhou, before 11 p.m. tonight, you and Aunt Meng should take my grandfather and the other uncles and aunts to hide underground."

There are cellars in the village, which were originally used to store important goods, but one day they were used to hide people.

Uncle Zhou nodded, "I understand."

Jiang Xing, as if remembering something, asked, "Xiao Li, what about the fourteen death row inmates?"

Uncle Zhou and the others then remembered that these death row inmates had not yet been dealt with.

Jiang Youli had already planned ahead and said directly, "Leave only one death row inmate as a key witness to testify against Zhu Jianzhong later, and leave the other thirteen death row inmates in the village as bait."

Aunt Meng expressed her concerns: "These death row inmates are ruthless killers. If no one is watching them, they probably won't cooperate."

Jiang Youli looked at 001, who hadn't said a word in the corner: "She will be in charge of those thirteen death row inmates."

Immediately, everyone in the room followed Jiang Youli's gaze and looked at 001, who had his hands in his pockets.

001 was wearing a long black trench coat with the collar turned up high, covering most of her face. She also wore a black hat with the brim pulled low, making it impossible to see her face.

Her attire, coupled with her constant silence, gave her an air of mystery.

Jiang Youli explained, "Everyone, don't worry. 001 is not an ordinary person. She is a robot that my father developed with his life's work and has superhuman abilities. Therefore, she has no need to worry about being accidentally hit by bullets."

Hearing this, everyone was relieved.

This task is indeed most suitable for 001.

Jiang Youli got up and walked to the window, gazing quietly at the night outside.

Outside the window, it was pitch black, with only the lights from the villagers' houses flickering in the darkness, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Her eyes darkened, and she said in an icy tone, "Now, the real show begins."

……

Zhu Jianzhong's men, who were hiding in the village, had been observing Jiang Youli's situation from the mountain using night vision binoculars.

"My brother's been in there for so long and hasn't come out yet. Could something have happened to him? Should we act now?"

"If we haven't received any news of a change in the plan, we'll proceed according to the original plan. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, we can't afford the responsibility!"

This morning, their orders were that if their leader had not left the village by 11 o'clock, they should attack the village under the pretext of hunting down a fugitive, rescue their leader, and then detonate the explosives that had been planted in various parts of the village.

Not long after, they saw several villagers go to Jiang Youli's house and come out again about two hours later.

The men checked the time; it was already nine o'clock at night.

"Get ready, if our eldest brother doesn't come out by 11 o'clock, we'll go into the village and rescue him!"

"Yes!"

……

After having dinner with her grandfather and the others, Jiang Youli took a nap. When she was woken up by her 11 o'clock alarm, she opened the wooden window and looked at the scenery outside.

She picked up her phone and started a live stream, pointing it at the sky outside.

"Hello, the live stream has started. The fireworks show will officially begin in less than an hour."

The live stream quickly attracted many of Jiang Youli's fans, including music fans, novel fans, and those who were just there to watch the drama unfold.

[It's here! After waiting all night, the live stream is finally starting!]

[Speaking of which, the great god went back to the village for the New Year, but didn't he take Young Master Qi with him?!]

[Yes, yes! This is the first New Year I've known Young Master Qi, it's very meaningful!]

Jiang Youli smiled and said, "Huanhuan is still busy, but he'll be here soon."

The comments section in the live stream became even more lively:

[Ahhh! So, in private, the big shots all call Young Master Qi "Huanhuan"? How affectionate!]

[Hehehe, you guys get so excited when I call you Huanhuan, imagine how happy you'd be if I called you "husband"!]

After a while, Jiang Youli picked up her phone and took pictures around the house.

When the camera focused on Zhu Jianzhong and his henchmen, who were tied up, the comments changed:

[Holy crap! What's up with that guy? He looked like he was tied up!]

[I saw it too! Who is that middle-aged man?!]

Jiang Youli stated bluntly: "Zhu Jianzhong is the director of the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau."

[Holy crap! You're insane, master! How could you keep such a person tied up at home?]

[Yeah, you're going to rot in jail!]

[Wait, I think I've realized something! Could this Zhu Jianzhong be the big shot Tong Zhouzhou exposed before?]

[So why is he here? Experts, please answer quickly!]

Just then, gunshots rang out from the village.

The live broadcast room exploded:

[Did I hear a gunshot?]

[I think I heard that too!]

[You must have misheard. Someone must be setting off fireworks outside!]

[It's either fireworks or gunshots!]

Zhu Jianzhong, who was tied up, struggled desperately, but he had no way to break free.

Jiang Youli calmly said, "It was definitely gunfire. Zhu Jianzhong sent men to attack the village."

No sooner had he finished speaking than screams began to come from outside.

Panic gripped the live stream room:

[Could it be that Zhu Jianzhong is trying to kill me to silence me?!]

[You know what, it's really true. The village is so remote; if something happens, it's actually quite easy to cover it up and keep it from being discovered!]

[Is this for real? Master, is this another performance you arranged? I'm a little scared!]

Jiang Youli turned around and inserted a silver needle into Zhu Jianzhong's temple.

Soon, Zhu Jianzhong stopped struggling and fell into a deep sleep.

[What is this expert doing?]

[I don't know, let's see what happens!]

Jiang Youli took her phone, walked to the door, opened it, and pointed the camera outside.

Someone was fleeing in the distance, followed by a gunshot, and the fleeing person fell to the ground.

Because we were far away, we couldn't see very clearly, but we could still vaguely make out that the people with guns were dressed in armed attire.

[This is insane! Are these people really shooting villagers?!]

[Hey, don't scare me! Tell me this is a prank you planned!]

About twenty minutes later, the door to Jiang Youli's room was pushed open from the outside, and a group of armed men rushed in.

"Put your hands up!"