A passing traveler through the heavens

With his head down, Di Yun's mind was in turmoil.

She thought to herself, "Why is Mr. Ji staring at me so intently? It's making me a little embarrassed!"

"But then again, the way he looked so serious and focused on handling things just now was really handsome! If... if he could be my boyfriend, that would be so wonderful!"

At the same time, although Ji Lin's gaze seemed to be on Di Yun, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, his attention was actually focused entirely on the system panel in front of him that only he could see.

Ji Lin was quite surprised to see the data on the screen representing Di Yun's favorability towards him steadily increasing.

He muttered to himself, "What on earth is this reporter Di thinking? Why is he inexplicably trying to win me over, causing my favorability rating to keep rising?"

"I haven't even started my approach yet!"

Just as Ji Lin was filled with doubt, he decided to first wake Di Yun from his daze.

So he asked softly, "Miss Di, why have you followed me here from He Xin's manor?"

Upon hearing Ji Lin's question, Di Yun suddenly looked up as if waking from a dream, her cheeks flushed red, and stammered, "Actually...actually, I just wanted to do an interview with you."

"After all, someone like you who can impress Mr. He must have some extraordinary qualities."

"That's why I followed you all the way here, hoping to have the opportunity to interview you."

After listening to Di Yun's explanation, Ji Lin smiled slightly, indicating his understanding. He then took Di Yun to a nearby coffee shop and gladly accepted Di Yun's interview request.

In a coffee shop filled with a rich aroma, Di Yun sat in a comfortable sofa chair, holding a notebook and pen, and was seriously throwing out a series of questions at Ji Lin across from him.

She inquired in detail about Ji Lin's height, weight, blood type, zodiac sign, family background, and other details.

Meanwhile, Ji Lin looked at Di Yun with a helpless yet slightly mocking expression, thinking to himself: "This isn't a reporter conducting an interview; it's practically a unique matchmaking event!"

He couldn't help but pick up the coffee cup on the table, take a sip, then put the cup down and smiled at Di Yun.

"Reporter Di, can we talk about something normal? Your questions are way too comprehensive, it's almost like a census."

"It doesn't feel like an interview anymore; it feels more like they're trying to date me or discuss marriage."

Upon hearing Ji Lin's words, Di Yun panicked and began to stammer, "Nonsense...nonsense, what...what nonsense!"

In an instant, her cheeks flushed bright red, as lovely as a ripe apple.

After a while, seeing that Ji Lin was just smiling at him, Di Yun calmed down a little, but still lowered his head somewhat embarrassed.

Just then, a brief silence fell between the two of them.

However, not long after, Di Yun seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his head, and muttered in an even softer voice, "Then... what kind of girl do you like?"

As she spoke, she carefully observed Ji Lin's reaction, secretly praying that he wouldn't overhear her.

But things didn't go as planned. Ji Lin not only heard Di Yun's whisper clearly, but also burst into laughter.

Di Yun was extremely embarrassed. She wished she could disappear into the ground, thinking, "Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!"

"My ideal type of girl would be someone as charming as Reporter Di, that would be enough."

After saying that, Ji Lin raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, estimating that it was about time.

He straightened up slightly, smiled at Di Yun opposite him, and said sincerely, "Miss Di, I'm really sorry, I have some matters to attend to here, so I'm afraid I can't chat with you any longer today."

"However, if I have the opportunity to come to Hong Kong Island in the future, I will definitely cooperate well with your interview."

After speaking, Ji Lin turned and left...

Upon hearing that Ji Lin's description of the ideal girl was actually her type, Di Yun couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

However, when she realized that Ji Lin was about to leave, the joy that had just risen was instantly replaced by a strong sense of loss.

Watching Ji Lin's retreating figure, Di Yun bit her lower lip, clenched her fist, and silently vowed: "Hong Kong, is it? I will definitely conduct another exclusive interview with you, Ji Lin!"

Ji Lin, who had already stepped out of the coffee shop, seemed to sense something and subconsciously looked back at Di Yun, who was still sitting inside.

At the same time, he quickly recalled the data on Di Yun's favorability towards him in his mind, and saw that the value had soared to an impressive 90 points.

Upon seeing this result, Ji Lin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile...

Time flies, and five days have passed in the blink of an eye. Ji Lin returned to Hong Kong Island, travel-worn and exhausted.

After a short rest, he immediately began the relocation process and successfully settled his family in the pleasant Deep Water Bay villa.

After settling down, Ji Lin still had a pile of urgent matters to deal with.

The first thing to do is to relocate and arrange personnel.

After careful consideration, Ji Lin decided to transfer Zhou Xingxing to Mong Kok as a detective, and at the same time appointed Cao Dahua as his plainclothes police officer.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Lin made new work arrangements for Cai Yuanqi, Li Shutang, Zhuo Jingquan, and others.

He transferred these individuals to other locations within the Yau Tsim Mong district to serve as detectives, and also reassured them.

"Rest assured, everyone. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely arrange for you to be placed in better positions. What I gain, you will also gain."

Faced with such arrangements and promises, everyone accepted the task without complaint.

With a series of personnel appointments and removals now settled, the entire Yau Tsim Mong district is now under Ji Lin's control.

However, Ji Lin had other plans for Liang Xiaotang, the patrol officer. He intended to keep Liang Xiaotang by his side for the time being as an ordinary plainclothes police officer.

After completing these important tasks, Ji Lin finally had time to go see Luo Tianhong.

The two of them went together to visit Gao Da, Gao Jin, and others.

Luo Tianhong drove Ji Lin to a house in an extremely remote location.

After getting out of the car, the two walked quickly toward the somewhat old-looking house.

Upon opening the door, the first thing that catches the eye is the spacious living room, where Gao Da, Long Wu, and others are sitting around the sofa smoking.

Amidst the swirling smoke, the solemn expressions on everyone's faces were faintly visible.

Just as Ji Lin and the others stepped into the room, Long Wu, who had been smoking with his head down, seemed to suddenly realize something.

He suddenly raised his head, his sharp, hawk-like gaze instantly locking onto Ji Lin.

Feeling this gaze, Ji Lin was slightly startled and thought to himself, "Truly living up to his reputation! No wonder he was once a special forces soldier."

After briefly explaining the purpose of their visit, Gao Da got up and led Ji Lin toward one of the rooms.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a strong smell of medicine hit me.

Inside the room, Xi Qi was carefully washing Gao Jin's body as he lay on the bed, her movements gentle and meticulous.

Gao Da stood by the bed and whispered to Ji Lin about Gao Jin's current condition: "The bullet entered from the right side of his skull and then came out from the left side. Fortunately, it didn't stay in his brain."

At this point, Gao Da paused, his tone becoming increasingly heavy.

"Although most of the major nerves were not severed, he will probably remain paralyzed for a short period of time due to the severity of his injuries."

"Moreover, he not only speaks unclearly now, and often cannot express his meaning accurately, but his emotions are also extremely unstable."

“Once they get angry, they may even have self-destructive tendencies.”

"In addition, according to the doctor's diagnosis, he has most likely completely lost his sense of taste and now only has a feeling for a type of bitter chocolate."

Looking at Gao Jin, Ji Lin placed his hand on Gao Jin's shoulder...