F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

That fifty million?

You really have the nerve to say that.

Li Zhenguo felt his blood pressure rising rapidly.

Even his hand unconsciously reached for the psionic pistol at his waist.

He took a deep breath and forced back the word "get lost" that was about to come out of his mouth.

He lost.

In the psychological game, he was completely defeated by an eighteen-year-old boy in a way that he could not understand at all.

In the surveillance footage, after Shadow Fiend rushed into the load-bearing pillar, nothing could be seen.

The scene was in complete chaos due to the appearance of Shadow Fiend.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have arrived so late.

Did you shout or not?

who knows.

Furthermore, as for why Shadow Fiend would run into it on his own?

The forensic expert's preliminary conclusion was "severe hallucinations caused by skull trauma combined with the aftereffects of spatial travel".

Although it's outrageous, it's currently the only "scientific" explanation.

You can't exactly say that this F-class thief killed the S-class assassin with a single shout, can you?

That's not science fiction, that's fantasy.

Li Zhenguo rubbed his temples, deciding to end this farce.

He was afraid that if they continued talking, he would be tempted to pull out his gun.

Shoot it in the head!

"Alright."

He waved his hand, his tone returning to its usual cold, businesslike manner.

"The official conclusion is that Shadow Fiend, an S-class wanted criminal, died unexpectedly due to his own actions."

"You, Chen Yifan, as the sole eyewitness to the incident, to a certain extent... well, you deterred the criminals. Your actions will be recorded in your file."

"As for the reward,"

Li Zhenguo paused deliberately when he saw the sudden spark in Chen Yifan's eyes.

"Fifty million Dragon Kingdom currency and thirty thousand merit points are a huge amount, and need to be reported, approved, and reviewed."

"Once the process is complete, it will take anywhere from one month to three years, and the money will be directly deposited into your personal account."

"During this period, you must abide by the confidentiality agreement and not disclose anything that happened today to anyone, including your family. Can you do that?"

Holy crap!

One month to three years?

Chen Yifan's heart skipped a beat.

The pie in the drawing is really big and round.

I'm not even going to pretend anymore.

If you don't have 50 million, 5 million or even 500,000 will do.

But he certainly couldn't say that.

Even their faces could only show ecstasy.

"Yes! I guarantee it!"

He patted his chest, practically swearing an oath on the spot.

"money……"

"Alright, you can go now. Remember, keep it a secret."

Li Zhenguo interrupted Chen Yifan directly, and after speaking, he turned and left.

He didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

He feared that staying any longer would leave a psychological scar on his career.

However, Li Zhenguo underestimated Chen Yifan's shamelessness and cunning.

"Um, boss... words aren't enough! How about we draw up a written agreement?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhenguo, who was about to reach the door, suddenly stopped.

Without turning his head, he closed the door.

Chen Yifan pursed his lips, saying that Chen Yifan couldn't take a joke.

In the lounge, only Chen Yifan and Wang Jianguo, who was leisurely sipping tea, remained.

"Little Chen."

Wang Jianguo put down his teacup and looked at him with a smile.

"Officer Wang."

Chen Yifan immediately put on a well-behaved and sensible demeanor.

"You kid, your luck... is absolutely incredible."

Wang Jianguo stood up and patted Chen Yifan's shoulder heavily with his large, calloused hand.

This time, the force was much greater.

Chen Yifan felt that half of his body was numb.

"If you encounter any problems you can't solve while you're out in the future, you can call your uncle."

As Wang Jianguo spoke, he pulled a crumpled business card from his pocket and stuffed it into Chen Yifan's school uniform pocket.

"Of course, if you get caught stealing chickens or dogs, don't beat me up. I can't bear the shame."

"No way, Uncle Wang, I'm a law-abiding citizen."

Chen Yifan looked righteous.

After all, chickens and dogs...

What are they stealing?

If you're going to mess with someone, mess with them!

Wang Jianguo looked at his sincere face, smiled, and didn't say anything more.

He turned around and slowly walked outside. When he reached the door, as if he remembered something, he added a sentence without turning his head back.

"By the way, Xiao Chen."

"If you ever decide you don't want this kind of luck anymore, remember to tell your uncle."

"I'll accept any price."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared through the doorway.

Chen Yifan stood still.

He glanced at the warm business card, then looked down at the back of his hand, which was red from being scalded by the tea.

Only now did that feeling of utter exhaustion truly wash over me.

Excessive mental exertion caused dark spots to appear at the edges of his vision.

He gritted his teeth and walked out of the security bureau, basking in the afternoon sun, watching the traffic and pedestrians passing by on the street.

Inside the walls, the sun shines brightly, and life is peaceful and serene.

Inside the walls, the body of an S-class wanted criminal is growing cold.

He, Chen Yifan, is an F-level thief.

With an almost insane gamble, he won himself the first and most important foothold in this cruel world.

Everything is stolen.

well.

He silently pondered those four words, feeling as if the whole world on his shoulders had become lighter.

……

After leaving the Security Bureau, Chen Yifan did not go straight home.

He was afraid that his mother and sister would notice something was amiss.

He sat down on a park bench, both to rest and to reflect on his experience.

He acted so diligently for one of two purposes.

First, hide yourself.

His current strength is pitifully weak.

Admitting it rashly will only bring endless trouble, or even death.

Furthermore, the whereabouts of [Hundred Forms], who is on par with Shadow Fiend, are still unknown. Who can guarantee that he doesn't have accomplices?

Delaying time and developing stealthily is the key to success.

The second point is to test the waters.

He wanted to see what the official institutions of this world were really like.

The answer... is much the same as in my previous life.

But that old policeman named Wang Jianguo is definitely not simple.

That line, "Luck can be sold," was clearly a direct jab at him.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

If Shadow Fiend's death is officially classified as an "accident," then everything will be fine.

If it doesn't work, then keep performing, and drag it out for as long as possible.

Anyway, the other party has no evidence.

It would be best to delay for three to five years.

All of this depends on Li Zhenguo's abilities.

Finally, Chen Yifan brought up his attribute panel.

Name: Chen Yifan

[Occupation: F-rank Thief]

[Level: 0 (0/100)]

[Psionic Energy: 98 (Costs 2 points to use)]

[Mental Strength: 15/200 (Extremely Weak)]

[Attributes: Strength 50, Agility 80, Constitution 70, Spirit 200]

【Talent 1 (Public): F-Rank - Hand Speed ​​Boost Lv.0】

【Talent 2 (Hidden): Limitless - Steal All Things (Unique) Lv.0】

【Skill 1: S-Rank - Spatial Blink Lv.0 (1/100)】

【Skill 2: Stealth Investigation Lv.0】

【Skill 3: Steal Lv.0 (Cooldown: 21 hours 52 minutes)】

……

With only 15 points of mental energy left, no wonder I felt like I could die at any moment.

The cooldown for [Steal] is still 22 hours.

However, he was quite satisfied with being able to steal an S-rank skill.

It seems that stealing such a high-value target comes at a huge cost.

However, it was all worth it.

His gaze fell upon that brand-new skill.

[Spatial Blink (S-rank) Lv.0: Consumes 10 points of Spiritual Power and 2 points of Spiritual Energy to instantly teleport to any location within 10 meters in front. No cooldown.]

No cooling!

As expected of an S-rank skill.

Although it consumes both mental and spiritual energy, it represents infinite possibilities.

That's a truly divine skill!

With it, he finally had a real trump card to save his life in the newbie dungeon three days later.

Chen Yifan suppressed his excitement and shifted his attention to the F-level talent [Hand Speed ​​Amplification].

[Effect: Increases hand dexterity speed by 10%.]

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers long and slender with distinct knuckles.

With a thought, his talent was activated.

A strange sensation came from his brain; he felt that his neural connection with his right hand seemed to have become tighter and more efficient.

He tried to quickly bend and stretch his fingers.

Then,

His five fingers left a blurry afterimage in mid-air.

Holy crap?

That's a bit too much.

The 10% increase, combined with his already high agility of 80, resulted in such a remarkable effect.

If this were used for...

Countless possibilities flashed through Chen Yifan's mind in an instant.

Bomb disposal, surgery, playing the piano, carving, fastening...

Cough!

Of course, there's also lock picking and theft.

Most importantly, what are hands for?

That's naturally for attacking!

This F-rank talent is not trash at all, but a seriously underrated divine skill.

Its value depends on where the user uses it.

A true strong person never complains that their weapon is not good enough.

A slow smile crept onto Chen Yifan's lips.

He felt like a miner who had just struck gold, with the future full of boundless light.

He sat on the bench for a full two hours.

Only after the excruciating dizziness subsided slightly did I get up and go home.

He had to go back and give his mother and sister an explanation.

And, think carefully about which genius we should steal tomorrow?