Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

In the interrogation room.

The evening breeze filtered through the window, gently blowing into the room, brushing Lin Chuan's face with the crisp freshness of Lincang's night, along with a hint of jacaranda fragrance—almost as if witnessing jacarandas set against the azure sky, gracefully swaying, their blue and purple hues complementing each other.

Chief Pan Sheng and Captain Guo Ming looked deep into Lin Chuan's eyes and took a deep breath to regain their composure.

Guo Ming continued, "Comrade Lin Chuan, after borrowing the motorcycle shop owner's heavy bike, did you immediately set off to intercept the scam gang?"

"Yes," Lin Chuan nodded.

"Where did you encounter the scam gang?" Guo Ming asked.

Lin Chuan thought for a moment, "I first encountered them on the county road between Stone Cliff Bay and the Ten Mile Corridor. After I confirmed they were the scam gang, I intercepted them at a turning point on a rural road they had to take."

At that moment, Chief Pan Sheng raised his hand, "Comrade Lin Chuan, let me interrupt for a moment. How exactly did you know the scam gang's route?"

Lin Chuan looked at Pan Sheng and smiled, "That was thanks to our Anling Police Station Cyber Police, Xia Qingqing."

"Could you elaborate?"

Lin Chuan nodded and then gave a detailed account of the section Xia Qingqing was responsible for.

Chief Pan Sheng suddenly realized and praised repeatedly, "Infiltrate the phone, acquire information, remotely assist—you guys' teamwork was just perfect!"

"You flatter me," Lin Chuan replied humbly.

After listening, Guo Ming felt somewhat inferior and continued to ask about the case.

This question was also his most curious and baffling one.

"Comrade Lin Chuan, after you intercepted the criminal gang, there were 15 of them, 13 men and 2 women, and there were only 2 of you. How did you subdue these fifteen fraudsters?"

Chief Pan Sheng and another detective also lifted their eyes, staring intently at Lin Chuan.

Without a doubt, this was the highlight of the entire case.

Also, it was the most puzzling link.

Lin Chuan's demeanor was relaxed, he simply smiled, "I just used this toy gun to scare them a bit."

The toy gun was resting on the table.

Chief Pan Sheng was startled, he picked up the toy gun, inspecting it meticulously, finding nothing special.

It was a very ordinary toy gun, with no modifications whatsoever.

Its lethality was almost negligible.

He couldn't understand how a toy gun could deceive 15 fraudsters?

In his many years of experience, he had never encountered such a situation!

Lin Chuan looked at their expressions and laughed, "The saying goes, 'The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.' I was merely playing a psychological game. These 15 were con artists themselves; they know that seeing isn't always believing. Plus, we were a bit distant at that moment, so they couldn't clearly see whether the gun in my hand was real or not."

"Hence, as long as I didn't shoot, the gun was real to them."

Every gamer knows that when the enemy's Zhong Kui is prowling around you, it causes an intangible pressure because you don't know when he will strike.

But once he attacks, his deterrence plummets.

This is the essence of psychological warfare.

For the fraudsters, the gun represented a form of deterrence.

Lin Chuan spoke casually, but the actual situation was dramatic and heart-pounding.

Guo Ming's expression shifted thoughtfully, "Comrade Lin Chuan, could you perhaps recreate the scene for us?"

"Recreate?" Lin Chuan was taken aback.

"Yes!" Guo Ming handed the toy gun to Lin Chuan, "pretend I'm a fraudster and show me how you did it."

Lin Chuan glanced at Guo Ming and then took the gun.

The moment the gun exchanged hands, Lin Chuan's temperament changed.

From a handsome and clean-cut youth, he transformed into a master of guns.

His gaze was firm, his countenance indifferent.

Cold, absolutely confident.

Guo Ming was momentarily stunned by the transformation, and even the listening Chief Pan Sheng couldn't help but furrow his brows, his eyes firmly fixed on Lin Chuan.

The toy gun began to spin in Lin Chuan's hand.

In an instant.

The gun, as though it had come to life, continuously revolved around Lin Chuan's fingers, following the motions of Lin Chuan's arm as it extended, bent, raised, and lowered—the gun always spinning in his palm.

Whoosh!

Lin Chuan's hand stopped, and the muzzle of the gun pointed squarely at Guo Ming's forehead.

The interrogation room fell silent.

Deadly quiet!

Chief Pan Sheng's face went stiff.

The detective taking notes froze, his pen stalled on the page.

And Guo Ming couldn't help but swallow nervously.

Putting himself in the shoes of a fraudster, he wondered how would he react facing Lin Chuan like this?

A true swordsman could use anything as a sword, even flowers and leaves, and even just a twig could be turned from decay to magic in their hands.

And Lin Chuan, he was like that true swordsman.

In his hands, whether the gun was real or fake, it no longer mattered.

"It was roughly like that."

Lin Chuan smiled, set down the toy gun, his expression natural and friendly.

Guo Ming breathed a sigh of relief and gave Lin Chuan a thumbs up, "You are a true king of guns."

"You're too kind," Lin Chuan said modestly.

The record was complete.

In the meeting room of the Lincang Police Station.

Chief Pan Sheng and Captain Guo Ming, along with several officers, compiled the statements of Lin Chuan, Shen Qianqian, Xia Qingqing, the victims, and the fraudsters to reconstruct the entire sequence of events.

Pan Sheng did not hide his admiration for Lin Chuan, "This young fellow Lin Chuan has meticulous thinking, solid skills, decisive actions, and an extremely strong psychological quality. He's naturally cut out to be a police officer!"

"Yes, it's just a pity he became a web novel writer," Guo Ming sighed.

"If we could recruit him into our Lincang Police..." Pan Sheng suddenly voiced a bold idea.

Guo Ming's eyes lit up, "Director, are you saying...?"

Immediately.

Pan Sheng smiled to himself, shook his head, and said, "Our Lincang Police Station, I'm afraid, cannot accommodate such a big Buddha."

He knew that the command to mobilize the Criminal Police Brigade to rescue Lin Chuan was directly issued from the Yundian Provincial Department.

A normal web novel writer having the provincial department stirred up?

Clearly impossible!

So, Pan Sheng quickly discarded the somewhat childish idea.

After restoring the facts of the case, Pan Sheng immediately reported upward and arranged for the publicity department to tout this case as a model of police and public solving a case together.

On the other side.

In the office of Han River Province, Zhong Chengming received the files from the Yundian Provincial Department and read them very carefully.

A few minutes later.

Zhong Chengming, wearing an administrative jacket, burst out laughing heartily, the wrinkles around his eyes clearly visible.

"Comrade Lin is indeed a talent!"

"With just a toy gun between two people, daring to confront a crime gang of 15 people, they have even more guts than I did in my days!"

"Not bad at all."

Zhong Chengming looked at the file in his hands, nodding continuously, with a clear admiration for talent.

Then, he glanced at a group photo on the desk.

That was a photo of him and his son.

Zhong Chengming sighed, "If only you had half the ability of Lin Chuan, you would be considered to have inherited half of my skills; but unfortunately, instead of being a good cop, you went off to do archaeology."

...

The night in Lincang was tranquil and beautiful.

A few stars hung in the night sky, moonlight spilled on the ground, creating a world of silvery white. The street lamps, emitting a warm yellow light, illuminated the main thoroughfares bustling with traffic.

After finishing their statements, Old Bai got his phone back, reported his safety to his family, and then insisted on treating Lin Chuan, Shen Qianqian, and Xia Qingqing to a meal.

The three of them readily agreed.

Over the meal, Lin Chuan and Old Bai grew much closer.

Old Bai kept calling him 'brother,' admiring Lin Chuan from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, admiration!

From the moment Lin Chuan showed up on that rural road, Bai Yang had decided that Lin Chuan was his 'brother.'

So much so, that when he returned to his hotel room, the first thing he did was open his phone and send two Alliance Hierarch rewards to Lin Chuan's new book to boost its popularity.

The second thing was to open Lin Chuan's reader group.

"Brothers, I almost got tricked into the factory area!" Old Bai sent a message.

As an active member of the group who often gave out red packets, many readers remembered him.

[Old Bai, what's wrong with you?]

[Almost tricked into the factory area, were you scammed?]

[Weren't you going to meet your online love? How did you almost get tricked into the factory area?]

[Right, you even posted a selfie bragging yesterday!]

[...]

Old Bai, half-reclining on the hotel window with a white blanket over him, typed rapidly on his phone's screen:

"Mr. Lin was right, online dating is risky. That little witch was a fraudster; she lured me to a secluded place, then some big guys pinned me down, took my phone, gagged me, and dragged me straight into a car."

[Old Bai, is that true or are you making up stories for a novel?]

[I don't believe it; if you were really caught, you'd be in the factory area by now!]

[Right, the factory area is so terrifying, how could you possibly have escaped?]

[The author also said, the factory area is hell, a gathering place of demons!]

[Too fake!]

[...]

The friends in the reader group raised their doubts one after another.

"I knew you wouldn't believe me, but look what this is?" Old Bai replied at once and sent two photos.

One was a photo of him at the Lincang Police Station.

The other was a case filing notification from the Lincang Police Station.

Those two images immediately caused a sensation in the group.

Being a spectator is a natural human instinct.

[My goodness, you're serious?]

[Case filing notification is here!]

[Lincang, isn't that a small border city in Yundian Province?]

[Old Bai, your ancestors must be producing green smoke; to think you escaped from the hands of a fraud gang!]

[...]

The group was especially active at night.

Group friends discussed back and forth.

Old Bai continued, "I thought for sure I was a goner, but then I met my 'actual brother' – you guys will never guess who! It was my brother who rescued me!"

[Don't tell me it's the suspect Mr. Lin!]

[Hey, wasn't Mr. Lin at Yundian University a few days ago?]

[I remember, he seems to have gone to Lincang today, Old Bai, was it Mr. Lin who saved you?]

Old Bai wanted to keep them hanging, but these guys guessed the answer right away: "You're so smart, I didn't think you'd figure it out."

[Old Bai, that's a bit far-fetched!]

[How could Mr. Lin save you from the fraud gang?]

[Are you in cahoots with the suspect Mr. Lin?]

[Lin Chuan himself just escaped from the factory area, how could he save you as well?]

[...]

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, take a look at this video," said Old Bai, and he immediately forwarded a video just released by the Lincang Police to the group.