The policewoman on the phone was taken aback; clearly, she didnāt know the details of the case, and was only tasked with calling citizens to gather information.
"Hold on a moment." The person on the other end left for two minutes, "Now transferring you to the internal line."
"Okay, thank you."
The voice answering was very familiar; it was Officer Porlin again, "Officer, are you done with your work? How come you have time to deal with anti-terrorism and counter-assault cases?"
"Itās you again, Su Xiaocai." Porlin called her by name, feeling quite troubled, "Can you stop meddling in cases?"
"Itās all fateās arrangement; you should instead tell those attack assailants not to appear where Iām wandering around, I find them annoying." Su Xiaocai had been out all day and wanted to have a "ton" of rice with Ji Li that evening. But she couldnāt have the meal, and instead witnessed a case of extreme reverse murder, losing her appetite.
Porlin couldnāt refute; she was just shopping, visiting a pet show, which turned into the scene of a human tragedy.
"Alright, back to business, whatās up with those two guys in the east gate restroom?"
"Hereās the thing: they tried to take me hostage, but a friend and I turned the tables on them, tied them up, and made them eat crap."
Porlin glanced at the two burly men draped in towel garments, wiping their noses with tissues. They were still terrified, gagging at the sight of anything mushy, unable to even face their own vomit.
According to them, Su Xiaocaiās tying skills were so advanced, they didnāt dare to move an inch.
But maintaining that position was exhausting, though if they didnāt, theyād end up touching and smell-marked by the stuff sticking to the porcelain.
Throughout history, the janitor position has always held firm grace, due to complexities technology canāt solve.
Eventually, they couldnāt hold on anymore...
Better not say more, others outside the scene might not be able to handle it either.
Su Xiaocaiās way of handling it was equally nauseating as Xiang Qianās prank method; it wouldnāt kill you, but it could gross you to death.
The psychological shadow cast over them was immense; they were stuttering, hardly forming sentences.
"Canāt you consider us police officers when youāre pranking people?" Itās so disturbing.
"Acts of kindness donāt care about means. The bonus for the aftermath of the Insect Man incident, the one they promised me, it hasnāt been applied for this long, is it ready yet?"
Speaking of bonuses, Porlin felt he couldnāt delay any longer; Su Xiaocaiās driver just brought over a car, telling them there was a bomb on it, which gave them cold sweats.
If they didnāt give her the bonus soon, next time she might bring a carload of bombs.
Porlin almost scratched his scalp off ā hateful thieves, unscrupulous mercenaries, heās utterly opposed to them.
"Please keep this communicator open; if any issues arise later, weāll need to reach out to you again."
"Fine, Iām happy to oblige. Remember that bonus."
Porlin didnāt want to talk to her anymore and hung up. He took the time to apply for the bonus to reward the hero of the Insect Man incident. Heās never met anyone so eager to chase after rewards for doing good deeds.
Su Xiaocai snorted coldly; she didnāt want to waste words with him either. Heās useless at everything, master at being late.
Always a step too late, or too late to catch anyone.
She might as well go and grow vegetables.
With some daylight left, Su Xiaocai grabbed a hoe and went to check the state of the coconut leaf lettuce in the field; they werenāt bad, but harvesting their seeds would still take some time.
After reviewing the various data of the control experiment group, Su Xiaocai started writing part of a paper. Oh right, she remembered she submitted a paper; whatās happening with it now?
Professor Li had no news; he said all she could do was wait.
Later, she dug up some bamboo shoots, planning to give them to Ji Li, when Ji Li texted, "Hurry to the school infirmary, thereās a show to watch."