After hearing about An Moxue's great achievements, Ai Guo returned to An Moxue's sleeper berth with satisfaction and fell asleep immediately.

Looking at Ai Guo, who had fallen asleep as soon as he returned, Old Ma sighed inwardly, "It's good to be young!"

But she couldn't help but worry a little. How could such a mess come up with her just because she went out?

A bunch of incompetent fools, using the state's rations to do utter nonsense.

No, I need to call and report this to my superiors after I get off the bus.

That's why they're two people who can hit it off immediately and get along well!

This idea was on the same page as An Moxue's.

As the train moved forward, the train police officer who had just finished his rounds of checks saw An Moxue quietly reading a book, the robbers piled on the ground, and three thieves who, although conscious, had their limbs crippled.

But no one said anything, and they sat quietly in their seats, not wanting to offend Comrade An.

An Moxue looked at them and asked expressionlessly, "Is there anything unusual?"

One of the train police officers honestly replied, "We didn't find anything unusual."

After he finished answering, An Moxue lowered her head again and continued reading her book.

The group exchanged a glance, silently relieved, and prayed that the next stop would arrive soon. Comrade An sat there quietly, and they didn't dare to speak, even unconsciously softening their breathing.

They dared not speak, dared not move, and even when they sat, they were upright. They looked at each other, and when they got bored, they would look out the car window, but it was pitch black outside and they could not see anything. Every moment was torture.

Finally, at the next stop they had mentally counted down countless times, the train slowed down, the station whistle sounded, and a train policeman cautiously said, "Comrade An, we're about to arrive at the station. We need to prepare to get off."

An Moxue put away the book in her hand and said, "Okay, you can get ready!"

Seeing that she didn't make any other requests, the group secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They even felt that they had put all their care into her and were praying that their contact with this plague goddess would end soon.

The train stopped, and a group of police officers were standing on the platform, handing over duties to each other.

An Moxue simply followed silently, watching the train conductor hand over the duties to them. In the end, two train police officers accompanied her to the local public security bureau.

Upon arriving at the location, An Moxue finished giving her statement, went to the director's office, and made two phone calls: one to Director Shen of the Kyoto Public Security Bureau, and the other to her superior, Director Hou of the National Security Bureau.

After hanging up the phone and leaving the bureau chief's office, she saw the police officers helplessly dealing with the unconscious robbers. One of the train police officers looked at An Moxue and asked, "Comrade An, is there any way to wake them up?"

"Wait." An Moxue said, and then punched the group of robbers. She kicked the first one hard in the leg. With a crisp "crack", the robber's leg broke. Then came the second, the third... until the very last moment, without exception, all twelve robbers woke up.

However, all of their legs were broken, and in the same spot. What they didn't know was that An Moxue had kicked an acupoint, which would wake the person up.

However, she was worried that if these vicious people tried to escape, the police might underestimate their strength, resulting in unnecessary casualties. She also wanted to send a subtle message to the police, hoping they would be more cautious and investigate the case thoroughly.

When the police received the call, they were secretly delighted. They had heard about this gang of robbers along the route, and they never expected that such a big windfall would fall on their heads today. Just as they were rejoicing, they saw An Moxue's twelve kicks, one after another, instantly breaking all twelve legs.

While they were secretly delighted, they also became more sober. Could such a capable person really be allowed to receive such great credit? And without any effort at all. Especially when they thought of the hands and feet of those three robbers, they couldn't help but tremble.

The answer is, of course not.

After giving her statement, An Moxue had to wait for the police sent by Director Shen of Kyoto to hand her over before she could leave. So she went to the guesthouse closest to the police station, booked a room, and went to sleep.

In the afternoon, the Public Security Bureau received special investigators from the Kyoto Public Security Bureau. It was then that they realized that Comrade An hadn't given them a chance to claim credit at all; instead, he had invited investigators from the Kyoto Public Security Bureau. At that moment, they felt a mix of emotions.

At the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, An Moxue was saying goodbye to the special envoy sent by Director Shen.

The man said, "Our Director Shen said you are our lucky star. If we investigate this case thoroughly, we will find many problems. You have brought us credit. We must thank you when we see you."

An Moxue smiled like a girl next door, gentle and kind. "Uncle Wang, I think you and Uncle Shen are about the same age. Just call me Moxue. There's no need for that. Calling me that is really too much for me. Uncle Shen will be unhappy when we get back."

Wang Gong'an's smile became even more friendly, and he said, "Alright, then I'll call you Mo Xue. When we get back to Kyoto, come to my house and I'll treat you to a meal."

"Alright! Uncle Wang, I'll remember what you said. I'll definitely visit your home when I get back to Kyoto. I have to catch my train now, so I won't stay any longer. I'll leave this case to you, Uncle Wang."

An Moxue left, and some people in the Public Security Bureau breathed a sigh of relief, while others secretly resented that the credit they were about to receive had just slipped away, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Old Ma and his two companions had already arrived in Shanghai. Aunt Ma found everything fascinating, except that the men and women walking on the street dressed quite differently from those in Kyoto. Kyoto was simple and elegant, while Shanghai was more about fashion and individuality.

She exclaimed repeatedly, "Old man, look, you rarely see these permed hairs in Kyoto. It truly lives up to its reputation as the fashion capital. Do you think I should get one?" Aunt Ma asked hopefully, touching her hair.

Old Ma thought they were all about the same, but he was smart enough not to refuse. Instead, he said, "When Mo Xue comes, you can discuss it with her. I don't know anything about this! I'm afraid I'll give you bad advice and ruin your mood."

Aunt Ma looked at him with a half-smile: "So you don't object to me getting my hair permed?"

Old Ma waved his hands repeatedly, "No objection! No objection!" But in his heart he was thinking, just like how you wouldn't do it if I objected, but he said aloud, "Mo Xue is knowledgeable and experienced. Isn't it much better to ask her than me? Don't you think so?"

"Yes, you're not wrong about that."

Old Ma touched his temple. That was close! Second Master was right. If you don't understand what a woman is saying, just go along with her. She'll stop when she's had enough. Otherwise, she'll be the one causing trouble. Between the two, it's better to let her cause trouble for herself!

Ai Guo, however, doesn't want to move when he sees something delicious.

Old Ma was very happy to see the old man and the young woman. In his lifetime, he was able to accompany his wife to see different scenery and cultures of the country and eat different regional delicacies. It was a truly joyful thing. Just for his wife's happiness, this trip was worth it.