"Few people know the detective's original name: Mu Zishan. Back then, she worked in a courtyard house owned by Zhuo Qiang and collaborated with Officer Shan. But then she disappeared from public view. Some say she was trapped in love, some say she was murdered, and some say she went into seclusion abroad."
"Then where is she now?" Ouyang Zishan asked.
“No one knows.”
"What's inside?" Fenwu saw the long code on it and said, "I've never been good with computers."
"Let me see!" Dong Ya tapped away at the keyboard, looking at the long code that seemed to represent something. Suddenly, four words appeared on the screen: Wake up the system. He tried to stop it, but no matter how he tried, it kept sending out messages, one, two, three... and soon it reached 100 million.
"Oh my God!" Linglong took a look, "So many?"
Dongya was unable to stop it. Gradually, the system not only began to receive replies, but also received money in large amounts.
Dongya looked at it and said, "They said that the detective lady finally showed up!"
The four of them looked at Ouyang Zishan.
"Boss," Fenwu hugged the three of them, "I know what we should do!"
"What?" Linglong asked.
"Detective!" He kissed the computer screen and looked at the money that kept coming in. "We're going to be rich!"
Dong Ya wasn't particularly interested in making money; he was studying the system. If he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, he wouldn't have believed its speed. Everyone in it had a unique code. As long as you wanted to, no matter how you posted, the system would understand. It was like a platform, a world for detectives.
Linglong checked the funds in her account, watching the ever-increasing figures, and planned what to buy for everyone. Ouyang Zishan leaned back on the sofa, recalling the look Officer Shan's wife had given him when she'd given him the U. Was it relief? Or hope? She wasn't sure.
"Fenwu, I'm warning you, this is the money left to her by the eldest mother, so don't go too far!" Linglong scolded Fenwu.
"I know," he snatched her phone away, "I'll just take a look to satisfy my craving!"
When she woke up the next day, it was a new beginning. The first whiteboard in front of the bed was almost unable to hold anything, so she pushed out the second one.
“Knock knock knock!”
"Come in!"
"Boss," Linglong reminded her, "We're going to the golf course soon. I've put your clothes in the closet for you."
"Um!"
Linglong then returned to the kitchen to continue making breakfast. Fenwu smelled the fragrance, came out of the room, and stood behind her.
"Go away!" Linglong kicked his leg, "Don't follow me."
"You take me for a dog?" he said.
"Dogs are much more obedient than you."
"Alright, alright," he patted her shoulders, "I need a massage chair in my room!"
"knew!"
"Thank you!" Fenwu grinned, took a piece of freshly baked bread and stuffed it into his mouth. He was about to go back to take a shower when he saw Ou Dongya coming out with a pair of panda eyes. He almost choked on the food he had just eaten.
Linglong poured him a glass of water: "Didn't you sleep last night?"
Dongya shook his head.
"We're going to the golf course later. Leave your clothes on your locker."
Dongya nodded.
Linglong shrugged. Everyone in this room was so strange.
It took Dongya an entire night to figure out the system's full functionality. He believed that if he could use his talents on it, it would be more secure and open than any other social platform. However, he didn't want to do that, because the system held a special flavor. He believed that any computer expert wouldn't have the heart to destroy it, and would even cherish it.
They arrived at the golf course. Ouyang didn't like playing golf, so he just stood behind them and said, "The person opposite should be the minister."
Linglong took a look and said, "Not bad."
Fenwu took his last swing and said, "This guy can't do any other sports, but he can play golf."
"Ouyang, it's up to you now," Dong Ya said. "I hope he can believe what you say."
She took a pole and headed in the direction of the man.
The three of them were tired from playing, so they sat down under an umbrella to rest. They watched Ouyang Zishan go over and swing a few balls, then chat with the minister. After a while, she came back, took a bottle of water, and sat down next to them.
"How about it?"
"He's willing to let me in!"
After a short rest, the four of them successfully entered the cell and met with Jay Chou. He didn't expect that four children would want to see him: "What do you want from me?"
Ouyang Zishan sat across from him and saw his upturned eyebrows: "It seems that there is someone else you want to see?"
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"Dalong is dead, and his factory is finished," Fenwu grabbed him by the neck. "Who else can you rely on?"
"No."
The guards came in and Fenwu threw him to the ground. Linglong explained, "I'm sorry, you know, drug dealers always make everyone unhappy, right?"
The guard said, "Get up!"
Jay Chou sat back in his chair: "Ahem!"
"What benefits did Hong Feng get from you?" Ouyang Zishan asked very directly, with a smile on his face.
"I don't know what a red bee or a green bee is."
Ouyang Zishan knew he was lying: "To be honest, we are not good people. We killed Shi Long and blew up the factory. Will your family be the next one?" She leaned close to his ear and threatened him.
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