Chapter 159 I humbly request your guidance, senior.
He scanned the bustling crowd with sharp eyes, his professional instincts instantly kicking in.
Seeing that the other party was so cooperative, Su Xiaonuan breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately put on a shy and dependent, innocent smile and nodded obediently: "Yes, senior. This is my first time carrying out such a solo field mission to arrest a suspect. I am still a little unsure. Please give me your guidance."
She spoke with such sincerity and earnestness, her eyes as clear as mountain spring water, and not a trace of blush on her face. Her extremely deceptive appearance instantly dispelled any lingering doubts in the pancake vendor's mind, and he immediately felt a sense of responsibility to protect her and to teach her.
"No problem! I've got this covered!" The young man patted his chest confidently, looking like a seasoned veteran.
He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then pulled Su Xiaonuan to move to the shade of a lush roadside tree. The two of them hid in the shade, their heads close together, and began to share their experiences in a "best buddies" style.
“Let me tell you, girl,” the young man said in a very low voice, his expression serious, “what’s the most important essence of this kind of disguised capture? It’s acting! You have to completely blend into the environment, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, so that the target can’t even detect your presence!”
He brandished the scraper he'd forgotten to put down, gesturing, "When you strike, you have to be fast! Accurate! Ruthless! Catch everyone, including the target, off guard! It has to be completely silent, ideally arresting them before the onlookers even understand what happened—that's what makes it a success! That's the essence of plainclothes work—it's impossible to guard against!"
Su Xiaonuan nodded repeatedly, her eyes filled with curiosity and admiration for her senior. She then asked a timely question: "So... how do you control the other person without making too much of a commotion?"
"This is easy!" The young man was clearly eager to share. He mysteriously reached into the bottom of his greasy-looking junk box, which was filled with flour and eggs, and actually pulled out a pair of gleaming silver handcuffs!
"See this? An essential tool! Catch them off guard and swish! The movements need to be smooth and the transitions natural! You can borrow this one for now, just remember to return it later."
Su Xiaonuan looked at the handcuffs, which were clearly standard issue, and her lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but she still tried her best to maintain a well-behaved expression. She accepted them with both hands and nodded solemnly: "Thank you, senior! I'll remember this!"
The sight of the two whispering, gesturing, and passing "equipment" under the tree was all observed by an uncle selling fried skewers not far away.
The uncle skillfully flipped the skewers in the oil, glancing suspiciously at Su Xiaonuan, then at the young man who usually struggled to even make pancakes. He wondered to himself: What's this new girl whispering to that guy? And passing him things? Have they hit it off? Or are they just exchanging tips and forming a revolutionary friendship among street vendors?
He shook his head, thinking he was overthinking things. Young people always have things to talk about when they get together; let them be.
So he stopped paying attention and went back to his own business.
Time slipped by quietly as the pancake vendor generously shared his knowledge and Su Xiaonuan humbly accepted his instruction.
Having received the "true teachings of her predecessors" and even borrowed "key equipment," Su Xiaonuan felt that her "plainclothes skills" had been "greatly improved."
Her gaze hardened considerably. To find out what "Crescent Moon" and the person hiding behind Fu Lilian were up to, she had to take the initiative this time and couldn't just sit and wait to die.
Although she had a premonition that she would inevitably be lectured by Lu Zheng with a cold face afterward, or even severely criticized, she had no other choice.
She had a strong intuition that her scheduled conversation with Han Ming next Monday would probably not go so smoothly.
Han Ming is a deep and unpredictable person. He may not keep the appointment at all, or it may be a trap in itself.
She couldn't allow herself to remain trapped in the trap the other party had set, passively waiting for things to happen.
She had a vague worry that if she went to the agreed location next Monday, she might not be met with a conversation, but rather be kidnapped.
Although it was just a vague premonition, without any basis, at this moment, she preferred to trust her intuition rather than place her hopes on a vague future and a stranger who was neither good nor evil.
After making up her mind, Su Xiaonuan took a deep breath, walked over to An Ran who was helping to tidy up the disposable tableware, and said in a very low but unusually calm voice, "An Ran, I might have to arrest someone in a little while. You should be prepared, but don't be too surprised. Once I've got him under control, call the police immediately. I'll handle the negotiations with the police then."
Upon hearing this, An Ran paused in her actions, a hint of surprise flashing across her face. However, she had absolute trust in Su Xiaonuan, so she immediately composed herself, becoming serious and earnest. She nodded heavily, her voice also very low: "Okay, I understand, don't worry."
She even subconsciously adjusted her posture, as if ready to deal with any unexpected situation.
Standing a little distance away, seemingly observing the flow of people in the night market, Qin Haochu, who was actually keeping a close eye on Su Xiaonuan's movements, overheard their whispers.
His gaze toward Su Xiaonuan became even more unfathomable, a faint trace of worry seemingly passing through it, but more so a complex light carrying scrutiny and inquiry.
He didn't say anything, but silently closed the notebook in his hand, put it back in his pocket, and slightly adjusted his body to a position where he could better deal with unexpected situations.
After arranging everything, Su Xiaonuan, An Ran, and Qin Haochu exchanged a knowing glance, then quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and began to run their spicy and sour boneless chicken feet stall as if nothing had happened.
"Spicy and sour boneless chicken feet with lemon! Refreshing and appetizing, delicious and not greasy!" Su Xiaonuan even turned on the loudspeaker again, and her sweet and soft shouts blended into the various noises of the night market without being abrupt.
Those golden-yellow chicken feet, adorned with red and green peppers and vibrant cilantro, exuding an irresistible tangy and spicy aroma, are simply too tempting.
Soon, another group of guests was attracted – this time it was five or six college students who had come out to have fun together, both male and female.
They were clearly captivated by the aroma and bought one each without hesitation, eagerly starting to eat as soon as they stood by the stall.
Wow! It's so delicious!
"The sourness is just right! And the spiciness is satisfying too!"
"The chicken feet are so chewy and bouncy! The bones were removed so thoroughly!"
Hmm... I feel like I could eat three more servings!
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