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Chapter 46: Chapter 45: "Wanting so much, not afraid of stuffing yourself to death.

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He was just being polite when he said, "Come over for fruit when you get better," not expecting the guy to actually show up.

But Hungry Monkey, though not very bright, was not stupid enough to miss the hint, quickly he turned to Chen Miao: "Miao, could there be something wrong with Zhou Yiming?"

Even if he was naïve, the logic here was easy enough to understand.

The boy before them clearly wasn't sick, but if the boy wasn't sick, it meant Zhou Yiming had deceived them.

Deception...

That word often means gunfire and death.

"Hmm."

Chen Miao casually took a pile of newspapers out of the Nothingness Space and tossed them onto the ground.

Among these papers, many headlines were circled in red.

'July 2, 2028, Zhou Yiming, a member of the Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team Three, encountered a fugitive while off work and immediately went to apprehend. During the arrest, the suspect resisted fiercely, and Zhou Yiming was compelled to kill the fugitive to close the case. The Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau announced a reward for Zhou Yiming...'

'June 12, 2029, Deputy Team Leader of Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team Three, Zhou Yiming, happened upon a fugitive during the weekend...'

'January 9, 2030, Chief of Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team, Zhou Yiming, encountered a fugitive while on his way home from grocery shopping...'

A good seven or eight front-page news stories.

All about Zhou Yiming coincidentally encountering fugitives while off duty and, without exception, killing them. The articles did not reveal Zhou Yiming's specific Supernatural rank, but one could deduce that it must be from the "Fighter" Supernatural occupation.

"See what I mean?"

Chen Miao, sitting on a small stool at the entrance to the tomb chamber, casually wiped the Thompson Submachine Gun in his hand and spoke indifferently, "Notice any patterns?"

"The pattern is, our Mr. Zhou Yiming always seems to encounter fugitives who are wanted by the police, and these fugitives always blindly approach an officer in plainclothes and end up dead."

"What's more coincidental is that these fugitives had usually committed a big heist just a few days before being killed. Although they end up dead and the case closed at the hands of Zhou Yiming, the stolen goods mysteriously vanish, with no clue where the fugitive might have hidden them."

"And then, our Captain Zhou Yiming gets promoted steadily over the years."

"While his brother has been lying in the hospital year after year."

As he said this, Chen Miao suddenly looked up at the boy lying on the stretcher and cracked a smile, "You're a leukemia patient, and having carnations in your hospital room is complete nonsense, isn't it?"

"Don't you know carnations shouldn't be placed in a leukemia patient's room?"

"Could the pollen pose an infection risk?"

"Hasn't your doctor told you this?"

"Really."

"Or is it because you don't actually have leukemia at all, and the nurse fabricated your medical records?"

When he first saw the vibrant carnations at the head of this boy's hospital bed, he immediately thought that Zhou Yiming must love his little brother a lot, visiting him frequently.

But when Zhou Yiming told him his brother had leukemia,

Standing at the entrance to the hospital room, his expression gradually turned peculiar. You place carnations at the bedside of a leukemia patient?

Even if you'd like to, would the doctor agree?

And after seeing the nurse bring in the boy's medical records, he pretty much guessed what was going on.

So he went to look up Zhou Yiming, quickly replaceing articles about him in newspapers from the previous years. After reading those articles, he knew exactly what Zhou Yiming was up to.

He plotted a big heist.

Then he let him carry the burden of the crime and become wanted. When he was on the run and in hiding, Zhou Yiming would come forward to split the loot and offer to help him get away. When he was off guard, Zhou Yiming would knock him out with a punch and then hog all the loot for himself.

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He could swallow all the bribe money alone and at the same time gain merits for promotion.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

Pretty good.

The only downside was that he actually had a good memory. While he was absorbing a wealth of information in the city library after just crossing over, he vaguely remembered coming across the name Zhou Yiming. He didn't have much of an impression, only that he had seen the name before.

After sensing that something was amiss, he easily found a lot of clues as soon as he started looking.

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As Chen Miao finished speaking,

the little boy lying on the stretcher had an expression of anger and fear as he struggled violently, with an intensity that didn't seem to belong to a sick person at all.

Meanwhile, Hungry Monkey, sitting nearby, gradually opened his mouth in shock and after a long while, couldn't help but touch his own head and mutter, "Motherfucker... Is society really this dangerous now?"

He truly hadn't anticipated Zhou Yiming would harm them.

He actually had a fairly good impression of Zhou Yiming.

He thought Zhou genuinely wanted to take them along to make big money, but now, damn it, it seemed he wanted them to take the fall and even to take their lives, without giving them a share of the money!

Shit!

Grandma was right, you need to stick with a smart person, otherwise he would have died who knows how many times over.

"It's still all about Miao!"

Yuan Buping, who stood respectfully to the side, raised a thumb in admiration after listening to Chen Miao's reasoning: "These trivial tricks are nothing in Miao's eyes!"

"The problem is..."

"Miao, killing a captain of the Enforcement Bureau's detective team isn't an easy matter to handle, and we were caught on the surveillance cameras when we carried Zhou Yiming's brother out of the hospital room just now. This might be difficult to clean up afterward, right?"

"Don't worry."

Chen Miao lit a cigarette and put it to his mouth: "I'm already making arrangements. In the end, all the blame will fall on the dead Zhou Yiming, and you guys can still be hailed as heroic citizens and even get some reward money."

"Fancy a smoke?"

He took out a pack of cigarettes and tossed it to Yuan Buping: "Pass these around to the brothers, they all worked hard today. I'll take everyone out for dinner later."

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Before long,

Hungry Monkey, who was next to him imagining how effective the 'AI Pill' would be, was suddenly brought back to reality by a vibration on his wristwatch. He frowned, smiled, and looked up at Chen Miao: "Miao, Zhou Yiming contacted me."

"He's asking where we are, saying that the Enforcement Bureau is going to thoroughly investigate this case and wants to split the loot with us, then help us plan our escape. We should lay low for a few years before coming back."

"Heh."

Chen Miao also smiled, putting out his cigarette butt in the dirt beside him before standing up and clapping his hands: "Have the brothers hide. Tell him our location, let him come over."

"Should I really give him this location? What if he brings people with him?"

"No, how is he supposed to share the loot if he brings people along?"

Chen Miao's eyes narrowed meaningfully as he said, "This kid, he's gotten the hang of being a detective team captain. He wants the money, the fame, the benefits, and he damn well wants my life too."

"Wanting so much."

"He's not afraid of bursting at the seams."