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He’s a Delivery Guy, You Say He’s a Crime Investigation Expert?
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Tick-tock.
The IV drip was silent, but the monitor beside the hospital bed emitted a rhythmic ticking sound.
When Lin Yuan woke up, it was already evening.
Wait, he had just saved someone; how did he end up in the hospital?
"You’re awake?!"
The nurse, who had just pushed the door open, looked pleasantly surprised to see Lin Yuan sitting up. This was the same person who had pulled two children from danger earlier that day, and now both families were anxiously waiting for him to regain consciousness. The nurse couldn't help but smile.
"What happened to me?"
Lin Yuan raised a hand to touch his forehead and felt the bandage wrapped around it. However, his mind felt clear, so his injuries couldn’t be too severe. This realization brought him some relief.
He had sustained a significant concussion, and considering his slender build, if he had rolled under that truck, he might have lost his life by now. The nurse felt a bit of fear at the thought, but Lin Yuan himself didn’t dwell on it much.
In that moment of urgency, he hadn’t thought about anything else. "What about my medical expenses?"
He hesitated before asking.
"The children's medical bills have already been covered, and you don’t need to worry about your follow-up treatment," she explained briefly. After hearing this, Lin Yuan felt reassured.
He still wanted to buy a house in Haishi; if there were any lingering effects from his injuries, that would be disastrous. He checked his body and confirmed that there were no other injuries.
Lin Yuan was an ordinary delivery worker; all he wanted in life was a place to live. As an orphan, he understood that saving money was crucial in today’s society—he scrimped wherever possible on food and drink.
The two families weren’t able to come right away; they had said they would visit tomorrow after hearing the news. Lin Yuan hoped they wouldn’t come; after all, he hadn’t suffered any serious harm. But since they insisted on visiting, he had no choice but to accept it.
After the nurse finished changing the IV and checking his wound, she left the room. With sleep eluding him, Lin Yuan lay in bed wide awake. Despite his slightly dark skin, his features could rival those of younger boys; he was only twenty this year.
Just as Lin Yuan was about to drift off again, a jarring voice suddenly echoed in his mind: "Ding! Your crime statistics are now online!"
"What?"
What is Criminal System?
What is that?
[Host binding complete, current criminal skills are:]
[Please enter the criminal space to learn immediately, countdown begins]
[、、、]
Before Lin Yuan could react, his entire consciousness sank into a dark space.
A faint light caught Lin Yuan's attention, and when he finally saw the scene clearly, he realized he was in a massive library.
It was called a library because there was nothing else inside—only bookshelves lined with row after row of books.
If these were placed outside, they would definitely be sealed off.
At the very least, they were not something an ordinary person should be able to see.
Lin Yuan casually opened a book, and after a brief glance, the general content entered his mind. He looked up to see a red moon above him, surrounded by four scattered stars.
He merely glanced at it before his attention returned to the book in his hands.
The cases described in this book were incredibly detailed; each one chronicled the experiences of a different criminal. It was a world Lin Yuan had never encountered before.
While he enjoyed reading novels, he had never seen such realistic cases.
Could the Criminal System be making me into a criminal in the future?
Lin Yuan twitched his lips slightly.
People had indeed told him he was smart as a child, but no amount of intelligence could lead him into crime.
He placed the book back on the shelf, and then a line of text appeared before him, indicating that he must read all the books on this shelf by tonight.
All?!
Lin Yuan thought he must have misread; there were at least a thousand books here. How could he possibly read them all in one night?
[Host has activated the skill Photographic Memory; the bookshelf has been automatically unlocked for you.]
In an instant, all the bookshelves appeared before him, including those that looked like they hadn’t been touched in ages.
He couldn’t leave until he finished reading?
[That is correct, Host.]
His consciousness could be pulled in so easily; it was just a matter of not letting him out. This was even more concerning.
Lin Yuan frowned; it wasn’t that he was unwilling to do so.
On the surface, the city of Haishi appeared calm and quiet, but Lin Yuan was well aware of the shady dealings happening behind the scenes among the local delinquents. If he had the ability to take action, could he really hold himself back?
Now, there was no way to change the situation. Lin Yuan could only sit quietly on the ground and start reviewing the cases before him. He couldn't help but think that if he had studied more, with this skill, he could be just like the police, punishing evil and upholding justice.
In a place hidden from his view, a faint starlight began to emerge from the edge of the red moon, gradually starting to move.
Half a month later, despite being in the hospital for rest, Lin Yuan's mental state seemed far from ideal. The nurses were extremely worried and asked if he needed to stay longer. Finally, he was discharged.
He still wore his delivery uniform and didn’t know anyone in the hospital. The weather was hot, so it didn’t matter much. The two families had already covered his medical expenses and even transferred him an additional one hundred thousand yuan.
For an ordinary family, that amount was significant. Lin Yuan didn’t hesitate and accepted it without pushing back.
Haishi had a high demand for delivery workers; every day, not just during lunch and dinner but even in the late afternoon and evening, many people ordered takeout. The area manager knew what Lin Yuan had done and rewarded him with several thousand yuan while not deducting any of his benefits for the month.
Lin Yuan took out his phone to express his gratitude before heading home to change clothes and start his money-making journey for the day.
After getting on his familiar little donkey bike, Lin Yuan felt quite pleased as he opened the app to accept orders. Setting aside everything else, he genuinely enjoyed this job. For half a month, he had been tormented by crime statistics, but Lin Yuan knew he was clever enough to handle it all.
Arriving at a restaurant, he lowered his head and called out, "Boss, order number."
The restaurant's owners had clearly argued recently; the floor was a bit messy, and there were no other customers inside. Lin Yuan's shout momentarily halted their bickering. After grabbing the takeout, he didn’t concern himself with their personal matters and began delivering.
The delivery location was in the old city area, which was quite far away, making the delivery fee higher. After climbing four flights of stairs, Lin Yuan started knocking on the door. He had already made a phone call beforehand, so it opened quickly. Just as he handed over the meal in his hands, another call came through.
On the other end was a young girl who glanced at Lin Yuan's phone and immediately slammed the door shut in fright.
Confused, Lin Yuan looked down at his phone. What on earth? Whose number could this be if not from Haishi Police Station?
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