Chapter 271 - Chapter 271: Chapter 196: This Sector is Also Quite Harsh!_2 (1/2)
Chapter 271: Chapter 196: This Sector is Also Quite Harsh!_2
“Do you think that’s tasty?” Lin Chuan teased.
The Little Landlady pouted and retorted, “Chairman, you’re tastier.”
“What?”
Lin Chuan’s face froze in surprise.
“Let’s have dinner first, otherwise my chairman might starve and won’t have any strength later,” the Little Landlady said with a laugh.
Lin Chuan grinned, unable to resist, truly a bit overwhelmed.
When it came to this, the Little Landlady was a notch above him, who could stand it?
Better to deal with business first.
Lin Chuan opened the chat window with Xia Qingqing and sent a message, “Officer Xia, I need a favor.”
It wasn’t long before.
Xia Qingqing replied, “Writer Lin, your few words make me feel a bit distant.”
“What feels distant about them?” Lin Chuan asked.
“You seem to rarely ask others for help,” on the other end of the network, Xia Qingqing revealed a knowing smile.
“I intended to do it myself, but when I thought about the laws and regulations, it seemed more reliable to ask for your help,” Lin Chuan replied with a smile.
Lin Chuan was fully capable of hacking into Liu Meng and Huarun Company on his own to retrieve information.
But that would be illegal intrusion.
Well, Lin Chuan had done quite a few, but they were acts of justice, such as in the Old Street Factory District.
For Liu Meng, the Little Landlady’s mother, and Huarun Company, it was better to let Xia Qingqing help — more reliable and would save a lot of unnecessary trouble.
“Rare for Writer Lin to make a request, I’m happy to serve.”
Xia Qingqing replied.
At this moment, Xia Qingqing was in her room, with a smile on her face.
She didn’t find Lin Chuan’s request troublesome; on the contrary, she hoped that Lin Chuan would ask for help more often, perhaps to “increase her presence” in his mind.
“I need you to check on the Han River District General Manager of Huarun Foreign Trade Export Company, Liu Meng,” Lin Chuan responded.
“I need to apply for permission from the detachment head to look up personal information; will tomorrow be okay?” Xia Qingqing replied.
“No problem, this isn’t urgent,” Lin Chuan said with a smile.
“Alright, I’ll inform you of the results first thing tomorrow,” Xia Qingqing responded.
“Thanks, Officer Xia./Thanks.jpg”
“Haha, Writer Lin, you’re welcome!” Xia Qingqing smiled warmly, then replied, “I was just about to read your novel.”
“Are you referring to ‘Black Ice’?” Lin Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth.
He sighed inwardly, my readers, if not criminals, then they are police comrades.
In the ‘Underworld’ section of that International Forum, as soon as Lin Chuan logged into his account, his inbox was full of private messages.
All were asking ‘Bro, you got the stuff?’
There were also some Interpol, Cyber Police, intelligence agencies fishing around, making the forum so active it made Lin Chuan’s scalp tingle.
If he could arrest all these users, he could at least be promoted to a bureau-level position, right?
If he really joined the criminal police, that would be a good approach.
Using a novel to fish, this method of boosting performance quickly was quite novel.
“Yes, I just set up a VPN and was about to download the overseas version of Sailing Novel,” Xia Qingqing replied while operating her computer.
Lin Chuan took a deep breath, “Officer Xia, you understand me; my novel is purely fictional, and when you read it, don’t project those storylines onto me, just like in school when ‘Brother Xun’ wasn’t Lu Xun,” he said.
Disclaimer!
“I’ve heard this two or three times already./Haha.jpg,” Xia Qingqing replied.
“Just a reminder to avoid trouble,” Lin Chuan chuckled dryly.
“Don’t worry, I won’t arrest you.”
On the other side of the network, in front of her computer, Xia Qingqing laughed heartily.
“That’s good.”
After raising the disclaimer, Lin Chuan finally felt at ease.
Xia Qingqing held her laptop, leaning back on the bed, her delicate fingers swiftly operating the keyboard.
Searching for ‘Black Ice’ in the overseas edition of Sailing Novel was a breeze for her.
Very quickly.
‘Black Ice’ appeared before her.
Work: Black Ice.
Author: Mr. Lin.
“Let’s see what you’ve written, Mr. Lin, that you had to publish it overseas, and repeatedly issue disclaimers,” Xia Qingqing smoothed her forehead hair and murmured with a smile.
Then, she controlled the mouse, clicked on ‘Black Ice,’ and began to read.
‘My name is Mr. Lin.’
‘You can also call me by another name, the King of the Underworld.’