Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lin Chuan withdrew his foot and smiled, "Where's your boss?"

The remaining three men were stunned.

Lin Chuan's movements were too fast; they only saw their leader reaching out, then being captured, blocked, shocked, and kicked before stumbling backward.

The whole set of moves took less than three seconds.

"It can't be said, right?"

Lin Chuan looked at the silent few, didn't hesitate, and immediately charged forward, lifting his foot for a side kick, turning around swiftly, a heavy punch fell, then he used the momentum to attack the next person.

In less than half a minute, four men were stuffed by Lin Chuan into the back seat of the Audi, all meek.

"Boss, I've taken care of it."

Lin Chuan walked to the right side of the Maybach and pulled open the front passenger door.

At this moment, Li Wanqing's face was a bit dumbstruck.

She stared at Lin Chuan with a look of unfamiliarity in her eyes, as if shining with little stars, "You, just now, were so amazing?"

She had seen many bodyguards.

But she had never seen someone like Lin Chuan, who dealt with those four troublemakers with the force of a thunderclap.

"Boss?"

Lin Chuan called out.

Li Wanqing snapped out of it and followed Lin Chuan towards the Audi, activating interrogation mode.

"Better spill the beans if you know what's good for you, or when the police arrive, I'll say I encountered a robbery and was acting in self-defense. Your identities aren't that clean either."

Before the interrogation, Lin Chuan casually mentioned that.

It was this line that made the four men look very honest and answer every question without a hint of concealment.

Those in their profession were all unclean, and they couldn't withstand scrutiny.

One capture by the police, and it's guaranteed trouble!

The interrogation went smoothly, and Li Wanqing's view of Lin Chuan changed quite a bit, "Lin Chuan, I didn't see it coming, you've really got skills."

Lin Chuan just smiled, "Back when I was studying, I spent a few years at a martial arts school. Later I just treated it as exercise, never thought it'd actually come in handy."

"You seem to know quite a lot about their trade," Li Wanqing blinked, half-smiling.

Lin Chuan gave an embarrassed chuckle, his face a bit awkward, "When I was younger, I didn't really understand things. I nearly followed some seniors down the wrong path. Plus, you pick things up, so I guess I know a bit about this line of work."

Li Wanqing's eyebrows raised in admiration, "It's good you didn't stray. This time, you've really helped me out a lot, having dirt on the rival companies means they won't dare to act so recklessly anymore!"

"Remember to give me a bonus."

Lin Chuan laughed heartily.

Li Wanqing was delighted, "Don't worry, you'll get yours!"

After this, the distance between Lin Chuan and Li Wanqing narrowed, but to truly gain Li Wanqing's trust was not that simple.

Lin Chuan drove the Maybach S680 and continued speeding on the expressway.

This time, he would gain Li Wanqing's trust for real.

...

Real world.

From night to dawn is but 'a white horse flashing past a gap; suddenly here, then gone'.

The pitch-black night faded away, and grey luminous particles filled the sky above Anling City. The rain had stopped and the chill wind persisted as Lin Chuan's consciousness slowly withdrew from the virtual world and returned to reality.

Phew—

He let out a long breath.

Last night, he had experienced the 'agent' professional life, successfully secured the criminal evidence of Morning Wind Technology, and completed the task impressively.

Afterward, Lin Chuan moved through various 'battlefields', utilizing his abilities and qualities in the shadowy world of covert operations, becoming an ace agent like a dragon in flight!

"What a brain-draining job!"

Lin Chuan felt his head throbbing and couldn't help pressing his temples to ease the fatigue.

At this moment.

The system prompt appeared—

[Congratulations host, on fully experiencing the 'agent' professional life and becoming an ace agent!]

[Your physical functions and overall qualities have been enhanced!]

[Additionally, according to your management in the Virtual World, the novel "Ace Agent" has been automatically generated with an approximate length of 1.248 million words. It is now being automatically exported for you and the export will be completed in about 12 hours!]

[Please remember to check for it!]

Lin Chuan massaged his temples while checking the system panel.

[Work: "Ace Agent".]

[Current Status: Exporting.]

[Current Popularity Value (Average Subscription): 0/100000.]

"Hmm?"

Lin Chuan furrowed his brows slightly, "System, are there no more assessment tasks?"

The system replied—

[No.]

Concise and to the point.

Suddenly, Lin Chuan felt his head wasn't that swollen, without assessment tasks, there was one less constraint. He could publish as he wished.

No need to fret over how to complete assessment tasks anymore!

Originally, Lin Chuan thought the system might assign him an 'agent task,' thankfully it didn't, otherwise, where would he even complete it?
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That would have meant a lot of running around and hard work!

As for one hundred thousand subscriptions...

Lin Chuan felt, it didn't seem so unattainable anymore!

After all, "Arms Tycoon" had already touched the threshold of one hundred thousand subscriptions!

Give him a little more time, "Ace Agent" was also not impossible!

"Sleep, sleep," Lin Chuan could hardly hide his joy, blissfully returning to his room, and hugging the Little Landlady, he drifted into dreams.

...

The next day.

When Lin Chuan woke up, it was already noon.

The drizzle that had lasted all night had stopped, leaving a soft, gentle grey-blue that lightly covered Anling City, with the scent of earth and fallen leaves pervading the air.

Lin Chuan got up and opened the window.

The crisp air, cold and clear, rushed into the room through the open window, and he took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.

"Chairman, you're up?"

The gentle voice of the Little Landlady emanated from the living room, sweet and clear, like the sound of wind chimes caressed by a breeze.

"I'm up," Lin Chuan replied as he stepped out of the room, smiling.

"I'll warm up your breakfast, oh no, it's lunch now!" The Little Landlady got up from the sofa and darted into the kitchen to prepare food for Lin Chuan.

"Great!"

Lin Chuan pulled out his cellphone.

There were quite a few messages.

Among them, Xia Qingqing had sent him a message that even vibrated his phone, "I found some key information in the material you provided last night."

Lin Chuan thought for a moment, "Is it the crime data for the Morgan Group?"

Xia Qingqing replied promptly, "Yes."

"No problem, you can take credit for this lead. Continue to investigate, and I can help you if you hit a roadblock," Lin Chuan replied with a smile on his face.

"I'll split the bonus with you when it's time!" Xia Qingqing joked.

"Also, is there any contact between them and Sania?"

—

Around noon, the sky had not cleared fully; the clouds hung low, heavy yet unabrasive, like a backdrop meticulously arranged by nature, shielding against the harsh winter winds but also preventing sunlight from breaking through, leaving the world immersed in a soft, slightly dim shade. Such overcast days lacked the blinding brightness of a clear sky but added a sense of peace and serenity, warming the heart.

On both sides of the street, the branches and leaves of trees were more vividly green after the rain, with occasional fallen leaves gently swaying, eventually drifting down to form golden paths. The hurried or leisurely footsteps of the passersby harmonized with the tranquility, their elongated shadows on the damp ground contracting with their strides, like brushstrokes of time silently drawing the rhythms of life.

In the distance, the mountain ranges seemed more hazy under the overcast sky, overlapping and resembling a delicate ink wash painting, inspiring longing. The mist weaving through the mountains met the clouds above as if there was no boundary between heaven and earth, everything submerged in a dreamy yet real atmosphere.

At such times, if one were lucky enough to stroll through these scenes, they might come across a street stall, where steaming snacks filled the air with tempting aromas—the warm comfort of winter. People gathered around, chatting merrily or enjoying the rare tranquility and beauty in silence, their souls bathing in a gentle cleanse.

In the southern winters, even on overcast days, there is a unique charm and appeal that intoxicates one unintentionally, making them forget the cold, wishing time would slow and acquaintances never part.