Lin Chuan, a web novel writer, 4 years old, 86 cm in height, with a handso face and a slder build.
This is soone who earns his living by intellect.
As for physical strgth,
both Hu Daqiang and the detectives in the team thought that this term hardly linked to Lin Chuan.
But now!
The sce inside the Goldstone Edge Antique Shop on East Street had shak them.
Hu Daqiang swallowed his saliva, furrowed his brows, and looked at the situation inside the shop, which was a ss, obviously the aftermath of a fierce fight.
At this momt, several m in black T-shirts were curled up on the g, so with blood spilling from their mouths, so clutching their groins, and others dragging injured legs and trying to crawl out of the antique shop.
Not far away, there were several gleaming knives piled up.
And there was Lin Chuan himself in the shop, smiling at him, "Captain Hu, it's be a while."
Next to Lin Chuan were two girls.
One of them was indeed Sh Qianqian.
Could it be that Sh Qianqian had arrived by herself and tak care of these t thugs?
Had Sh Qianqian beco so formidable after transferring to the Anti-Fraud Cter?
Whew—
Captain Hu Daqiang felt both astonished and puzzled in his heart, but seeing Lin Chuan safe and sound, the stone hanging in his heart dropped, and he let out a long sigh of relief, "Comrade Lin, I'm so glad you're okay!"
Lin Chuan smiled, "Thanks to Captain Hu, I'm fine."
Hu Daqiang glanced at Sh Qianqian and th back at Lin Chuan, asking in confusion, "What happed here?"
Several detectives also turned their gaze towards the two of them.
Sh Qianqian smiled radiantly, "I only just got here; you should ask the person involved."
With a twist of his brows and a hint of astonishmt in his eyes, Hu Daqiang asked, "Comrade Lin, did you take down all these people by yourself?"
Lin Chuan shook his head repeatedly, "Captain Hu, it was self-defse!"
Hu Daqiang glanced at the thugs on the floor, the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitching.
Those in the know understood that you were the victim.
Uninford bystanders, upon seeing this sce, might think you were the violt perpetrator, who had captured t young m to brutally tormt them.
As an expericed detective, Hu Daqiang imdiately started to examine the injuries of these thugs.
The closest thug.
He lay beside a cabinet, blood spilling from his mouth, and the cabinet behind him had be so violtly hit that it had moved out of place, causing the antiques inside to fall out. There was a thick footprint on his black T-shirt, right across the chest.
Hu Daqiang reached out to feel the thug's chest.
Ribs brok.
The thug's right wrist was purple and swoll, having clearly suffered a heavy blow, likely from wh he was holding a knife and Lin Chuan had either snatched it from him or struck his wrist to knock the knife out of his hand.
Hu Daqiang's expression changed slightly as he turned to another thug.
This thug had bruises on his abdom, and his gital area was ruptured—the pain he must have be in was unimaginable.
Not far from him, another thug had bruises all over his body and a dislocated knee joint that might have be fractured.
After examining the condition of several more thugs,
Hiss!
Hu Daqiang drew in a sharp breath and th looked at Lin Chuan, smiling, "Comrade Lin, one against t and you ca out victorious. It seems you are not just proficit in cri sce investigation, but also quite strong at combat fighting!"
While he wasn't an expert in fighting, his many years as a detective allowed him to roughly imagine the heavy blows these thugs had received.
Ah no, self-defse!
Ev if the Heavly King arrived, it would still be self-defse!
This reminded Hu Daqiang of the book "This Assassin Is Too Professional."
He was a faithful reader of that book.
In the book, a character nad Mr. Lin was proficit in combat fighting.
In reality,
Lin Chuan had already demonstrated his capabilities in cri sce investigation, and now, his exceptional fighting skills were on display.
Hu Daqiang couldn't help but suspect,
—"This Assassin Is Too Professional" was Lin Chuan's autobiography!
—And it was his criminal record!
This Comrade Lin was too criminal!
"Cough!"
Lin Chuan cleared his throat, "Captain Hu, I do work out regularly, and since this is my ho turf, I'm familiar with the shop. That's how I was lucky ough to fd off these thugs."
Hu Daqiang laughed heartily, "Next ti, I might have to join you for the workout."
"Sure, it's safe and reliable with Captain Hu a," Lin Chuan chuckled.
The two laughed together.
Subsequtly, the ambulance arrived.
Hu Daqiang imdiately ordered the thugs to be handcuffed and loaded onto the ambulance.
If they really died, Comrade Lin would have to go through more paperwork.
What a hassle!
Better to keep them alive first and th properly interrogate them!
"Comrade Lin, Comrade Zhang, as people involved in the case, you need to co back with us tonight to give a statemt so that we can quickly idtify the instigator behind this, which is also for your protection," said Captain Hu to Lin Chuan and the Landlady.
Lin Chuan nodded in agreemt.
On the deserted Antique Street, a large team of detectives escorted Lin Chuan and Zhang out of Antique Street.
At the trance of East Street closest to them, there was a police tape barrier, flashing warning lights, and nurous law forcemt officers standing guard outside, prevting the geral public from getting close to avoid any accidts.
As soon as they left Antique Street, Lin Chuan saw Xia Qingqing.
Xia Qingqing stood under the street lamp at the street corner, her eyes red, her lips pale, and in the night, she looked listless, her face covered with a layer of gray gloom.
Upon seeing Lin Chuan and the others walk out unhard, her face instantly showed a deep joy, and a few tears dropped into the night, vanishing from sight.
From extre tsion to a long sigh of relief.
Thankfully, Lin Chuan was okay.
As she approached Lin Chuan, all she said with a beaming smile was, "I'm glad you're okay."
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Lin Chuan also replied with a smile.
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