He unexpectedly ran into an old acquaintance.
Seeing the guy’s innocent expression almost made Zhou Ying die of anger.
“Why did you kick him into the dirt? How are we supposed to take him back now?” Zhou Ying scolded, glancing at the man who was covered in gold dust, and couldn’t help but gag.
The police officer beside him had a look of disgust on his face as he donned gloves and began to drag the man out.
Fortunately, it was the middle of winter; if it had been summer, it would have been a disaster.
There would have been all sorts of moving creatures all over him.
“Ugh…” The onlookers nearby couldn’t help but gag in unison from the stench.
Lin Ya had already taken off his smelly coat, his face turning green. “Can I go home and take a shower before I go with you…”
“What do you think?” Zhou Ying distanced himself, looking disdainful.
Zhou Ying thought of his mentor, Li Pingan, who was still working late at the station, praying that he had already eaten. Otherwise, bringing this back could make the brothers at the station lose their appetites.
Just as the police were putting handcuffs on the man and preparing to take him back, the man slowly regained consciousness and immediately noticed an extremely foul odor.
“Ugh…” He turned over and vomited, making the stench even more pronounced.
Lin Ya turned his face away, feeling sick.
“What’s that horrible smell?!” The man, not yet realizing he was handcuffed, instinctively commented after he vomited.
Then he saw the crowd surrounding him, and as he tried to get up to flee, he discovered his hands were restrained by handcuffs, with several police officers closing in.
He hurriedly pulled a spare knife from his pocket and shouted, “Stay back!”
He staggered towards the crowd, trying to take a hostage while gagging, unsure of where the smell was coming from. He felt a bit dizzy but couldn’t use his hands to check.
As the crowd saw him coming, they scattered in fear, trying to avoid getting too close to him.
Lin Ya turned his head, then quickly turned back.
It was too disgusting.
Zhou Ying pulled out his gun, sternly pointing it at him. “Put down the weapon!…”
After a tense standoff, the criminal was finally captured.
A few police officers, holding back their nausea, escorted him to the police station. Seeing the sincere gaze from Lin Ya, Zhou Ying reluctantly agreed to accompany him to his home.
“Be quick about it.”
Lin Yumei, unaware of what had happened, saw Zhou Ying following Lin Ya home and hesitated to ask. Fortunately, Lin Ya emerged after showering and explained the situation.
Lin Yumei was immediately terrified, though also relieved when she assessed that he had no injuries.
“Remember to keep the talisman I gave you on you at all times. Don’t take it off.” There were three talismans in total, one for each person. Even if something happened, he could still get in touch with them.
If he got lost, it would function like a GPS locator, allowing him to find them with the yellow talisman.
He no longer knew when it started, but he had become quite attractive to those criminals.
It was also possible that the public safety situation at that time was inherently poor. He remembered back to his middle school years, in the ’90s or early ’00s, seeing articles about truck drivers encountering robberies where both people and goods were lost.
Murder, robbery, and burying bodies were unfortunately common occurrences.
Chapter 41: Master of Esotericism in the ’80s (Part 7)
After taking a refreshing shower, Lin Ya changed into clean clothes and shoes and headed to the police station with Zhou Ying.
Upon entering, the duty officer at the station shot him a resentful look.
Lin Ya rubbed his nose and coughed, remaining silent.
Zhou Ying led him into the familiar interrogation room and, taking his usual position, prepared for the standard procedure.
“Alright, what happened?” Zhou Ying bit off the cap of his pen, opened his notebook, and glanced at Lin Ya.
“I just wanted to go to the restroom, and then this guy came at me with a knife, so I had no choice but to beat him up,” Lin Ya explained succinctly. He added, “This guy has quite a few casualties under his belt; the victims were all women. He should be the one you are looking for.”
Zhou Ying paused with the pen’s tip, asking, “Did you calculate this too?”
Even though Lin Ya had been accurate in the last case, Zhou Ying still found it hard to believe he could read the future; he suspected the criminal might have inadvertently revealed information that Lin Ya overheard.
“Of course, I’ve told you, I’m a fortune teller,” Lin Ya nodded.
“Alright… once we finish the report, you can go home.”
After completing the report, Lin Ya saw two police officers escorting a bruised middle-aged man into the interrogation room.
The man squinted his eyes, glaring fiercely at Lin Ya, utterly filled with rage.
Lin Ya sized him up for a moment, a smile dancing at the corners of his mouth. “Oh, you’ve had a good wash?”
“I’ll f**k your grandfather! You little bastard!” The man exploded with curses, being forcibly taken into the interrogation room by the two officers.
Lin Ya, in a good-natured mood, didn’t retaliate verbally but exclaimed, “What a rollercoaster of a night!”
After a sound sleep, the next day Lin Ya stayed at home, locking the door to practice drawing talismans. In addition to the peace talismans he had already mastered, he was now working on an upgraded version.
Fortune talismans.
As the name suggests, carrying one brings good luck.
These talismans are different from the peace talismans, as they can only block disaster once.
Fortune talismans have an amplification effect but their duration is limited, with different effects for everyone; after all, if they could bring endless good luck, the world would be in chaos.
After drawing a few, Lin Ya folded them and put them away, just in time to head out for a meal.
“Where are Ling Ling and Xi Xi?” Not seeing the two children at the dining table, he realized they weren’t home either.
Lin Yumei pointed out the window with a smile. “They finished eating a long time ago. Seeing you busy inside, they didn’t call you, thinking if you didn’t come out later, I’d bring your meal in.”
It was still not school time, and Shui Ling had taken Shui Xi to the small square near their home to play, where many children were playing games in groups.
Curious about the new kids, they ran over to invite them to play.
There were many games to play in the city, such as jump rope, handkerchief tossing, eagle catches chicken, hide and seek, house play, and kicking the shuttlecock – they could hardly keep up with the games to be played in a day.