Chapter 12: These recent moments of enlightenment at Dragon Field have brought remarkable progress!

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You Gaojie clearly did not believe it—Fu Fan had been to the station more than once and was quite a slick talker.
“A sugar mama supporting you? What rich woman would want someone like you? You’re neither handsome nor well-built. Does she want you because you’re poor, or because you have a criminal record?”
Fu Fan held up two fingers.
“Boss, I may not be handsome, but I’ve got skills. Don’t believe me? Ask anyone here—when I steal something, who ever notices?”
You Gaojie cut him off.
“Save it. Hand over the bag first. I’ll inspect it and then return it to you.”
Fu Fan put on a look of reluctant pain.
“Boss, you better be careful. This bag is a testament to my love with my dear.”
You Gaojie put on gloves and had an officer open the evidence bag. He took the clutch from Fu Fan, unzipped it, and pulled out three stacks of cash—thirty thousand exactly.
Fu Fan explained, “Well, today I was planning to turn over a new leaf, and wanted the abbot to witness it. This is the money to pay the abbot…”
You Gaojie glanced at the stolen goods scattered on the table.
“Turn over a new leaf? What’s all this then?”
Fu Fan smiled awkwardly. “It’s a habit, it’s muscle memory now. When I’m not paying attention, I don’t know how, but these things just end up in my hands.”
You Gaojie then pulled out a gold watch.
“And this?”
Fu Fan replied, “That’s mine!”
Next came a bank receipt.
You Gaojie unfolded it: “Payee: Zhang Dazhu. How do you explain this?”
Fu Fan raised his voice a bit. “Who? Which Zhang Dazhu put this deposit slip in my bag?”
You Gaojie sneered, rummaged through the clutch a few more times, then his expression froze.
“Old Li, bring me a pair of tweezers.”
Officer Old Li quickly fetched tweezers from his toolkit.
You Gaojie placed the clutch on the table and carefully cut along the seams. A packet of white powder appeared.
You Gaojie: (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ
Fu Fan: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ
Suppressing his excitement, You Gaojie reached out. “Old Li, get the quick test liquid!”
Old Li handed over a vial of quick test liquid.
You Gaojie tore off the cap, used the tweezers to drop a small amount of the white powder into the liquid, which instantly changed from pink to blue.
All the officers turned to look at Fu Fan, their eyes shining with the hope of a major breakthrough.

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You Gaojie’s mouth stretched in a grin almost to his ears. “Fu Fan, your progress through those ‘dragon enlightenment’ sessions is pretty fast, huh?”
Fu Fan’s teeth chattered. “B-Boss, I—I swear this bag isn’t mine. I admit I stole it, but you can take me away!”
At that moment, Fu Fan desperately wished the police would haul him off right away, even more than when Lu Xingzhou caught him earlier.
Stealing from Lu Xingzhou meant at worst a beating.
Stealing from a drug dealer? He might disappear for good.
At this point, prison was the safest place.
You Gaojie raised an eyebrow. “But didn’t you just say a sugar mama bought it for you?”
Fu Fan was near tears. “Boss, most of what I said before is true.
Last month, yes, a sugar mama supported me, but those things don’t last long—she gave me fifty thousand a week ago and told me to get lost.
I spent all that money yesterday, so I came back to my old ways. I’m telling the truth!
I have witnesses!
I’ve been at the Kunkun Hotel these past few days attending some lively events, I haven’t been out—really, the madam there can vouch for me.”
You Gaojie was startled—this implicated an organized prostitution ring.
Setting aside the theft case for a moment, catching a thief in possession of drugs and controlling a prostitution den was something the bureau chief could at least curse about less crudely.
You Gaojie was visibly excited, took off his gloves, stepped forward, and grasped Lu Xingzhou’s hand firmly.
“Comrade, thank you very much for your help. This is a major achievement!”
He rummaged through all eight pockets of his uniform and pulled out half a pack of Liqun cigarettes.
“Comrade, have one of these first. As for the bonus, once we bring the suspect in, I’ll file the paperwork immediately.”
The four officers behind him were all smiling broadly, pulling out various items—half a pack of cigarettes, chewing gum, fourteen disposable lighters—and slapping them into Lu Xingzhou’s hand.
What did this mean?
They were telling him he was going to have a hard time without a smoke.
“Let’s go, back to the station to finish the paperwork.”
You Gaojie patted Fu Fan on the shoulder, then glanced at Lu Xingzhou.
Lu Xingzhou turned off his livestream. “I know the rules—recording statements, right?”
This was already the fourth time he’d given a statement in two days; he was quite practiced by now.
County government.
The county magistrate, party secretary, vice mayor in charge of culture and tourism, and the county police chief sat in the office, all wearing worried expressions.

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“The Zongyong Temple scenic area reported 74 thefts the day before yesterday, 69 the day before that, and 122 yesterday.
The higher-ups keep talking about transformation and strengthening cultural tourism development, but look—just as Zongyong Temple was starting to improve, thefts have been rampant!
If we don’t suppress this trend, who will dare come to Zongyong Temple in the future?”
The vice mayor and police chief both looked very embarrassed, knowing full well the core problem couldn’t be solved.
With the county-level police force’s capabilities, they could maintain order during drunken brawls, but finding pickpockets among tens of thousands of tourists daily was as impossible as a catfish demon eliminating the Tang Monk and his disciples.
They lacked the ability, plain and simple.
The police chief emphasized the difficulties.
“Boss, our police force is indeed limited. Maintaining order in the scenic area is already hard enough; trying to catch thieves is beyond our strength!
Maybe we should request support from the city bureau—after all, Zongyong Temple is an important tourism project for the city.”
The county magistrate slammed the table. “Request support, request support! You ask for support for everything—what are you even here for?”
The party secretary patted the magistrate’s shoulder.
“Alright, I think what Lao Zhao says makes sense. Scenic areas are easy to build, but the necessary supporting facilities, especially human resources, are quite lacking. Nearly a hundred thefts a day constitute a major public security issue that our county police cannot handle alone. I believe it’s necessary to report this.
If we report it now, at worst we’ll get a reprimand; if we conceal it, even a demerit would be lenient.”
The magistrate nodded with difficulty.
“Ring, ring, ring!”
The police chief glanced at his phone. “That’s the call from Chief You of the Zongyong Temple police station, probably coming to complain.
I just scolded him this morning during the early meeting over the temple’s security issues.”
As soon as he answered, You Gaojie’s excited voice rang out: “Chief, something big has happened!”
Before the police chief could respond, You Gaojie poured out the morning’s events like pouring beans.
The police chief paused for a few seconds, then turned stiffly to the magistrate and party secretary.
“Leaders, we may have to ask the city bureau to intervene this time...
Old You caught a drug dealer.”
County magistrate: W(ﾟДﾟ)W
Party secretary: (⊙ˍ⊙)
Vice mayor: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ