A Little Shock for the Anti-Vice Squad

A Little Shock for the Anti-Vice Squad

Xiao Jing instinctively raised her hands.

Lin Li suddenly thought of a nursery rhyme.

Two little rabbits... forgot the middle, forgot the rest.

"...Forget it, move already. Put your clothes on first, then squat down with your hands on your head!"

A deep voice urged coldly. Then a Demon Suppression Envoy, not wearing a uniform, stepped past Xiao Jing and entered. At a glance, he locked onto Lin Li, who was lying on the massage bed and meeting his gaze.

The Demon Suppression Envoy's eyes widened.

In all his years, he had never seen anyone wear that expression while being busted in an anti-vice raid.

It was one thing not to panic, but now that he had entered, the guy was still lying on his side, propping up his cheek with one hand and looking at him helplessly.

There was even a trace of resentment and disappointment in his eyes, as though he were annoyed that his fun had been interrupted.

Outrageous. Yang Liang had busted so many vice cases in his life, but he had never seen anyone this arrogant.

Did he think that just because he was fully clothed, nothing would happen to him and he could escape this? The state of the masseuse at the door had already explained everything. There was no room for denial.

Lin Li really was resentful.

How could he not be? He had nearly had the tables turned on him, nearly been forced into it and had his chastity sullied.

It was all the Demon Suppression Division's fault for dragging their feet.

"Get up! Squat down with your hands on your head! In the corner!" Yang Liang barked, pointing his baton at Lin Li.

"Uncle..."

"Don't try to play connections with me! Hands on your head, squat down!"

Lin Li hesitated. After thinking it over, he ultimately said nothing and obediently squatted in the corner with his hands on his head.

This was a pretty novel experience. Another useless but impressive-sounding life experience added to the collection.

The main reason Lin Li did not reveal his "identity" yet was that Xiao Jing was still here.

Remember: running a Chicken Farm was not a capital offense. Even the people at the Chicken Farm—even the managers organizing the girls—would only get a few years at most before getting out. As for the men who came to sleep with them and the girls themselves, they would only be detained for a while at most.

Once that time had passed, they would be free again, and most of them were locals.

If he jumped out now and told the Demon Suppression Division that he was the one who had reported them—

If Xiao Jing heard it, or if someone from the Demon Suppression Division let it slip here, there was no telling what he might face in Xi Ling Town from then on.

People's hearts were hard to predict.

After all, from one perspective, what he had done was indeed kind of shitty. He had harmed others without benefiting himself.

The risk of retaliation was too great. Better forget it and behave for now.

He would explain after being taken back to the station. He could treat it as a novel life experience.

Yang Liang frowned at that moment. From Lin Li's voice and appearance, he could tell that the other party was very young, so he stepped forward and asked, "Are you an adult or not? Answer honestly. If you lie to my face right now, you'll pay the price!"

"Not yet." Lin Li could not be bothered lying at this point.

Xiao Jing, who had finally gotten dressed, went pale when she heard that answer.

Oh no! It's all over! Another charge added! It'll take even longer to get out! Damn company, why didn't they screen their clients properly? How did they let such low-quality customers in?

"Fuck, acting up at such a young age! Are you at least fourteen?" Yang Liang, who did not know Lin Li's background, cursed directly.

"Been that for a while."

Yang Liang left while cursing under his breath.

Before coming here, Lin Li had briefly looked up the relevant rules. Ages fourteen to eighteen meant lighter punishment; under fourteen meant no punishment.

He was seventeen. If someone else might get fifteen days of government-provided meals, he would probably only get five days—possibly none at all. That would depend on the local attitude.

Yang Liang returned soon afterward, holding a mask that he tossed to Lin Li. "Put it on."

Lin Li took it and saw that it was not the kind of completely sealed hood used to escort death-row prisoners. It had openings for the eyes.

It seemed to have been specially brought out to protect his personal information as a minor. Xiao Jing did not get that privilege.

"Thanks, Uncle." Lin Li eagerly put on the mask.

Sometimes, putting on a mask meant taking one off.

Lin Li felt like he was Daniel Wu now, with a bunch of Jackie Chans waiting outside.

"You're actually happy about this?" Yang Liang could not hold it together when he saw Lin Li's grinning Corner of the Mouth.

He could actually see excitement and joy on Lin Li's face. Did this kid even know what situation he was in?

Once Lin Li's family got here, Yang Liang was definitely going to have a serious word with them.

He was also curious what kind of family upbringing could raise such an absurd brat.

"Change into your own clothes, then come out!" Yang Liang said, seeing that Lin Li was still wearing the Chicken Farm's massage robe.

By the time Lin Li had changed, picked up his phone, and stepped outside, the corridor was already packed with people. They were all squatting on the floor, miserable and pitiful-looking.

Damn, these people were into some wild stuff. One man had the Chinese character for "pig" written on his face, while his partner beside him was dressed head to toe in leather. It looked like they had just been playing an alphabet game.

Hey, that flight attendant outfit was pretty cute. She had not been in the girl profiles Lin Li had seen earlier. Looks like she had already been picked.

She was probably the top girl at this Chicken Farm, a true star attraction.

This one, though—this one was really not it. What had happened to that figure?

Lin Li was analyzing everyone when he suddenly met Yang Liang's eyes.

Yang Liang simply stared at Lin Li in silence.

Lin Li became a little embarrassed under that stare. He scratched his head, then realized he was scratching the mask and lowered his hand. "What is it, Uncle?"

Yang Liang took a deep breath, then another, seemingly trying to calm himself before enunciating each word.

"Can you fucking act even a little aware that you're a lawbreaker? Get over there and squat with your hands on your head! What are you wandering around for?!"

Yang Liang nearly lost his breath from anger.

The scene just now had been too absurd.

After Lin Li came out of the room, he had walked back and forth before the other squatting detainees with a criminal mask on, his hands clasped behind his back. Walking around would have been one thing, but he kept examining the people squatting there, shaking his head, nodding, and even sighing.

Yang Liang had been stunned, while his colleagues had been intimidated by Lin Li's aura. None of them had realized that this guy was one of the people who had been arrested.

Even Yang Liang had gotten the feeling that Lin Li was not a criminal suspect. He was a fucking leader who had come down to inspect the place, evaluating their work! He was expressing regret and disappointment toward these people who had gone astray! Especially since the kid was fairly tall—when Yang Liang met his eyes just now, he had even needed to tilt his head up slightly.

If this kid's guardian did not give San Qiao Police Station an explanation, they could forget about taking him home.

A pure menace to society.

Letting him loose in the world would ruin the whole market sooner or later.

If possible, Yang Liang wanted to advise Lin Li's family to start a new account. This one was already beyond saving.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot who I was for a moment." Lin Li finally came to his senses, hurriedly apologized, then immediately walked into the crowd and squatted down too.

"Uncle." But after looking over everyone else's situation, Lin Li turned to Yang Liang again.

"What—else—do—you—want?" Yang Liang asked in near collapse, dragging out every word.

He truly hated the minor protection laws now. Look at this, look at this, look at the kind of things they were protecting. "They all have handcuffs, but I don't. Can I get a pair too, Uncle?" Lin Li asked seriously, looking enviously at everyone else's cuffed hands.

It was not every day he got to experience being arrested. If he did not even get to wear Silver Bracelets, what would be the point? What a waste of such a precious opportunity.

Yang Liang: "?"