To be honest, Lin Li's original plan when he came here was to find wild criminals and bring them to justice.
It was only because he couldn't find any that he had settled for the next best thing: domesticated criminals.
Now that he had finally run into one, Lin Li couldn't help feeling a little excited.
But he couldn't rush, even if the situation was urgent.
Without confirming the exact circumstances, speaking out rashly could easily cause the victim further harm.
Lin Li could guarantee that ordinary criminals couldn't hurt him, but he couldn't guarantee the safety of the "hostage."
So Lin Li quickly moved closer, then slid along the brick wall, held his breath, and peeked around the corner with half an eye.
In the dim alley, there was only a man and a woman.
The man wasn't particularly tall, but he was fat enough to cover the woman completely. His shadow engulfed her. One hand pinned both of her wrists over her head, while the other had first braced itself against the brick wall beside her ear before wandering across her body, starting to grope her.
A black blindfold covered the woman's eyes, seemingly making her even more terrified. Her voice was even more miserable.
"Please... not here..."
Her tearful plea was cut off by the sound of fabric tearing. Her constantly kicking legs knocked over a rusty trash can, and soda cans rolled across the ground with crisp clatters.
The air was thick with the smell of alcohol. This man had apparently drunk quite a lot and had probably been blinded by it.
The situation was confirmed. He could make his move.
Lin Li emerged, still avoiding making any sound as much as possible, and silently rushed toward the man.
When the man noticed that something seemed