Dead on the First Day of Work

"That Qin guy is going too far!"

"What kind of attitude is that?"

In the Security Bureau breakroom.

Zhao Qinglin slammed his hand onto the table, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"He's simply arrogant!"

"It's all thanks to him."

"Now the Old District has turned into a powder keg!"

Ever since he learned his patrol jurisdiction had been reassigned to the Old District, Zhao Qinglin had been filled with resentment.

Yet, he had nowhere to vent it.

He couldn't exactly complain to the Bureau Chief, could he?

Or protest to Miss Ju Zi?

And so.

Taking advantage of the small group chat today, he had made a snide remark about Qin Annian.

Zhao Qinglin had expected Qin Annian to remain silent.

After all.

Since being assigned to the Old District, who in the group didn't have complaints?

As the "culprit" who lit the fuse for this powder keg, Qin Annian was naturally a "person of incorrect standing" in the group.

But who would have thought.

Qin Annian would actually dare to be so tactless!

It made Zhao Qinglin feel as nauseated as if he had swallowed a dead cat.

Especially after these past few days of high-intensity duty in the Old District.

Zhao Qinglin's resentment had grown with each passing day!

He had only just finished his shift, and his workload had increased more than tenfold compared to before!

Moreover, every case had to be handled with extreme caution; there could not be the slightest error.

If something went wrong.

He would be in big trouble!

"Brother Zhao."

"Let it go."

Ma Ji, a Peace Officer who had remained silent in the group chat, offered some advice:

"We're all going to see each other every day from now on."

"There's no need to make things so awkward."

Zhao Qinglin was indignant, shouting angrily:

"He's the one who caused the trouble."

"He's the one who wants to make things awkward with us!"

"That Qin guy dares to be this brazen?"

Ma Ji shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly:

"Nothing we can do."

"Who told him to be a genius."

"He's the second person since our Security Bureau was founded to pass the assessment for transitioning from a temporary worker to a permanent one."

"We should steer clear of his edge."

Hearing this, Zhao Qinglin became even more dissatisfied:

"Steer clear of his edge?"

"An eighteen-year-old brat, and you want me to steer clear of him?"

"What a joke!"

"No matter how much of a genius he is, his Life Development Power is only 11.7."

"I've been cultivating for years, and my Life Development Power has already broken through 19 points, yet I wouldn't dare touch the bomb that is the Old District."

"He really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Ma Ji grabbed a glass of ice water and handed it to Zhao Qinglin:

"Brother Zhao."

"Xu Laosan and Ge Qingwang both fell into his hands."

"Let's calm down."

The implication was clear.

It meant that two gang leaders with a Life Development Power exceeding 20 points were no match for Qin Annian.

How could 19 points of Life Development Power even be considered enough?

Zhao Qinglin's face flushed bright red instantly, and he was so furious he began to stutter:

"The Old District, how, how could it be that simple?"

"The combat power of Xu Laosan and Ge Qingwang doesn't even rank in the top ten in the Old District!"

"Everyone just keeps it to themselves, that's all."

The waters of the Old District run deep.

The Blood Blade Gang and the Azure Dragon Society are only the strongest gangs on the surface.

But in the deep waters, there are even more terrifying "Great White Sharks"!

That is the greatest resistance one will encounter during the development and renovation of the Old District.

"With his style of handling cases."

"There's no telling when he'll end up falling into a trap."

"When that time comes, don't blame me for standing by and watching!"

Gulping down his ice water, Zhao Qinglin left with a gloomy face.

Watching Zhao Qinglin's back disappear from sight, Ma Ji took out his personal terminal and sent an encrypted message.

"Don't worry, Director, I have already taken care of the matter."

The sky began to brighten; it was morning once again.

Even though some streets in the Old District had been washed down, a faint scent of blood still lingered in the air.

The merchants who ran small businesses had all kept their doors tightly shut for the past few days, not daring to do any business.

The Old District, whose economy was already poor, was now completely at a standstill.

Those who ventured out did so cautiously, terrified of inviting trouble upon themselves.

Old District, Southwest District.

Stepping out of the police car, Qin Annian, dressed in his Peace Officer uniform, instantly felt many gazes fall upon him.

Numb, cold, hostile—there were all sorts of people.

After reporting his location to Ju Zi, Qin Annian headed toward the nearest street.

"Although I have patrolled the Old District before."

"I was mostly on the outskirts, so I'm not familiar with the environment of this jurisdiction."

When he worked as a temp under Zhao Daming, Zhao Daming would not allow Qin Annian to enter the core area of the Old District on his own, all to avoid cases coming to their doorstep.

He walked into a narrow alley.

A strange odor immediately wafted out.

It was a foul mixture of excrement, the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and household trash.

On the "handshake buildings" on both sides.

Someone watched coldly through a crack in the window as this strange Peace Officer passed through the street.

Just as Qin Annian was patrolling the fifteenth street.

"Run!"

"The Peace Officer is here!"

A child on the building pointed at Qin Annian and suddenly shouted.

Whoosh!

The people gathered deep in the alley scattered in a flurry!

Qin Annian glanced at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, who looked incredibly smug.

His figure flickered, and he suddenly vanished from where he stood.

"Did you bring everything?"

"It absolutely cannot fall into the hands of that black dog."

"Boss."

"Don't you worry."

"I've got it tucked in my pocket!"

"Besides."

"Does he even dare to follow us?"

Twisting and turning through the crowded alleyways, the group, drenched in sweat, found a stairwell and sat down on the floor.

"Hey!"

"With this bottle of medicine."

"We're definitely going to crush everyone tonight!"

After saying this.

The thug, who looked to be only in his twenties, pulled the bottle of contraband out of his pocket.

"This is a miracle drug that leaked out of Lingyun Pharmaceuticals."

"They say the effects are intense!"

"It lets you ignore pain and doubles your combat power!"

The thug looked excited as he urged the others:

"Let's hurry back."

"We'll find a chance to slip these into their drinks and let those lowlifes act as our vanguard."

However.

The moment his voice fell.

He suddenly noticed a shadow appear in front of him.

"Who?!"

A terrified shout exploded in the stairwell.

"You are suspected of illegal assembly and illegal possession of contraband; you are now under arrest."

A calm voice came from behind them.

The thugs were scared out of their wits!

"Quick!"

"Run!"

A massive force suddenly struck.

The thug holding the medicine bottle felt the world spin, and then he was slammed face-first into the ground.

The item in his hand was snatched away.

"Hiss!"

The sharp pain made his eyes bulge out like a fish's, and he couldn't help but scream:

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Let me go!"

"I'm with the Green Mountain Group!"

"My boss knows people at Lingyun Pharmaceuticals!"

In his desperation.

He blurted out whatever came to mind, hoping to make the Peace Officer behind him wary.

Sure enough.

As soon as he finished speaking.

He felt the Peace Officer controlling him loosen his grip.

The thug was ecstatic!

As expected!

Even the Peace Officer has to fear Lingyun Pharmaceuticals.

Click—

The sound of electronic handcuffs locking tight exploded in the thug's ears like a muffled thunderclap.

"Let me go!"

"I told you my boss knows people at Lingyun Pharmaceuticals!"

Qin Annian adjusted the body camera he had just turned on, which was clipped to his shoulder, and nodded softly.

"Keep talking."

"I'm recording."

Realizing that things were not as he had imagined.

The thug panicked instantly.

"My lord!"

"I was wrong!"

"Spare me this once!"

"I can be your mole!"

At this moment.

Qin Annian felt his hair stand on end, a sense of danger suddenly descending upon him.

He lunged backward.

Splat!

Like a watermelon being smashed with a hammer, blood mixed with brains painted the dilapidated wall in shades of red and white.

The headless corpse, hands still cuffed behind its back, slammed onto the ground and tumbled all the way down the stairs.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't just say whatever you want, or you'll end up dead."