Dave: We Need Brains!

Early that morning, Li Yun had barely sat down in the shop with a basket of steamed buns he had just bought when he received a call. Someone soon hurried over to find him.

The visitor was an acquaintance too—the veteran detective, Hu Dingjun.

The man arrived and, without ceremony, polished off half of Li Yun's basket of buns. He also brought news: there would be a "special large gathering" at noon, with all local users invited. And in the meantime, an "acquaintance" had specifically asked to see him.

After thinking it over briefly, Li Yun naturally did not refuse outright. He merely asked with interest who this acquaintance was.

But Hu Dingjun did not have a specific answer. To be precise, he only knew that the news had come through official channels. As a mere messenger, there were naturally many things he was not supposed to know.

That was rather unusual.

Especially since there had been no prior notice. News arriving in the morning for an event at noon—honestly, that was not common.

When noon came, another black sedan pulled up. The driver was not the same person as last time, but that taciturn, straight-ahead demeanor was strikingly similar.

After picking up his passenger, the sedan drove for less than an hour before finally entering an imposing, conference hall-like building.

There, Li Yun was first invited into a small reception room, where he met the so-called "acquaintance."

"Haha, Little Brother Li, long time no see! Hope you've been well?"

"You actually lied and told me your surname was Li back then. That wasn't very decent of you! Once we get inside, you'll have to drink three penalty cups first! Then we'll call it even, how about it?"

Looking at the fellow in front of him, waggling his eyebrows and