Chapter 132 The Most Powerful Bandit Is Online!

This night was destined to be restless. Lin Yuan was like a rotating motor, unable to stop.

He was still not satisfied until he was exhausted.

Looking at Chen Lin who had already fallen asleep next to him, Lin Yuan remembered that he still had something to do.

The next second, the system panel appeared in front of him.

Looking at the points on it, it broke through to more than 30,000 again.

"System, draw a lottery!"

"Ding~~ Consume 10,000 points, congratulations to the host for drawing the skill - ventriloquism!"

"Ding~~ Racing!"

".. Art!"

Maybe he was too tired. Seeing these three skills, Lin Yuan felt nothing in his heart and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

But he didn't know how much shock his actions today brought to this network.

1,000 kg-level aerial bombs exploded in the urban area.

Its gold content is no less than watching a nuclear bomb explosion experiment.

Once the video was released, it went viral all over the Internet, and even became popular on the Internet.

For a time, a large number of foreign netizens thought that a war had broken out in China.

In addition, the song he sang on the stage also broke the defense of netizens.

In order to find out what he was singing.

Many people checked the information overnight and pieced together the lyrics bit by bit.

When they saw those rare characters, they were all dumbfounded.

Netizens said that they had never seen so many rare characters in their lives.

The next morning, when Lin Yuan woke up again, it was already past 9 o'clock in the morning.

Looking at each other in front of them, the two smiled at each other and got entangled again.

This made the photographer outside anxious, but he had no choice. He knew that if he disturbed Lin Yuan at this time, he would definitely lose a layer of skin.

But fortunately, at 11 o'clock, the door was finally opened.

After several people went downstairs and had a lunch nearby, Lin Yuan sent Chen Lin to work.

When the director saw this scene, he not only did not blame Chen Lin for being late for work, but happily chatted with her.

After a few simple greetings, Lin Yuan left. Although he did nothing, he did everything.

Sending Chen Lin to work in person was equivalent to telling the director about their relationship and giving him the rights to play the song yesterday. As long as the director is not stupid, he will know what to do.

Chen Lin did not try to keep him. She understood that with Lin Yuan's character and his personal charm, she could not keep him.

She simply did not think too much about it. At least she did not regret it last night.

After leaving the film and television park, Lin Yuan did not rush to find customers to sell the house.

Instead, he took a taxi to the car selling place in Xihai City.

Originally, he planned to buy a car to pick up and drop off customers. After sending Chen Lin today, he was more determined to buy a car.

At the beginning, Lin Yuan planned to buy a small car of about 100,000 yuan, mainly as a means of transportation, saving money and being practical. After all, money is still very important now.

However, after jumping and choosing, he finally decided to buy a Wuling Hongguang.

The photographer was dumbfounded, and the netizens in the live broadcast room were also confused.

In Lin Yuan's words, it is not only cheap, but also can bring people and goods, and it is very useful.

Considering that his car had to leave a space for the photographer, if he bought a sedan, it meant that only the back seat could accommodate people.

If he encountered four clients coming to see the house together, it would be difficult to deal with.

After everything was settled, Lin Yuan drove to the bank.

He had received several bank cards recently, and they were so messy that his pockets could hardly fit.

He planned to collect all the money in one place to avoid accidentally losing the card.

Ten minutes later, the car slowly stopped in front of a large bank.

Lin Yuan found a roadside parking space to park, unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

But at this moment, a burst of crying of a child attracted him.

The two who were about to get out of the car saw a little boy wearing a denim suit and looking about 5 years old standing in front of the department store next to the bank, crying.

And judging from his expression, it seemed that he had been crying for a while.

There were not many people passing by this section of the road, but they all passed by in a hurry and just took a look at most.

Lin Yuan thought that this should be the son of the store owner. He might have done something bad and was beaten, so he was crying here.

This scene reminded him of his childhood. He smiled and shook his head, and prepared to get off the car.

But at this moment, the photographer asked uncertainly: "Brother, look at this child. He is so dirty, as if he had fallen, and he has been crying for a long time. Doesn't his family care?"

Lin Yuan shrugged: "You ask me, who should I ask? Let's go, get off the car."

"Oh~~"

After getting off the car, the two walked straight to the bank, but the photographer looked back every two steps and kept looking at the little boy.

At the moment when he was about to enter the bank gate, he spoke again: "Brother, why do I feel that this child is abandoned? Look, his hand is still bleeding."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was stunned, turned his head and looked carefully, and found that the little boy's hand was really bleeding.

This made his heart sink.

After thinking carefully, he decided to go and see what was going on.

According to the boy's current situation, I'm afraid few parents would have the heart to leave him outside and not care about him.

Could he not be the child of the department store owner?

Thinking of this, he looked at the place where the child was standing, which was obviously far away from the department store, and his doubts deepened.

Could he really be abandoned?

Or was he lost with his parents?

If a child of this age encounters human traffickers, the consequences will be disastrous.

In order to confirm the doubts in his heart, he hurriedly strode to the boy.

Looking carefully, he found that not only was his body dirty, but there was also a lot of dirt on his face, but it was washed a lot by tears.

There was an obvious scratch on his hand and a large piece of peeling skin. Combined with the dirt on his clothes, it seemed that he had fallen somewhere.

Lin Yuan squatted down and smiled gently: "Little boy, why are you crying here? Where are your parents?"

When the little boy saw a stranger coming to chat with him, he immediately showed a vigilant look on his face, shrank back, stared at Lin Yuan with a pair of innocent big eyes, but did not speak.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan had to get up and walk to the department store. Seeing the boss sitting at the counter playing mobile games, he hurriedly asked: "Boss, is the child outside the door yours?"

"Huh?" The boss took the time to look up in his busy schedule, and then waved his hand impatiently: "I don't know him, I don't know him, get him out quickly, it's so noisy!"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

The photographer also said with a look of doubt on his face: "Brother, it seems that this child is lost?"

"I don't know! Go ask."

Lin Yuan came to the little boy again and asked with a smile: "Little boy, are you lost? Don't be afraid, uncle will help you find your family, okay? Do you have your parents' phone number?"

The little boy looked at Lin Yuan aggrievedly, pouted his little mouth and replied in a baby voice: "Woo~~ I don't know their number!"

"It doesn't matter, uncle will help you call the police and let the police take you home, okay?"

Hearing the word police, the little boy nodded quickly: "Okay~~"

Lin Yuan smiled, it seems that the little boy should not be abandoned.

He can have such vigilance, which means that his parents must have taught him.

It is likely that he is lost with his parents.

Then he got up, picked up the phone and dialed 110 immediately.

Soon, the call was connected.

A beautiful female operator's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Xihai City 110, No. 22, please speak."

Lin Yuan looked at the little boy and replied in a serious tone: "Hello, I kidnapped a child, about 5 years old."

As soon as this was said, the beautiful woman in charge of the call was stunned.

The photographer was also shocked. Why did it sound wrong?

Lin Yuan seemed to realize that his tone was a bit wrong just now, and hurriedly added: "I think you should understand what I mean?"

"Ah uh... um..." The operator only felt dizzy at the moment.

As an operator who just started her internship this year, she had never encountered such a thing.

This was the first time someone came up and said that he had kidnapped a child and dared to call the police station. Is he crazy?

The whole person trembled involuntarily, and asked tremblingly: "I understand, I understand, is he safe now?"

Lin Yuan looked at the child, who was covered in mud and wounds, and replied without thinking: "Safe, quite safe, but I suffered a little pain."

Then he looked at the bank next to him and urged: "Come over quickly, I still have things to deal with."

The beauty broke down on the spot after hearing the pain and urging, and replied excitedly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

After saying that, she covered the phone with her hand and hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Director, come in quickly, I received a blackmail call from a robber!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire command center exploded instantly.

The director immediately put down his work and rushed over with a shocked face. He saw the operator who was already on the verge of collapse and asked anxiously: "What's going on? Don't be nervous, talk slowly!"

"Director, someone just called and said he kidnapped a child."

After listening to the operator's narration, the director looked solemn, but asked doubtfully: "Did you hear it wrong? Are you sure he didn't pick up a child?"

The beauty shook her head in surprise: "He said he kidnapped a child."

"It's okay, don't be afraid, you continue to talk to him, I'll listen."

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After listening to Lin Yuan's call to the police, the netizens in the live broadcast room instantly had a lot of question marks in the comment area.

——【? ? ? What is he doing? Can I understand it this way. Hello, police? I have a child in my hand, I don't have much patience, do you understand what I mean? 】

——【Facts have proved that language is an art. I really want to know what the other party is thinking now. I always feel that there is an illusion that a good show is about to begin. 】

——[Punishment, this is really punishment. It sounds like he is an old salesman and is very skilled in his business. ]

——[In this case, should he use a sniper rifle? ]

At this time, at the entrance of the department store, the little boy saw Lin Yuan helping him call the police and stopped crying. Not only was he not afraid, he was also happily playing with the toys at the entrance of the department store.

One of the simulated toy AKs particularly attracted his attention. He kept clamoring to buy it. If he was not allowed to buy it, he would cry again on the spot.

Lin Yuan was both headache and helpless because of him. He had to pay for doing good things. What kind of thing was this?

Moreover, the operator on the other end of the phone disappeared while chatting, which made him a little irritated for a while. He asked loudly into the phone: "Where is the person? Do you still want the child?"

"Yes! Yes!" The operator hurriedly answered, and then looked at the director and asked what to say next.

The director thought for a moment and whispered: "Ask him where the location is?"

The operator repeated the director's words.

Lin Yuan looked at the bank and answered directly: "It's Huaxia Bank on Wutian Road."

Then he looked at the crying little boy and thought that he couldn't pay for this toy, so he hurriedly reminded him: "Oh, by the way, remember to bring some money."

Hearing the bank and bringing money, even the director's pupils shrank sharply.

He said in a deep voice: "Ask him how much?"

"How much?" Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the small label on the AK, picked it up and took a look, and it said 60 yuan.

Without thinking, he replied truthfully: "Not too much, 60 is enough!"