The System is Abstract, Luckily, So Am I

He couldn't catch his breath, bro. Yang Liang had been in this profession for years—he really had never heard such a request.

Houses could be rebuilt after collapsing, but what Lin Li had built couldn't be rebuilt.

Yang Liang decided to write a proposal to abolish the Minor Protection Law when he got back.

Or at least clarify that the law only protected minors—not only did they have to be underage, but importantly they had to be human. For humanoid creatures like Lin Li, they should strike with heavy fists.

The other brothers and sisters squatting around all cast admiring glances at this moment.

What a composed man—even at a time like this, he could still chat and laugh with police. This kid's dad was at least Li Gang, had some connections. Enviable.

"Bro, you got people up there?" a person squatting nearby quietly asked.

Lin Li looked up at the empty ceiling: "Where? Don't see any."

The person nearby: "?"

If I said you had people down below, would you look at the underworld too?

Lin Li got his wish and wore silver bracelets, though Yang Liang's attitude when cuffing him wasn't great—his movements were quite rough, with suspicion of violent law enforcement.

"Everyone's been checked, right? No one hiding or missed, right?" Yang Liang seemed to be a senior Demon Suppression officer. He looked at other police and inquired commandingly.

After receiving confirmation that no one was missed, he waved his hand: "Take them all away!"

The situation downstairs was better, with more people. Most were just receiving simple questioning and weren't directly arrested like those on the third floor. Many were emotional, loudly declaring their innocence.

Quite confident.

After all, they had just come for normal massage and foot washing—this was purely an undeserved disaster.

"Damn, so this place could provide such services. Good raid, good raid! You've worked hard, such a good raid! This harmful pornography should be swept away—it! should! be! swept! away!" When Lin Li passed by a man, he heard him say.

Good was good, but bro, why did you look regretful and remorseful? Why were the last words said through gritted teeth, word by word?

Bro, your eyes contained tears—was it because of deep love for this land?

The officer questioning him seemed to understand his meaning and thoughts, waving with an indescribable and disgusted expression, "Alright, alright. Since you came for normal massage, you can leave shortly."

After the police walked away a step, the man finally didn't need to restrain his emotions, "You were born before I was born, I was born when you were old! Unfortunately I came when spring had not arrived! Helplessly flowers fall, when will I see swallows return?"

Yo, quite the literary man. Too bad the officer who couldn't stand listening directly kicked him out.

Lin Li then came outside Light Earl Health Club with the others.

A middle-aged man was parking his electric scooter, preparing to get off, when he saw a large group of people being arrested and escorted out.

All officers silently watched this man who seemed to want to enter—all of them.

Looking at each other, only disappointment remained.

Moved? Didn't dare move. The man's thigh was still suspended in mid-air.

Didn't even dare breathe.

"Want to come in?" After a standoff, Yang Liang calmly asked.

"I'm not here for this shop."

The sweating man shook his head with an unchanged expression, got off, then walked into the adjacent shop—flowing like clouds and water, all in one go.

As for why a forty-year-old slovenly middle-aged man would go alone to a women's nail salon late at night, let's not worry about that. Species were naturally diverse—we should be tolerant.

Who forbade uncles from getting manicures? Outrageous! Didn't uncles have the right to pursue beauty?

Lin Li was certain that even if the neighboring shop was a coffin store, this uncle would have to go in for a stroll and buy a few wreaths.

"You guys go bring the cars over." Several officers left following Yang Liang's orders.

Within just a minute or two, a large crowd of onlookers had gathered outside the shop. Surrounding shops and residential buildings had many heads poking out.

Anti-prostitution operations just had this kind of charm.

Many people had already taken out phones to photograph. Lin Li was somewhat grateful for the mask on his head, or it really wouldn't end well.

Among the onlookers, Lin Li even found the guy from the bathroom who had asked him about the meaning of human existence. He was now holding half a roasted pigeon, staring dumbfounded at everything.

Lucky survivor who escaped death.

His luck was indeed good—choosing to run at the most timely moment. Good people who were willing to share their enhancement oils for free indeed got good karma.

Lin Li's appearance was quite distinctive, so the other party noticed him immediately and recognized him from his clothes. After thinking for a moment, he sighed and slowly raised his hand.

"Hm?"

Yang Liang saw a citizen saluting him. Although the gesture wasn't standard and he was holding a roasted pigeon, since he was saluting, Yang Liang responded with a standard salute.

His mood improved considerably.

Being able to feel the people's love was the unique charm of this job.

The 'damage' caused by that unlucky kid Lin Li had healed somewhat.

Lin Li wanted to speak but hesitated. If nothing unexpected, that guy had just saluted him.

As for what the salute expressed, it was probably 'farewell, I'll take care of your wife and daughter.'

Since he was wearing handcuffs and couldn't salute back, Lin Li could only clasp his hands in response.

After all, they were bros who had been through combat together.

Many cars had now arrived one after another, but unlike Lin Li's imagination, they were all private cars—not a single police car.

But thinking about it, this was understandable. The officers here were basically all in plain clothes, probably focusing on covert decapitation operations. If they drove police cars, this disguise would be meaningless.

But Lin Li was still disappointed.

"Uncle, no police car for me to ride? Not a single one came?"

Lin Li immediately shut up.

Because Yang Liang's look just now was very wrong—he felt like the man was about to break the law.

Suspected of violent tendencies, probably a domestic abuser. Thumbs down, sisters remember to avoid.

"If I get a chance to send you back, I'll definitely use a police car to send you back with great fanfare, letting everyone around you know what you've done! This car—get in quickly!" Yang Liang said through gritted teeth.

Lin Li shrugged somewhat innocently and got into the car.

Originally Lin Li wanted to explain the whole story in the car, but unexpectedly he wasn't in a private car—there was another person sitting beside him. With no other choice, Lin Li had to keep it to himself.

Looking at the retreating scenery outside the window, Lin Li recognized this wasn't the route to the nearest police station. Craning his neck to look at Yang Liang's navigation, the destination seemed to be the branch office.

Probably because there were too many people to interrogate today, the detention and interrogation rooms at the police station definitely weren't enough. They could only send everyone to a bigger stage to perform.

"Get out."

Sure enough, the car drove directly to the Public Security Bureau.

"Uncle..."

"Shut up, no."

Wait, he hadn't said anything yet. Looking at Yang Liang who coldly refused him, Lin Li felt somewhat depressed.

Seeming to realize he was being somewhat unreasonable—it might be an important request like needing the bathroom—Yang Liang proactively asked, "What is it?"

"I want to squat with my hands on my head at the entrance and take a photo with you..."

"Shut up, no."

Damn, asking was unnecessary.

(End of Chapter)