Volume One, Chapter 16: Assigning a Job to the Little Troublemaker, Using Her Own Uncle as a Pawn

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“Drugs? There’s that in Hengxi Village?” Ye Lin asked in surprise. When his master, He Xinmin, had taken him there before, he only mentioned it was a bit chaotic.

“It was Huang Mao and his gang who took me there. Ordinary people aren’t allowed in. I only know the place, but you can’t get inside—the entrance is guarded,” said the little tough girl.

“The boss there is called Brother Yong. He’s in charge of drug trafficking and transportation in that area. They say he’s ruthless.”

“Officer Miracle Doctor, I’m just giving you this information. If you think it’s dangerous, then don’t go,” she added, suddenly feeling some regret. If Ye Lin got killed in there, no one would be left to help her brother with his leg.

“Just tell me the location. I’ll decide. If we can really catch someone, I’ll apply for a reward for you at the station.”

The little tough girl obediently gave Ye Lin the location.

Ye Lin looked up. It was at the very back of Hengxi Village, nestled against the mountain—a perfect place to escape.

“All right, I’ll come by tomorrow or the day after. Here’s my number. Call me if anything comes up.”

“Oh, and my surname’s Ye. From now on, call me Officer Ye, not Officer Miracle Doctor,” Ye Lin said.

“Yes, Officer Ye. I’m Jiang Wan’er, and my brother is Jiang Xiaosheng,” she replied.

“Jiang Wan’er, Jiang Xiaosheng. Good. I’ll come find you in a couple of days.”

When Ye Lin returned to the station, everyone was already busy.

Especially the Criminal Investigation Team—after Zhang Degen and his team returned from Baiyun District Three, they locked themselves in the conference room, studying and compiling reports mysteriously.

Judging by Chief Xie’s expression, there was probably no progress.

In the afternoon, Ye Lin found time to call his father and ask for some medicinal herbs.

For Jiang Xiaosheng’s leg, manual bone setting alone wouldn’t suffice; some herbal medicine was also needed. His father didn’t ask many questions and readily agreed. Shipping from the provincial capital to Yuezhou would take just a day.

During the call, his mother suddenly took over.

“Are you eating well?”

“Sleeping well?”

“Being treated unfairly?”

“Is it dangerous?”

She fired off a barrage of questions, leaving Ye Lin’s head spinning. A mother is a mother—her own son is her treasure; how could she not care?

Finally, she launched into matchmaking mode, worrying whether Ye Lin had any female colleagues around and rambling on about setting him up for a blind date.

Ye Lin couldn’t stay put any longer. He hurriedly gave a few perfunctory replies and hung up.

A blind date?

Better wait a while.

This guy is a miracle doctor cop—here to serve the people and eliminate harm.

Actually, judging by this body’s past romantic history, it had been mostly hurtful or nonexistent.

Because he looked a bit rough, back in school, all the female classmates had strict orders from their families to stay away from him.

In university, there was a chance to date, but due to a canine system and transmigration, he ended up in police academy where, aside from sows, all were males. There was no romance to speak of.

So this body’s love life was essentially zero.

Fortunately, Ye Lin wasn’t a novice in love from his previous life; he just believed romance should come at the right time.

After hanging up with his parents, he called his beloved uncle.

Yes, the youngest uncle—his mother’s youngest brother—who was about five or six years older than Ye Lin and had been his childhood playmate.

After graduating university, he’d taken over the Wang family business and had gotten busy.

“Hey, my big nephew! Missing your dear uncle?” came a youthful, mischievous voice over the phone.

Ye Lin’s expression darkened. “Shut up, Wang Chao. If you brag any more, I’ll tell grandpa about you sneaking peeks at adult movies when you were a kid. Let’s see if he’ll beat you.”

“Don’t, don’t, my good nephew! Whatever you need, just say the word. Uncle will handle it smoothly,” came the pleading voice.

Though Ye Lin looked a bit roguish, he was the apple of his grandparents’ eyes—their prized treasure. Meanwhile, Wang Chao, the youngest son, wasn’t as favored.

This frustrated Wang Chao deeply. Where’s the justice?

“Dad, Mom, I’m your real son!”

But he forgot the old saying: affection skips a generation.

He, the non-skipped generation, was treated much less favorably than Ye Lin, who was skipped.

His nephew hadn’t seemed particularly bright as a kid, but a few years ago, he suddenly seemed to have an epiphany. He saw through things clearly and had an unexpected sensitivity to business models, making his uncle envious. He often asked his nephew for advice.

“Transfer me one million, and arrange for someone to work at the Yuehao Hotel in Yuezhou.”

“Got it. I’ll have finance transfer it right away. Should be in your account in ten minutes.”

“Whoever you assign, send me their info directly. I’ll handle HR and get them started tomorrow.”

“My little ancestor, happy now?”

“All right, I’ll send it to you later. I’m heading to work now,” Ye Lin said, about to hang up.

“Wait, big nephew! Since you rarely call, tell your uncle about that gaming industry thing you mentioned last time.”

In this parallel world, the gaming industry was underdeveloped. Though there were tablets and smartphones, games were too basic—just kids’ stuff.

Games like Honor or PUBG from Ye Lin’s previous life didn’t exist.

The last time they talked, Ye Lin had mentioned this, and Wang Chao didn’t believe it at first. But when Ye Lin said gaming profited at least twice as much as running hotels, Wang Chao got interested and kept pressing for more info.

But Ye Lin was busy with his five disciplinary plans and didn’t have time to indulge him.

“First, acquire a gaming company and recruit a batch of absolutely reliable tech staff. Then come find me,” Ye Lin said, clicking off the phone.

Sometimes you have to tease this uncle to keep him motivated.

Less than ten minutes later, a million was in Ye Lin’s account. Compared to his police salary of a few thousand, this was enough to live decades on.

That’s why he insisted on becoming a cop. Both his father and mother opposed it fiercely. Why not do something else? Anything would be better than being a cop.

Ye Lin shook his head. “Do you think I wanted this? It’s all because of this damn system.”

Otherwise, with his parents’ wealth, he’d be a rich second-generation heir, living the kind of life Principal Wang had in his previous life.

Sigh. Rich second-generation, yet stuck doing the toughest job.

After hanging up, Ye Lin called Jiang Wan’er and told her to report to work at the Yuehao Hotel.

She was a good girl with a sense of responsibility who probably just hadn’t had the chance before. Ye Lin wanted to help her walk the right path.

Sure enough, Wan’er was thrilled upon hearing she could work, almost shouting with excitement. She and her brother had been orphaned since childhood, had no roots in Yuezhou, and had only been scraping by with temporary jobs.