The System is Abstract, Luckily, So Am I

Xiao Jing instinctively raised both hands.

Lin Li suddenly remembered a children's song.

Two little rabbits... forgot the middle, forgot the end.

"...Forget it, just move. Go put on your clothes first, then squat down with your hands on your head!"

A robust voice coldly urged, then a Demon Suppression Bureau member not wearing uniform walked past Xiao Jing into the room, immediately locking eyes with Lin Li who was looking back at him from the massage bed.

The officer's eyes widened.

In his lifetime, he had never seen anyone with this expression when being raided for prostitution.

Not even a hint of panic was one thing, but even after he had entered, Lin Li was still lying on his side, propping his face with his hand, looking at him helplessly.

He could even see a trace of resentment and disappointment in those eyes, as if annoyed that his good time had been interrupted.

Outrageous! Yang Liang had conducted so many anti-prostitution raids in his lifetime—he had never seen such an arrogant person.

He couldn't think that just because his clothes were intact, nothing would happen and he could escape this calamity, right? The state of the technician at the door had already made everything clear—there was no room for sophistry.

Lin Li was indeed resentful.

How could he not be resentful? He had almost been forced into submission, forcibly taken by an overlord, his chastity defiled.

All because of the Demon Suppression Bureau's delay.

"Get up quickly! Hands on head, squat down! Squat in the corner!" Yang Liang pointed at Lin Li with his baton and shouted coldly.

"Uncle..."

"Don't try to curry favor! Hands on head, squat down!"

Lin Li wanted to speak but stopped, finally after thinking it over multiple times, he said nothing and obediently squatted in the corner with his hands on his head.

This experience was quite novel—useless but something pretty impressive to mention. Another experience added.

The main reason Lin Li didn't reveal his 'identity' now was because Xiao Jing was still here.

Remember, prostitution wasn't a capital crime. People from chicken farms, even management organizing the flocks, would at most be imprisoned for a few years before getting out. Those men who came to eat chicken and the chickens themselves would at most be detained for a period.

After this time passed, they'd be good men again, and most were locals.

If he jumped out now and told the Demon Suppression Bureau he was the one who reported this.

If Xiao Jing heard this, or if the Demon Suppression Bureau people let it slip here, his future days in Xiling Town might encounter who knows what.

People's hearts were unpredictable.

After all, from a certain perspective, what he did was indeed somewhat inhuman—harming others without benefiting himself.

The risk of retaliation was too great. Better forget it and stay honest for now.

He'd explain after being taken to the police station—just consider it experiencing a novel life.

Yang Liang frowned at this moment. From Lin Li's voice and appearance, he could perceive the other party was very young, so he stepped forward and asked: "Are you an adult yet! Answer honestly—lying to my face now will come with consequences!"

"Not yet." Lin Li was too lazy to lie at this point.

Xiao Jing, who had finally dressed properly, turned pale hearing this answer.

Finished! All finished! Another crime added! Release time would be delayed again! Damn company, why didn't they verify customer qualifications and let such inferior customers in?

"Damn, not learning good things at such a young age! Are you fourteen yet?" Yang Liang, not knowing Lin Li's background, directly cursed.

"I've been that for a while."

Yang Liang left cursing and swearing.

Before coming, Lin Li had briefly researched relevant content. Ages 14-18 received lighter sentences, under 14 no punishment.

He was seventeen. If others could eat fifteen days of institutional meals, for him it would only be five days, or possibly none—this depended on local attitudes.

Yang Liang soon returned, but holding a mask which he threw to Lin Li: "Put it on."

Lin Li looked and saw it wasn't the completely sealed mask used when escorting death row prisoners in the past, but one with eye holes for observation.

Seemed specially brought to protect personal information for a minor like him, since Xiao Jing didn't get this benefit.

"Thanks, uncle." Lin Li excitedly put on the mask.

Sometimes putting on a mask was actually taking off a mask.

Lin Li felt like he was now Tony Leung, with a group of Jackie Chans waiting for him outside.

"You're quite happy about this?" Seeing Lin Li's grinning mouth corners, Yang Liang really couldn't hold it together.

He actually saw excitement and joy on Lin Li's face. Did he even know what situation he was in?

After Lin Li's family came, Yang Liang definitely had to have a good talk with them.

He was also curious what kind of family education could cultivate such a heaven-defying kid.

"Change into your own clothes, then come out!" Seeing Lin Li still wearing the chicken farm's massage robe, Yang Liang said.

When Lin Li finished changing clothes and came out with his phone, the hallway was already densely packed with people, all squatting on the ground, looking quite pitiful in their misery.

Damn, playing quite fancy—one man had the Chinese character for "pig" written on his face, while his partner beside him was in leather, like they had been playing alphabet games.

Hey, that one in flight attendant uniform looked pretty good. She wasn't in the chicken certificates he'd seen earlier—seemed she'd already been chosen by someone.

Probably the chicken boss of this farm, a top courtesan.

This one, this one was no good—what shape had her figure become?

Lin Li was analyzing each person when he suddenly met Yang Liang's gaze.

Yang Liang just silently watched Lin Li like that.

Lin Li felt somewhat embarrassed being stared at, scratched his head, realized he was scratching the mask and put his hand down: "What's wrong, uncle?"

Yang Liang took a deep breath, then another deep breath, seemingly to calm himself down, then said word by word:

"Can you fucking kid have some awareness of being a criminal violator? Quickly put your hands on your head and squat down! What are you walking around for!"

Yang Liang almost lost his breath.

The scene just now was too heaven-defying.

After Lin Li came out of the room, wearing a criminal mask, he walked back and forth in front of other squatting people in the hallway, hands clasped behind his back. Walking was one thing, but he kept examining the other squatting people, shaking his head, nodding, even sighing.

He was stunned, while his colleagues were intimidated by Lin Li's aura—they didn't realize this guy was also one of the arrested.

Even Yang Liang had the feeling that Lin Li wasn't a criminal—he was fucking a leader coming down to inspect, evaluating their work! Expressing regret and disappointment toward these people who had gone astray!

Especially since this kid was quite tall—when they made eye contact earlier, Yang Liang had to tilt his head up slightly.

This kid's guardian better give Sanqiao Police Station an explanation, or the kid wasn't getting picked up.

Pure social menace.

Released into the market would sooner or later ruin the market.

If possible, Yang Liang also wanted to advise Lin Li's family to restart with a new account, since the main account was already ruined.

"Oh oh, sorry, didn't realize my identity for a moment, forgot." Only then did Lin Li react, quickly apologizing and immediately walking into the crowd to squat down.

"Uncle." But after observing other people's situations and looking back at Yang Liang.

"What—else—do—you—want?" Drawing out long tones, Yang Liang asked somewhat desperately.

He really hated the minor protection regulations now. Look, look, look what you've protected!

"They all have handcuffs, I don't. Give me one too, uncle." Lin Li looked somewhat enviously at others' cuffed hands and said seriously.

Having the rare chance to experience being arrested, if he didn't even get to wear silver bracelets, how could that work? What a waste of this precious opportunity.

Yang Liang: "?"

(End of Chapter)