A Scientific Urban Detective

“Now that your status and position are different, there's no need to keep fighting and killing with the underground ANBU organizations. Remember, you're the employer, and they're just the employees.”

Yun Chuanqin Ya was completely giving advice from the standpoint of a "superior." The arrogant words spoken from her mouth inexplicably had a kind of matter-of-course flavor.

“Also, it's best to hire a professional accountant, or even a team, to manage your funds—10 billion is by no means a small sum.” Yun Chuanqin Ya continued, “Speaking of which, you weren't planning to deposit all the money into the bank and withdraw as much as you need, were you?”

“……” She guessed correctly.

“Graduates from Ryouran Housekeeping are a good choice.” Yun Chuanqin Ya rolled her eyes and suggested.

“A vocational school for training female maids?”

“Managing the master's wealth is also part of a maid's job,” Yun Chuanqin Ya explained. “It just requires a fairly professional, high-level maid—so remember to look for top-performing graduates; on-campus trainee maids are not recommended.”

Lin Wuming rubbed his chin: “I seem to remember there being a butler training school as well…”

He vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have suggested he go to that school.

“There is, but I don't know much about it.” Yun Chuanqin Ya shook her head. “Because I've only ever hired maids from Ryouran Housekeeping.”

After all, Yun Chuanqin Ya was a girl, so hiring maids was more convenient in all aspects.

“I'll consider it.” Lin Wuming nodded.

What he was thinking about was Touma Motoharu's sister, Tsuchimikado Maika—but Tsuchimikado Maika was obviously not a graduate, so she was directly excluded…

“Adapt to your new identity as soon as possible, Wuming-tongxue.” Yun Chuanqin Ya patted Lin Wuming's shoulder. “From today on, you will in fact have some of the powers that belong only to the Board of Directors, so make good use of them.”

Then, Yun Chuanqin Ya, like a spoiler, told Lin Wuming in advance: “The Anti-Skill are very concerned about you and are preparing to give you a telephone consultation fee; also, some of the companies originally under Director Sherbin will also regularly pay you protection fees.”

All in all, Lin Wuming's extra income every month was also several million! This is also why Yun Chuanqin Ya suggested that he find a professional accounting talent.

Although Lin Wuming was a little confused throughout the whole process, he had already developed a poker face, so he only needed to write down Yun Chuanqin Ya's various suggestions while nodding silently.

After talking a lot about "the little tricks of big people", Yun Chuanqin Ya suddenly said, as if inadvertently, "I don't recommend you come to a certain high school next year when you go to school."

“Hmm hmm… Huh? What does that mean?” Lin Wuming was still nodding in agreement out of habit, but immediately came back to his senses.

“It's just what it sounds like,” Yun Chuanqin Ya didn't mean to repeat it, and said somewhat vaguely, “Actually, I personally would very much welcome you to become my junior, but in short, this is a little suggestion from me, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

Lin Wuming frowned, but did not directly refuse: “I will consider it carefully.”

“Please be sure to consider it carefully.” Yun Chuanqin Ya said.

Then, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, seeming to feel that everything she wanted to say had been explained.

“Then, I'll go back first,” Yun Chuanqin Ya nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the helicopter. “Do you want me to give you a ride?”

“No, thank you.” Lin Wuming politely refused.

The helicopter quickly took off and left the place.

Only at this time did the surrounding scene finally come to life, as if some kind of seal had been lifted.

One barrel-shaped robot after another gathered from all directions, and the sound of police car sirens could be faintly heard in the distance.

Lin Wuming looked left and right. Apart from himself, the scene was empty.

Since that was the case, Lin Wuming didn't plan to stay here foolishly to cooperate with the investigation. So he drove his wheelchair downstairs as quickly as possible and left the scene.

Back on the road, Lin Wuming noticed that the streets in this area had been cordoned off by Anti-Skill and Judgment—during the battle just now, some objects inevitably fell from high altitude, just hitting the road.

In order to avoid injury to personnel and vehicles, temporary traffic control was implemented on the road.

Lin Wuming carefully recalled the battle just now, and confirmed that his attack did not cause any objects to fall from high altitude, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief; then he put on his armband and prepared to go over to help.

Because the battle just now took place high on the roof, and the movement speed of both sides was extremely fast, the people on the street had not yet realized that the high-altitude falling objects were caused by the battle.

At this time, there were Anti-Skill teachers going to the roofs of the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road to investigate. Before the investigation results were obtained and safety was ensured, the relevant sections of the road had to be kept closed.

“Isn't that a bit of an overreaction…” After learning about the situation, Lin Wuming couldn't help but complain.

After all, Lin Wuming knew the truth, so he felt that the Anti-Skill teachers were overreacting.

But then someone responded: “It can't be said to be an overreaction, because someone was indeed hit, although the injury was not serious…”

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The person who spoke was an unfamiliar male high school student. He seemed to have witnessed the whole process and was happy to share his observations with others.

Following the witness's guidance, Lin Wuming did see an ambulance on the side of the road.

A hedgehog-headed boy was waving his hands and feet and being pressed on a stretcher bed, being pushed into the carriage by paramedics.

“I'm fine, I don't need such exaggerated treatment!” The victim shouted energetically, looking like he wasn't seriously injured.

It's just that the way he was covered in blood was really unconvincing. He seemed to have been knocked on the head by a falling piece of tile. Although it might indeed only be a flesh wound, he was covered in blood, and his head was injured after all, so the doctors and nurses still didn't dare to be careless.

So, the boy had to shout “Unfortunate” as he was sent to the ambulance.

“Ah, it's that guy!” Hearing this familiar line, Lin Wuming finally recognized the other party's identity.

Kamijou Touma—among so many people on the road, he was the only one who was unluckily hit, which can only be said to be in line with his style.

I wonder if the medical expenses will be reimbursed for ordinary students—seeing how violently Kamijou Touma resisted just now, wouldn't he have to pay out of his own pocket?

Lin Wuming immediately felt a little guilty and quickly moved over to ask about the situation.

However, the two nurses in the ambulance seemed to notice his approach and suddenly slammed the back door shut, completely isolating Kamijou Touma's howls.

Immediately afterwards, the ambulance sounded its siren, made a fishtail turn, and sped away.

Lin Wuming was stunned, silently watching the ambulance leave…

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