Chapter 490 You Are a Little Too Considerate

After spending 9000 points, Jiang Yang could only increase the detection range of the evil radar by 10 meters. He was heartbroken.

These days, prices are rising, and the system is also rising in price.

But before he could complain, the virtual turntable slowly emerged and turned quietly.

[Ding! The lottery is over, congratulations to the host for winning: Strength +1! ]

[Ding! The lottery is over, congratulations to the host for winning: a box of coriander beef instant noodles (bag)! ]

[Ding! The lottery is over, congratulations to the host for winning: a parasol from the Blue Pool Prison! ]

[Ding! The lottery is over, congratulations to the host for winning: a non-legacy cloisonné enamel product from the Moganshan Prison! ]

? ? ?

Jiang Yang felt dizzy and almost fainted.

What's wrong with the system?

Are the prisons in Zhangkai City and Haicheng City sending him souvenirs?

I thank you?

"Forget it, at least there are attribute points, it's okay."

Jiang Yang pinched his eyebrows and stared at the small cloisonné enamel vase and parasol that suddenly appeared on the ground, with mixed feelings.

"It's well made... Isn't it? Are prisons so advanced now? There are also intangible cultural heritage crafts?"

He held the small vase and looked back and forth. This thing would sell for hundreds of dollars in the mall, right?

It's really exquisite.

"A parasol is also OK, the frame is stiff."

Fiddling with it for a while, Jiang Yang completely surrendered to the system.

He placed the enamel vase on the dining table in the living room and decided to bring a bouquet of flowers back from get off work tomorrow for decoration.

As for the umbrella, it's just right for summer, it's suitable!

System, you are a little too considerate.

[Host: Jiang Yang

Age: 23

Strength: 123 (average for ordinary people is 10)

Speed: 110 (average for ordinary people is 10)

Skills: Crime Radar/750M, King of Close Combat, Fist of Crime, Improved Sense of Smell, Driving Mastery, Improved Deterrence, Crime Tracking, Slap of Repentance, Absolute Accuracy, Photographic Memory, Disguise, Improved Observation, Death Aura, Danger Sense, Three-year-old Painting, Pain Conversion, God-level Ventriloquism, Language Mastery, Invulnerability to All Poisons, Truth Slap, Copper Skin and Iron Bones, Water Mastery, Improved Hearing, Improved Life Skills, Improved Taste, Improved Affinity.

Items: Healing Potion × 2, Invisible Bulletproof Vest × 1

Points: 165 (can be used for lottery and radar range upgrade)]

After all the trouble, Jiang Yang returned to the pre-liberation era overnight.

Looking at the barely three-digit points, he decided to work hard and strive for strength!

The most intuitive manifestation was that he worked harder on patrol the next day.

Crime radars were looking for criminals everywhere, and the death halo was always on.

Jiang Yang aimed at a row of small red dots and drove after them. Sure enough, he saw a dozen hooligans beating up three high school students.

"Police! Don't move. Hold your heads with your hands and squat down!"

Before Gao Jinyang's police car had stopped, Jiang Yang had already opened the door and rushed out.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Snap!"

In the blink of an eye, he kicked the hooligan holding a fruit knife away with one foot, and broke the arm of the man throwing a brick with the other foot.

Immediately after that, he hit the yellow-haired man who was swinging his fist with his elbow, and protected the three high school students behind him.

[Ding Xiang, 22 years old, suspected of gang fighting, extortion, the amount involved is 20,000 yuan...]

[He Jun, 21 years old, suspected of gang fighting, extortion, the amount involved is 15,000 yuan...]

[... * 11]

A total of thirteen social hooligans, their heads dyed in various colors, were stunned by Jiang Yang's actions.

"Yes, it's Officer Jiang!"

"Run!"

"Damn it! Didn't he say he was on a business trip?!"

"He came back too soon!"

A group of young men in their early twenties threw down their fruit knives and bricks and turned around to run.

Jiang Yang reacted very quickly, picked up the stick on the ground and threw it at the fastest runner, and his absolute precision skills never missed the head!

"Plop!"

"Ouch!"

The little gangster was hit in the knee and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Gao Jinyang's support had arrived, and with Jiang Yang's help, the gangsters were caught in minutes.

"Oh my! The police are beating people! Help!"

"The police are bullying the people! Come and see!"

Ding Xiang and He Jun shouted at the top of their voices, and the next second they were hit by two punches from Jiang Yang.

"What are you arguing about! Go to the police station if you have anything to say, and be honest! Don't move!"

After that, Jiang Yang kicked them on the knees.

"Jiang, Officer Jiang? I want to call the police! They robbed us of our money and beat us up if we didn't give them!"

The three rescued high school students looked a little embarrassed. Judging from their school uniforms, they were from Fuzhou No. 1 Middle School, a famous city key school.

There are dozens of students who pass the key university entrance exam every year.

It is the best public university in the entire Fuzhou City.

But the management is also strict. Students are required to live in the dormitory when they enter high school. There is only one day off on weekends in a week. The rest of the time is spent in classes and practice questions.

Even during the summer vacation, they can only stay at home for half a month.

So for other high school students, the end of August is the end of the summer vacation. Some of them make up their homework, and some take advantage of the tail wind of the summer vacation.

And the students of Fuzhou No. 1 Middle School have long resumed normal classes.

Jiang Yang scanned the crime radar. These three were all emerald green dots, real good people.

"Don't worry, the police won't let the bad guys get away with it. Register your personal information first, and I'll call your parents later."

"Also, go to the hospital for an injury assessment. The amount of money these little hooligans have extorted has reached the prosecution amount."

He gently instructed the three high school students.

Good students are very well-behaved. They nodded hurriedly and whispered thanks.

"Officer Jiang, you can't accuse people unjustly! Where did we extort money? I just wanted to see how good the ice cream the children bought was, so I asked them where they bought it!"

While Ding Xiang argued loudly, he glared at the high school student fiercely.

The students were startled, and the three skinny men all hid behind Jiang Yang.

"Bah bang bang!"

"Shut up and be honest. You don't understand, do you?"

"Do you think I'm blind or that the surveillance is just for show?"

"I can't tell whether you are asking about ice cream or bullying someone?"

Jiang Yang grabbed Ding Xiang by the collar and slapped him more than a dozen times in succession. The pain was matched by the slap in the face, making him dizzy and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Who is a good person who asks someone to take out a fruit knife for ice cream? You greet people with a brick?"

He almost laughed out loud.

I have seen people tell lies with their eyes open, but I have never seen people lie without drafting.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, treating everyone like wood?

"It hurts! Ouch, ouch, don't hit Officer Jiang! It hurts me to death!"

Ding Xiang turned his head hard to hide, but he couldn't move at all. His legs hurt, his face hurt, and his hands hurt.

"I led the provocation. I heard from their classmates that I wanted to rob these three kids who had just received scholarships and had money! Officer Jiang, I was wrong. I am not just someone who robs students of their money. I was confused. , I’m a loser, I’m a loser!”

The confessional slap is more effective than anyone else.

Within a few seconds, Ding Xiang's attitude changed drastically, and he burst into tears and explained the motive and process of the crime.

A group of young men headed by He Jun suddenly felt as if they were mourning for their heirs.

"Which classmate did you hear this from? What is it called?"