Chapter 175: Chapter 138: System Upgraded to Lv4! (Double-Length)
The small boy didn’t ask any more questions. He took the mask and quickly put it on his face, then clutched the twenty thousand Hong Kong dollars tightly and turned around, sprinting towards the subway station.
Qi Yun lit another cigarette, watching as the frail figure gradually disappeared from view.
He could feel that everything the small boy said was probably true, but it still wasn’t enough to make him believe that the boy would return after getting the package.
However, even if the other party ran off with those gold bars, it didn’t matter. At least it was for his mother’s medical treatment, better than benefiting that bastard Vice President Liu.
After finishing three cigarettes, the familiar figure appeared at the end of the alley.
The small boy’s footsteps were hurried; it was clear he had run all the way.
He came up to Qi Yun, took off his mask, and said breathlessly, "The... the thing is in my hands." With that, he handed over a not-too-large package.
Qi Yun took the package and weighed it slightly in his hand; it was about two kilograms.
"Did you open it?"
The small boy quickly shook his head, a hint of tension in his eyes, worried that Qi Yun would get angry if he had opened the package.
"No, I grabbed it and ran over here right away."
Qi Yun exhaled a ring of smoke and continued to ask, "Do you trust me?"
The small boy hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded, "I trust you!"
"Then turn around and close your eyes."
Although the small boy felt a bit puzzled, he obediently turned around and tightly closed his eyes.
His body was somewhat tense, and his fists involuntarily clenched, as if he was afraid that when he reopened his eyes, no one would be behind him.
Qi Yun unzipped the bag. Twenty 100-gram gold bars appeared before him. Even in the dim light of the alley, the golden glow was still visible.
He took out four gold bars from the bag and then zipped it up.
According to the recent gold price of 760 per gram, it was just about 300,000.
"Alright, turn back."
The small boy slowly turned around, his eyes slightly opening a crack. Seeing Qi Yun still standing there, the tension in his heart eased a bit.
His gaze instinctively swept over to the bag in Qi Yun’s hand, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes, but he quickly looked away.
"What’s your name?"
"Yang Zhihao."
Qi Yun nodded, his expression turning serious, "Yang Zhihao, what I’m about to tell you, you need to remember carefully."
Yang Zhihao instinctively straightened his body, looked up at Qi Yun, and nodded firmly.
"If anyone asks you in the future, remember you didn’t see me tonight. You just helped a stranger get a bag from a locker, and you don’t know what was in it."
"Understood?"
Yang Zhihao nodded hard again, his voice clear as he responded, "Understood, I’ve remembered. If anyone asks, I will say I didn’t see you, just helped a stranger get a bag. I didn’t see what he looked like, nor do I know what was in the bag."
Qi Yun satisfactorily patted his shoulder, "Good, you’re smart. Take these gold bars back to your mother; they’re enough for her medical treatment."
Yang Zhihao took the gold bars with both hands, froze for a moment, and then his eyes turned red.
Although he was very hopeful that the other party would give him 300,000, when he actually held those few gold bars in his hands, it still felt a bit unbelievable.
The next second, he directly knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Thank you!"
"Thank you!"
Qi Yun quickly helped him up from the ground, tightly gripping his shoulders, speaking in a deep voice, "Don’t thank me, this is something you earned yourself."
Yang Zhihao used his dirty sleeve to wipe his tears, looking dazedly at the few gold bars in his hands. Then, he took out a plastic bag full of loose change from his pocket, put the gold bars in, tied it up, and stuffed it back into his pocket, covering it tightly with one hand.
"Where do you live? Can you go back by yourself?" Qi Yun asked again, a bit worried about the safety of the other party carrying these gold bars.
"I live in Shenshui Bu." Yang Zhihao replied truthfully, "I can go back by myself, it’ll be fine."
Qi Yun nodded, "Then hurry home, and don’t come back to this area in the future."
Yang Zhihao glanced deeply at Qi Yun again, his eyes full of gratitude, said nothing more, and turned to run out of the alley.
Qi Yun watched the other’s departing figure until it completely disappeared into the darkness, then retracted his gaze.
He lit another cigarette, walked deeper into the alley, circled around inside, and then left through another entrance without surveillance.
Back at the hotel, Qi Yun first gave Zhao Qing a call to report that he was safe, then went to the bathroom to take a shower before comfortably lying on the bed.
Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, the sunlight poured into the room through the large floor-to-ceiling window. Qi Yun slowly opened his eyes, looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling a bit bewildered for a moment before remembering he was in Hong Kong.
A thought crossed his mind, and a familiar screen appeared before him.
[The current level of the Daily Intelligence System is level three, detecting that the host’s account funds have reached ten million. Do you want to consume ten million to upgrade to level four]
"Ten million to upgrade to level four?"
"I have ten million?"
Qi Yun was slightly stunned, picked up the phone beside him, opened the bank account, and indeed it showed 14.35 million; the six million from the Chinese Academy of Sciences had already been transferred.
After thinking for a moment, he made a decision. Since there was no urgent need for money now, having over four million as a backup was enough.
Moreover, based on past experience, an upgraded system definitely increases the efficiency of making money.
Upgrade!
[Daily Intelligence System upgraded to Lv4!]
[Host: Qi Yun]
[System Level: Level four (Can receive three intelligence push notifications daily, with a chance to receive green intelligence, can consume intelligence points to query information related to the target person; note: the target person must be someone the host has met in real life)]
[Current Intelligence Points: 9]
[Today’s Intelligence 1 (Red): On the beach south of Chizhu Peninsula, two groups are conducting an illegal trade]
Qi Yun just glanced at this piece of intelligence and then skipped it directly, not even thinking about reporting it. He couldn’t afford the trouble.
[Today’s Intelligence 2 (Red): Jiang Yue and the cousin of President Bi have been taken away by President Bi’s friend. They are currently detained at "Major Tom’s" bar]
"Again Major Tom’s bar?"
Qi Yun remembered that the Japanese person mentioned in yesterday’s intelligence seemed to be detained here.
Could it be that the friend President Bi found was the boss of Shenshui Bu?
[Today’s Intelligence 3 (Blue): Tonight at Happy Valley, a night horse race will be held. The jockeys in the 20:30 session have already been bribed, horse number 4 is expected to win, with current odds of 1:1.2. Betting over five million may affect the outcome]
Horse racing?
Qi Yun had only seen it in movies, not very interested, but if it could make money, he wouldn’t mind giving it a try.
After checking the intelligence, he picked up his phone again, opened the bank account, and indeed there was only 4.35 million left.
That ten million seemed to have vanished into thin air, without even leaving a trace...
After a simple wash, Qi Yun left the hotel and went to the street to have breakfast.
Hong Kong’s time difference with Jiang Province was about two hours. It wasn’t even eight in the morning yet, but the sky was already bright, and there were already quite a few people hurrying to work on the streets.
Qi Yun found a clean-looking tea restaurant by the roadside and went inside.
The shop was filled with the rich aroma of milk tea and freshly baked bread, making one’s appetite increase just from the smell.
He found a seat by the window, ordered a char siu bao, a dish of rice rolls, and a cup of the signature silk stocking milk tea.
However, although the food smelled full of fragrance, Qi Yun couldn’t quite get used to the taste. It was too sweet, too greasy.
He put down his chopsticks after only a few bites, paid the bill and left.
After leaving the tea restaurant, he walked along the street before finding a few gold shops to sell all the remaining gold bars, otherwise carrying these around would be troublesome when crossing the border.
Sixteen 100-gram gold bars sold for a total of 1.2 million.
After finishing this task, Qi Yun leisurely strolled around the street.
Finally, at noon, he received a call from President Bi.