After getting the phone call, Li Xiang immediately dialed the other party and stated his identity. The driver, upon hearing they were looking for someone, carefully recalled the situation at that time.

Even though ten days had passed, the driver quickly remembered:

"I remember now, yes, at nine-thirty, I did take a fare to Changxing Street. I saw she was alone, seemed like she was looking for someone, didn't ask much, and she didn't talk much, a rather shy girl."

"And where did she get off the car eventually?"

"Yongji Noodle House, I remember she got off the car there."

"Do you know where she went afterward?"

"That, I'm unclear about."

After thanking the driver, Li Xiang and his group went to a print shop, printed two copies of Wang Liping's photo, and prepared to ask around where she last got off the car.

At noon, they also took an opportunity to have a meal at Yongji Noodle House.

"Xiang, how long do you think it'll take to find someone with these photos?"

Having inquired at nearby shops but to no avail, Sun Zhidong felt a bit discouraged.

"Can you have some patience? Without patience, how can you succeed?"

After finishing their meal, the two took the photos, Li Xiang went east, and Sun Zhidong went west, expanding the radius of their search to continue asking around.

Just as Sun Zhidong was holding the photo, approaching a street idler smoking at the roadside to ask, an unexpected situation occurred.

"What's the matter, did your girlfriend run off in anger?"

Sun Zhidong was taken aback, asking if he had seen her, why was there a counter-question?

So he casually said, "Yes, she ran off angry, and now I'm looking to bring her back."

"Women, huh, you can't spoil them too much, spoil them and they'll give you the cold shoulder. She runs off angry, and you still go looking for her with a begging face, what kind of man is that?" The idler, who looked only a bit older than Sun Zhidong but seemed quite world-weary, said.

Sun Zhidong was dumbfounded, not understanding what the guy meant. He was just asking for information on someone, how did it escalate to questioning his manliness?

But it seemed he might have a point, was he too nice to Xiaomei?

Lately, she had been giving him the cold shoulder a bit.

"Want to be a real man?"

"How?"

"698, full service."

Sun Zhidong: "..."

At that moment, he finally realized, the man in front of him was a pimp, trying to sell him services.

Thinking about it, he was about to refuse when suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, wasn't this a godsend for earning merit?

He had caught someone soliciting prostitution, not a major merit, but small contributions add up, no?

He immediately followed up with the guy's words, "Can you go cheaper?"

"Seeing as you're sentimental, I'll knock off a hundred for you, but you have to book the room."

"That's no problem, it's expected."

Booking a room was no big deal.

"Give me a two hundred deposit upfront, I'll arrange someone for you."

Upon hearing the deposit, Sun Zhidong became cautious, he's not a fool, being an auxiliary police officer at the precinct, although he hadn't learned much else, he had encountered all sorts of bizarre cases.

Such deposit requests are classic scam cases.

Scammers exploit your lustful desires, get you to book a room, and then ask for a deposit. If you pay that easily, more charges like cab fares, guarantees, and miscellaneous fees would follow. At that time, the victim, having already paid quite a bit, wouldn't care for small differences, overtaken by lust, only urging the lady to come quickly, hardly thinking that much.

By the time more money's given, and realization dawns, the scammer would have long deleted you from their contact list.

Unexpectedly, he encountered such a scam technique today.

But could he be scammed?

Despite a desire for merit, being scammed would earn Li Xiang's ridicule for a year at least.

Moreover, being scammed for just two hundred yuan was quite embarrassing, and calling the police would probably just get your money back and have him detained for five days, more as a token gesture, no fun in that, so he said:

"Why a deposit? I've booked the room, if it still lacks sincerity, isn't that booking in vain? A room costs two hundred itself, if not, forget it, I'll keep looking."

The person saw Sun Zhidong leaving and immediately stopped him: "Wait a second, you have a point. How about this, let's add each other as friends, I'll have someone meet you upstairs in a moment."

"Sure."

Sun Zhidong quickly pocketed the photo; finding the missing woman was merit, but catching prostitution was also merit, he could judge the priority himself.

After adding on WeChat, Sun Zhidong went to book a room right away. To prove he wasn't engaging in prostitution but sacrificing himself to work undercover, booking a room, he kept the chat records with Li Xiang, so that reporting to the police could be explained clearly later. Hence, he communicated the situation with Li Xiang over SMS accordingly.

Meanwhile, Li Xiang was still searching for the person when he suddenly received a message from Sun Zhidong, feeling speechless at such an odd occurrence.

But since it happened, and Sun Zhidong seemed keen, he might as well let him cheer up a bit.

After all, there had just been complaints about exhaustion or reaching a dead-end, feeling dispirited.

Now at least hung a livelier spirit in Sun Zhidong.

"Be careful not to get scammed," Li Xiang could only remind him to that extent.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You come over to keep an eye on the pimp, I'll handle the person inside,"

Li Xiang had no choice but to stop inquiring, put away the photo, and head towards the address Sun Zhidong sent.

Not too far away, Li Xiang quickly saw the person with his arm around Sun Zhidong, the two walking into a hotel one behind the other.

?

Was this not soliciting prostitution?

Could it be with a man too?

Li Xiang shivered, not expecting Sun Zhidong to swing both ways, it seemed tonight would need two rooms booked, lest he couldn't resist causing harm.

Fortunately, it was all a misunderstanding; after the room was booked, that man came out and made a call.

Ten minutes later, a taxi pulled up at the hotel entrance, a stylishly dressed and fashionable woman in stockings got out of the car, exchanged a few words with the man, took the room card from him, and went upstairs.

Li Xiang followed the plan, approached the man, and prepared to control him.

The man, seeing the woman head upstairs, started looking around at the hotel entrance, seemingly on the lookout.

Do solicitation services even offer lookout services these days?

Suddenly the man's face changed, seeing two police cars driving straight towards the hotel, he immediately sensed trouble.

"Why are they conducting a check now?"

Tossing away the cigarette in his hand, the man prepared to go upstairs and call people out.

But Li Xiang had long been prepared, seeing the precinct's car arrive, he understood it was Sun Zhidong who called the police. Unexpectedly, they came just in time.

He naturally had to stop the man from going upstairs, so he stepped forward and expertly restrained him, saying, "Don't move."

"Huh?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Let me go, you hear me? You little bastard."

"Do you damn know who I am?"

"Fuck you, you're finished."

Hearing the man cuss profanely, Li Xiang couldn't be bothered to say much, simply tightened his grip.

"Ah~"

At once, the man let out a cry of pain.

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