Chapter Fifty: Orderly and Methodical

Inside this dim corridor, there was a restroom. As they walked up to the door, Xiao Qian felt someone lean close to his ear, speaking in an unmistakably commanding tone.

"Take off your clothes."

"Huh?"

"Quick, put on this set," Lin Ze whispered by his ear, simultaneously removing the backpack with the camera from him.

"Can the camera be muted? Turn on the mute," he added.

Xiao Qian nodded and pressed a button on the camera.

Only then did he notice that Lin Ze and Su Zitan had already changed into old-fashioned clothes.

Lin Ze wore a white shirt, with something stuffed underneath to make him look a bit bulky.

Su Zitan chose looser clothing to disguise her figure.

Guoguo had replaced her twin ponytails with a high ponytail and changed into a princess dress.

Xiao Qian glanced at the outfit Lin Ze handed him—a blue and white uniform, apparently from some school. He nodded, entered the restroom, and changed.

Lin Ze covered the camera lens with a sheet of toilet paper, holding it in his hand.

【What’s obstructing my vision?】
【What’s Lin bro doing? Why block the camera?】
【Famous streamer, won’t let viewers see the feed.】

They moved quickly. Within minutes, everyone had finished changing.

Xiao Qian took Guoguo’s hand, while Su Zitan slung a dusty white bag over her arm.

The four walked out through the shadowy corridor.

Xiao Qian’s youthful features looked even more innocent in the school uniform, and holding Guoguo’s hand, he resembled an older brother skipping school with his little sister.

After emerging from the passage, two young men appeared at the alley entrance, peering inside.

Su Zitan’s palm was slightly sweaty, and her grip on Lin Ze’s arm tightened.

“Forget it, it’s Friday. The child’s been off lately, with exams coming up—stress is normal. Let’s let them rest today. Please don’t say anything in front of the child…”

Passing by the two young men, Lin Ze noticed both wore Bluetooth earpieces.

The four continued, weaving through the old shopping center.

Along the way, they encountered more youths with Bluetooth earpieces, ignoring the shops and instead moving purposefully between them, as if searching for something.

Their movements were orderly, showing no panic even with the camera covered by Lin Ze.

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Lin Ze and Su Zitan’s group exited the mall, but hadn’t gone far when two more people followed behind them.

This time, the pursuers seemed more formidable than yesterday’s staff.

Xiao Qian’s phone rang. It was Director Zhang.

“Xiao Qian, turn on the camera. Today’s pursuers can’t watch the livestream.”

Xiao Qian looked to Lin Ze.

Lin Ze leaned toward the phone. “Someone’s chasing us, and you didn’t say so earlier?”

“Heh…” Director Zhang chuckled awkwardly.

If he’d said it earlier, it wouldn’t be as interesting…

Lin Ze and Xiao Qian tore off the paper from the camera and disabled mute.

“There are quite a few of them, and someone’s coordinating from behind.”

After hanging up, Lin Ze touched his chin, pondering their next move.

Taixian County was even smaller than Tongxian. The four pretended not to notice the two trailing them, continuing onward. Just then, Lin Ze caught the faint sound of “Moonlight Over the Lotus Pond.”

The music wasn’t far—perhaps a few dozen meters.

Lin Ze looked toward the source, hearing the song at the intersection ahead.

【Lin bro’s really popular now—you can hear his song everywhere.】
【Don’t mention it, there are even tutorials for “Moonlight Over the Lotus Pond” elderly dance online.】
【Today’s pursuers are much stronger than yesterday’s. I saw in the other livestream: lots of people are on video calls, tracking Lin bro’s every move.】
【Is this a police simulation?】
【Sort of, but they can’t access county CCTV. Using video calls to mimic cameras is still weak.】

…

Behind the scenes, Xiao Wang wore a smug smile.

He was a devoted fan of the show, having watched from day one.

A few days ago, Director Zhang posted online seeking someone to play the final day’s pursuer. Xiao Wang happened to see the ad:

“One hundred a day, two meals provided. If interested, bring your plan for pursuit.”

Xiao Wang forwarded it to his class chat.

Hearing they could chase celebrities, his classmates were intrigued. Xiao Wang stayed up all night and submitted a plan to the production team.

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That plan was exceptional; Director Zhang immediately contacted Xiao Wang.

After a brief exchange, it was settled: all thirty-six students in Xiao Wang’s class participated.

From the drop-off point, they began their operation.

Action teams paired up—no headsets, so they used Bluetooth earpieces.

The surveillance team worked solo, using video calls to simulate cameras.

The rest were stationed at key intersections across Taixian County.

This was to prevent Lin Ze’s group from repeating their trick of escaping by car.

Clearly, it worked. Lin Ze had just changed disguises and slipped past the action team, only to be spotted by the surveillance team after leaving the old mall.

Four surveillance members covered each direction of the mall, focusing on groups of three adults and one little girl.

Now Lin Ze was outside, and the action team, previously shaken off, was converging from other directions.

Everything was under control.

Xiao Wang had anticipated many contingencies, such as Lin Ze boarding a bus to escape and using stops to shake off the action team.

Now, success was assured.

But the mission wasn’t just to catch Lin Ze’s group; they also had to capture Chen Weiguo’s team.

Under the surveillance team’s cameras, Lin Ze turned left at the intersection and saw, at the neighborhood gate, several young people arguing with some aunties who were dancing.

“Can’t we move a bit further away…” Su Zitan, hearing her own song blasting from the large speaker, felt acutely embarrassed, unsure where to put her hands.

It sounded so strange—even badly sung.

“Auntie, not to criticize, but you dance from morning till night. It’s either ‘Moonlight Over the Lotus Pond’ or ‘The Little Pony on the Grassland.’ The volume is so loud—doesn’t anyone get to rest?”

A young man stepped forward, attempting to reason with the lead dancer.

The auntie continued her routine, rolling her eyes.

“What’s it to you? Is this your property?”

“It’s not my property, but the noise is too loud; it’s affecting others,” the young man replied gently.

“Oh? Don’t want to hear it? If you don’t like it, go buy a big house in the city. You live in Taixian now—what right do you have to make demands?”

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