Serve as Contrast Team in a ‘Dad with Baby’ Show

At this time, a car was parked outside the alley.

Lin Cheng got into the car.

“Eldest Young Master.”

Assistant Wang in the car immediately sat upright.

“Here is the information you wanted,” Wang Yu said, handing a file folder to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng opened the information. There was a photo in the upper right corner of the first page: if Lin Momo was here at this time, she would find that the person in the photo was none other than the owner of the tobacco shop who had accosted her before.

What followed was detailed information about this person: Zhou Dazhi, 48 years old, graduated from junior high school, has no formal job, runs a tobacco shop handed down from his parents in the vegetable market of Jiaming Community; a few years ago, because of domestic violence, his wife left with their children; the original house was taken to pay off debts, and he currently lives alone in the tobacco shop; in addition to looking after the store, most of the time was spent playing cards or fooling around with some friends.

“We were short on time, so we could only find out these things for the time being,” Wang Yu explained to Lin Cheng.

When he received a message from the young master asking him to investigate this person, Wang Yu was still a little puzzled: what kind of intersection or conflict could the young master have with such a person?

Wang Yu didn’t realize it until he got back home after watching a recording of today’s livestream.

“Eldest Young Master, the little one, uh… you didn’t bring Momo?” Wang Yu asked.

However, Lin Cheng lowered his eyes and said, “No need.”

Instinctively, Lin Cheng hoped that the child would not be exposed to the dark side of the world prematurely. He hoped that at this young age, the world she saw and the people in it would still be beautiful.

“Where is he?” Lin Cheng asked again.

“He should still be in Jiaxing Garden at the moment,” Wang Yu replied.

Jiaxing Garden was a small leisure salon next to Jiaming Community, not far from the vegetable market.

“Let’s go,” Lin Cheng said, closing the file in his hands.

… …

The car soon arrived at Jiaxing Garden.

When Lin Cheng and his people found the owner of the tobacco shop, he was holding a wine bottle and ‘bargaining’ with two women in skimpy skirts in the garden.

The car headlights fell on them; the two women seemed to be frightened, and they walked quickly away. Zhou Dazhi covered his eyes with one hand and pointed in the direction of the car with the other, cursing.

“Damn it! Don’t you have eyes when you’re driving! Can you afford to pay for hitting me?!” Even as he cursed, Zhou Dazhi planned to kick the tires fiercely.

However, just then, the people inside the car got down.

Seeing Lin Cheng, Zhou Dazhi was taken aback for a moment and then remembered that he had seen Lin Cheng at the vegetable market earlier that day.

“Why is it you again?” Zhou Dazhi looked at Lin Cheng suspiciously and then said a little defensively, “I didn’t do anything to that little bastard, what are you doing here again now?” 

The way Lin Cheng looked right now made Zhou Dazhi instinctively feel that this person was not kind.

“What’s the matter, are you addicted to meddling?” Zhou Dazhi asked again, looking at Lin Cheng.

He had seen the child’s guardian last time, so he didn’t believe that the man in front of him who looked rather rich could be the father of the child. He only regarded Lin Cheng as a nosy passerby.

“Let me tell you, you—” Zhou Dazhi didn’t finish his words because Lin Cheng grabbed him by the collar.

Lin Cheng didn’t waste time talking nonsense with the other party. He hauled the man directly towards the vegetable market not far away.

Lin Cheng’s sudden violence caught Zhou Dazhi by surprise: the man in front of him didn’t look particularly strong, yet he was so easily manhandled beyond his expectations.

Zhou Dazhi’s plump body was helplessly dragged by Lin Cheng, just like he himself had dragged Lin Momo before—there was no room for struggle or resistance.

Wang Yu, who followed Lin Cheng, was also a little dumbfounded: how many years has it been since he had seen Lin Cheng do things himself?

… … 

They soon arrived at the vegetable market.

The door of the tobacco shop was ajar; Lin Cheng kicked the door open and threw Zhou Dazhi in the next second.

Zhou Dazhi, who had lost his center of gravity, hit the wall, and fell to the ground with a bang. The shelf behind him crashed down due to the impact.

Fortunately, it was already midnight, and there was no one around in the vegetable market. Otherwise, with such a big commotion, it would be difficult not to attract the attention of others.

Standing aside, Wang Yu silently wiped his sweat—but it was for Zhou Dazhi.

At this time, Zhou Dazhi was only half sober from all the wine he’d drunk. He was originally the type who could only bully the weak but feared the strong. Facing the battle in front of him, he was frightened into a blubbering mess.

“Brother, no, no, big brother! Big brother, if you have something to say, please speak up, no, ah! There is no need to be rough!” Zhou Dazhi said inarticulately. He also didn’t expect that a person who looked gentle and refined could be so scary when he moved his hands.

“Where is the surveillance camera in the store?” Lin Cheng asked coldly.

“There is none!” Zhou Dazhi said. Meeting Lin Cheng’s cold gaze, he hurriedly explained, “There really is no monitoring in my small shop. If you don’t believe me, you can search for yourself.” 

“Last Saturday, you said my child was in the house. That she stole something here?” Lin Cheng asked.

“No, it doesn’t matter, it wasn’t something valuable, so let’s just let it be—ahh!!”

Before Zhou Dazhi finished speaking, he cried out, accompanied by the sound of his shoulder dislocating. He held his injured arm, rolling around the ground in pain.

“No, no! I was wrong! I was wrong, she didn’t steal from me!” Zhou Dazhi wailed and shouted.