Chapter Forty-Six: On the Technical Requirements of Throwing Beer Bottles

Prince Xuan said, "Since you're coming to the supermarket, let me lay down a few rules for you first."

Hao Handsome replied languidly, "Alright."

Prince Xuan went on, "First, you can ask colleagues whatever you like about work, but personal matters are strictly off-limits."

Hao Handsome nodded, "That's fair. We should respect personal privacy."

Prince Xuan continued, "Second, if you try to run away or do anything detrimental to the supermarket or the staff and I catch you, I won't hesitate to take you straight to the memory extraction."

Hao Handsome swallowed nervously, "Don't worry, that won't happen."

Prince Xuan stated, "Third, once your probation is over, you must immediately apply to return to your investigation center."

Hao Handsome shook his head, "I'm sorry, that's the one thing I really can't do."

The air suddenly turned silent. Prince Xuan glared at him with a murderous look.

Hao Handsome explained, "Because I don't think I'll ever find another leader as good as you."

Prince Xuan narrowed his eyes even more, staring at him for a long while.

Old Wang chimed in, "Honestly, Manager Wang is fierce, but she's really not a bad person."

From the rearview mirror, Prince Xuan shot Old Wang a glare. He immediately shrank back—this tigress was more than he could handle.

Hao Handsome picked up the loudspeaker, curiosity evident in his voice. "Can I ask you something?"

Prince Xuan snapped, "Speak quickly if you have something to say."

Hao Handsome asked, "I just wanted to know, is this loudspeaker broken? No matter how I use it, nothing happens."

Prince Xuan was just about to lose her temper when Old Wang interrupted.

Old Wang explained, "Just turning it on isn't enough. You need to report coordinates and time slots to the dispatcher at the information desk. The main station will then select music with clear memories for playback. Normally, it's just an ordinary radio, nothing special. Honestly, comrade leader, your basics need some work. By the way, how did he even get assigned to our investigation center?"

No sooner had he finished the question than a beer bottle sailed through the air—Prince Xuan had thrown it with impressive accuracy. Old Wang dodged just in time, and the bottle smashed against the rear window's reinforced glass.

Hao Handsome pondered, "Sister, why don't you report the coordinates again and give it another try with me? It doesn't cost anything."

Prince Xuan retorted, "Looking to lose your memory, are you?"

Hao Handsome laughed, "Isn't that the truth?"

Prince Xuan rolled her eyes. "No problem, I’ll take you to the memory extraction right now."

Old Wang made another attempt to smooth things over. "Manager Wang, don't be so unfriendly to the new guy. I think our little leader here is pretty decent, personality-wise."

Prince Xuan hurled another beer bottle behind her, which again struck the rear windshield. This time, the car fell into complete silence.

When they arrived at the supermarket entrance, Hao Handsome got out and helped Old Wang out from the back of the cargo compartment. Old Wang stepped out, grinning and thanking him. Only then did Prince Xuan step out, slowly.

The manager of the restaurant next door came out and called, "Xuan, you’re back!"

Prince Xuan replied, "Yeah, I’m back. By the way, in a couple of days, a few people will be coming over to learn from you. Please help keep an eye on them."

The restaurant manager said, "No problem. Oh, Old Wang, you’re here again!"

Old Wang beamed, "Wishing you booming business!"

The manager also greeted Hao Handsome, "Hello there, handsome young man!"

Hao Handsome nodded and followed them inside.

A chubby man who was shopping remarked, "Hey, Old Wang, delivering packages again? How many times is this now? You really are diligent!"

Old Wang waved the package in greeting.

He said, "Everyone’s here! What a coincidence."

Another curious bystander asked, "So, what kind of death did you think up this time?"