Genius Agent

Chapter 109 Clichés Work Well

As a result, Duran has very few people left to choose from to accompany him.

Su Yuncheng is the most suitable one among these people.

Everything was going according to Su Yuncheng's plan. As expected, Dilang contacted him. Even if he hadn't, Su Yuncheng would have found a way to involve him.

"Su, you also think my idea is good?"

Dylan seemed very happy, even a little smug. Su Yuncheng chuckled inwardly, but still nodded: "That's right, a very good idea."

"Alright, let's go now."

Having received confirmation, Dylan was unwilling to wait any longer and pulled Su Yuncheng out the door.

With his foreign face and formal clothes, even if he didn't bring many people with him, no one would dare to offend him easily.

However, you can definitely see more things here than in the office.

If any clueless police officers or thugs happen to run into Dylan's hands, then they're out of luck.

Su Yuncheng did not object to the possibility of improving public security in the French Concession.

On the other side, the fried dough sticks were ready.

Su Yuncheng knew Dylan well enough to know what kind of things would move him the most.

As long as Delon makes a good impression on You Tiao, there will be no problem for You Tiao to enter the police station, and his future promotion will be much faster than others.

"Mr. Dylan, we cannot drive when we are traveling incognito."

Upon exiting the door, Su Yuncheng saw Dilang heading towards the car and quickly grabbed him.

Dillon looked at Su Yuncheng in surprise, then immediately smiled and nodded, "You're right, let's walk there, we can see it more clearly that way."

It's fine not to drive; Dylan usually goes for walks on his own.

Walking a little further won't tire him out.

The two of them walked together on the street in the French Concession.

Deron's car belongs to the police department, and if he drives it, all the police officers will notice him.

In particular, everyone knows that the license plate on Delon's car belongs to the Commissioner of Police.

They will secretly follow and protect you, which will only make things worse.

Walking is fine.

Ordinary police officers are mostly within their own police station jurisdiction and don't usually have many opportunities to come into contact with Dylan. Even if they've seen his photo, few people pay special attention to it.

This significantly reduces the chances of being recognized.

"Mr. Dylan, where are we going?"

Su Yuncheng took the initiative to ask, and after thinking for a moment, Dillon immediately gave an address.

The nearby school.

Su Yuncheng was not surprised by Dilang's choice. Dilang's biggest concern was education, and he would even go to the vicinity of the school to check things out when he went on incognito visits.

He and Dubois had different perspectives; Dubois mainly focused on the internal structure of the school, while he focused on the school's security.

He did want to go into the school to take a look, but education was no longer under his jurisdiction. Since he had chosen Dubois to take over, he would trust Dubois unconditionally and not interfere too much in Dubois's work.

As for auxiliary security and other tasks, he will take care of them for Dubois.

Near the first school, Dillon's eyebrows twitched slightly. Actually, there was nothing wrong with the place, except that the environment was a bit poor and there was a lot of trash in the corners.

This matter does not fall under the jurisdiction of the police department; Dylan plans to bring it up at the Municipal Council meeting later.

The security is alright; there's nothing wrong with this area, and there are police officers patrolling the surroundings.

Su Yuncheng hailed a rickshaw and took them to the second school, which was chosen by Dilang, and he had not been involved in the selection process.

But no matter what choice he makes, Delon will definitely be able to select the school that Youtiao has prepared for.

Sure enough, the third place Dillon chose was the place where the fried dough sticks were.

This is an international school run by the French. There are Chinese students and foreign students, but Chinese students make up the majority.

The area around such a school is generally safer.

No one dared to cause trouble at the school run by the French.

This is the French Concession; the French are the masters here.

The fried dough sticks had already arrived and were waiting.

He finally saw the rickshaw that Su Yuncheng was riding in.

"Get ready, and be gentle in a bit."

Youtiao shouted to the people around him, and they immediately nodded. They were all the helpers Youtiao had found to act with him.

These people would leave after they were done in the International Settlement, and the French couldn't find them.

The police in the International Settlement weren't as diligent as those in the French Concession, and besides, they weren't exactly petty thugs.

"Fifth Brother, don't worry, we won't really hurt you. We don't get many chances to beat you up like this."

A young man replied with a smile, while Youtiao glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense. Run faster and go back right now, or you'll be in trouble if you get caught."

"Fifth Brother, they can't catch us."

After the other person replied, You Tiao didn't say anything more. You Tiao's surname was Gao, he was the fifth in his family, and his given name was Gao Wu.

Most people call him Xiao Wu or Fifth Brother; not many people call him You Tiao (fried dough stick).

"This place is not bad."

After getting off the rickshaw, Dillon glanced around and was quite satisfied.

The cleanliness here is better than the previous two places, but I didn't see any police officers.

Su Yuncheng chose this location because he knew the police officers here were slacking off, which would create a better opportunity.

Just as he finished speaking, a female student walked out of the alley.

She is a real student, her identity is verifiable, but she was hired by You Tiao to help with the act.

The thugs can run away, but the female student definitely can't; her identity must be genuine.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

Three young men approached her, smiling and asking questions. Even though she knew it was an act, the female student couldn't help but take a step back.

Duran has already noticed this.

The female student ignored them and tried to walk around them, but the three men blocked her way again.

"What do you want to do?"

The following plot is very cliché, but this kind of thing happens often, it's just that not many people dare to stand up.

It doesn't matter if it's cliché or not, as long as it works.

As expected, the three men knocked the fried dough stick down.

"stop."

When he saw someone harassing female students in the street and even hitting the righteous people who tried to stop them, Dylan was furious and immediately shouted.

Su Yuncheng then ran towards the fried dough sticks.

"Run!"

Noticing someone approaching, the three took off running. They ran very fast, and Su Yuncheng didn't chase after them, instead picking up the fried dough sticks.

What are you doing here? Are you alright?

"I'm fine, thank you, Brother Yuncheng."

You Tiao replied softly, and Dylan had already run over and overheard their conversation.

Dilang's Mandarin is not very good, but it is understandable.

"Su, do you know each other?"

Dillon asked in surprise, while Su Yuncheng nodded: "I've seen him before, but it's been more than two years. This kid is usually quite honest and simple-minded, yet he dares to meddle in this kind of thing. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?"

"That's their job, but what about the police?"

"I can't believe it," Dylan retorted, his face still contorted with anger. "I've been told many times to ensure the students' safety, and yet here they are, someone is harassing a female student right under my nose."

Unfortunately, he didn't get a clear look at her face.

"Mr. Dylan, isn't this exactly what you wanted to see?"

Su Yuncheng replied with a smile that he would leave the matter of the fried dough sticks at that point, as he had already left a good impression on Dilang.

Since you know the fried dough stick, you can have Dillon take the initiative to recruit him, and then just go with the flow.

Only in this way can the development of fried dough sticks be at its best and truly be recognized by Dillon.

This is much better than Su Yuncheng's direct recommendation.

Dylan paused for a moment, then nodded seriously: "That's right, that's what I wanted to see. It seems they haven't done enough."