Chapter 60: Thought it Was Going Offline, But Ended Up Being Caught

"Fake medicine peddler? Me?" Chen Shu was even more bewildered as he was about to be taken away. He wailed, "Big brother, let me put away the medicine first. It's worth hundreds of thousands!"

"You bunch of fake medicine sellers have no conscience? You dare to sell something worth hundreds of thousands?" A town spirit officer looked indignant, clearly angered, but he didn't stop Chen Shu from putting away the medicine. Otherwise, if someone picked it up, it would likely lead to unfavorable consequences.

Chen Shu and Zhang Dali were taken to the Town Spirit Bureau in Nanjiang City in a daze.

Time flies too fast!

"Speak up! Where is the organization behind you two? Confess early! Leniency shall be granted to those who confess, severity shall be dealt to those who resist!" a serious town spirit officer asked in the interrogation room.

"Big brother, I really am not selling fake medicine."

Chen Shu rubbed his forehead, feeling that everything had changed after a trip to the parallel dimension.

"You won't admit it, huh? We'll bring in the victims to identify you later."

The town spirit officer snorted coldly and walked out of the interrogation room.

Originally, the Town Spirit Bureau wouldn't bother with such small matters since there were both genuine and fake items in the black market. However, the recently rampant fake medicine peddlers had become too brazen, with the total amount involved reaching millions.

Approximately half an hour later.

"Let's go. Take a look at the victims you deceived!"

The town spirit officer took Chen Shu outside, and in the hall of the Town Spirit Bureau, there were already more than ten people gathered, representing the victims.

"Take a look, is it him?" the officer asked.

Immediately, more than ten people turned their gaze towards Chen Shu and Zhang Dali, completely ignoring Zhang Dali.

"It's him! It's him! Black Market Big Brother!" a young man shouted.

"Because of him, our contract spirits turned into 'Jet Fighters,' and we've had stomach problems. We've been in a weak state all this time," another person said angrily.

The crowd was filled with anger, glaring at Chen Shu.

Chen Shu's mouth twitched. Have I really become a fake medicine peddler?

"I say, brothers and sisters, are you sure the potion you took was sold by me?" He looked puzzled. His medicine couldn't possibly be fake; otherwise, the golden slime would have had issues long ago.

"This person is with you, right? He claims that the fake medicine peddler sells genuine products!" someone said, pulling out their phone, showing a picture.

"Wang Baguo?"

Chen Shu took a closer look and immediately recognized the person next to him—it was Old Wang, the stall owner beside him.

So that's why he disappeared. He must have run away.

Chen Shu couldn't help but say, "He's just a swindling mud-selling stall owner. We're not acquainted at all. We're not even in the same league!"

No wonder they were deceived. He felt anxious for their intelligence.

"Think about it. Did anything go wrong when you took my potion?" Chen Shu's soul-stirring question left everyone in silence.

Just as the atmosphere grew silent, a middle-aged man suddenly walked in.

"Uncle Wang!" Zhang Dali exclaimed, as if he had found a savior, and spoke loudly.

It was Wang Qian, a close friend of Zhang Dali's father and the person who had given Chen Shu the reward money that day.

"Captain!" The town spirit officers in the hall all looked towards Wang Qian.

"What's going on?" Wang Qian furrowed his brow and asked.

One of the town spirit officers explained the situation to him, and Wang Qian pondered over it.

Although these two guys were a bit mischievous, they wouldn't sell fake medicine, especially not with such a large amount involved.

"Xiao Chen, what do you have to say?" Although Wang Qian knew the two of them, he didn't immediately release them to avoid causing further rumors.

"Uncle Wang, we have really been wronged. Even if I were short of money, I would never sell fake medicine! The medium-grade Big Power Potion, priced at ten thousand yuan per bottle, is unaffordable for many people. Who doesn't have a strength-based contract spirit in their family?" Chen Shu looked sorrowful and sighed, "I sell my Big Power Potion for only eight thousand yuan. I'm only seventeen years old, and I wanted to bring benefits to the masses. What crime have I committed?"

"..."

Wang Qian rubbed his forehead. You really know how to talk nonsense, but as a town spirit officer for many years, he managed to extract the key information.

"Your Big Power Potion sells for eight thousand yuan? Is there really such a cheap potion?" Wang Qian's gaze sharpened as he looked at Chen Shu, emanating an invisible pressure.

Chen Shu, however, remained unfazed and shrugged. "All my potions come from the 666 Medicinal Liquid Company. If you don't believe me, I can have someone from the company come and verify with you."

As a major company in Nanjiang City, it was evidently qualified enough to prove Chen Shu's innocence.

After speaking, Wang Qian gestured with his head, returning Chen Shu's phone and other belongings.

Opening his phone, Chen Shu saw that there were messages from Chaoxin that arrived just an hour ago.

Captain 666: "Xiao Chen, the Beast Taming Squad is preparing to celebrate tonight. Are you coming for dinner?"

Chen Shu raised an eyebrow, it was perfect timing. He directly used Chaoxin to send a message.

"Uncle Zhou, I was apprehended by the Town Spirit Bureau, and they insist on labeling me as a fake medicine peddler."

"Seeing that you weren't responding to messages, Uncle Zhou thought you had simply quit the network, but who would have thought you ended up getting caught."

"..."

"Wait for me."

Chen Shu put away his phone and looked at Wang Qian.

"Uncle Wang, do you have any leads on that fake medicine case?"

Chen Shu was furious now. How dare someone use his name to deceive others? Not only did it tarnish his reputation, but it also led to his capture by the Town Spirit Bureau.

And most importantly, they didn't even give him a share of the membership fee!

It's like borrowing paper from him and then defecating on his head!

This is unbearable! It's intolerable!

"We don't have any leads at the moment. The Town Spirit Bureau is currently dealing with multiple cases and can't spare too many resources," Wang Qian shook his head.

Even the Town Spirit officers who apprehended Chen Shu and Zhang Dali were just interns.

"Uncle Wang, I think we should mobilize the power of the masses and directly issue a mission at the Beast Tamer Association, offering a reward of a thousand or eight hundred Huaxia Points. With substantial rewards, there will surely be brave individuals willing to take action!"

Chen Shu's eyes flickered as he made a suggestion to Wang Qian.

"A thousand or eight hundred?"

Wang Qian widened his eyes, amazed at Chen Shu's audacity.

Huaxia Points were extremely precious and couldn't be measured by Huaxia currency. Even as a captain of the Town Spirit Bureau, Wang Qian would need to seek approval from higher authorities.

However, Chen Shu's words reminded him of a solution. Since they lacked manpower, why not outsource the task?

Before long, a dark-skinned man entered the hall.

Zhou Shi had a smile on his face. "Chen Shu, how about a hearty meal in prison?"

Chen Shu was speechless. How much do you want me to end up behind bars?

With a hint of resignation, he said, "Uncle Zhou, let's not talk about it. You keep mentioning it, and sooner or later, I'll have to repent in prison."