You Asked Me to Get an Internship Stamp, So Why Did I Wipe Out Northern Myanmar?

I just wanted to get my internship stamp. Why do you keep forcing me to throw hands?

I only wanted to quietly work as a beat cop, but then...

Some street punks pick a fight?

Lin Cang: I take them down in a flash, then tear up the gang behind them by the roots.

A scam compound refuses to release its captives?

Lin Cang: It's no big deal. I only knocked their armed helicopter out of the sky with a rock.

A warlord wants to pull a double-cross?

Lin Cang: (smiling politely) “General, your way of thinking is dangerous. I suggest you come with me for some re-education.”

When Instructor Lei Hu arrived at the scene, his jaw nearly hit the ground.

“I told you to look into the clues, and you took out their whole base?!”

“I told you to write an internship report, and you brought back ten tons of gold as a local specialty?!”

Lin Cang scratched his head. “Sir, does this count as a workplace injury? My T-shirt got singed by a rocket launcher.”

From then on, the police force had a legend: the intern who tore through the entire Golden Triangle just to get hired full-time.